Chapter 1684

"This is the 7982 defense division. Who are you? Is the superior sent to save us? Come back, please come back, you fuckin 'tell me... Who are you... "

In a corner of a small county in Sichuan Province, a factory surrounded by mountains and cliffs is engaged in fierce fighting. Thousands of zombies are crowding together, constantly pounding the thick iron gate. The iron gate is rusty, and all kinds of steel plates are welded on it, just like layers of patches. Around the iron gate, there is an eight meter high thick wall, The wall seems to be made of ancient city bricks. Men in ragged clothes and thin faces stand on it and shoot crossbows and arrows down. The crossbows and arrows are like locusts. They plunge into the middle of the zombies. Rows of zombies fall down. More and more zombies continue to swarm in, pounding the rusty iron door.

It's like ghosts inside the factory. Except for the men and women who resist on the wall, other people are constantly strengthening the iron gate behind the wall and carrying bundles of arrows to the wall. These people are more unbearable than those who resist on the wall. Everyone's feet are flighty. Four people are struggling to carry a few ten jin arrows, gnashing their teeth, Trembling and struggling, these arrows were sent to the top.

Behind these people, there are dozens of children grinding the rusted arrows with grindstones. The arrows are cut from all kinds of steel scrap. Each arrow has its own radian and pits, which is very difficult to polish. These children, who are three years old and seven or eight years old, are numb and concentrate on polishing the arrows, The grindstone grinds their rough hands into blood bubbles, but none of the children can't bear the pain. They put the blood bubbles in their mouths, bite and suck. They allow the blood and rust powder to continue to finish the work in their hands.

Around them, several withered women were cooking something around the big pot. The pot was chaotic and smelly. With the woman stirring in the pot with a wooden spoon, pieces of chopped leather were turned over from the bottom of the pot. These leather had belts with eyes on, the skin of sofa, pistol covers, and even the uppers of labor protection shoes, It's mixed with a lot of plant stems and leaves and fiber.

In other words, no one believes that it's made for people to eat. Even dogs can't smell such things before the end of time. But here, it's the only thing that haunts those children. They are almost the same. They have big heads, thin necks, and big stomachs, but their bulging stomachs are like ribs, There are also limbs like hemp sticks, much like goblin in those fantasy games.

These children belong to the kind of serious malnutrition. It's not clear when they will die silently. They don't think how precious they are. They don't care about the fighting outside. They just stare at the big pots and show a look of wolf cubs.

Behind the child, on a heavy and dirty wooden table, there are several rusty chassis shells. A long antenna is tied to the wooden shelf with straw rope. Around the shelf, there are several solar panels to charge these antique instruments.

A tall, thin man is gnashing his teeth and yelling at the walkie talkie. His hoarse voice reveals the conversion between hope and despair. His muddy eyes are staring at the small lights that are about to go out. Once they go out, they have to wait three hours before they can start this damned radio station again.

Countless calls made his voice over the fighting battlefield outside. Just as he was about to despair and was about to turn off the radio station, two men suddenly rushed behind him. These two men were carrying huge crossbows, with thick dogleg machetes on their waists and type 54 pistols on their thighs. They were more fierce than other men.

The two men, who looked tough and skinny, rushed to the radio station and yelled at the man:

"Chief Qi, give us five bullets. That kind of thing is coming out again. We can't let it near..."

On hearing this, section chief Qi immediately threw the communicator on the table, put his elbows on the table, held his head and groaned:

"Where am I going to look for bullets? When I gave you the 14mm bullet yesterday, I said that there were only five left... Even if there were no raw materials for re loading, I had no way at all... "

Section chief Qi scratched his yellow and withered hair like a bird's nest. Because of the lack of nutrition, his hair fell down continuously and scattered on the desk.

The two Chinese characters looked at each other, but at the same time they were helpless, and then they said:

"Chief Qi, it's OK. We can still support it, but do you think it's true?"

In the face of their questioning, section chief Qi didn't know how to answer. Before, he suspected that the strange signal he received yesterday was just an illusion, but he didn't want to give up, so he insisted on calling. Now the zombies outside are raging, and the factory is extremely poor. No one knows how long he can hold on, If it had not been for the encouragement of section chief Qi with the new signal yesterday, they might have been lost in the morning."Yes, absolutely. Yesterday I received the signal from the regular army. They are still alive. They are all alive. They will come soon..."

