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Text Chapter 895: If you fall behind, you will be beaten

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    Zhou Chunyu nodded: "Yes, the efficient staff in my team contacted several intelligent zombies through brain waves. They also participated in our flank attack on the small group of Japanese slave zombies, but they refused  They came into contact with us. There is a group of zombies whose subordinates are very powerful. Their skills are almost exactly the same as the kung fu zombies we have seen before. They rush through the group of Japanese slave zombies like chopping melons and vegetables. According to the staff of Yi Ability  , the person responsible for commanding these kung fu zombies is a head."

    "One head? What do you mean?" Chen Wei couldn't help but interrupt.

    Guan Xin gestured: "It's just a head, a lonely head. The staff of the Performance Office said that it was a smart zombie. Its whole body was gone and only one head was left, but the brain waves of this smart zombie  It¡¯s very weird, being sober and incoherent at one time or another. But what is certain is that those kung fu zombies are indeed commanded by it, and these kung fu zombies will attack indiscriminately!¡±

    Chen Wei¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°What?! Indiscriminate attack?! Guan Xin, we must let that intelligent zombie help us. What we lack now is zombies that can attack indiscriminately!¡±

    Guan Xin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, we had a little contact with each other, but the other party disappeared again."

    Chen Wei said disappointedly: "How could this happen? Since this intelligent zombie takes the initiative to attack the Japanese slave zombies, it means that it is on the same front as us. Why can't we fight side by side?"

    Feng Haiqi comforted him: "It doesn't matter, as long as the independent fighting 'guerrilla' survivors and the zombies can help us defend the two wings. The small raiding force sent by the commander of the Japanese slave zombies was wiped out cleanly."  , it doesn¡¯t know our true and false, so it probably won¡¯t test us again. The frontal defense line under Zhaobao Mountain is still dominated by me. There are not many Kung Fu zombies under the Zhizhi with only one head left. It has a long-lasting impact on us.  A defense line of more than 20 kilometers is not of much use, so let them guerrilla on the periphery, as long as they do not wander without attacking."

    Chen Wei also knew that she was a little pushy, not long ago.  Yashan was still fighting to the death with the surrounding zombies, and now he suddenly wanted to join forces to fight against the enemy. No wonder people were wary.  She sighed gloomily: "I went to the logistics office to have a look. It seems that this battle is going to last all night. The opponent is a zombie and the zombies are not tired. We people in Yashan can't bear it. We have to find a way to let the soldiers rest in rotation.  We have to keep everyone fed and well fed.¡±

    After watching Chen Wei leave, Guan Xin and Feng Haiqi's expressions darkened at the same time. Guan Xin said hurriedly: "Dad, if the two wings of the Japanese slave zombies failed to attack, they will definitely attack our frontal defense line with all their strength."

    Feng Haiqi nodded: "I know. And this attack will be very fierce. The attacks of the Japanese Nu Zhizhi so far have actually used zombie cannon fodder to test the strength of our firepower. We have basically taken out all the money.  However, there is still room for Japanese slave zombies and intelligent zombies, especially high-level intelligent zombies. So far, there have been no casualties. Wang Lu has repeatedly emphasized before that the sole purpose of all battles against zombies is to kill intelligent zombies. And we are hot  The fighting has been lively and the shells have exploded like fireworks, but not even a single zombie of the Japanese slaves has been killed. From this aspect, our battle has failed."

    Guan Xin stared at the densely packed ships on the Jintang sea: "I think the highest-level intelligent corpse of the Japanese slaves is on that Aegis."

    Feng Haiqi nodded: "I think so too, but we don't have the appropriate tactical weapons to destroy that damn warship!"

    Feng Haiqi said one word at a time: "Tonight's defense will be the real test for us. The Japanese Nu Zhizhi will use the darkness to strike with all his strength."

    Winter nights come early, just after 5 o'clock, and the sun has already set below the sea level.

    Huang Donghua is eating a meat bun, which is really good.  The meat filling inside is almost like a big meatball, but the dough is not soft enough and solid.  Huang Donghua ate so fast that his throat was blocked and he was beating his chest desperately.  A bottle of juice was handed over from the side: "Eat slowly. If you don't get bitten to death by zombies, it would be a joke if you choke to death on the meat buns."

