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    Going up to the wall, one can see the results of one night's battle lying on the other side of the river. Countless corpses emit a soaring corpse smell, which makes people want to vomit. However, these days, fighting with this smell every day makes Zhang Xiaoqiang not as bad as before.  Of course, smelling it every day does not mean that Zhang Xiaoqiang is used to it. After being smelt by the smell of dead bodies, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps back, turned and leaned against the wall, and spit out a few mouthfuls of water in the direction of the gathering place.

    After vomiting, Zhang Xiaoqiang wiped the tears from his eyes, and said to himself: "It's a good thing I didn't eat breakfast, otherwise I ate it for nothing"

    Under the mountain of corpses is the river of corpses. The entire river is covered with zombies. Countless corpses extend from the foot of the mountain of corpses to the wall. There are also many zombies on the wall. After the first floor is completely lost, layers upon layers  The zombies raised the four-meter-high wall by more than six meters. Some zombies have already begun to rot, and the smell of rotting corpses rushed straight to the top of the wall. On these corpses, countless men in ragged clothes took the zombie corpses off the wall with tools.  .

    The people below were cleaning the fence, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the top of the wall and looked at them, although his identities were different, but Zhang Xiaoqiang, like them, covered his mouth and nose with cloth strips, obviously, everyone was afraid of the smell of corpses.

    There are not only corpses on the fence, but also countless zombies whose bones have been trampled and broken. They are struggling in vain. These zombies are covered under layers of corpses. When they are exposed, they show their fangs to the people around them to intimidate them.  Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and then all kinds of shovels and hoes fell on their sky caps.

    Whenever a half-dead zombie is exposed, needless to say, the surrounding crowd will step forward one after another, and all kinds of shovels, iron sticks, hoes and wooden rakes will knock on the top of the zombie's head. Unknowingly, the survivors below are cleaning up the remaining  Zombies are no longer as frightening as they used to be. Sometimes some zombies are lucky enough to be suppressed and not injured. When they get up, the crowd around them does not disperse.  kill.

    Seeing these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded secretly, the people below are very useful, if they find a safe place to stay and recuperate them for a while, thousands of elites who can kill the enemy with cold weapons will come out.

    Cleaning up zombies is a thrilling and disgusting job. At the beginning, no one was willing to talk, and they worked hard. Afterwards, more and more people couldn't bear this depression, and one of them started to talk to himself.  .

    "When will so many zombies be cleaned up? There are many on the wall, more in the middle of the river, and the hills piled up on the other side of the river. With so many zombies, there should be tens of thousands. I don't know what happened last night.  How did you fight"

    That man was in his mid-twenties, with the same yellow complexion as the others. Under his ragged sleeves, a pair of lean arms held a wooden rake, raking the zombies under his feet to the outside of the wall.

    "You know how to count. I really don't know how you got tens of thousands. There are tens of thousands of corpses under our feet. There are tens of thousands of corpses by the river more than ten meters wide. There are dozens of corpses on the mountain over there."  Wan, don't tell me you dropped out of school in the second grade of elementary school"

    The people around him teased and added sarcasm, and this man was not in a hurry, but was frightened by other people's words:

    "Hey, it's hundreds of thousands. If it was in the past, I'm afraid there would have been blood flowing here. Fortunately, those things are no longer human"

    The people who cleared the zombies below became a little more active, talking in muffled voices on the wall, listening to the people below exchanging their views, Zhang Xiaoqiang listened to people's gossip, and looked at the zombies on the river with a little anxiety.  The decay rate is very fast, and it won't be long before the zombies will turn into a pile of bones. However, the river has been filled with bones. If the zombies come again before the bridge is repaired, they can't expect the river to become a barrier for the zombies again.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang felt helpless for the river surface that could not even see the spray for several kilometers. The river surface was outside the fence, and he dared not tear down the fence even if he was killed. He asked excavators and other construction vehicles to go outside the fence to clean up the river.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his attention to the mountain of corpses in front of him, trying to find a way to flatten the mountain of corpses, at least clear out the shooting area, and the mountain of corpses really became a small mountain range.  From the peak to the foot of the mountain, zombies piled up. Countless claws and legs were like vegetation on the top of the mountain. They were densely scattered in the mountain of corpses. Occasionally, bones could be seen, and rotten dark green solution flowed between the bones.

