Chapter 275

Zhang Xiaoqiang is sitting on a zombie, panting and gasping. His right tail finger is still pulling out his ears and eyes. The heteromorphic zombie in front of him has been hit by bullets and his whole body is full of flesh and blood.

In the distance, several team members are still turning on the ground. Although they are farther away than Zhang Xiaoqiang, the damage they receive is several times that of Zhang Xiaoqiang. When Zhang Xiaoqiang shoots and kills the monster, they still roll on the ground. Let alone them, even other team members in the distance are also affected, and almost no one can stand on the ground, Slightly better performance is sitting on the ground, like Zhang Xiaoqiang panting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally expelled the dizzy feeling from his mind, stood up and walked towards the monster. Other members who were far away also stood up and walked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, which surrounded him.

Countless scaffolds are erected on the 15 meter high wall. The dense crowd is walking around like ants. With a sharp whistle, an orange painted crane lifts a trolley full of concrete into the air. The cantilever of the crane rotates in the air, The trolley, suspended by the steel wire rope, stands steadily on the site and leans towards the wall.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang's motorcade appeared on the horizon, the 18 meter high guard tower sent the news to the base through the high pitched loudspeaker. In an instant, all the workers cheered loudly.

All the workers didn't know what happened to the base. The combat teams were constantly transferred out, and all kinds of materials in the base were also transferred out. Although hundreds of people came into the base, they didn't know what was wrong with them. They didn't know what problems they met to make the base treat like this.

Zhang Huai'an is a competent manager. Under his seal order, the workers below didn't know that tens of thousands of zombies were coming to the base. Although he was a little frustrated, he was still able to work at ease. Now when he saw the army coming back, all the people were calm. They cheered loudly for the warriors coming home.

As before, the coffin made of steel plate was carried to the top of Guihua mountain by the well-dressed team members. All the team members followed silently with rifles on their backs. There were three coffins, one of which was only twice as big as the other. In it lay sister Cao and the shooter, whom Zhang Xiaoqiang specially asked to bury together.

This is the morning of the next day. The sun has not yet come out in the morning, and the sky is still a little hazy. In the morning wind, Zhang Xiaoqiang and several main leaders of the base walk behind the coffin bearers. Behind them are Zhang Xiaoqiang's woman and Guo Fei CHEN Ye, and then 180 fully armed fighters.

People walk quietly on the winding mountain path, and the air is filled with a touch of sadness and sadness. Zhang Xiaoqiang always has a kind of inexplicable depression when he walks in the middle of the team. Every time he doesn't want to walk on the mountain, and every time he walks, he will lose one or several fighters.

So far, the hot spring base is just three months of preparation, his team has lost 14 players, what is this concept? Zhang Xiaoqiang's initial combat team was only 11 in total.

With the sound of gunfire on the top of the mountain, the farewell ceremony of the dead team members is over. Zhang Xiaoqiang and He Wenbin walk down the mountain together. Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly inquires about some preparations for the base. This battle with the corpse tide in the neighboring county is an accident. For this accident, Zhang Xiaoqiang lost four team members and a lot of ammunition, Even the important firepower of the base, the antiaircraft machine gun, has been lost. Although the wreckage of the machine gun has been recovered, it will have to wait until it can be repaired and used, but I don't know it will have to wait until the age of a monkey.

"Sanzi, if you go down to prepare, you must increase the number of fighters to 300. All the recruited players are selected from the old people, and none of the new ones."

Sanzi nodded. According to the current scale, the combat team has been officially upgraded to the combat squadron. However, even if it is upgraded to the combat Squadron, it is still too much to face the moving corpse group of more than 100000 and 200000. For the zombie tide, everyone has no bottom. Zhang Xiaoqiang has consumed a lot of ammunition, We don't know if we have enough ammunition in reserve.

"Zhang Huai'an, you put everything else down and do your best to keep an eye on the new 638 people. They are not local people. You should be more careful. In addition, you should not let them form a group. You should break them up. You should treat them equally and don't let the old people in the base bully them."

Zhang Xiaoqiang began to explain Zhang Huai'an again. Now hundreds of outsiders are pouring into the base. Zhang Xiaoqiang is afraid that they will stir up their base into a pot of porridge, so he can only let Zhang Huai'an stare at them more. It's really no good, so he let his old colleagues supervise these outsiders with him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also has no way. This is the characteristic of China. It's difficult for foreigners to gain a firm foothold in the local area. The smaller the area, the more so. The construction workers Zhang Xiaoqiang rescued before have integrated themselves into the base. Now they have become locals, and the people from X city have become foreigners, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to turn his base into a pot of porridge because of some local things.After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at He Wenbin and said, "as soon as the team sent out in the morning comes back, let them come to see me. Now most of the zombies in that county town have been solved by us. It depends on how many zombies are left in it. If there are not many, we will empty the county town. At that time, we can't, so we will withdraw to the county town over there."

Seeing He Wenbin nodding, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped talking. He was ready to go down the mountain to count the battle losses of the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday. The base could not make ammunition now, and reloading ammunition was far away. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to be careful, otherwise, when the ammunition ran out, he could not cry.

"By the way, brother cockroach, what's the arrangement for Ding Luo, the leader of the team? Can't you just let him work on the construction site? He's a character anyway. But for his bad luck, he won't be inferior to us now. "

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head and looked at He Wenbin and said, "don't think about letting him take charge now. His prestige among those hundreds of people is higher than ours. Now we just want to guard against him."

After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought as he walked. Ding Luo was a character with great skill. I'm afraid that if he was really a coolie, it would cause dissatisfaction of the survivors' team. But it's also a difficult problem to arrange him. Thinking about Zhang Xiaoqiang, he thought that killing S-shaped zombies with a three pointed two edged knife was the same as cutting stumps.

"Let him join the combat team, don't let him fight, he doesn't mean he's a coach? Let him be the coach of cold weapons. Let him teach all the players to use cold weapons. As long as he can work with ease, he can choose ten people from the original team to form a small team in the future. "

He Wenbin nods. Zhang Xiaoqiang's method is good. He gives Ding Luo face and holds him in his hands. Even if he has different intentions, the fighters are not the ones he wants to win over. You should know that these players know something about the base. They really let them betray. They don't have the courage