Chapter 100 The End of the Battle

"kill!"

With the collision of the two teams, Zhou Yulong rushed to the front line with the lead, waved the sword in his hand and slashed hard! Where the long sword was swung, the zombies were completely transformed into residual limbs, invincible!

With the three evolvers as arrows, the entire team slowly advanced among the corpse groups. Behind Zhou Yulong, Zhao Laifu and the doctor were waving their weapons and harvesting the heads of zombies. The survivors in the back row also raised their bayonets in groups to kill zombies. They often took the lead and stabbed the zombies with bayonets to stop them from pounceing forward, while the two people behind kept stabbing the zombies' heads. In a short while, a large number of zombies fell under the bayonets of survivors. In fact, with human wisdom and skills, as long as they could suppress the fear in their hearts, they could still easily kill these zombies!

"Bang bang bang!"

Several consecutive gunshots came, and the corpse group in front began to be eliminated at a faster speed. Zhou Yulong looked along the source of the gunshot and found that it was his heroic scouts who replenished their ammunition after resting and returned to the front line!

"good!"

Zhou Yulong roared excitedly. With these little sharpshooters, the speed of zombies' destruction will definitely be greatly accelerated! With the addition of support, Zhou Yulong was even more motivated. He rushed into the dense corpse group three times in a row, picked up a rifle of a dead man from the ground as a long stick, swept the stick with his left hand, and slashed the knife with his right hand like a roller, and rushed out a flesh-and-blooded road among the corpse group... "Huhuhu!"

Zhou Yulong, who had passed through the corpse group, stood there panting, and looked closely and realized that he had unknowingly penetrated the entire corpse group and reached the outermost periphery of the wall! Zhao Laifu and the doctor followed his steps and rushed out! As the sun rose completely, there were few zombies wandering on the entire wall!

Zhou Yulong no longer cared about the scattered zombies, so some people would deal with these things. He walked to the edge of the wall in three or two steps and began to look down. What worries him the most now is how many zombies are left under the wall? Will they attack the wall again? But at this glance, a surprising scene appeared in front of him. Although there were a few zombies under the wall, the number of these zombies was not enough to build a corpse wall to attack the camp. In other words, they fought for more than 30 hours in this war and won!

"Haha! We won!"

When the last standing zombie was destroyed by the precise shooting skills of the Boy Scouts, the entire camp was finally caught in a jubilation. Many people squatted on the ground excitedly, crying, laughing, being crazy, or being silent! Everyone was expressing their gratitude with their own actions! And at this moment, a group of people quietly walked out of the team and came to the outermost layer of the wall. They quietly watched the crowd of people celebrating happily, and finally jumped down without hesitation!

"What's going on!" Zhou Yulong was shocked and ran quickly towards the wall. Looking down, more than a dozen survivors who had just jumped off the wall all fell to the foot of the wall with brains bursting.

"They should be all survivors bitten by zombies!" The doctor appeared silently behind Zhou Yulong, and a hint of emotion appeared on his indifferent expression. He said with a little sadness: "After killing the last zombie, they were together and discussed this decision!"

"You heard it all, why don't you stop them!" Zhou Yulong roared and grabbed the doctor's collar, dragged him hard in front of him, and cursed angrily: "Don't you have any humanity? Watch them die?"

"They are no longer saved!" The doctor broke free from Zhou Yulong's hands with a flushed face, tidied up his wrinkled collar and said, "You know that they were bitten to death by zombies! They don't want to become such a monster, so they chose to die! Apart from this path, they have no choice!"

"Yes, they have no choice!" Zhou Yulong took a step back and sat on the ground, as if he had used all his strength, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Doctor, I was too impulsive just now. I just couldn't accept it. They were fighting to survive just now, but at this moment they chose to die..." He finally knew why those survivors fell to the ground and their brains burst out... "Pick up!" The doctor showed a rare gentle expression, patted Zhou Yulong's shoulder and said: "The battle has just ended, and there are still many things that you need to deal with!"

"Yeah!" Zhou Yulong took a deep breath and stood up. In the end of the world, you can be sad about the passing of comrades or similar people, but you will never be allowed to be sad for too long! Otherwise, maybe the next person who is saddened by others will be yourself!

"Zhao Guobin!" Zhou Yulong just stood up when he saw Zhao Guobin, who was dealing with the battlefield in the distance, and shouted him loudly.

"Here's here!" Zhao Guobin ran to Zhou Yulong, wiped the sweat beads and blood on his forehead, and asked panting: "Brother Long, what's going on?" He was looking for survivors or zombies in the pile of corpses... "Let's count the casualties!" Zhou Yulong said to Zhao Guobin with a heavy expression: "How is the casualties of our official team members this time?" Every official team member who has been through battle is a treasure that is not exchanged for Zhou Yulong, but this battle is too difficult, and even he has no energy to ensure the safety of those team members.

"Two sacrificed..." Zhao Guobin's face suddenly sank. Two lines of crystal tears were left on his face with a huge scar. He said with a little choking: "In order for us to aim at the damn L-type zombie, the mosquito died together with him. After being scratched by the zombies, Xiao Wang rushed into the corpse group and used the last trace of strength to help us block the zombie attack..."

"Share and follow the changes! We have more important things to do than grief!" Zhou Yulong gently hugged Zhao Guobin, who was immersed in sentimentality. Although he said this, his own eyes turned a little red. Even though he was mentally prepared, even if his heart was extremely strong in the end of the world, Zhou Yulong's psychology still felt it was difficult to accept when he learned the death of two comrades who had fought side by side for many days! The comrades who had originally fought for survival were separated from life and death from now on! How could he not be sad! But he quickly adjusted his emotions in deep breaths. He could not sink into sadness just like this. He was the leader of the camp. He must ensure his calm mind and mentality at any time to decide the future fate of the camp! Everyone can be immersed in sadness, but he can't do it!

"Let's go, let's see the situation of the entire camp!" Zhou Yulong patted Zhao Guobin on the shoulder and took the lead in walking into the camp. Although the battle was temporarily over, his affairs were not over. First, he had to count the remaining arms and supplies in the camp. After more than 30 hours of fighting, there were probably not much ammunition in their arsenal. Secondly, he wanted to confirm how many survivors were left after this battle in the camp, and how many of these survivors were infected with the virus!
Chapter completed!