After everyone reached an agreement, the command right naturally fell to Lin Xinghai.
He first asked Jin Tong to take two people to lock the doors of the other two fire escapes and blocked them with heavy objects.
This is very important. If the other two gates are not completely sealed, zombies will flood up, and the subsequent plans will be ruined.
In addition, he also asked all the members of Sun Tianbo's team to hand over their bullets to him.
Lin Xinghai took a count and found that the average number of bullets remaining in these people's hands was less than 20, so the 23 people added up to about 400 bullets.
Obviously, this is not enough to deal with all high-level zombies. According to Lin Xinghai's investigation, among the more than 3,000 zombies, the number of high-level zombies is as high as 800.
Especially the group of zombies that hunted down Xie Shanyong's team, the proportion of high-level zombies is particularly high.
The reason for this is entirely because Xie Shanyong and others used their bullets to kill intermediate zombies and ordinary zombies during their escape.
Now, the 400 bullets he got can only kill half of the high-level zombies, and the other half still needs to be shot by Lin Xinghai himself, but this is within his expectation.
After counting the number of bullets, Lin Xinghai selected two members from Sun Tianbo's team.
"You two will follow me later, the task is to load the bullets, no problem!" Lin Xinghai said.
"No problem." The two replied quickly.
Sun Tianbo, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but say at this time, "That... Brother Lin, to help load the bullets, it shouldn't take two people so much!"
"I use strafing mode, 10 rounds per second, and it only takes 5 seconds to empty the magazine. If you can find a member who can keep up with my shooting rhythm, you can have one person reload the bullet. "Lin Xinghai said lightly.
Sun Tianbo suddenly stopped talking, and the two members who received the task froze instantly from their relaxed expressions.
There is no automatic reloading box, they need to press the bullets into the magazine one by one, with Lin Xinghai's shooting speed, let alone two people, 20 may not be enough!
As if Lin Xinghai could see what the two were thinking, he opened his mouth and comforted, "Don't worry, I won't be shooting all the time, you can keep up with my rhythm if you move quickly."
At this time, Sun Tianbo and Xie Shanyong, under Lin Xinghai's arrangement, let their members adjust the formation.
Since none of the three teams have cooperated, some things must be made clear.
Sun Tianbo's team was on the left wing, Xie Shanyong's team was on the right wing, and Lin Xinghai, with Little Fatty and Liu Miaomiao, stood in the middle.
Of course, Liu Miaomiao's position is quite back, and almost everyone protects each other consciously or unintentionally.
Protecting doctors on the battlefield is what everyone with a little combat literacy knows what to do.
Lin Xinghai's position was slightly forward, but because he was temporarily positioned as a shooter, he did not stand at the front.
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In front of everyone is a little fat man holding a giant shield.
At this time, he was in high spirits, with a contemptuous expression on his face, and he really had the aura of being a husband and a man.
"Boss, don't worry, as long as I don't fall down, I won't let a zombie approach you." He said loudly with a death-like expression. At the same time, out of the corner of his eyes, he aimed at the crowd on both sides.
Seeing the members of the two teams, the expressions looking at him were full of admiration, and there was an indescribable pride in my heart.
And this is also a very normal thing. After all, in the eyes of the uninformed, the pressure on the front of the team is unimaginable.
Even people with defensive abilities may not dare to do so, because it is likely to attract a dozen high-level zombies to besiege.
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On Lin Xinghai's side, when the final preparations were already done, Zuo Wenyao, the top person in charge of the examination room, was in the command room, with Colonel Lu Wei, and a group of staff members, very busy.
Although their preparations were sufficient, the development of things was a bit beyond everyone's expectations.
"What do the candidates in this class do, find a safe place to hide at night, so many people can't do such a simple thing." Lu Wei kept complaining.
If this is his soldier, he will definitely give these people a devil training package that they will never forget for the rest of their lives.
"These people have good talents, and they have just become genetic optimizers within this year. It is normal that they do not have time to do such training. Next year, we will set the registration conditions a little more stringent, and this will not happen. ." Zuo Wenyao said, rubbing his eyebrows.
At this time, a person in charge of collecting intelligence hurriedly walked into the command room.
"Sir Zuo, the No. 1 seed is in crisis." The intelligence officer said anxiously.
"What's the matter? Didn't they hide it well?" Zuo Wenyao said quickly.
The No. 1 seed refers to Lin Xinghai, of course. These outstanding talents will be paid special attention to by them. Naturally, Lin Xinghai is the top priority.
And Zuo Wenyao remembered that the location of the other party's hiding place was OK and the details in all aspects were handled well.
An hour ago, when he read the routine report, the other party's hiding place was still normal, and he had successfully escaped the five corpses.
And even if it was discovered by the corpse, with Lin Xinghai's combat power swept through the same rank, it was enough to deal with it. Why did he suddenly encounter a crisis?
"One team was chased by zombies, and then they fled into the shopping mall, and the number of zombies chasing them was huge. In addition, there was a lot of movement, which attracted several groups of corpses around. According to our It is estimated that the number of zombies that will eventually besiege the mall will exceed 3,000." The intelligence officer replied succinctly.
Zuo Wenyao didn't know what to say for a while.
When Lu Wei heard it, he couldn't help but complain, "Although this kid has good strength, his face is not ordinary! With 3,000 zombies, this can be regarded as a miniature corpse tide."
After complaining, he asked, "By the way, in their shopping mall, how many people are there now?"
"There are now 47 people in total," the intelligence officer said.
"Then it's dead, send someone in advance to prepare for rescue!"
Lu Wei said, looking at Zuo Wenyao, "If he is forced to ask for help and withdraw from the assessment, with the current points, he may not be able to enter the top 10. If such a talent cannot even get a place for a special class student, then What a pity, what are you going to do?"
"Who said he was dead? With his terrifying speed, can't he run away if he can't win?" Zuo Wenyao calmed down quickly and said lightly.
After a pause, he added: "Also, even if he stays there, living and dying together with his companions, I will accept him as a direct disciple later."