Five minutes later, all the movements suddenly subsided. When the moonlight passed over the dark clouds and re-illuminated, the entire camp resumed the same coldness as before, except that the patrols that were migrating all fell to the ground, and the body was weird in various poses. Distorted, the bones of the whole body were interrupted, and naturally no one could breathe. These people were the warriors of the 1500 men who were prepared to stop the leaks. These people did not die in the hands of the zombies, but they were the first step. They die in their own hands and die in the hands of the poor they want to protect.

On the edge of the camp, countless figures have come out of the camp. It is like a myriad of sand gathered at the edge. There are about 2,000 people in the collection. Most of them hold steel pipe sticks. One hundred people hold knife shields and two people lead. One person took a rifle and was taken from the patrol.

These people waited for a few minutes outside the camp, seeing no one coming out again, not talking, silently rushing to the far wall of the distance, these people along the edge of the gathering place, using the garbage dump as a cover, bypassing the gathering Vehicles constructed in the center of the center, from the edge of the most edge to the wall.

Some of them came up to clean up the zombies during the day, and they were familiar with the roads. They knew that there were not many troops on the wall. They only watched and the firepower was placed in the middle. Even if it happened, it would be difficult to come over.

Two thousand people touched the wall, and there were more than ten dexterous men on the wall. They held a short knife smeared with yellow mud and touched the guards not far away. All the energy of the guards was placed on the corpse, everything behind them. Nothing was noticed. Suddenly there was a sound coming from the air. The guards wanted to turn their heads. A dirty big hand grabbed his mouth and slammed back. The guard lost his center of gravity and fell backwards. At the same time, one A sharp knife cut his neck.

The short knife cut off his throat and neck artery. In the **** snoring, the guard suffocated. He was lightly placed on the ground. Several large hands groped on him and took his rifle and magazine. He Hands clinging to the neck, eyes watching more than a dozen back to his comrades touched the past, want to shout, but only spit blood in his mouth.

More than a dozen people quietly killed more than 20 guards and returned with their weapons. They dared not kill them again. There were heavy machine guns and a firepower group in front of them. Five people could not be simultaneously Killed, once they are alarmed, they will be sieved in front of the corpse.

Those people will be close to their lighting lines, letting a few of them turn off, and the light on the edge of the wall is a little dim. If you look far in the distance, there is a large area under the wall in the dark, and there are several in the dark. Lin Xing's lights, I don't think there is a change here, I just think that the light bulb here is damaged.

Then, countless people went up to the wall and jumped down the wall to the pile below. The corpse had begun to rot completely. Everyone crawled in the rotten meat. Thousands of people crossed the river more than ten meters and walked through the body. At the foot of the corpse on the other side, climbing up, the hundreds of people in front were very smooth, quietly disappearing silently on the back of the corpse, and some people were scratched by the dead zombies in the corpse, and they did not take things seriously. .

When a thousand people climbed the corpse, the next thousand people followed, and suddenly, the second layer of the wall was shot, and several people crawling in the middle of the corpse were killed by guns and rolled down the corpse. Turn over ten people. For a time, people were upset, and many people screamed and surrendered in a low voice.

"We have killed so many people. If we surrender, we can't live. It's better to move forward. Maybe we can find a way to live. Don't forget the three hundred people..."

When a person in the crowd pulled out the words above, the people below seemed to suddenly wake up, no longer care about the bullets around them, and screamed and climbed up. The bullets behind them flashed a little bit of fluorescence in the night sky and drilled a companion in front of them. The **** fog, hitting the corpse on their side, splashed on his face.

The flow of people climbed up in the murder of the bullets. The wall found that their guards had only two people. Two people could not stop the climb of thousands of people. In the deafening gunshots, they could only use the bullets the fastest. Speed ​​sweeping, expecting to let the people in front slow down, let the support behind arrive, is firing, more than a dozen light chains in the crowd below, the two guards were hit by more than a dozen bullets at the time, One person was shot in the eyebrows, unable to fall backwards, and the other person even took a gun and fell under the wall. The rifle and bullets on his body were taken away in the next second.

Without the harassment of bullets, the speed of the people’s advancement accelerated again. They knew that safety was only temporary, and that it was possible to talk about real security beyond the dead mountains...

The next morning, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Qian Kaixi and others went up to the wall. There were 25 bodies lying in front of them. Twenty-three of them were cut off from the throat, and two people were everywhere. Eye-catching, half of them are Zhang Xiaoqiang's militia, the remaining half is among the 3,000 reserve army, and the 3,000 reserve army has been on the second wall. After killing the zombies, there is no one lost, but they did not expect that. The casualties were actually carried out by the poor people in the gathering place.

These twenty-five bodies are still only a small part. There are one hundred and twelve bodies lying there in the poor people in the gathering place. They are all armed men who Zhang Xiaoqiang sent to maintain order, including two of Qian Kaixi. The senior police officers, none of them, are dead and extremely disabled. No one's bones are complete. When they carry the body, they can't even lift them up. It's like a pile of rotten meat. Every face of the deceased is distorted. Imagine how much pain they suffered before they died.

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s face is very difficult to see. Similarly, Qian Kaixi is as ugly as everyone’s face. Qian Kaixi is the second old man who was killed for no reason. Others think that they are going to die in front of the war, the soldiers Not in the hands of the soldiers, but in the hands of the survivors of their asylum, the anger in their hearts is beyond words.

There are more than 300 people next to the body~lightnovelpub.net~ These people were rushed to the supporters and captured. They escaped more than 1,500 people last night and were shot more than 200 people. All of them were captured, these people were kneeling on the ground, their eyes were numb, they knew what they would face, they didn’t ask for mercy, because they didn’t have to do what they did, they had counts in their hearts, and they stood in the position of Zhang Xiaoqiang, Will not spare myself.

"I heard that I still caught two guns on my body and brought them up to show me..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the captives on the ground and rushed to the soldiers around him. The two fighters immediately rushed into the middle of the captives, kicked a few, and took two people to come over. Seeing two people, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little surprised. In the middle of the general malnourished prisoners, the two men were burly and their faces were rosy. It seems that they are not hungry, do not know how they are mixed in the middle of the poor.

The two burly big men were like two cockroaches that had wet the feathers. They were thrown over and threw at Zhang Xiaoqiang’s feet. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked down on the two people, and the two flames flashed in his eyes.

"Hey brother, some people recognize them. They used to be big hands of small forces. Many small forces have disappeared. They are mixed among the poor. There are many people who have escaped. This is the case. Everyone has their own hands. Someone lives..."

Huang Tingwei reported in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s ear that he had such a big thing last night. As an intelligence officer, he couldn’t blame. He’s ignorant of the last night’s interrogation, as long as Zhang Xiaoqiang is interested in everything, he Make a detailed explanation in the first place.

"Have you been a soldier before?"

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