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Chapter six hundred and eighty third: return with a rewarding experience

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    "Yang Ze!"

    Wang Yi shouted loudly, Wang Yi couldn't hit the second spear in a short time, so now, Yang Ze, who had already rushed to the crowd of corpses, would play a huge role.

    Yang Ze had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Seeing that the strong corpse placed in front of the Zombie King was brought down, Yang Ze did not hesitate.  Scared Zombie King.

    I'm afraid it didn't expect that at such a distance, Wang Yi would still kill the strong corpse in front of him with a spear, and it didn't expect that under such a dense siege, Yang Ze could already jump into the air and attack it.  attack.

    Whoosh!

    Almost at the top of the jump, Yang Ze threw the spear in his hand with all his strength. He is now less than 200 meters away from the zombie king. At this distance, even ordinary soldiers can accurately hit the zombie  , not to mention Yang Ze, a third-level speed user.

    Whoosh!

    The gun pierced through the air, and with a violent whistling sound, he appeared in front of the Zombie King in an instant.

    Puff!

    At this moment, a crawling corpse suddenly soared into the sky, barely blocking the front of Zhaqiang, but its body was too fragile to block Zhaqiang at all.

    Just like a thin piece of paper, after being pierced by a spear, its power remains undiminished, and finally hits the zombie king.

    Puff!

    The huge power lifted the Zombie King into the air, flew a full distance of four or five meters, and fell into the crowd of corpses with a snap.

    "Roar!!"

    Those attacking zombies stopped at the same time. They turned their heads and stared in the direction of the zombie king, as if feeling something again.

    After a while.

    Roar!

    An extremely weak roar suddenly came to mind.

    Wang Yi's expression was shocked, and he looked at the corpses in disbelief.

    The Zombie King is not dead, it is only seriously injured, and it is still commanding the group of corpses.

    retreat!

    Yes, it is to retreat!

    The group of corpses did not continue to attack, but ran towards the Zombie King roaring like an ebbing tide, surrounded the Zombie King tightly, and quickly evacuated.

    The sudden change made Yang Bing a little confused, and he didn't dare to issue orders without authorization. Just now, when he was in close contact with the group of corpses, at least hundreds of people were killed or injured.  Miserable.

    Yang Bing cannot bear this responsibility.

    "Brother Yi, what shall we do?" To chase or not to chase?  Yang Ze, who escaped from the crowd of corpses, asked out of breath.

    He also knew that he didn't kill the zombie king just now, but now he has no chance to attack, so he can only go back to Wang Yi first.

    "Don't chase, let it run."

    Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

    Although he still wanted to keep this zombie king in his heart, Wang Yi knew that if he really tried his best, he would definitely suffer great casualties.

    Besides, these corpses have already retreated, and the original purpose of coming to Tur Town has been achieved.

    "The notice goes on, and half of the soldiers will be sent into the town to collect supplies. The rest of the soldiers should be wary of the corpses and don't let them fight back."

    After Wang Yi gave an order, he walked directly towards the town of Tuer. Since the group of corpses had retreated, the possibility of returning was very small. Wang Yi arranged it this way just in case.

    Fortunately, the group of corpses did not come back. Instead, they supported the seriously injured zombie king and disappeared into the vast wilderness. What Wang Yi and the others gained this time was absolutely unprecedented.

    All the six excavators urgently needed by the gathering place were transported back, and the group of corpses retreated, leaving behind nearly 5,000 corpses, as well as the small hospital in the town.

    When the materials in the town were completely transported to the car, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky had begun to darken. Wang Yi also issued an order to return to the Daqingshan gathering place.

    A convoy of more than 200 trucks marched towards the Daqingshan gathering place.

    As for the six excavators, they were also operated by a few soldiers who could drive excavators found in the team. The six trucks were refitted, loaded directly by the truck, and returned to the gathering place.

    When we arrived at the gathering place, it was already late at night, and Li Weiping and others who stayed behind had been waiting anxiously on the city wall. Seeing a light coming from a distance, Li Weiping immediately ordered the soldiers to open the city gate.

    Wang Yi was even worried that the wooden bridge in front of the gathering place would not be able to reach the full load of trucks.Bearing such a heavy weight, but fortunately, the wooden bridge is still explainable, but when the trucks pulling the excavator passed by, the wooden bridge made a few creaking and moaning.

    "Brother Yi, you are back."

    Li Weiping hastily greeted him, as if he had something to say.

    "What's wrong?"

    Seeing his anxious expression, Wang Yi couldn't help asking.

    "Brother Yi, someone came to see you and said they knew you." Li Weiping said hastily.

    "know me?"

    Wang Yi was stunned for a moment. In this gathering place, apart from those old team members who followed him from Jinling, who else could know him?

    "Where is he?" Wang Yi asked.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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