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Seeing the shoulder of the zombie, the sharp blade exploded with a burst of sparks. It cut two inches and then stopped. Seeing the zombie rushing over, the soldier hurriedly retreated. The new weapon is true, but it must be equipped with enough power, otherwise it will not be able to cut it. Zombie arms.
When his back hit the wall, the soldier just wanted to get up in the small alley, and suddenly the souls of the dead came out. The zombie's extremely sharp claws had already reached his eyes, and after a long battle, he no longer had the strength to split the rock-solid body of the zombie .
"I didn't expect to die today!"
After the outbreak of zombies, the soldier knew that he would not live long, and that every day he lived would be a day of profit. He also knew that his own strength was low, and in this troubled world, he would not live long, but knowing it did not mean that he did not want to live. As his strength improved day by day, he thought he could live a little longer, at least longer than before, but the reality was cruel.
boom-
The right arm of the rushing zombie exploded, splashing out a few drops of minced meat, and a hole the size of an egg appeared at the place where the shoulder and arm were connected. Zombies don't have pain-sensing nerves, so they don't feel pain. After landing, they jump up immediately, and the gunshots rang out again.
boom!
This time, there was a hole the size of an egg in the leg. The zombie lost his balance, fell to the ground, and struggled frantically, but with a broken leg, he couldn't get up.
The soldier was stunned for a moment, and ecstasy filled his heart. He bowed to a building in the east, then picked up the machete and cut off the remaining half of the zombie's arms and thighs, and then went back with the still struggling zombie.
After four hours of fighting, I already knew for the time being that there was a sniper who appeared and disappeared on the battlefield, and saved many people at critical moments. Extinguish the idea that he will save himself, at least he is a little soldier, and he is just an inconspicuous one among many evolutionaries. In his past, the people Liu Weian wants to save must be those who protrude, or those who are safe. The core members of the team.
When he was rescued, the latest thing that surged in his heart was not the joy of regaining a new life, but the sense of recognition that Liu Wei'an valued him. After handing over the corpse to the counting officer, he returned to his own team, not daring to take any risks.
The squad let out a cheer. You get 1 point for killing a zombie, and you get 5 points for bringing back a living zombie. The points are linked to food. The higher the points, the more food you get. Every 10 people is a team, individual or 50% of the points, and the remaining half of the team members share. This team is relatively weak. When I saw the soldier leaving the team, I thought I was going to change members, but I didn't think that the soldier not only came back safely, but also brought back a living zombie. How can I not be overjoyed.
"Catch alive, try to catch alive. While ensuring your own comfort, try to catch alive." Lin Zhonghu's voice without the slightest emotion spread throughout the battlefield.
Ever since they knew that the corpses of zombies were related to genetic potions, Team Ping An had the habit of collecting corpses. With Mr. Liu joining in, the requirements for zombies became alive. Difficulties have increased, but efforts must also be made.
Living zombies represent food. Without food, it would be futile to kill as many zombies as possible, so even though it was difficult, it had to be done.
Every minute and every second, zombies fell and soldiers died. Liu Wei'an looked at the audience, but he was not a bee among the more than 7,000 soldiers, so he couldn't take care of so many. The sniper rifle has never stopped since it sounded. Basically, he doesn't need to worry too much about the people in the Pingan team. They already have a wealth of experience in dealing with zombies and cooperate closely with each other. As long as they don't encounter powerful monsters such as ogres , death rarely occurs.
The three major groups are different. They are still accustomed to fighting alone, and they also have teamwork, but that kind of cooperation is more like a gang than a team.
In addition, the overall strength is weaker than that of the zombies. If it weren't for the existence of the sniper Liu Weian, the casualties of the three major groups would have at least doubled. Even so, the death toll would have reached 500 in one morning.
"The third team retreats to rest, and the fourth team makes up." You Mengshou's raw voice spread throughout the audience. All the members of the third brigade left the battlefield with expressions of relief as before, and the fourth brigade, which had already been prepared, rushed forward to fill in the gap.
The so-called rest is mainly to retreat to eat and replenish energy. The overall physical fitness of the three major groups is too poor. This kind of high-intensity combat can only last for an hour and a half, but You Mengshou dare not let their physical strength be completely exhausted, otherwise it will be very troublesome to recover, so every hour, you have to Have them come back and rest for 10-15 minutes.
More than 7,000 people are divided into two parts, so there is no need to worry about shortage of manpower.
