Chapter 306 Non-standard play
This effect can basically be said to be a critical hit with an armor-piercing belt. The people who stayed behind the wall were overjoyed. The number of zombies was already low enough to handle.
"Damn it, if only there was a cannon at this time"
"Hold on, brothers, hold on, wait until they are halfway through the jump before taking action!"
"The brothers down here are working hard. We must not go wrong with such a simple job here."
"If a zombie comes up today, I will jump off this island and die outside!"
For a moment, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers. They used huge rocks, steel beams, and firearms. They were standing high and their hands were long. The walking corpses that jumped from the other side and rushed towards the wall of the empty island fell like rain.
"How many fucking coins do you need to make to make a sacrifice? I don't even have a chance to pick the flowers, wipe."
"How long have you thought about feeling sorry for that thing?"
"Hahaha, just talking"
The standard adjective is that it was so late and so fast. In just a few minutes, almost all the zombies who attacked the wall had their dumplings dropped.
"Brothers go home!"
"Go up one by one, those closest to you go first!"
"If you still have some physical strength left, keep on holding on!"
From the beginning to the end of the last person climbing back to the wall, it took less than 15 minutes.
Chef Xu finished counting the people and said solemnly: "We have lost 6 people in total, the sickle hand is too fast."
Everyone unabashedly vented their anger on the outsiders. To a certain extent, these deaths were indeed caused by them. They knew they were in the wrong, so they didn't dare to fight back even if they were punched and kicked without any idea.
"Okay, okay," Chef Xu glared at the guy who hit him, "Who doesn't want to live? One more person can help. There are still a lot of walking dead!"
There are no injured, only dead.
Wrong
The only one who survived after being injured was the guy who said he was an assassin. This guy attracted 16 heavily armored zombies on the road. He attracted too much hatred and was targeted by a scythe hand, which almost killed him - he just beat him up. He is also the most vicious.
"Hiccup haha~" Song Cheng, who claimed to be an assassin, sat down on the ground, laughing so hard that he was out of breath. "Nima, this is the funniest battle I have ever fought, and it is also the easiest battle. Who can Mom can imagine that 40 people can defeat 400 armored zombies and still win."
Isn’t that a complete victory!
After Song Cheng finished laughing, he kicked the person next to him who was being beaten.
"Damn it, it's all your fault. I didn't even eat breakfast. My legs are so thin because of me. Get up and dig mines!"
So, a total of 11 of the group of people who were beaten went to dig in the garbage mountain. They were very conscious and worked hard, but it is not easy to be forgiven.
Lunch was a pot of chowder porridge and a square barbecue wrapped in chopped peanuts. The food was so exquisite that it was surprising.
Li Cang handed the food plate to Li Laixi, and she ate without any corners and tilted her head to look at him.
"How was it?"
"No chance!" Li Cang shook his head stubbornly, "The number of walking corpses is ridiculous, and the speed at which the surviving alien beasts become stronger can be seen with the naked eye. Such a person cannot withstand a few days at all."
He had counted the fires and smoke in only a few dozen places, and they might have been scattered over hundreds of miles. Even if they were all gathered together, they might not be able to gather a thousand people. What could they do?
You can't run away, you can't fight.
"Has no one ever found their empty island?"
"The scope of activities has been compressed like this, and there is no prayer positioning. The devil knows where the island is."
At this time, even an island the size of a toilet can save the lives of dozens of people, just find a place where the zombies can't reach and squat.
[Cang: Damn it, Lao Wang, you really deserve to be the king of being late and elegant]
Zhong Jianzhang, a legendary figure in Yanchuan No. 1 Middle School, is reported to have never walked into the school before the school bell rang in the three years of high school, and was never captured alive by the discipline, the guards, and the Political and Education Department who hated him to the bone - in this living ancestor left Yanchuan No. 1 Middle School dropped an even bigger revelation that year. This guy put a dark purple indescribable object that should have belonged to the director's wife on the door sign of the director's office.
The dean of students, he was, uh, in his prime at that time, 35 years old.
The places where the two work together cleverly intersect and are cleverly separated. This wave of people, towers and dignity is lost.
[Craftsman Master Wang: I’m running away, I’m running away, can you please stop blaming me for this? I have principles and professional ethics, and I will never betray my own people. If it weren’t for Mrs. Yang’s disdain for me. If you have wealth, you should not pursue ideas. How can I do such a disgraceful thing? 】
Well, Ning still has a reputation, it’s really the conscience of the industry!
Li Cang was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to Li Lei: "Can your body withstand it? We will definitely have to move in the next two days. This empty island is too dense to defend. We have to rush in that direction. There will be more gaps over there." Bigger, pick up some fellow Taoists by the way.”
"Well, with Miss Qiu carrying me, it'll be no problem."
"Okay!"
When Li Cang opened up about the matter, everyone fell silent.
"Brother Li, do you really want to leave?"
"Our wall here can be built higher and thicker. If you go out, you will die if you are surrounded."
"At least wait a little longer."
Most people were very conservative, and the only staunch supporters were Chef Xu, Song Cheng, and Zhang Zihao. They almost didn't even think about directly saying where Li Cang was going.
"We have to wait," Li Cang said. "If the walking zombies are still forming a larger group, I will leave. I feel that on this weird archipelago, there are walking zombies among the people brought from the jump point, and they may be better than us." Think much more.”
"Of course!"
"That's what it says!"
"Brother Li, don't be offended. It's not that I don't believe you. Who wants to die if you are alive?"
"Once we give up here, we can't come back. Food, shelter, everything will have to start all over again."
"Look again, look again!"
"Alas"
A group of people were discussing, and the "miners" on the garbage mountain over there brought back an unexpected surprise.
"This is."
"Holy crap, is this the kind of detonator you use to build roads and blow up mountains, right?"
There were two dark square boxes, and one contained detonators and pipelines.
"This must be fifteen or six kilograms. How powerful is this thing?"
Someone knowledgeable came over to take a look.
"Well, in terms of power, it's a question of whether a single stick can kill a walking corpse. However..." Zhang Qianjin glanced at Li Cang, "If there is an empty island with suitable terrain, we might be able to use this thing to blow up the island. I am definitely not able to separate myself from the zombies now. It is too big and too close, and ten boxes of explosives will be useless.”
Surprise suddenly turned into disappointment.
"Then this box of explosives is useless?"
"You can't say that. At least when you are in danger, you can rely on it to withstand a large wave of zombies."
"Ouch"
(End of chapter)