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    "Hehe I didn't expect that I saw survivors and wanted to rush through the whole town. What do you think? Is it necessary?"

    Hearing Lu Xiaobu's question, Huang Quan pondered for a moment, unsure of paying attention. For him, as long as the task was completed, there was no need for extra complications. Could it be that he would not save them and let them starve to death in despair?

    "Forget it, I can't control so much. There are still so many people waiting to starve to death in the gathering place. We can't save them. Let's save ammunition if we can."

    Lu Xiaobu hesitated when he heard what Huang Quan said, Huang Quan was right, they couldn't save the ready-made living people in the gathering place, so is it necessary to save the survivors on the other side?

    Putting down the binoculars in their hands, Lu Xiaobu and Huang Quan looked at the warehouse with a tacit understanding, no longer thinking about the survivors on the opposite side.

    "I saw a lot of materials and construction machinery piled up in the open air on the opposite side."

    After a while, Lu Xiaobu couldn't help but speak.

    "Yes, there are still a lot of thick steel plates over there, which can be used to build bridges."

    Huang Quan also echoed, feeling a little uncomfortable, always feeling overwhelmed.

    "Maybe there are engineering talents in it. The base can build that big wall because there are engineers to help honest people plan."

    Lu Xiaobu was also feeling uncomfortable, and he had nothing to say.

    "It looks like this is a big project with a lot of construction workers. The supplies I want to come here are more abundant than other places. I just searched at the entrance of the town and loaded three big trucks with supplies, nearly half of which are food."

    Huang Quan couldn't help but take another look at the thick smoke in the middle of the mountain opposite.

    "Yeah, I guess there are at least three to five tons, not counting miscellaneous grains. I think there are thirty to fifty tons in this small town."

    After Lu Xiaobu finished speaking, neither of them was talking, as if they were hesitating.

    "For food." "For materials."

    The two suddenly said something at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled, and finally decided to clean up the zombies in the town.

    The convoy lined up in the open space at the entrance of the town, honking their horns in unison, and the sound of the whistle rang through the entire town. The zombies in the town were in a commotion, and they flocked to the entrance of the town together. There were a lot of zombies in the town.  Thousands more were killed.

    Afterwards, the cowardly corpses were thrown in front of the blocking line. The zombies who smelled blood went crazy, and they rushed forward without any scruples. When the zombies approached fifty meters, dozens of 95-style rifles  The bursts started.

    The crisp bursts of the rifles were fired, and the bursts of popping cotton also spread. Dozens of militiamen took aim and shot among the team members with sniper crossbows.

    The zombies moved slowly, and the heads of the round zombies burst out with bullet holes. Among the fallen zombies, there were also many steel crossbow arrows stuck in their heads. Although some militiamen had experienced a cruel hand-to-hand combat, when they faced  When thousands of zombies come together, it is inevitable to panic. Hundreds and thousands are just two concepts.

    The glittering bullets flew across, and there were arrows and arrows mixed in. Not every crossbow arrow could hit the zombie's head and kill it in one blow.  Slow, even if they are so close to the blocking position.

    Seeing this, Huang Quan frowned. Previously, the performance of the militiamen was good, even exceeding his expectations, but he never expected that these red-eyed guys in hand-to-hand combat would be so weak at long range.  , I am afraid that the zombie group has already rushed into the position to enjoy human flesh.

    "Huang Quan, let's see if the resting militiamen are ready to go forward. These guys are doing too badly. Fortunately, Brother Cockroach is not here. Otherwise, I will lose face."

    Lu Xiaobu pointed to the dozens of militiamen behind the convoy who were looking at the front line with swords and shields and said, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.  With 20 team members and dozens of survivors, the town was recovered.

    Today they changed, with forty official members and over a hundred militiamen, and they were still fighting such a bad battle, so they were naturally depressed. Even at this moment, the three heavy machine guns hadn't fired, and the paratrooper station car hadn't fired.

    Huang Quan glanced behind him, something flashed through his mind, and pondered.

    "Or, let the heavy firepower fire, and it depends on when to save ammunition."

    Lu Xiaobu reminded again, Huang Quan still shook his head, the ammunition of the convoy did not have a base to replenish, use one less one, Huang Quan is determined not to use heavy firepower until the critical moment.

    "They can't shoot because they are afraid. They have shields in hand-to-hand combat. Now they don't have shields. They feel guilty. Let the people behind send the shields up and put them at their feet for a try  "

    Huang Quan spoke out the aura in his mind, Lu Xiaobu didn't really believe it, but he didn't hinder him from giving an order, it was also strange, the shield had just been placed at the feet of those militiamen, and they seemed to be a different person, and they had gained accuracy  , The speed of winding is also faster, and the whole person becomes calm, from winding to launching, everything moves like clouds and flowing water.

    "Ha, it really works. After all, I can't compare to a regular soldier."

    Lu Xiaobu looked at the mountains of corpses that had been built in front of the formation and sighed. Huang Quan's stroke was like a stroke of magic, stabilizing the front line. The pressure on some regular team members was greatly reduced.  , Fight for every bullet to kill a zombie.

    Unknowingly, hundreds of zombies fell outside the bumpy battle line. Seeing that everything was going in a good direction, the ordinary zombies rushing forward were rushed by the zombies behind. Behind them, one by one  Muscular d-type zombies appeared one after another, hundreds of d-type zombies appeared together, and the deterrence they caused exceeded thousands of ordinary zombies.

    The speed of the d-type zombies is about the same as that of normal people. During their movement, the flying bullets and arrow rain fell into the air one after another. Amid the whistling bullets, the zombies gradually approached, reaching the absolute danger line of 20 meters.

    About 80 of the hundreds of D-type zombies rushed within 20 meters, and the rest were shot and killed on the way of the charge. Even if there were only 80 left, it would be a disaster.  The crossbow militiamen stopped shooting one after another, dropped their sniper crossbows, and picked up their shields. In their hearts, defense seemed to be more important than offense.

    The sunny sky was covered by clouds at some point, the clouds gradually thickened and turned into black, the bright sky began to darken, and the oppressive land also appeared groggy, and the mountain wind blowing in the distance dispersed the smoke of the battlefield.

    The refreshing mountain wind could not blow away the sweat of the team members and militiamen. The d-shaped zombies howled in a low voice, and as they fell down one after another, they rushed over a distance of 20 meters and rushed to within 10 meters in an instant.

    Ten meters is the distance from the front of the bus to the rear of the bus. Within this distance, everyone can clearly see every expression on the faces of the d-shaped zombies.  The gray and black fangs were exposed, and the fangs seemed to be shining with a cold light, reaching the apex of the hearts of the militiamen.

    "ah!!!"

    Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure, threw away the shield in his hand, turned and ran away, he had lost his mind, he couldn't hear or see anything, and only the criss-crossing teeth of the d-shaped zombies were replaying repeatedly in his mind.

    "Tatata" The Type 89 heavy machine gun finally fired.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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