    Huang Donghua took a big sip of juice and then calmed down: "I used to think that even if I die, I can mutate into a zombie, so that's considered alive. But I didn't expect that the zombies in the Foot Basin Country can eat each other. I  I don¡¯t want to become a zombie and be eaten by zombies from the Foot Basin Country. That doesn¡¯t mean dying twice and suffering the consequences.¡±

    Shen Mugu patted Huang Donghua's head: "Don't worry, you won't die. The zombies from the Foot Basin Country can only come and go with these few tricks. Ever since Deputy Minister Zhou Chunyu set a trap for them, those predators no longer dare to approach the stronghold."  ¡±

    Huang Donghua finished eating the buns and licked his greasy fingers: "Didn't I say that I just left an arm of the predator? I didn't kill them."

    Shen Mugu said: "I just lost an arm."?It¡¯s enough for predators.  Have you never heard of a saying that the smarter the person, the more afraid of death?  The predator's brainwaves are extremely strong, and it is obviously very smart. It is not willing to get hurt easily, so you see, they are much more honest now, and they don't even dare to show their faces.  "

    Huang Donghua turned around and looked at the people in Yashan who were lying in the container, wrapped in sleeping bags and sleeping soundly, and whispered quietly: "I'm afraid of the Japanese slave zombies attacking at night. In movies and TV shows, when wars last until night, there will always be a sneak attack.  .Everyone is sleeping, and only a few people are on guard at each stronghold, just in case the Japanese slave zombies take advantage of the darkness to come up"

    Shen Mugu chuckled: "Silly boy, with her here, the Japanese slave zombies will sneak up on us." He stretched out his finger and pointed at the top of the container: "That Tan Ying doesn't have to sleep, her brain waves can sense us  The movements of all zombies within a range of 300 to 400 meters around the stronghold. Especially like the Predator, the stronger its brain waves are, the easier it is to be sensed by Tan Ying. This is just like holding a torch in the dark.  What kind of sneak attack is this?"

    Huang Donghua chuckled and scratched his head: "Uncle Shen, please sleep for a while. I'll do the night shift first."

    Huang Donghua was holding his gun and leaning behind the shooting hole. Suddenly he heard a noise behind him. When he looked back, he saw that Wang Bi'an had come down from the bunker at some point.

    Wang Bi'an made a silent gesture on his lips: "Aunt Tan asked me to come to sleep. I can't sleep, so I'll be on duty with you."

    Wang Bi'an and Huang Donghua were leaning behind the shooting hole, passing hot ginger soup from a thermos cup to keep themselves alert, while listening to the movements outside.

    Around the stronghold.  Surrounding the airtight local zombies, they crowded together one by one, not allowing any Japanese slave zombies to pass.  The local zombies were arranged so densely that Huang Donghua could barely see the embankment, however.  But he could hear a chewing sound.

    The Japanese slave zombies are devouring the chewing sounds of local zombies.  Slightly, but never stopping, densely packed, like spring nibbling at mulberry leaves, biting and chewing.  Swallow.

    This is Yashan¡¯s defensive mode when facing night battles.

    Human beings need to rest and get enough sleep, so when they put down their guns and sleep, the front line can only be defended by local zombies. The so-called defense means blocking the embankment.  Let the Japanese slave zombies eat you. In fact, it is not easy to eat all the zombies. It takes a lot of time to tear open the flesh and swallow the internal organs and muscles. Moreover, the Japanese slave zombies will also be full, so you have to find another one.  To "attack", local zombies use their own skin, flesh, bones and internal organs.  To stop the attack of Japanese slave zombies.

    Just because humans need to sleep.

    Huang Donghua hates zombies, both Japanese slave zombies and local zombies. However, now he feels a little sad and sad. It's unfair. It's really unfair. Even this biochemical virus is unfair. Why can Japanese slave zombies eat it?  Local zombies, local zombies don¡¯t know how to fight back?

    The more Huang Donghua thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he becomes.  Especially when I think of my parents who have turned into zombies. Sometimes I cry quietly when I miss them, but I also think that it would be nice for my parents to be immortal zombies.  But.  Now, if his parents encounter a Japanese slave zombie, they will be eaten clean by the other party without any resistance.

