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    On the three mountain positions, all kinds of messy objects are scattered everywhere, such as bullet casings buried on the surface of the soil, damaged shoes, steel helmets on their backs, and damaged guns and weapons. The three mountains are very quiet, and the zombies at the bottom of the mountain are again  Feint upwards, even if the zombies had approached halfway up the mountain, no one shot.

    The huge pile of corpses between the three mountains has turned into charred wreckage. Countless bones were burned by the flames like coal ashes. Black ashes are scattered everywhere. Except for the three mountains, there is such a black mass in a radius of ten kilometers.  The scorched black, countless zombies surged in the black ash, making it difficult to tell which is the color of the earth and which is the color of zombies, as if the three mountains have been occupied by zombies.

    "when¡­¡­"

    An empty can was thrown out of the trench, hitting the shell casings scattered outside the trench with a crisp sound, and then rolled down the hillside, hitting the crowd of zombies climbing below.

    "Everyone get up, everyone get up, food distribution"

    The hoarse and dry voice seemed to be the hoarse sound made by the rubbing of old bark. It was not loud, but it caused more people to shout.  man.

    These men all have the same appearance, with dirty and unkempt hair, dark and greasy cheeks, sunken eye sockets, and their thin bodies that are only a little stronger than skeletons.

    The men slowly moved towards the top of the mountain while supporting the earthen wall covered in black ash. They moved very slowly, almost stopping at a step, as if they would fall down and never get up again if they were a little faster.

    The staggering men struggled to climb to the top of the mountain, exhausted their last bit of strength, and fell to the ground to gasp. Beside them, stood countless steel helmets and metal ammunition boxes. These ammunition boxes were all facing the windward side.  Seeing these objects, they rummaged through them, and if they were lucky, they could find a few drops of dew that had not yet evaporated to moisten their throats.

    Zhao Deyi dragged a burlap bag and stood weakly in the center, looked at the hundreds of men around him, grabbed the bag with both hands and turned it upside down, rolled the white flour pancakes onto the oilcloth on the ground one by one, waited until all three bags were emptied,  The bread has piled up into a hill.

    The soldiers stepped forward one by one, picked up their own bread, went to the side and squatted down, tore off a small piece, put it in their mouth, moistened it with saliva, and swallowed it hard.

    Zhao Deyi, who was also holding the bread, looked at the appearance of the soldiers and secretly felt sad. Counting today, this is the 20th day they have been surrounded on the mountain. How did they survive these 20 days?  Almost no one is willing to think back, everyone present knows that if there is really a hell in the world, this is it.

    There is no shortage of food here. When helicopters deliver ammunition to them, they can always bring some big cakes. What they lack is water. The water source prepared before is enough for them to use for a month, but the fire that burned the corpses a few days ago made them consume  Plenty of water to resist high temperature baking.

    After a short time, all the soldiers present finished eating the bread in their hands and looked at their commander with fiery eyes. Zhao Deyi turned to look at his adjutant. The adjutant nodded.  Open an iron plate, pull out the rubber water pipe from the inside and connect it to the hand pump. As he pushes and pulls hard, clear water flows from the joint into the iron bucket.

    The water source is stored under the ground. Soldiers don¡¯t know how much water is under their feet. They only care about how much water they can get. There is not much water. Each person has half a cup of water. This half cup of water is their supply for the whole afternoon.  Drinking water will have to wait until tomorrow morning.

    Zhao Deyi was more anxious than the soldiers below. The soldiers had already shown a lack of cooperation and laziness. Although there was not much ammunition, the main reason was that they stayed on the hill surrounded by zombies for a long time.  They are all fighting in urgency. They face death, pain, cold, and the most terrible thirst at any time. Various reasons quickly consume the morale of the soldiers. If there is no support from the helicopter, the army may have collapsed long ago.

    There is only one way to restore the high morale of the soldiers, evacuate to a safe place, let them take a good bath and sleep well, and when they rest well, they will definitely be heroes of fine steel forging, but here  , this simple wish that cannot be simpler has become the most extravagant expectation.

    The soldiers drank their own water, helped each other up and walked towards the trenches. Only by staying there could they feel safe. On the three-mountain position, there is no absolute rear. Compared with the unobstructed hills, the trenches are more  The place they are most familiar with gives them a little peace of mind.

    Looking at the departing soldiers, Zhao Deyi sighed, and raised his binoculars to observe the other two hills. The other hills were similar to this one. During the 20-day battle, the ammunition was basically exhausted. The only thing that could resist the zombies was the steep slope.  The seventy-five degree slope does not?The outfit has a bit of a hip-hop feel to it. The disciplinary buckle on the neckline is absolutely unnecessary. A huge gold necklace hangs around the neck like a thick chain for a bulldog.  Tattered jeans, I just feel that this guy could be anything, except that he is not a soldier.

    When Gao Feng called his name, he hadn't noticed that although he was also sitting upright, his ears were wearing bluetooth high-fidelity earphones, and his whole body vibrated with a strange rhythm, causing other officers around him to look sideways.  There was a bit of impatience on the face, but no one said it, as if they were concerned about something.

    "Ai Qingshan, turn off your broken headphones!!!"

    Gao Feng couldn't bear this guy anymore, the veins on his forehead twitched like he was having a cramp, Ai Qingshan woke up after being pushed hard by the people around him, looked at the angry Gao Feng with his index finger up, and blinked his eyes  Signaling to wait a moment, he turned around and punched the guy who pushed him hard in the face. With a scream, Ai Qingshan sniffled, rubbed his fist on his chest, and turned his head to look at the man who was aiming at his forehead with innocent eyes.  Pistol, said pitifully:

    "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, Commander, don't scare me with this kind of toy, next time you tie me directly to the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun, I will be absolutely scared there"

    The faces of the other people were brilliant. Gao Gao looked at this rebellious guy with fire in his eyes, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The gun flames flashed, but he saw Ai Qingshan twisting his waist and stretching his legs with various exaggerated expressions.  Swinging in the bullet track, waiting for Gao Feng to insert the pistol with empty clips back into the holster, Ai Qingshan approached him obediently and stretched out his hand. Fifteen hot bullets were suspended in his palm like a spiral  rotate.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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