The sun slowly arced across the sky, had crossed its highest point, and was setting heading. On the highway not far from several county seats, the soldiers of the Doomsday Team are still fighting their mortal enemies.

"Bulldozers, bulldozers, dig up all the hills on both sides and pile them up!" Li Xiaoshi commanded loudly, every time at this time, he would think about his junior brother, Han Xianyou, who had already died, this kind of thing was handled by graduate students in the past.

The dead are always given a good night's sleep, but the living can only let go of their grief and continue to fight for their survival. Now is not the time to be nostalgic.

Liu Jingjing, who had been withdrawn, sat behind the city wall without saying anything, and the sweaty women were soothing their already red and swollen shoulders and fingers. Although they have the privilege of the whole team, they are personally involved in the battle.

There is no fairness in this world, as long as you work hard, you should be respected. The women spent more ammunition, but they gave the rest of the team more time to rest, and the fact that the women were in battle proved that the whole team was cohesive, which far outweighed the value of the ammunition.

There were still more than a dozen women who died, which made the entire battalion on the front line feel gloomy, and they were ruthless Feng Ye and they were trying to retaliate.

Now it's different from before, when I was in Xiangcheng, everyone belonged to different forces, and the most a woman's sacrifice was to sigh. And now they are comrades-in-arms fighting under a banner, and they are potential daughters-in-law candidates. To dare to lose the face of the women's barracks is not to give face to all the men of the Doomsday team!

The gunshots on the defense line continued to sound, and Feng Ye's first battalion was originally an elite unit with veterans as the backbone, and now it was even more vigorous. It is estimated that the red monster in Bishan County has encountered such fierce resistance for the first time, and after about five days of fierce fighting, the entire zombie group has advanced less than five kilometers.

The cinders of the entire road had been trampled on tightly, and because of the inability to use gasoline bombs, Feng Ye had now retreated with a battalion to the last barricade of the people. The fort is less than 500 meters away from the road.

The whole line of defense made it easier for the people to defend themselves, and they only had to hold out until noon tomorrow. Lin Nan has roughly estimated that the total number of zombies in the three counties may be about four or five hundred thousand, but now only some of them are out, and there are still many zombies still spinning on the roads between the counties.

"Team Cold, when do you think we're going to set the highway on fire?" Wei Songlin, a miner, was a little anxious to see his results, but this time, thanks to the efforts of the whole team, they paved a full three kilometers of cinder road.

Leng Yang shook his head, "We're completely persistent now, and we'll step back a little." After all, this fire can only come once. ”

The cinder highway is not a superweapon either, and it can only be used once in a fight. And because of its existence, people did not dare to use gasoline bombs to burn the corpses, which made several barricades to the back of the numerous zombie corpses, and people had to be forced to evacuate.

Fortunately, the Doomsday team is now strong enough in terms of personnel and armament, and even without the use of gasoline bombs, it can make the zombie hordes pay a huge price. This is all thanks to the special terrain of Jiangcheng and the blessing of Leng Yang's full preparation.

Now the first wall in front of the fortress is almost complete. Four breech guns, as well as four large bed crossbows, were already on the city walls. And a large number of various illuminations also poke their heads out of the city walls.

Leng Yang could even see a large chandelier in the shape of a flower, covering an area of at least several square meters, being hung high on the top of the city wall by Li Xiaoshi. The only extra use of this headlight, which used to cost at least tens of thousands, was that it was possible to kill and injure one or two zombies.

The people of this fortress had no choice but to use batteries and diesel generators to supply power to the city wall. This is not the case with the zombies, and once it starts, there will be no time to rest until it is wiped out.

"The main problem now is to leave a passage for the anti-aircraft artillery to retreat, we can prefabricate some city bricks first, but tomorrow we still need to cold the team and you will have to press the formation for a while." Listening to Professor Guan Mingsi's words, Leng Yang nodded seriously.

Giant bear zombies are still a major threat to the zombie horde, and there aren't many ways that the Doomsday team can really deal with this kind of monster. And now, the new human team that has finally taken shape is full of wounded soldiers.

Li Xiang, Xiao Qinfeng, and Zhang Dahu were all recuperating at the base. Leng Yang could only withdraw Feng Ye and Liu Jingjing and let them have a good rest. That fight with the mutant crocodile has left people stretched thin. The only good thing is that all the new human warriors now have a well-fitting protective suit.

"I really hope that after this battle, we can find enough production equipment, and it would be better if we could find some more survivors, there are still fewer people."

