The winter in the north is extremely cold, especially at night. When the temperature drops, it can freeze to death.

Fortunately, the Daqingshan gathering area has been prepared. A steady stream of coal is transported from the coal gathering area. Almost every week, there are motorcades to and from Daqingshan gathering area to deliver coal. Sometimes, some grain and surplus cotton padded clothes are taken from Daqingshan gathering area to warm Daqingshan gathering area, It also provided better living conditions for the survivors of the two gathering places.

The towering city wall is about to collapse, but even so, there are still soldiers on patrol.

Every 20 meters, it is assumed that a searchlight, of course, is also removed from some scrapped cars and refitted. The distance of illumination is not very long, but it is enough to deal with some emergencies.

After all, the gathering place is now threatened by the gathering place of Lianfeng mountain, and the leader is not in the gathering place, so they can't help being careless.

"Hiss... Platoon leader, shall we hand over the shift soon?"

It's the middle of the night now. A platoon of soldiers on the wall is in charge of guarding. A few soldiers lean against the fire and hiss for warmth.

"Wait, the boys in the second row will delay you for more than ten minutes at least."

The platoon leader is a middle-aged man with a full face and beard. Although he is baking, his eyes are always observing the outside of the city wall.

"Hey, platoon leader, our team leader has said that the last wave of corpses has passed, and there will be no more corpses attacking in a short time." Said the younger soldier.

"What do you know?" The beard glared at the soldier.

"We are in the end now, there is no time for safety!"

The platoon leader is right. In the end, when you feel safe, it's the most dangerous time.

"I don't think it's that serious?" Muttered the young soldier, turning his eyes and looking at the bearded line.

"Hey hey, platoon leader, I think you are different from other platoon leaders. If they were, they would not know where to sleep now."

"Of course, Lao Tzu followed brother Yi all the way from Weishan Lake. Can he have the same ideological consciousness?"

The bearded platoon leader glared. When he spoke, he unconsciously put on a touch of pride.

Among the soldiers in Daqingshan gathering area, only those who followed Wang Yi all the way were able to call Wang Yi brother Yi. Others who joined later, no matter how high their official positions were, could only call Wang Yi leader.

Although both of them mean respect, it is obvious who is far away and who is near.

"Platoon leader, tell me about your coming with the leader?" Asked the young soldier hastily.

"Then tell me?"

A long line of bearded men brightened up in front of their eyes. It was also a way to pass the time for a long vigil. Talking about some of the dangers they had experienced at the beginning, it was just time to pass the time.

When the other soldiers heard this, they also came to them in a hurry. Obviously, they were very interested in those things.

The bearded platoon leader saw that all the people were coming. He coughed twice and was about to speak.

"On that day, we just hit Dingxing in Yisheng Province..."

"What's that, trough?"

Whiskers just did not say two words, has been observing the eyes outside the city wall is a flash of surprise.

"What's the matter, platoon leader?"

Several soldiers were also disappointed. Just as they were about to listen to the story, they were interrupted.

"Someone's leaning over, maybe a zombie!"

He said nervously, and compared with the other soldiers, the sense of alertness became clear immediately.

"It's just a zombie. I'll shoot him!"

One of the soldiers stood up and looked out from the side of the wall.

Sure enough, a crooked figure came running towards the wall, and now it was on the wooden bridge outside.

"It's just a zombie. Look at me."

The soldier gave a low drink, then pulled the spear behind him, thinking to quickly solve the zombie and return to the fire.

"Wait a minute."

Just then, the bearded platoon leader suddenly pressed the soldier's shoulder.

"What's the matter? Platoon leader? "

The soldiers are puzzled. It's very common for them to meet scattered zombies outside the city wall. These soldiers have been used to it for a long time, and the way to deal with it is very simple. It's just to shoot them.

"It's not right."

The bearded platoon leader shook his head suspiciously, staring at the approaching figure.

If it is a zombie, the posture of action should not be like this.

In addition to the outbreak of doomsday, zombies seem to be extremely slow because of the incomplete fusion of viruses in their bodies. But now, zombies have evolved to be more flexible than human beings. How can this posture be?

The shadow outside the city wall is not like a zombie, but like a human.