Chapter 609

The call of their respective captains rang out behind the militiamen. Some people hesitated to look behind them, while others were red eyed. They ignored the orders behind them and fought and rushed hard.

At this moment, dozens of figures rushed out from behind, past the hesitant militia, and rushed to the front line of facing the zombies. The zombies were quickly placed like straw, three or five times back and forth, and there were no more than 100 zombies left. Without their opponents, the envious ones could not find the target and threw away their weapons, Sitting on the ground, panting crazily, they found that they couldn't lift a little bit of strength.

The members who rush up are Huang Quan's instructions. The purpose of training has been achieved. The physical strength of the militiamen has reached their limit. Maybe the next moment, they will never be able to wield their swords and shields again. Huang Quan doesn't want to wear out these future soldiers.

"Damn... Stand up for me and take your weapons. How can I teach you to withdraw when you hear the dispersion, and you fools don't listen at all?"

The leader of the militiamen rushed over and kicked every militiamen sitting on the ground. Some people got up and punched the leader. They were often knocked to the ground with a butt of a gun by the leader, and then dragged to the rear of the motorcade like a dead dog.

The militiamen came back to the side of the motorcade one after another, and were ordered to take off their clothes for examination. As long as there were wounds on their bodies, they were all rushed to one side. At the thought of the captain's words, these people turned pale, and in despair they were waiting for their end.

Fortunately, these guys were all injured in their left arms. When they were cutting, their shield swung too hard, and the buttons in the lining cut their flesh. After 45 minutes, these guys were allowed to return to the team again, which made them experience the feeling from hell to heaven.

"Boy, OK, still alive."

Liu Biao, who returned to the team, was very happy to see that Chi Yong was also in the injured team. He went over and slapped Chi Yong on the shoulder to show his favor.

"Ha ha, you're not either. I don't think they want us to die. If they didn't rush up at last, I'd be dead in it."

Chi Yong looked back at the team members with lingering fear, and mended the knife for the undead zombies in the corpses.

"Malegobi, me too. I can't use my strength at the end. However, those guys are really fierce when they kill. They work in groups of two, one for blocking and one for chopping. It takes only one knife to kill that thing. It takes less than ten minutes for 30 people to kill more than half of them. What's more, we can't even lift the knife?"

Liu Biao was very surprised at the performance of the official team members. He was originally a brave and fierce man. He learned some Kung Fu when he was a child. So many years have not broken, did not expect those players to kill up to N times more than him.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, we can have such a day."

Chi Yong looks at the dead bodies that are piled up and waiting to be burned. His heart is burning. He finds what he really wants in the battle, which is fighting until he dies in the battle.

"Ha, I can really be your brother. I'm thirty-five. You'll call me brother later. We two brothers will kill him to make a difference."

Liu Biao is very happy. Chi Yong is very pleased with his appetite and his younger brother.

"He killed all the people who killed this dog. We tried our best in front of him. He lay on the ground and pretended to be dead."

"Yes, don't sign up for fear of death at the beginning. If you don't mention it, you almost hurt us and beat him to death."

There was a lot of noise around them, which attracted their attention, They turned around and saw the guy who had been nearly cut with a knife holding his head and shrinking to the ground to be beaten by those people.

Huang Quan separated the crowd and went to the militiamen who held his head and groaned. When others saw Huang Quan with a face of killing, they flashed aside.

"Ka ········" m1911a1 opens the insurance, and the black muzzle points to the man holding his head and groaning on the ground.

The man held his head and let others beat him. He didn't care. The fight just now scared him. Today, he was scared twice. Anyway, he didn't dare to work hard. As long as he didn't die, he could do anything, even if he was beaten half to death.

The rain like fists and feet suddenly dispersed. The man was surprised. He looked up and saw the black muzzle of his gun. As soon as he asked for mercy, he heard a roar in his ear. He had no intuition.

As the scene calms down, the militiamen are silently watching the corpses still being drawn out at the foot of the yellow spring in the middle of the open space. The scarlet blood becomes a blood ditch at the foot of the yellow spring, and the winding blood ditch slowly extends and flows.

"Reward those who kill the enemy, and kill those who fear the enemy."

Huang Quan only said eight words, with the corpse at his feet, eight words, words startling."Today, those who have killed zombies will be allocated 20% of their daily necessities, and those who have been injured will be given 50% more. Remember, as long as you kill the enemy, you will live better than anyone else."

Huang Quan didn't say much. He knew that the most realistic thing for human beings today is to use blood and visible benefits to make them fearless of life and death.

"Oh

The militiamen cheered in unison. Liu Biao was the loudest. He didn't feel frightened in vain because he had 50% more materials than others.

The iron gate of the warehouse was pushed open. In the wide warehouse, all kinds of cement and building materials piled up like mountains. Trucks drove into the warehouse. The militia put down their swords and shields and sweated with all kinds of building materials.

Outside the warehouse, dozens of team members, armed with knives, shields and sniper crossbows, quietly sweep the zombies in zhenzikou. All kinds of civilian materials and luxury goods are loaded on tricycles and pushed to trucks for loading. Some militia are looking at the boxes of tobacco, greedy.

Lu Xiaobu was so generous that he scattered a cigarette on the spot and gave each militiamen three or five packs of cigarettes. With cigarettes that he had not seen for a long time in his mouth, the militiamen worked harder and had practical benefits. Some people began to plan for the future.

LV Xiaobu smiles and looks at the cart slowly filling up. Beside him, Huang Quan observes the movement of the town with a telescope. Not far away from them, the smoke of zombies rises into the sky.

There is nothing wrong with the town in the telescope. There are fewer zombies on the street. Most of the shops on both sides of the road are dilapidated. You can see the reservoir site along the road. The reservoir is built between the two mountains. The river is blocked by the closed walls on both sides, leaving a narrow gap. The water becomes turbulent, and the white waves roll in the river, Yellow brown sediment mixed in the current rushed downstream.

Then, on the hillside near the construction site, Huang Quan saw a group of buildings. The buildings were old-fashioned brick houses, the walls were covered with green moss, and the climbing tigers on the roof were lush.

Seeing the brick house, huangquan came to the conclusion that there was no water shortage and the vegetation was in good condition. After seeing the brick house, huangquan was ready to look away. A thick black smoke rose from behind the brick house.

"Lao Lu, look over there."

Huang Quan handed the telescope to LV Xiaobu, pointing to the hillside opposite the town