People's **** is infinite, when they arrived at the cold sun of Shibaozhai, they only thought about building a city wall, so that they could have the capital to live. And now Captain Leng, who is becoming more and more aggressive, can't wait to have the barracks in the game under his command, and produce a skilled warrior every few minutes.

"Cold team, don't think that far. We can't use petrol bombs now, and although our marksmanship has improved, the amount of ammunition consumed and the number of people who have died is also quite high. Zhao Xing lowered his head and handed Leng Yang a list.

Don't look at the small number of sacrifices in the female barracks, that's because they have unlimited fire rights and other stealth advantages, and other companies don't have this kind of preferential treatment. A large number of tongue zombies, throwing zombies from the sky, and giant bear zombies that appear from time to time, make people who rely on simple barricades lose many comrades again.

Looking at the dense names on the list, Leng Yang bit his lip vigorously. He could order everyone to retreat, so that people would abandon the attack and return to the well-fortified Shibaozhai base, which would avoid many casualties.

But Leng Yang can't. From an otaku who only knows how to take the lead to a captain Leng who is responsible for the survival of nearly 10,000 people, Leng Yang has also grown up in battles again and again. If he had cowered and was reluctant to make any sacrifices, the Doomsday team would have disappeared from this world as early as the second Shibaozhai defensive battle.

"Let's increase the supply of ammunition for everyone, and each battalion will have another 50,000 rounds." Leng Yang can only pin his hopes on the ethereal arsenal in Bishan County, and now the team's ammunition reserves have been used up to nearly a million rounds after a few days of consumption. The team only has a little bit of old foundation, the last ammunition reserve that was moved out of Xiangcheng.

To survive in this zombie-infested world, people can't afford to sacrifice without sacrifice. The current Doomsday team is far from being strong, and on this road of survival, people are destined to pay many, many times, and the only thing Leng Yang can do is the helpless point that he never retreats.

People in front of the fortress were working in full swing, building the walls, laying wires, and carrying supplies. A large number of construction machinery under the command of people to send out a strong power, these people in the strange fog of the preservation of scientific and technological products can greatly speed up the progress of people's engineering.

In the Shibaozhai base, which is dozens of kilometers away from the people, the people who stayed at the base were also busy and dizzy.

Yan Shibin was welding rough pig iron, and the workshop director with a graphite mask was meticulously stretching the electric sparks. The number of newly designed small trebuchets is not enough, and the technical department is working overtime to catch up.

Liu Wennan watched Lu Zhendong and them cut steel plates by the lathe, and behind them, a large group of women were sitting in rows. The women had a large pile of metal bullet casings at their hands, and several rusty machines were roaring around them. People need to reload bullets, even if the production is small, this must be done.

", Duanmu Feng, bring me those things you have refined! Didn't you say that there are the same ingredients in it as meteorites? Mo Mingdong held his messy hair and roared loudly. Now that many people in the team don't have the weapons they can take advantage of, Mo Mingdong can't help but be in a hurry.

"But there's only so much of this thing, and it's not enough for me to do research!" Duanmu Feng was holding a glass measuring cup in his hand, where there was only about seventy or eighty milliliters of red gelatinous substance, and he tried to stop Mo Mingdong's robbery.

Right next to the two, Li Xiang, who was wearing bandages, and several doctors kept saying good things to dissuade the two researchers who were getting more and more angry. These two guys are the treasures of the team, and neither of them can afford to lose.

In Shibaozhai, Li Shuhao is taking Yan Junjun and these little girls to drive the free-range chickens and ducklings back to the breeding room, and those small pimples like small yellow balls have now gradually grown. The former college student raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance, all he could do was do his job.

The bearded man with a somewhat limping step and a cigarette in his hand, whining at the cows that had gathered around him.

"Eat slowly, you guy has to work hard. Don't be like the cold team, the harem is wide open but you don't give grace, the meaning of life lies in ********. Patting the bull on the shoulder, the beard muttered. He may never be able to fight alongside his comrades again, but he still enjoys his current life.

Xiang Yuning and Zhang Limeng were also constantly counting all kinds of materials, and arranged a convoy with Yu Linrong to transport the materials away. At present, there are nearly four or five thousand people on the Bishan front, which accounts for more than half of the team, and there are too many things that need to be arranged.

The busy Shibaozhai almost shifted all its focus to the Bishan front, so people didn't notice the movement of the zombie group in the direction of Jiangcheng at all.

On the street next to the community where Leng Yang once rescued Xiang Yuning and He Min, I don't know when a dense group of zombies has appeared.

These zombie groups are moving slowly, and the black "crowd" is moving slowly and firmly towards Xiaonan Mountain in the distance, like a coiled giant snake gradually unfolding its huge body.