Although the fighting time was very short, the personnel of the three major groups still had opinions, because the casualties were too great, but after Lin Zhonghu unceremoniously chopped off the heads of those who had opinions, the remaining people who had opinions chose to keep it. , and later, after seeing that the Ping An team's headquarters did not rest from beginning to end, the three major groups fell silent.
Liu Wei'an didn't treat the people in the headquarters any special, and treated them well enough.
In fact, many people don't know that the zombies they face are basically weak, and all the powerful zombies have been eliminated, such as elephants, power kings, metal men, werewolves, Hercules... these people with extraordinary power Entered the depths of the zombies at the beginning of the battle, and specifically selected those high-level zombies to kill.
Although there are still many caught fish, compared to normal times, the three major groups are already very lucky.
The gene potion is indeed miraculous. After taking it, Mr. Liu's ability has been greatly improved. Since the beginning of the war, he has also entered the working state. The living zombies are constantly being transported back, and he keeps giving birth to potatoes. His usual limit is 200, but Now one morning has passed, he has given birth to 300 potatoes, and he still doesn't feel tired. This is undoubtedly a very happy thing.
There are more than 10,000 people in the three major groups, and there are about 7,000 old, weak, sick, disabled, women, and children left. This is a huge number. Every day, even if one person has a bowl of clear water porridge, it will consume a lot of food. Naturally, Liu Weian is unwilling to provide food. Except for children under the age of 14, they don't have to do anything, and everyone else has to work.
If you can't go to the battlefield, you will dare to do logistics, will you sweep the floor, will you be able to cook, will you be able to light a fire... Some people who rely on the elderly think that they are over 65 years old and are already retired, so they should not be treated like this.
"I have worked hard for the country all my life, and I have made so many contributions. You actually represent the government, so you should support me." A white-haired old man said with a domineering aura.
"Didn't the government give you subsidies and pensions? These are enough to support you." Liu Weian, who just came back, saw this scene and was not angry, but rather amused. These people don't know whether their thinking is rigid or they are unwilling to face reality. At this time, they still say such things.
But he didn't notice that what they said was right, he didn't regard himself as the government.
"You, you, you...as a Taoist master, how could you say such irresponsible words?" The old man trembled angrily. At this time, what you want is food, what you want is food, what do you want pensions for, no matter how much money you have, if you don’t have food, you will starve to death.
"If you want to eat, you have to work. If you don't work, you are not allowed to eat." Liu Wei'an left after leaving a word. He was very busy.
"I want to complain to you. You, a government official, say such things. You are not an official at all. You are a bandit." The old man was very angry.
"Tell you, since the outbreak of the Zombie Rebellion, the government has abandoned this place, and the entire Tianfeng Province cannot see the shadow of the army. I can live by saving myself, and you are the same. If you want to wait for the government's relief, then wait Go ahead, but in my territory, there is no relief. Remember, the land under your feet is my territory. If you have any objections, you can leave and go to other places to wait for government relief. I will never Stop it." Liu Weian stopped abruptly and said coldly.
The icy breath was like a cold current, and everyone felt the body cold. The old man who was the first to bear the brunt turned pale, and he was speechless immediately, and he didn't dare to speak again. He had a premonition that if the dispute continued, it would be something There is no food, but he will be kicked out. From Liu Weian's expressionless eyes, he has every reason to believe that Liu Weian can do such a thing.
Liu Wei'an came back to see Mr. Liu, and he couldn't worry about him. Mr. Liu's strap is food, and anyone can have problems, but he can't have problems here. If there is a problem with the food, the three major groups will rebel. Although the army is powerful, but the number is too small, and the main force has not yet arrived, so there must be no trouble during this period, otherwise all efforts will be in vain.
Taking turns to eat may not be meaningless. It's definitely not enough to eat all at once, but it's barely enough to divide into groups and each person can drink two bowls of meat porridge mixed with potatoes, whether it's porridge or soup.
The people of the three major groups have already felt the health benefits of this unpalatable broth. Although they still had a bitter face when they drank it, they did not dare to waste a drop.
Liu Wei'an was lying when he said that there was no more meat. No matter what time it was, he would keep a hand for himself, but it was true that there was not much meat, so he could only cook it with potatoes.
Seeing that Mr. Liu's complexion was ruddy and nothing abnormal, Liu Weian was relieved, and without disturbing Mr. Liu, he quietly left the room and went outside. He saw that all the people were working. Honestly, he smiled lightly while cleaning up the excrement left by the previous person.
People can't get used to it. Mr. Liu was too kind to these people before, so he dared to lose his temper on some occasions.