    The peak of the corpse mountain is slightly flat, and countless zombies are lying on it in different postures, like an old tree with beards, intertwined roots, and there are countless zombies writhing in the middle.  The unlucky ones abandoned by Z-shaped zombies are no longer a threat, so that the gathering place is unwilling to waste even a bullet, and let them struggle in the pile of corpses.

    ?From the corpse peak down, the corpse mountain becomes wider and thicker gradually, and when it reaches the foot of the mountain, there are layers upon layers.??Zombies piled up the ground to a height of three to five meters. Among them, half-dead zombies can be seen everywhere, and the writhing half-dead zombies are like black maggots.

    The fifteen-meter mountain of corpses is a hurdle in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. Too many dead zombies is not a good thing. Countless corpses not only affect the zombie sea, but also affect the gathering place. At least, their shooting range is unknown.  You can only shoot at the zombies at close range. Once you get close by the tide of zombies, it means that you are likely to be rushed down by the zombies, which is the most dangerous.

    Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed softly, this was too much of a headache for him, if it wasn't for the lack of gasoline in the gathering place, he would have the heart to burn the whole mountain of corpses on fire.

    Coincidentally, not only Zhang Xiaoqiang was worried, but also the survivors who cleaned up the zombies below.

    "You said that the corpses on the wall are easy to remove, just throw them down, but what about the zombies below? The whole wall is filled up. If we go down to clean up, how long will it take to clean up?"

    A man suddenly said this, and the others stopped talking. The environment on the wall was so bad that it made them want to die. If they could clean the wall and get ten catties of rice, it would be their limit.  They went down to clean up the zombies, and no matter how much rice was given to them, they would only feel that life would be worse than death.

    "Why do you care so much, we just need to do the things in front of us well, don't worry about things we shouldn't worry about, that's what the higher-ups should think about, and we must pay attention to our identity."

    A person said this, pulled a corpse under his feet to the wall, kicked it down, his face was gloomy, he was not an idiot, he naturally knew that if the zombies came again, the wall might not be able to stop it no matter what, the wall blocked it  They couldn't live, and they couldn't live, so they were upset by thinking about it, so they simply blamed the guy who told the truth.

    The bottom is silent again, each doing their own work, but some people's hearts are alive, the zombies will come again, this is what I said above, before the zombies come again, there will be a gap in the second war between the gathering place and the zombies, in this gap  In the middle, there is a time difference. No matter how many zombies there are, it is impossible to fill up a hundred miles. If you are lucky, you can always avoid the front of the zombies. No matter how good your life is, at least a small life can be saved.

    Some people are planning to escape from the gathering place in their hearts, while others are working silently. They don't want to think too much, they just want to earn enough rice to feed themselves. Anyway, even if they die by then, they will still be full.  identity.

    Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that he would be unable to think of a way out if he stayed any longer. He was really sleepy, so he turned around and wanted to go back to the camp and have a good sleep. We will talk about the rest later, when a word came from under the wall behind him to stop him.

    "We have a small river ditch there, which is smaller than this river, and it is almost filled with various stones. The largest is the size of a cart, and the smallest is the size of a fist. One summer, a mountain torrent broke out, and the flood swept away those stones.  Rolled down, if there is a flash flood here, maybe the corpses below don't need to be cleaned up, and I will be swept away by the flood"

    The person who said this didn't know how much he impressed Zhang Xiaoqiang with his casual words, and the crowd below were still talking:

    "It's beautiful to think. It hasn't rained for more than half a year. Even if it rains, what can we do? The water network here is dense. Even if it was a heavy rain like the year before last, it is impossible to form mountain torrents here.  Only then, where are the mountains here"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored those people, turned around and headed for the camp. He was a little anxious while walking, and with a little trot, Zhang Xiaoqiang was reminded that he thought of a way to clean up the river (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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