    Huang Donghua couldn't help but murmured softly: "When I was studying in the past, the teacher said that the flower-growing people were too ignorant to resist when the Japanese soldiers invaded. Tens of thousands of people in one county were chased by three or four Japanese soldiers. But now, everyone  They are all zombies, and there is no question of who is stupider than the other, but why do our zombies still not know how to fight back?"

    Wang Bi'an was stunned for a moment, and then said after a while: "Yes, this is a true portrayal of being beaten if you fall behind."

    ¡°You will be beaten if you fall behind?¡± Huang Donghua asked puzzledly.

    Wang Bi'an nodded: "Yes, we are lagging behind the zombies of the Foot Basin Country. During the Anti-Japanese War, we were lagging behind the Japanese soldiers. They had guns, cannons, tanks, aircraft and warships, but we could only pull the big bolt and serve as soldiers.  If you lose and run away, the common people can only run away. How can people fight against bullets with bare hands. Therefore, those who fall behind will be beaten."

    "But in the biochemical apocalypse, we have fallen behind again. Our evolution has lagged behind. The Japanese slave zombies evolved themselves through extremely dangerous nuclear radiation and gained the ability to command zombies to kill their own kind. But our intelligence  The zombies did not evolve this ability. So, we fell behind again, were beaten again, and were reduced to the point where only the enemy was killing us, and we had no power to fight back."

    Huang Donghua opened his mouth half-open and pondered for a long time: "Wang Bi'an, what you said makes sense. Yes, we are lagging behind. Alas, why can't our own zombies evolve faster?"

    Wang Bi'an couldn't laugh or cry: "If our local zombies evolve rapidly, then the two of us can't stand here chatting and talking nonsense. The zombies have already defeated us survivors and eaten them all.Because a shortcut for the evolution of intelligent zombies is to eat the flesh and blood of us humans.  "

    Ah, oh, well, it does seem like that.  Huang Donghua scratched his head, this is really contradictory.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? The mortar in the backyard fired a flare, and the flare with the small parachute emitted a pale and dazzling white, swaying down, illuminating the dense group of zombies surrounding the stronghold.

    Flares and searchlights are actually only used to comfort humans' innate fear of darkness, because only from the appearance, the Japanese slave zombies and the native zombies are all the same, both are of the yellow race, the same  Ragged clothes, the same grinning teeth, the same dehydration and rotting. If the Japanese slave zombies hadn't attacked the local zombies, they could have quietly passed through the entire defense line and landed under the cover of the local zombies.  If the intelligent corpse on Aegis was smarter, it could sneak into the village without firing a gun. At that time, the Zhaobaoshan Defense Line would become a big joke.

    Having said that, Wang Bi'an and Huang Donghua still lay down at the shooting hole, trying their best to look out, maintaining sufficient vigilance.

    With a thud, Wang Bi'an's elbow accidentally hit something "big".  He turned around and saw a very cool-looking sniper rifle.

    Wang Bianqi asked: "Where did this gun come from?"

    Huang Donghua said: "This is a domestic M99-type 12.7mm large-caliber sniper rifle. Uncle Zhou Chunyu sent it to us to snipe the zombies in the distance. Uncle Zhou said that this gun was newly provided by Chen Weigang from several navy  Found it in the ammunition depot. There are only 4 in total, and one was specially sent to our stronghold."

    Wang Bi'an stroked the sniper rifle with great interest. When he was playing CF, he was very fond of sniper rifles. Now that he touched the real thing, he couldn't put it down.  He was playing with it when he suddenly asked: "This large-caliber sniper rifle was originally an anti-armor and anti-material weapon. It is really unreasonable to appear in the navy's ammunition depot. It is almost enough for the army."

    Huang Donghua yawned: "I asked Uncle Zhou the same thing. He said that when the East China Sea Fleet was participating in the escort mission in the Gulf of Aden, it found small boats targeting Somali pirates. It was easy to accidentally injure them with naval guns and heavy machine guns. Instead, they used large-caliber guns.  Sniper rifles are the most useful, as one shot can knock out the engine, causing the pirate boat to lose power and float on the sea, so it is equipped with a small number of domestic M99-type 12.7mm large-caliber sniper rifles."

