"Cheonanseong". One of the largest settlements in North China, established in the first month after the disaster, was built on its own military structures, with a nearby retreating army, and slowly became a safe place for those lucky enough to leave the city.

It is one of the few settlements that can barely maintain social order. Traces of the laws of the past can still be seen here. Although the food problem is still a problem, the managers are quite capable of organizing armed forces to harvest in the adjacent abandoned towns and to organize the reclamation of farmland to make up for the shortfall. Everything is improving for the better. Hope is rekindled in the hearts of those who have taken refuge here. Each is working hard to get back on his feet in this rotten world.

But rot is rot, and it will spread.

It is impossible to eradicate the disease by such a peaceful couple, and can only wait to be decayed and eroded in a temporary dream.

Xue Wusuan had found out before that zombies were not dead creatures in terms of body or soul. They're just sane and instinctual. But there are no absolutes, when people are alive, they can see all kinds of strange things from time to time, and these zombies are the same.

Some flesh bodies have undergone secondary mutations and become deeply infected, and their flesh has become strange, and the appearance of the licker is already considered to be the more loving of this kind of secondary mutants.

There are also some souls who are naturally strong, even if they are sealed, they forcibly unravel part of them, causing the soul to wake up like a dream, producing a mutation similar to "ability", and becoming a "caller".

Compared with the single killing ferocious physical secondary mutant, this kind of "ability" zombie generated on the soul is called the "caller", and it is even more difficult to deal with. Not only are they good at hiding themselves among ordinary zombies, but they also have the most basic instinctive concepts of "kind" and "territory".

As a result, these callers inevitably treat "humans", creatures that are somewhere between food and threat, as outliers. Outliers mean they need to be removed.

As soon as they found that there was a heterogeneous cluster, they immediately began to gang up, recruiting a large number of zombie brothers who had no head and no brains, and even the same zombie brothers, who were also the same as the second mutation, and were overwhelming towards the aliens without fear.

This is the tide of corpses.

The tide of corpses can be large and small. Generally, it depends on whether there are large cities around the settlement. If not, the size of the corpse tide will generally not exceed one million. This is a small wave of corpses. The number is between one million and five million, and the medium scale. More than five million is a tide of corpses.

There are no big cities around Cheonanseong, because it was originally a military station, so it was far away from the bustling city. But that's how strange things happened.

A month ago, the guards of Cheonan City discovered that zombies were converging towards Cheonan City from all directions. At first there were not many of them. For the sake of safety, Tianancheng also specially organized three clearance operations. But the more it is cleared, the more zombies there are. Three days ago, I found that a huge tide of corpses had been brewing around the city that had never been seen since the establishment of Tian'an City!

In fact, if you think about it, it's not unusual. It is an inevitable consequence. Because the settlements near the city have been destroyed by zombies. The idle-do-the-callers naturally went farther and farther, and they were naturally overjoyed when they discovered this huge heterogeneous settlement, and of course they would take their "troops" to come from afar.

Moreover, there is more than one caller who discovered Cheonancheng, which explains why standing on the walls of Cheonancheng, as far as the eye can see, there are all surging and roaring zombies in all directions, all over the mountains, filled with pits and valleys, boundless, like the sea and waves.

Eight million! That's the most conservative estimate! The actual number is probably more than 10 million!

If this is changed in the heyday of mankind, in the face of such an enemy who will only rely on brute force to rush up, let alone 10 million, 100 million can be slowly polished!

But now it's the end of the world. The end of the production base, transportation routes, and resource supply is completely paralyzed! To have a battle with zombies of tens of millions of magnitude, this kind of consumption is desperate to think about.

But what can be? This is not a war between human beings, and if you can't win it, you can admit that you can surrender. If you have no conditions to talk about zombies, you either die, or fight and die again. The 350,000 people in the city, from top to bottom, no one thought they could survive after seeing such a tide of corpses.

Night. Intense artillery fire and gunfire roared throughout the night. The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with the stench of corpses and blood, filled the city.

The city's young and old, young and old, had no one to sleep on, and they all stood outside the door, waiting for the soldiers with white armbands to come and pick out the militia.

There were no young men in the militia, because they had been drafted away long before the corpse tide attacked. The second group of the remaining ones were middle-aged men under sixty and over forty, followed by middle-aged women......

It's dawn. The artillery fire stopped. Because the last shell also missed. Then the gunfire began to become more sparse and less dense. The bullets are running out.

Everyone knows that their death is near, there are those who are indignant, there are those who are calm, there are those who cry bitterly, there are those who are full of feces and urine, but no one retreats. In the words of the city guard: Lao Tzu can be afraid of death, but is it useful to be afraid of death? It is better to bite off a piece of meat from the zombie while he is not dead, and he can earn a little more interest and come back, and he can eat back the meat before he dies.

The gunfire also stopped. Despair has turned to madness. Many of them licked the skin of their dried mouths with red eyes, as if they really wanted to eat a meal of meat, even zombie meat, before they died.

Ding Ding Ding!

A crisp bell sound suddenly appeared. It actually overwhelmed the roar of zombies like waves on the battlefield, and it also strangely crossed the long killing field and passed into the ears of everyone and every zombie.

For some reason, all the living people, whether they had just become crazy or insane, immediately shivered after hearing the sound of the bell, and a chill seemed to burst out from the deepest part of the body, instantly sweeping the whole body. It makes people feel scared unconsciously.

This is different from the fear of death just now. It's a kind of inexplicable fear, well, no! It should be fear, an irresistible fear from the heart. Even overshadowed the face of death!

The smoky and bloodstained warriors on the city wall listened to the bell with pale faces, and then saw the low screams of the zombies under the city who were about to step on the corpses of their companions, and then gradually retreated to both sides. This scene was so shocking.

The vast tide of corpses was as boundless as the sea, but at this time, it seemed to be cut by a knife, and a ten-meter-wide, straight passage extended from the sea of corpses.

The city guard reacted the fastest, quickly cheered up, picked up the binoculars and looked along the passage that had been split in the sea of corpses, and then saw two women and three children, pedaling a tricycle, coming slowly from a distance. On the tricycle hung a notice board with the words "Yin Yang Street" written on it, and a fist-sized red bell tied to the left of the billboard, dangling from side to side......