Chapter 270

As the night faded away, the early morning breeze stirred Zhang Xiaoqiang's cheek and woke him up from his shallow sleep. He saw Yang Ke'er and Shangguan Qiaoyun lying beside him. Further away, the team members who had been fighting until midnight were sleeping on the mud. He sat up from the oilcloth on the ground and shook his sore neck, Turn around and look at the two team members standing on the edge of the cliff to guard in the distance.

At the moment, the hills are filled with a thin layer of mist. In addition to the strong smell of gunpowder smoke, there is also the peculiar smell of corpses. Fortunately, the last human beings have been used to this smell for a long time.

In the early morning, the mist was not thick, especially in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. The mist did not cause any obstruction to his sharp vision. He clearly saw the tragedy after the explosion of explosives last night.

The shape of the whole hill has been completely changed. The hill towards the zombie has collapsed half way, forming a huge gentle slope. On the gentle slope, yellow soil and boulders stained with soil are exposed. In the thin soil near the ground, only a claw or leg painted yellow by soil is stretched out, and their owner can't move in the soil, These are the zombies that were buried last night.

There were no machine gun nests in front of the mountain. Not far from the ground where people were sleeping, a big slope was exposed in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked slowly there, his shoes creaking on the shells all over the ground. From time to time, he could see that the ammunition boxes buried in the floating soil were exposed, forming sharp corners on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the big slope and looked at the deep crack below. He was afraid of it. His personal strength was too small under the overturning of the earth. Thinking of the earth shaking last night, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized how powerful the power of nature is.

A bullet chain of Maxine's heavy machine gun lies quietly in the middle of the slope. The 6.4-meter-long canvas bullet chain is full of machine gun bullets. The original white bullet chain has been dyed yellow black, and there are many brown spots between the yellow and black. Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp eyes can see that many bullets are also stained with brown spots.

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly went down and picked up the abandoned bullet chain. Looking at the bullet chain in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of Cao Jie who wanted to commit suicide last night. At that time, she seemed to pick up the bullet chain lying in his hand from the ground and carry it on her back.

Thinking of the woman he had never seen since midnight, Zhang Xiaoqiang found something wrong. He carefully examined the clues around him. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that there was a downward slip mark on the slope, and there was a scratch on the edge of the slip mark. He walked slowly down the slip mark, The animal pyramid in hand is constantly inserted in the soil layer of the ground to fix the body shape.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the huge stone lying in the middle of the mountain. One side of the stone was covered with blood. After such a long time, the blood stained on the stone had become dark brown. In the corner of the bloody stone, the body of the machine gunner was stuck in the middle, and a broken Maxine machine gun was lying beside the body.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the corpse, he sighed. It was an old member of the team. After almost all the big battles with Zhang Xiaoqiang, he did not expect that the young machine gunner died here. He walked down slowly, hoping to get up the corpse of the machine gunner, and the soldier should be buried in the Guihua mountain.

A white plum blossom printed plastic hairpin was inserted obliquely in the soft soil. Seeing the hairpin, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped and recognized it. It was originally worn on the head of the vice plane shooter. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know the name of the vice plane shooter. He only knew that this woman was the team leader he personally promoted and the first female team leader.

Hairpin lies on Zhang Xiaoqiang's big hand mixed with smoke and dirt. He looks around, hoping to find the vice machine shooter. Finally, he finds the light red on the corner of the boulder·············

Four bodies were lying on the ground. All the fighters and the workers and cooks were standing by. They were quietly watching their comrades on the ground, Many people are crying in silence. It's the old team members who used to be comrades in arms. Now they are cold and stiff bodies. They are very sad. After all, after fighting together for such a long time, people will have feelings.

The two women in military uniform are crying. They are weeping for sister Cao. While weeping, they wipe the blood and smoke on sister Cao's face with wet towel. They are good sisters, very good sisters. They comfort each other in the despairing granary. They are selected into the machine gun group and become regular fighters together, Now sister Cao has left them. How can they not be sad or cry.

"He Wenbin... Zhang Xiaoqiang called out.

"Yes, what can I do for you..."

"Take the remains of the four soldiers back to the base and prepare for the ceremony waiting for us to come back."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the machine gunner and Cao Jie lying next to each other. He pointed to their bodies and said, "bury them together and let Wang Le make a coffin for them. They are willing to live and die together. Let's let them stay together forever."Zhang Xiaoqiang is sitting on the bumpy mountain bike and heading for the coal yard. Now it's eight hours since the zombies retreated. Instead of taking the members who have been working hard all night back to the base to rest, Zhang Xiaoqiang takes all the members to chase after the zombies.

In the morning, you can clearly see the dead corpses piled up one by one. On the road between the two hills, the corpses smashed by bullets are piled up five meters high. In the south of the abandoned car, the dead and burned corpses are also piled up one by one. Looking at the corpses transformed from human beings, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a feeling of going to hell.

Finally, a rough liquidation is made. The number of zombies who died here last night has reached more than 40000. More than half of the zombies buried here by Zhang Xiaoqiang, plus more than 10000 dead in the middle line and He Wenbin, is it more than 40000?

Although the sea of zombies was vast yesterday, Zhang Xiaoqiang believed that zombies had been badly hit. Otherwise, according to the habit of zombies, as long as they didn't die, they would go up.

For this reason, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to pursue the retreating zombies. He wanted to find out the secret hand hiding behind the scenes. Otherwise, when they wandered around outside, there would be a greater tide of corpses than yesterday. There are too many people in China. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to wait for the sea of corpses to turn several times before he finds his own trouble.

The truck piled up the sand and soil on the gentle slope formed by zombie fragments. After the truck pressed out a passable dirt road, Zhang Xiaoqiang and his people chased Zhang Lai in the ca