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City in Danger Chapter 256 Every second counts (2)

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    Everyone who fled to Yangshan Port from Jianghai or Yongzhou was not afraid of monsters.  Many of them have witnessed their family members or friends die at the mouth of monsters, and have also watched their companions turn into monsters.  Even if not, most of them have heard the veterans describe the scene when Jianghai collapsed - the position was crushed by monsters one after another, and hundreds of people were eaten alive.  The overwhelming dark red color has appeared in their nightmares countless times. It is a nightmare that almost everyone must face every night.  This makes it impossible for them to muster the courage to face the monster.  Even though there are just over a hundred of them, not even one of them is over thirty meters tall.  Ninety percent of the people fired the first shot outside the effective range. Some people were so nervous that they squeezed the trigger so hard that they didn't even notice that the bullets were gone. More people poured bullets at them desperately, trying to kill them.  Kill them from a safe distance.  For them, the safe distance is as far away as possible.  This is different from being on an island. Isolated by tens of kilometers of sea, those monsters seem to become nothing, just demons that must visit in dreams every night.  They will make you wake up screaming in the boundless darkness, bringing you a cold sweat, neurasthenia and complaints from your companions, but they will not cause substantial harm.  On the island, what is more frightening is hunger.  Every day, people die of hunger. The trolleys used by the Sheriff's Department to carry corpses pass through the middle of the road dozens of times every day, which makes everyone think of themselves intuitively.  When will I fall?  ?A week, a month, or a year?  No one dared to think further.  Because they all know how many people there are on the island and how much food there is.  There is no escape from death.  Even those soldiers who have sufficient security for the time being are not immune to this extremely pessimistic thinking.  When the headquarters and the Sheriff¡¯s Department came to solicit volunteers with news of victory, this fear caused people to rush to the registration point.  Get back the food!  The slogan of the Publicity Department is very simple.  In the leaflet sent to everyone, the detailed goal is also very simple: to recapture Wusong Port and transport back enough food and weapons for the entire island before those giant sea beasts arrive again.  When they were divided into more and more detailed groups based on their pre-apocalyptic skills, their goals became more fragmented and more specific: responsible for cleaning waterways and piloting, responsible for cleaning port areas and cargo yards, and responsible for handling and loading.  Responsible for repairing the cranes at the port and responsible for lifting, responsible for repairing the vehicles at the port and responsible for allocating dispatch vehicles, responsible for cleaning the roads and maintaining order Everyone can only see the tasks of their own group.  This actually makes them feel at ease, because they know that the entire task has been broken down into countless small steps. While they are busy with their own things, there must be another group responsible for other things.  And this is the life they have long been accustomed to before the end.  They know that there will be many unexpected surprises in each link.  For example, the two freighters that collided, or the workers who fell into the sea and turned into monsters, or the ship that was supposed to arrive at the port first was mistakenly pushed to the back by the pilot. But this is the normal rhythm of life before the end of the world.  There will be problems of one kind or another, and there will always be people who come up with solutions. The results of everyone's work will eventually come together to achieve the simple and direct goal: to regain food!  But they never thought that they would face those man-eating monsters again.  The people who had landed on the pier were panicking.  "Ceasefire! Ceasefire!" An officer angrily kicked the soldiers' butts one by one.  He is a veteran from Jianghai.  After two major routs, all comrades and relatives died in the chaos.  Fear carved a deeper mark on his heart than anyone else's.  But the poor performance of these recruits made him angry, and he had already forgotten his fear.  ¡°Everyone cease fire!¡± he shouted loudly.  "Bullets can only cause damage to them within fifty meters! Did Dutama forget? Cease fire! Cease fire!" With the efforts of him and other officers, the gunfire finally stopped gradually, but more soldiers were  Because the bullets in the magazine were exhausted.  Some people began to want to escape. The officers held their guns in their hands and stared at them eagerly, not concealing their intention to kill whoever ran first.  Only the mortar team was still working hard. After the initial panic, their accuracy was finally recovered. Monsters were blown to pieces by the roaring shells while running.  With the joint efforts of the team, the incoming monster reached the limit of the recruits' escape.Finally, they all fell into the mud.  "Keep working!" Fang Pusheng's hanging heart finally fell, and he stood on the top of the crane cab and shouted loudly.  "All the monsters have been eliminated! They are no match for us! Our progress is already an hour behind schedule, please run!" After the sound of cannons and gunfire stopped completely, the crowd at the port finally gradually returned to calm.  Start taking action according to the tasks assigned in advance.  But two hours have passed since the first ship landed, and the abandoned containers piled up in the cargo yard and port area are still piled up, and only less than a quarter of them have been cleared.  The two colliding ships blocked an entire berth. The truck cranes, forklifts and car mechanics who were supposed to be the first to land were pushed back by pilots who were new to the business, and it was impossible to land for a while.  Fang Pusheng was so angry that he had a stomach ache due to the endless situations. If Bai Bohuan hadn't taken the initiative to take over those troublesome tasks, he would have brandished a pistol and started killing people.  "Too slow! Too slow!" He kept pacing back and forth on the spot, a strong sense of tension and uneasiness enveloped him, making him unable to feel at ease for a moment.  After they set off, another group of boats will be sent around Daishan Island to burn the corpses soaked in the seawater. Scientists believe that burning them before they rot and emit a smell will help the corpses to attract distant whales.  Attracting them can at least slow down the process and greatly extend the time the fleet can sail freely between the mainland and the island.  But Fang Pusheng had strong doubts about this. In the scene Zhang Siping described to him, the blood they shed almost turned the entire seaway red.  It is said that sharks can smell the faint smell of blood several kilometers away, and Fang Pusheng is worried that the mutant whales will have a stronger sense of smell.  From time to time, he contacted the speedboats sent out to sea and asked them if they had seen any signs of the arrival of whales.  "The truck crane and forklift are ashore, and the repairmen are in place." Bai Bohuan walked over quickly and said.  "Great!" Fang Pusheng twisted his hands together subconsciously.  "Ask them to go to the support yard immediately and check those heavy trucks immediately! Has the reconnaissance team set off? When will the convoy be in place?" "I don't know." Bai Bohuan shook his head.  "According to the schedule, they should have set off for an hour. No matter how slow they are, the first batch of trucks must be repaired at eleven o'clock." "You should take care of this matter yourself!" Fang Pusheng said loudly.  "What's wrong?" Bai Bohuan, who was standing opposite him, suddenly became distracted, which made him ask strangely.  Bai Bohuan slowly raised his hand, and heavy footsteps came from behind him. Fang Pusheng turned his head and saw what he least wanted to see.  A huge mutant cow.  Its size has surpassed the buildings around it, which made it clearly visible to everyone in the port.  Not far behind it is another even bigger mutated animal.  Their huge bodies prevent them from moving quickly, but with every step they take, the distance between them and the port is shortened by more than ten meters.  "Oh my God!" All people's movements stopped, and despair began to spread again.  "Where's the navy? Where's the tank?" Fang Pusheng shouted hysterically.  "Let them fire immediately! Immediately!" (To be continued)
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