As the night receded, Zhang Xiaoqiang's cheeks were blown by the morning breeze, waking him up from his light sleep. He saw Yang Ke'er and Shangguan Qiaoyun lying beside him, and a little farther away were the team members who had fought until midnight. On the muddy floor, he sat up from the oilcloth on the ground and shook his sore neck, then turned his head to look at the two team members who were standing on the edge of the cliff looking into the distance.
At this moment, the hills are filled with a thin layer of mist. In addition to the strong smell of gunpowder smoke, there is also the unique smell of corpses in the air. Fortunately, the human beings in the last days have already gotten used to this smell, and it is not strange. Strange.
The mist in the early morning was not thick, especially in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, the mist did not obstruct his sharp vision in any way, and he clearly saw the tragic scene after the explosive explosion last night.
The shape of the entire hill has been completely changed. Half of the mountain facing the direction of the zombies has collapsed, forming a huge gentle slope. On the gentle slope, the yellow soil and the boulders stained with mud are just exposed. The thin soil near the ground One of them had claws or lower legs painted yellow by the soil sticking out, while their owners couldn't move in the soil. These were the zombies that had been buried last night.
There was not a single machine gun nest left in front of the hill, and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a large slope not far from the ground where everyone slept. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked there slowly, his leather shoes creaking on the bullet casings all over the ground, and from time to time It can be seen that the ammunition box that was buried shallowly by the floating soil exposed a corner and formed sharp corners on the ground.
Standing on the big slope and looking at the deep crack below, Zhang Xiaoqiang was terrified, his personal strength seemed too small under the overturning of the earth, thinking of the earthquake last night, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally realized how much the natural power of heaven and earth is. powerful.
An ammunition chain of a Maxine heavy machine gun lay quietly in the middle of the slope. The 6.4-meter-long canvas ammunition chain was full of machine gun bullets. There are a lot of brown spots, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp eyes can see that many bullets are also stained with brown spots.
Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked down slowly and picked up the abandoned bullet chain. Looking at the bullet chain in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of Sister Cao who wanted to commit suicide last night. At that time, she seemed to be lying in his hands now. Picked up the bullet belt from the ground and carried it on his back.
Thinking of the woman he hadn't seen since midnight, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that something was wrong. He carefully checked the surroundings for clues. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang found a downward slip mark on the slope. Scratch marks dug out by his fingers, he walked slowly down along the slip marks, and the animal horn cone in his hand was continuously inserted into the soil layer on the ground to fix his figure.
The boulder halfway up the mountain appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. One side of the boulder was covered with blood. After such a long time, the blood stained on the stone had turned dark brown. In the corner of the blood-colored boulder, The body of the machine gunner was stuck in the middle, and the body of a broken Maxine machine gun lay across the body.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the corpse, he let out a sigh in his heart. It was an old team member who followed Zhang Xiaoqiang through almost all the major battles. Unexpectedly, this young machine gunner died here. He walked down slowly, hoping to get the machine gunner When the gunman's body is brought up, the soldier should be buried on the top of Osmanthus Mountain.
A plastic hairpin with white plum blossoms was inserted obliquely in the soft soil. Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped when he saw the hairpin. He recognized the hairpin. It was originally worn on the head of the deputy machine gunner. Knowing the name of the deputy machine gunner, he only knew that this woman was the team leader he personally selected, the first female team leader.
The hairpin was lying on Zhang Xiaoqiang's big hand mixed with gunpowder smoke and dirt. He looked around, hoping to find the deputy machine gunner, and finally he found the faint red on the corner of the boulder
Four corpses were lying in the open space. All the combat team members and the workers and cooks stood aside. They were silently looking at their comrades on the ground. Many of them were crying silently. It was the old team members. It was very difficult for them to become cold and stiff corpses. After all, after fighting together for such a long time, human beings will have feelings.
The two women in military uniforms were crying loudly. They were crying for Sister Cao. While crying, they wiped the blood and gunpowder smoke from Sister Cao's face with wet towels. They are good sisters, very good sisters , comforted each other in the desperate grain depot together, were selected into the machine gun team together, and became official combat members together, and now that Sister Cao left them, how could they not be sad, how could they not cry.
"He Wenbin" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly.
"Here, what are your orders"
"Send the remains of the four soldiers back to the base, prepare for the ceremony and wait."we come back. "
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the machine gunner and Sister Cao lying next to each other. He pointed to the bodies of the two and said, "Bury the two of them together and let Wang Le make a coffin that can hold two people." , they are willing to live and die together, let's let them stay together forever"
Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the bumpy off-road vehicle and headed towards the coal field. It has been eight hours since the zombies retreated. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not take the team members back to the base after a long day and midnight to rest. Instead, he took all the team members to chase the zombies behind.
In the morning, you can clearly see that the dead zombies are piled up one after another. On the road between the two hills, the corpses of the zombies smashed by bullets are piled up to a height of five meters. The ones that were burned were piece by piece. Looking at the corpses transformed from humans into zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt like he had come to hell.
Finally, after a rough calculation, the number of zombies who died here last night reached more than 40,000, and more than half of the buried zombies on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side reached more than half. Doesn't the number of people who live and die on the side happen to be more than 40,000?
Although yesterday's zombie sea was vast, Zhang Xiaoqiang believed that the zombies had already been dealt a heavy blow. Otherwise, according to the zombie's habit, as long as they were not dead, they would all pounce on them.
For this reason, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to chase the retreating zombies. He wanted to find out the black hand hiding behind the scenes, otherwise when they wandered around outside, there would be a bigger wave of zombies than yesterday. China has too many people. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to wait until the sea of ??corpses multiplied several times before making trouble for himself.
The big truck piled up the truckloads of sand and soil on the gentle slope formed by the fragments of the zombies. After the truck pressed out a passable dirt road, Zhang Xiaoqiang and his men chased Zhang Lai in the car. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com