The twisted face of chief Qi is like a ghost. He swears to the heaven and his words are incisive, which can't be questioned by others. The two Chinese characters are believed. Only chief Qi himself doesn't believe them. He just wants to delay, even for one second. They've been holding on for two years. Why don't they continue?

Suddenly, two different clouds appear in the sky, let the three people look up together, when they see the two drones, at the same time, they are dull and unable to move.

The light UAV has an oval and flat nose, and its body is slender and gorgeous. On the snow-white fuselage, the Bayi military emblem is shining in the sun. When they see the golden military emblem, their dry eyes roll out a series of tears, and several Chinese characters slowly fall to their knees on the ground of mud accumulation, regardless of the wet mud on their knees, Just looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the sound of sweat killing on the wall was completely static. Everyone looked up at the sky. Someone was too distracted with the bow and crossbow and accidentally pulled the trigger. The flying bow flew straight to the sky. At this moment, everyone's heart was raised.

When they fight in despair, the belief in their heart that supports them to the end is the support from afar. But when this moment really comes, all people can't feel the truth. They can't believe it's all true, as if it's just a beautiful dream. When the arrow is shooting into the sky, Everyone wakes up from the unreal.

The height of the plane is enough, so there is no need to worry that the crossbow can hit the plane. The men below raised their hands together and burst into unprecedented cheers. There were too many painful cries in the cheers. Everyone believed that they were really saved.

The corpses below are in chaos. A tall D2 zombie bumps an ordinary zombie from the outside. On its way forward, the corpses of countless zombies have already turned into white bones. The battle between human and Zombies has lasted for two years. After two years of desperate fighting, human beings have only one last breath, and there are not many zombies left, Most of the bones with thick joints were broken, and the white bones of some zombies were wrapped in layers of large nets.

On the top of the wall, in the dense net, there are still many dead corpses entangled. On the farther wooden platform, a refitted 14.5mm heavy machine gun's thick barrel points to the sky powerlessly. Many heavy machine guns on the platform have become rusty scrap iron, and once bright bullet cases are rusty on the platform.

D2 The zombie rushed straight towards the iron gate. After countless times of zombie impact, the iron gate had already deformed, and even the middle crack of the gate began to tilt up, just like the teeth that could not bite.

D2 When the zombie was approaching, all the people on the top of his head disappeared in an instant, and then several rockets with burning flames hit the zombie heavily, the loud noise dispersed with the smoke, and the huge fireball devoured the whole iron gate and everything around.

The UAV sent the picture of the small factory back to the monitoring center. Zhang Xiaoqiang was dressed in military uniform, with his hands behind him. He watched the crowd cheering at the plane with relish. In the previous explosion, the iron gate was also blown open, but everything at the gate was burned by the fire. Eight rockets were enough to clean up hundreds of zombies at the gate, The zombies around can't cross the sea of fire. At the edge of the fire, they are killed by the guards on the wall.

This is the third aid base today. Nuwa doesn't have much contact with those people. She just needs to make sure whether there are still living people there, and then she will use satellite sketch to feed back the information there, and Zhang Xiaoqiang will decide whether to send support.

Looking at the map, Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a daze. The situation in other parts of Sichuan was much better than he thought. In the past, it was strictly controlled by the state, and it didn't completely collapse like some marginal places. Three days ago, before the reorganization division and the base army went out to clean up the zombies at the foot of the mountain. Now, the two regiments of the reorganization division have entered the city where the zombies are almost invisible.

Judging from the low altitude aerial photos of the UAV, there are not as many zombies in this city as he imagined. Instead, he found a lot of dead bones of the zombies. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang determined one thing. The zombies themselves are constantly reducing, just like natural elimination. The zombies with poor physical conditions will be eliminated or die one day, Or become the cannon fodder of z-zombies.

Everything is as perfect as he imagined. To a certain extent, Nu Wa has entered the role she should have entered. She can put forward opinions and calculate the success rate of various events, and song kunhai has a secret door. As long as Nu Wa cooperates, the base can be regarded as carefree. Even if the new era appears again, it will not be able to leave as it was last time.

Now we have to consider how to return to Hubei base faster. Zhang Xiaoqiang can't wait for this. Just as he was thinking, Nu Wa, who had been standing beside him, suddenly said:

"We have contacted Huang Quan, the top commander of the cockroach base. He wants to communicate with you directly..."