The commander was obviously very dissatisfied with the data, but he still ordered the rear: "Fill in the vacancy on the right."

We ran all the way, maybe someone led the way in advance. They knew very well about the large number of zombies. As long as there were people fighting against zombies, they would take us to avoid them quickly.

In the middle, relatively close to the periphery, two vehicles carrying soldiers were surrounded by a large group of zombies. They kept firing at the zombies from far and near. The leading communications soldiers originally wanted to take us around.

But the commander suddenly stopped and issued an order to help us.

For a moment, although everyone was a little surprised by the commander's obvious meddling in other people's business, they still drew their swords and prepared to step forward.

"Pay attention to cooperation and combat! Minimize casualties! Protect the communications soldiers!" After saying that, the commander made a simple combat gesture and rushed forward with the crowd beside him.

I can't be familiar with similar gestures anymore. From the beginning of knowing Suotian until now, he has always used gestures to express his meaning.

We saw us step forward with our swords from afar. The soldiers who were originally guarding the car with guns stopped the nearly frenzied strafing.

From the attitude of the old man in military uniform and the reactions of these people, it can be seen that they are likely to be out for the first time.

I can't calculate how many zombies were sieging their vehicles. In short, the quantifiers I asked me to say were... a lot!

There were about a hundred soldiers in their two cars, and they were forced by the zombies so that they could not get out of the car to fight.

The main reason is that the car is completely surrounded and cannot be filled. We kill from the outside and have a way to retreat. They are trapped in a dead corner and there is no other way except to shoot.

When a group of us appeared around us, we had already attracted the attention of the walking zombies.

Some of them turned their heads to face us, and the commander had already led people into the corpse.

We almost rushed up at the same time.

The long knife feels really good!

Even if I go back with Suotian, I must take a few away.

When we were almost trying our best to deal with the tide of zombies in front of us, the captain of a certain team in the car should be shouting at the other team members: "Cover the combat squad! Be careful with the bullets! Cover the combat squad!

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For a moment, gunfire sounds were loud. Their shooting skills were not good. No one dared to aim at the zombies beside us. They could only increase firepower at the zombies around the car, which also reduced in some aspects.

The number of zombies has reduced our workload.

No matter how useful the long sword is, no matter how many elites who have performed missions, they can only be forced to retreat continuously when facing the zombie team that has defeated us.

During this period, people were constantly being knocked down by zombies.

Everyone is different from me. Although they looked unwilling to show their faces when they were bitten by their companions, they would eventually focus on the battle in front of them. I could only grit my teeth and heavy

The zombie in front of you.

At this time, there was no Suotian, no Team C, no Shen Feng, and no Xu Shu. I could only rely on the big sword in my hand to cut off the zombies in front of me one by one!

Looking at the zombie in front of me, my head flew into the air again and again, I didn't have the idea of ​​even a little fear or retreat like before. Everyone was fighting, everyone was doing their own jobs, and there was no waste!

If everyone, all people could suppress their fear and pretentiousness like these women soldiers around them, and bravely raised their swords to face the zombies, our shelter, and our homeland, how could it be lost repeatedly?

The commander was very agile and even rescued two soldiers who were almost bitten from under the zombie's mouth in the middle.

But even so, the instructions she issued were still taking us back continuously.

I could not remember how many zombies I had slashed and slaughtered, and the people around me gradually began to breathe heavily.

I was also panting, and the vest inside the uniform was completely wet.

The commander still ordered a retreat, but he was reluctant to let us evacuate to a safe area at once.

In fact, there is no safe area at all. In the current world, except for the world inside the high wall, there is no real safe place outside.

As we retreated further and further, we gradually got about one hundred meters away from the two cars.

At this moment, looking at the zombie team in front of me, I suddenly understood what the commander meant. She wanted us to be a living specimen to attract the attention of the zombies. As long as they were pulled away, the car would be fine.

When we move, the situation of zombies gathering together will also scatter because we want to chase us. In this way, we will kill two birds with one stone!

As expected, after retreating here, due to the dispersion of the zombies, our chopping pressure was obviously much easier than before.

With mutual cooperation, everyone has the time to take a breath.

The two cars in front were already starting. After a large number of zombies were lured by us, they stepped on the accelerator, knocked over the zombies in front, and drove towards the distance.

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I thought that at this time, the people on the vehicle had been saved, and the commander would order us to retreat and avoid the zombies.

Unexpectedly, she raised her hand suddenly: "Fight on the spot."

The captain of our group immediately turned to look at the commander and said, "They are almost unable to hold on!"

The commander didn't even look back: "The guards' troops are not enough to deal with these zombies. If you can't hold on if you can't hold on!"

"But..."

"I'm not discussing with you!" I looked at the commander with dissatisfaction in his tone, and suddenly I saw a little bit of Suotian's feeling from her, but in most cases, Suotian just doesn't do anything.

The leader was shouting and shouting, all of whom were bearded.

Gripping their teeth tightly, they tried hard to chop the zombies in front of them. Although they were far apart, they still needed to cut hard with one knife. The result of lighter force was that they cut half of their heads and half of them were left.

The zombie is still alive, and my physical strength is not very good. After being rescued by Suotian and the others from outside, my biggest daily workload is to hug Xiaosuotou, and I have no seriousness at all.

After lifting the big knife, the people next to me who had been trained for a long time began to pant, let alone me, almost biting my teeth and holding on.

Just when I could hardly hold on, a few people from the rear stepped forward to replace me where I was originally facing the zombies. Even the commander retreated back to the rear, and another group of people began to step forward to take over and kill the zombies.

work.

I supported the ground with a knife, bent over and tried hard to control my breathing, trying to take a few deep apneas to temporarily calm down.

As a result, the commander who had just retreated to me looked ahead and suddenly said, "What's your name?"

I was stunned for a moment, looked up and said, "Is it... asked me?"

"Who else?" The commander's eyes were still staring ahead.

He immediately stood up straight, stamped his feet left and right as they did before, and spoke, "Chen Yang!"

"Newcomer? I haven't seen you before when I joined the team exam."

"I didn't take the team entrance exam, I just arrived here today."

Hearing this, Commander turned his head and glanced at me, quickly swept up and down, and spoke: "There are still women in the supply soldier?"

"I am not a supply soldier, I came here with the highest commander of the Wuhan Shelter. I was temporarily arranged in today!"

The commander looked at the zombies in front of him from afar, and quickly swept the people in front of him, as if he was thinking about which position the person at the position was more difficult to deal with the zombies. After a while, he asked me: "

What position should I hold in the Wuhan Shelter?”

I was stunned for a moment and said, "I haven't joined the army, housewife."

The commander turned his head to look at me again. She was a not-so-old woman, at most about thirty years old. She had capable short hair and even looked beautiful. She was just too smart and had a serious face.

It feels very inaccessible.

He frowned tightly; "You don't look like a housewife."

"I have been wandering outside with my companions for a while, so I know some skills to kill zombies."

As soon as I finished answering, a large number of soldiers were killed from the other side.

It should be the 100 soldiers trapped in the car just now. They walked on the ground with guns to support us.

The commander quickly glanced at them, raised his arms suddenly, stretched out five fingers in the air, and then clenched them tightly.

I thought this was a gathering gesture, but the people on the other side quickly put away their guns, pulled out their knives and started to fight quickly with the zombies in front of them.

Although I don't understand why the gesture represents different meanings, I understand the commander's meaning. Those people are not good at shooting skills. If they march on the ground like this, the bullets are basically parallel to us. The commander is worried that they are not properly grasping the gun.

Who among people will be the sucker who is fucked by their bullets?
Chapter completed!