Chapter 750

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't answer and shook his head directly. He wanted a large ship, at least a ship with a scale of tens of thousands of tons. This kind of ship is not available in small cities, and it can only be found in big cities. He didn't want to say the ultimate goal of finding a ship now. There are too many things involved in it, and it must be completed step by step.

As the fleet slowly entered the 90 mile long harbor, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the deck and looked at the river banks on both sides. When he got close to the bank, he found that zombies had become precious animals here. Except for occasionally seeing some zombies moving in hiding places, large areas of open space were full of traces left by big fish.

Most of the buildings here have been destroyed. Among the broken bricks and tiles, all kinds of living objects are displayed. Occasionally, piles of bones are scattered everywhere. If you don't look carefully, it's easy to be missed. Large areas of farmland are desolate. In the desolate fields, you can't see a trace of green.

When the ship is driving in the long harbor, it will encounter bridge after bridge in the middle of the river from time to time. The fleet passes under the bridge. The buildings along the way become rare, but the zombies begin to increase gradually. The roar of the ship's engine spreads far away in the quiet environment of the end of life.

Many wandering zombies are gradually attracted. In the face of these zombies, some militiamen are a little nervous. The rifles in their hands are deadly, but the old members and the militiamen who have experienced actual combat don't care much. The heavy firepower of the fleet is not vegetarian.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't pay too much attention to the zombies, which were not worth consuming precious ammunition. As the ship was moving further away, the sound of dumplings came from the back of the fleet, and the zombies jumped out of the river bank and fell into the water.

In the end, more and more zombies jumped into the river. The river was of different depths. Some of them were standing in the water, while others were engulfed by the water. Maybe because there were no big fish here, more and more zombies gathered around like ants. Seeing so many zombies, some people were more and more frightened, and even some old players began to be nervous, Some of them are neurotic, checking their ammunition.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took off the Bayi rifle on his back and pulled the bolt to guard the surroundings. Their sharp eyes searched on both sides of the river bank, not for ordinary zombies, but for S2 zombies who would jump.

Maybe the water and soil here is not good. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw many zombies of evolution, but not many zombies of type 2. Nevertheless, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to be careless and ordered them to be on full alert.

After staying on the broad lake for a long time and walking through the slightly narrow river, many people are not used to it. Their eyes scan the zombie team on the bank all the time.

Time went by slowly. Three hours later, there was no one speaking in the whole fleet, and the air was even more dreary. There was only the slight roar of the ship's engine, the slight splash of the water from the bottom of the ship, and the sound of the zombies falling into the river.

In this alternative depression, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't stand it any more. Even he feels that his repressed mood is gnawing at his heart, not to mention that his soldiers don't have his psychological quality. If he doesn't think of some ways, he may arrive at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and his intense taxi spirit will be gone for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the front deck and looked around. His eyes swept to a small Wharf at the bend of the river. There were a small building area there. There were only three or five buildings. Except for a three story building, the other buildings were more like warehouses. The finished products were neatly arranged behind the small buildings.

There were only seven or eight zombies scattered there. Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to stop here for a rest. After lunch, he signaled the fleet to approach the small wharf. As soon as the boat came near, huangquan rushed up first. When Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped onto the wooden wharf, he only heard a few dull shots with silencers. Seven or eight zombies fell to the ground and could not move.

Later, other ships also got on the dock. The noise of hundreds of people getting off the ship made the small dock live. When they got ashore, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that it was just a little after 11 o'clock. He had lunch here and had a rest. He could start on time at 12 noon.

The feeling of sitting on the boat is different from that of standing on the shore. The militia felt fresh when they were sitting on the boat at the beginning. After a long time, they felt depressed. Besides, there were cannibal zombies jumping into the river on both sides. They had no sense of security in the middle of the river. When something happened, they had no other way but to jump into the river. Instead, they went ashore and regained their self-confidence, They began to talk and laugh.

Yang Ke'er and Zhang Xiaoqiang also went ashore, stretching their arms and legs, moving their bodies. Shangguan Qiaoyun lazily stood beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and looked at the houses in the distance. Yuan Yi was carrying a big bag and preparing lunch for several people.

After hearing a few more door breaking sounds, the doors of each room were smashed open. The team members took shields and rushed in according to the fixed routine to clean up the possible zombies. Soon, the team members rushed out with their noses covered.

Then the smell rushed out of the warehouse, and the people attached dodged one after another. One of the team members seemed to enjoy the smell, so he bowed his head and rushed in. After a while, he rushed out with a handful of white things and offered his treasure to Zhang Xiaoqiang.Zhang Xiaoqiang around a few women can not stand, first step to avoid, Zhang Xiaoqiang resist the impulse to cover his nose, frowning at a face excited uncle Yun.

"Brother cockroach... It's all... It's all... It's all... It's a good thing. You can rely on it to grow vegetables in the future."

When Uncle Yun handed something like salt crystal to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyelid, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered where he had smelled the smell of things.

"Is this fertilizer?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang remembers smelling this smell in his grandmother's house when he was a child. It was packed in big bags and stacked in the dark corner.

"This is urea, also known as nitrogen fertilizer."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang turns around and leaves uncle Yun far away. It's useful, but Zhang Xiaoqiang can't use it for the time being. The vegetable fields in the camp are all made of human fat. People will urinate. Can you still use these synthetic urea?

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Huang Quan to make a mark on the map. When he got through the channel, he asked the other side of the base to stop by for loading and unloading. He and his team hid in the woods and began to have lunch.

After lunch, the team members began to have a short rest. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the map in front of him and frowned. According to the map, the shipyard is located in the center of the city, which is also the most densely populated area. It is very difficult to attack the shipyard. Besides, there are many workers in the shipyard, and the terrain is complex, so it is impossible to solve tens of thousands of zombies in a short time, Once time goes by, more zombies will come, which will hinder the operation even more.

At 12 noon, the team members all recovered their morale, and they were no longer as dull as they were just now. They sat on the boat pointing at the zombies on the shore. What's the commentator? Zhang Xiaoqiang sat beside the anti-aircraft machine gun on the front deck, with a sun umbrella beside him, Squinting, leaning on the back of the chair, enjoying the river breeze·····

When the Yangtze River Estuary appeared in front of people's eyes, many people took a long breath. It's the end of October now. The weather of autumn tigers can kill people. The troop carriers of the fleet have no shelter. The members of the team and the militia can only endure in the hot sun. They even have no mood to worry about zombies.

The only way to relieve heatstroke is to throw a bucket into the river, fill it with a bucket full of water and pour it from the beginning. Hundreds of people have only a few wooden buckets. In the hours after lunch, Zhang Xiaoqiang found the exit by listening to the sound of water behind him.

Seeing the exit, Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief. When he got to the big river, the river was wide and not as sultry as here. At least it was a little bit of river breeze. At the same time, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew clearly that the search for a boat officially began