    Of course Wang Bian knew about the Flower Planter Navy going to the Gulf of Aden to prevent pirates.  When he was watching the news, he still wondered why modern warships couldn't deal with pirate sampans.  Remember when Wang Lu smiled and told him what it meant to raise a thief with self-respect?  The top warships of the five gangsters of the United Nations are all showing off their muscles in the Gulf of Aden. Is it really impossible to deal with the Somali pirates who drive large aircraft and heavy weapons, namely RPGs?  If we really want to destroy them, just pull out any warship and fire a cannon in a matter of minutes, and the world will be free of thieves.

    The problem is that after killing all the pirates, our fleet will have no chance to show off in the Gulf of Aden.  Is it easy for the Florist Navy to occupy a position in Jeddah Port and establish an overseas supply base?  That would definitely mean sitting down firmly and not moving away.

    Therefore, pirates in the Gulf of Aden cannot die, even if they are accidentally injured. The domestic m99-type 12.7 mm large-caliber sniper rifle has become the best point-kill weapon.

    Huang Donghua told Wang Bi'an that the domestic M99-type 12.7mm large-caliber sniper rifle looks cool.  In fact, it is very inconvenient to use. Even ordinary people like Yashan can shoot the bullets away even with the help of a scope.  So after the gun fired a few shots and missed the target, it was thrown aside by everyone in the stronghold.

    The two children were chatting wordlessly.  Huang Donghua suddenly rubbed his eyes: "Strange, I seemed to have seen a big zombie just now. It's so big."

    Wang Bi'an asked: "Is it from the Foot Basin Country or ours?"

    Huang Donghua hesitated and said: "It should be ours, because what I saw was its back, wrapped in a plastic sheet. It was tall and big, just like Wang Zhizhi."

    Wang Bi'an shrugged: "Maybe that zombie was a basketball player during his lifetime."

    Huang Donghua murmured: "No way, I used to watch the CBA league, and I don't remember any such tall players. If there were, I would never forget it after just one look."

    Wang Bi'an also became curious, lying on the shooting hole and looking around: "Where is it?"

    Huang Donghua pointed: "There, on the left, is the crane, yes, do you see it?"

    Wang Bi'an did indeed see a huge figure, but the light in front of his eyes went out. When another flare hit the sky, the huge figure was no longer where it was.

    "Oh, you are really tall." Wang Bi'an turned to Huang Donghua and said, "But it's not that tall people can play basketball. Their athletic ability and reaction ability?They are all important.  It's a pity that this guy is so close to the seawall and will be eaten by Japanese slave zombies soon.  "

    Huang Donghua also sighed: "What a pity."

    Wang Bi'an patted Huang Donghua's shoulder like a young adult: "Go and sleep for a while. In fact, we really don't need to be on duty. With Aunt Tan Ying's brainwave monitoring, no Japanese slave zombies can sneak up on us."

    Huang Donghua rubbed his eyes again: "I'm not tired, Wang Bi'an, I really admire you. You can become so familiar with a strange zombie so quickly. You are like an aunt. I am not used to being with a zombie."  Be intimate.¡±

    "That's right." Wang Bi'an smiled helplessly: "You know, I have superpowers, and those female zombies are naturally close to me."

    Huang Donghua thought for a while and asked cautiously: "Wang Bi'an, are you really not afraid of them? After all, they are also cannibalistic zombies. What if they suddenly attack and bite you?"

    Wang Bi'an bit his lip gently, and slowly but firmly shook his head: "No, they will not attack me. I, I can feel that they are really close to me and will protect me. They will never  It will hurt me"

    "Ah!" Huang Donghua suddenly exclaimed: "Something's wrong!"

    Wang Bi'an was startled: "I didn't lie to you, you don't have super powers, you can't experience this feeling"

    Huang Donghua interrupted Wang Bi'an: "I'm not saying there's something wrong with your powers. Wang Bi'an, look, that tall zombie seems to be a little closer to our stronghold."

    With the help of a flare, Wang Bi'an looked hard in the direction pointed by Huang Donghua. Sure enough, he saw the familiar figure from behind. This figure was so recognizable that he could be recognized at a glance even in a dense crowd of zombies. He was too tall and too strong.  .  Because he was far away just now, Wang Bi'an just thought that the zombie was taller than ordinary people. But now that he was closer, Wang Bi'an realized that the zombie was at least 1.9 meters tall, and its broad shoulders could touch the door frame of ordinary people's homes.  All stuffed.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)

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