Chapter 60: The zombie tide is currently busy with involution
Qiao Shasha only had one thought in her mind:
Bad dish!
There is no way such a strange coincidence can exist in the world. This is definitely an organized and premeditated encirclement.
What's the reason?
Could it be that the "population" of zombies was reduced to less than half as a stress response?
Qiao Shasha didn't even dare to think deeply about how the walkers did it, not because those things touched her blind spot of knowledge, but
If the walking zombies can grow from flesh-hungry humanoid beasts to a level similar to group intelligence in just twenty days, then if this process continues, how long will it take for them to learn more sophisticated cooperative hunting? How long does it take to control basic physiological desires? How long does it take to master the tool again? How long does it take to learn the language again?
These ideas have no reason and seem very absurd, but they just linger in Qiao Shasha’s mind——
After all, the zombie’s head is still a genuine human brain!
Then there may be such a dialogue method in the near future:
"We are clearly, at least once, human beings. Why do you call us walking zombies? I will sue you for racial discrimination! We demand equal rights!"
Qiao Shasha's face turned pale.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Cang asked.
I am conquering myself and even the entire human race.
"No." Qiao Shasha rubbed her brows feebly, "Suddenly I felt a little tired."
As the corpses advanced toward the center of the city's ruins, the originally sparse net began to shrink.
This is different from the fourth wave when they actively made noise to attract living zombies. At that time, the number of walking zombies was only 1,975. Even if most of them escaped in the end, the original number of walking zombies would never exceed 5,000. .
But now, the bustle outside is comparable to that of a train station during the Spring Festival travel season, and is only much more than the 20,000 they expected.
After shrinking to form an impenetrable ring, the walking zombies' advancing speed increased exponentially, and they could reach here in less than half an hour.
And before that.
When the three returned downstairs, they faced this scene:
"Let us in!"
"The walking corpses, the walking corpses have become a zombie tide!"
"Please, because we live in the same city, we might have been neighbors before"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to"
Li Cang was shocked. Where could there be so many people!
Except for some wooden, iron, and ancient horse-like obstacles covered with sharp thorns on the periphery of the embankment and truck circle, as far as the eye can see, everyone is a human being, and they are all survivors.
The transportation they used to escape here, including cars, motorcycles, electric cars, bicycles and skateboards, etc., blocked the back. The road was hundreds of meters long and covered with these messy things.
The hundreds of people from the "Ghost Fire Youth League" who were guarding the embankment were in a state of confusion, their weapons pointed outwards, and they made no move.
They thought that most of the survivors lived in this commercial building, but it turned out.
The number of people currently blocked outside the embankment is at least a thousand and may even reach two thousand, which is several times their number!
The putrid smell of zombies a few kilometers away lingered in their nostrils, reminding all the survivors, making them more and more agitated. Some of them had already tried to climb over obstacles such as horses and run into the building behind the embankment.
The building is in a hurry,
"Get out! If you move again, I'll be rude!"
"When I asked you to join us to deal with the walking zombies, we looked at us like we were stupid. Now you want us to protect you. Bah, go ahead and have your dream!"
"Where's your face? You guys are really awesome"
Theoretically speaking, it seems unrealistic for a few hundred people to stop one or two thousand people from doing anything, but what's ridiculous is that they were stopped.
It cannot be said that the survival philosophies of both sides are similar, but they can only be said to be completely opposite.
Many of these people have been hiding in the ruins for months and have never even faced off against a 90-year-old walking corpse. They live like mice.
Let’s talk about the Will-O-Wisp Youth League. Jian Tian’er rode a motorcycle and tried every means to torment himself and the walking corpses. Who hasn’t had a few ounces of blood spattered on their hands?
In fact, there is a gap between the two sides of a fan who rushes to the home court with an eagle - a whole cent!
How big is this?
There are so many people over there, well, there are so many people talking.
The vast majority of people did not dare to move any more, and acted out a picture of all living beings across the defensive circle:
"Why don't you tell us how many innocent people like you have died because of you?"
"That's right, you are obviously the most ruthless in searching for resources. You have tried every means to get any good things."
"What else can we do? We are just a group of old, weak, sick and defenseless ordinary people!"
"It's over. We're dead."
"We are going to die together! The zombie wave will rush up in less than 10 minutes. There are only a few hundred of you. If you leave us, will you hold your head?"
"It's too late, come with me and charge, they really dare to kill people!"
"Let us go in, we can surely hold such a high dam together!"
Although the embankment is a circle, there are other buildings on the left and right sides of the commercial building, and only the main entrance can be accessed from one direction.
As the tide of corpses approached, the crowd gathered became increasingly frightened and excited.
A particularly burly man stood out from the crowd. Compared with the disheveled people around him, his face could even be described as glowing red.
The strong man took advantage of the unpreparedness of the people above the embankment, rushed up in twos and twos, and violently pushed away the two closest people.
Then he raised his arms like a hero,
"Don't talk nonsense to them. Let's all rush together. It will be safe if we rush in!"
The crowd burst out into cheers or something, and Chosen followed.
The horses were pushed away, the barbed wire fence covered with thorns was trampled down, and the surging crowd tore a hole in the defensive circle.
The young man who was pushed away still wanted to stop him, but a group of guys with red eyes pushed and shoved him, causing him to stumble and fall down the embankment. Coincidentally, he hit the crowd outside. Pushed to the bottom of the embankment, a sharpened triangular iron was thrust through his chest.
The young man vomited a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, his pupils were dilated and his vitality was rapidly draining away, and he refused to rest in peace.
"It's over." Qiao Shasha closed her eyes in pain.
The people on the building side went crazy at that time. They rushed towards the gap with weapons such as heavy and spiked maces and sharp machetes specially made and welded to deal with the walking dead.
In an instant, the bright red color spread like an infection, and the frightened cries and howls were heartbreaking.
"Let me go in and hide. What are you doing?"
"No, no, please help"
"You will not die well!!"
(End of chapter)