The sky slowly dimmed, and the sound of rain could still be heard outside. The fat man was walking in the tent at this time. When Yuan Cheng saw him, he frowned with a worried look on his face and said, "Old fat, can you stop shaking first! I was already annoyed, and you were still shaking around, like a big fat fly!"

"You are upset! I am not upset! Song Beichuan doesn't know what to do now, what should you do if you ask me to do!" The fat man said angrily.

"As soon as tomorrow dawn, we will look for it. What is the use of walking here now? Can you call him back? Don't just do these useless work! Have you checked today's post! I tell you that the people below don't know about Song Beichuan's disappearance. If you look like this, how can you command the troops to launch a counterattack if the enemy attacks!"

As a military cadre, Yuan Cheng is obviously more professional than Fatty. He understands that this matter must not be told to the soldiers below, otherwise a unit with a low morale would be like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The fat man sat on the chair and said, "Don't worry, I don't even have this awareness, and don't be in this position."

"It's good that you know, who's in his heart..." Before Yuan Cheng finished speaking, the soldiers outside hurriedly ran in and said, "It's bad that five kilometers away, an enemy attack!"

The fat man seemed to jump out of the chair and said, "I didn't go to find them, they dare to come to the door! Pass my order! The whole group is ready for battle!"

He was sighing just now, looking like he was about to die. In a blink of an eye, he was like an extremely bloodthirsty wolf, trying to tear the prey in front of him to pieces.

After many combat experiences, the fortifications of the Fatty can be described as perfect. With such a barrier, the casualties of the troops will be much smaller.

The distance of two kilometers is really nothing to the soldiers, but the other party's dispatch of troops is undoubtedly much worse than Shunchen Xiukan's military literacy, and the command officer is obviously more than one level away.

The fat man had already made preparations and immediately ordered the shooting. In the blink of an eye, he saw the enemy soldiers falling down.

The troops that came were the headquarters led by Song Chengjun. When they heard the news of Song Beichuan's unfortunate death, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep. They thought that soldiers were very fast, and they would attack them while the entire Hongyun Party was sad and they would definitely win unexpectedly.

Ideals are full, reality is skinny.

He never expected that his whereabouts had been discovered long ago, as if he had stretched out a pocket and was waiting for him to come and drill.

He also thought about defeating Song Beichuan's troops and then taking the Japanese together, but now he is in a passive state, and the combat capability of the troops has greatly decreased. In the rainy days, he was defeated by the fat man and fled everywhere.

The enemy knew it was an amateur player at a glance, and he had already developed the intention to retreat without even launching an effective attack. The fat man could see clearly in the telescope and immediately contacted Hu Yong's Silver Leopard Group and surrounded him from the rear to stop the evacuation of these people.

The fat man took out his pistol at this time and said, "Brothers! Charge with me!"

In the blink of an eye, more than 3,000 soldiers from the Hungry Wolf Group rushed out of the trenches. The shouts of killing soared into the sky seemed to shake off the clouds and evaporate the rain!

Song Chengjun never expected that the enemy would be so powerful. He could still have such powerful combat power without knowing life and death. He was immediately shocked.

Just when he heard the shouts of killing behind him, his legs were weak, holding his head with both hands, fearing that the bullet would take his life.

Suddenly, another army ran out of nowhere in front of me. Their uniforms were neatly tidied, with a piece of red cloth tied to their sleeves, and a silver-white leopard head embroidered on it.

At this time, there were pursuers in front and behind. He knew it was difficult to run out, so he surrendered with the remaining soldiers, hoping that he could exchange his life for a lifetime.

The fat man gradually followed from behind, and saw that the other party had not even resisted much, and he surrendered. He couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart and said, "You have the chance to do something raid?"

"We know our mistake, please let us go!"

"Who are you commanders!"

No one spoke, but his eyes were staring at Song Chengjun.

He also knew that there was no way to avoid it and said, "Yes, it's me."

The fat man showed his white teeth and said, "You are unlucky today! I am in a bad mood, you are in trouble."

With a stretch of his hand, he saw that the soldier next to him had great vision and handed him a hilt.

The mountain-cutting knife was covered in blood, and he could tell that it had killed many people at a glance. Song Chengjun suddenly felt weak and knelt on the ground, speaking a large string of Korean language. The translator next to him was unwilling to translate. Most of the leaders of other people were sacrificing themselves, but he wanted to lick the fat man's toes at this time.

The fat man held a knife in his hand. The war changed a lot. After seeing countless comrades sacrificed, he became cruel. If it were the case, the fat man might have spared his life, but now, there is only murderous intent in his mind.

A flash of sword light and blood splattered everywhere.

Yuan Cheng ran over at this time and said, "Fatty! How could you be so impulsive! Didn't Beichuan set rules at the beginning and not be allowed to kill prisoners!"

The fat man returned the knife to the soldier and said, "I know, but I can't help it. This guy is too hateful. It's like taking advantage of the situation to rob him. It will be a disaster sooner or later to keep him!"

At this critical moment, Yuan Cheng couldn't even delve into it. If the relationship between the two was in a tense position, it would not be a wise move and would undoubtedly be a favorable enemy.

So he chose to give in and imprison the prisoners first, and after cleaning the battlefield, he would not mention all kinds of things.

The breeze on the island blows on the face, which is also very comfortable, making the whole person feel happy.

Song Beichuan was very full and was lying on the soft beach. Looking at the moonlight rising from the sea, he didn't expect that Shunchen would reject him so quickly. He still admired this guy's talent.

"I haven't been so idle for a long time." Sunshi Hidekan suddenly said.

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "So too. Since the beginning of the catastrophe, I have been dealing with various matters, either fighting with zombies or fighting with people. I feel like I have started to lose my hair."

"It will become bald, hahaha."

"That's better than you. Even though your hair is complete, you have to shave off the hair on the top of your head."

"That was also a warrior from ancient times. In order to make his hair scattered during battles, he would not block his eyes!"

"Who cares about him? I just think it's ridiculous!" Song Beichuan wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette in his pocket had been soaked in the sea water and could only throw it aside.

"By the way Oda Ruosi, how did he do later? He is still alive?"

"I don't like that guy very much, but Hua Ling's meeting was Buer. It seemed that he and the team leader had exchanged more than a dozen machine guns. There was no way. The team that went to Huaqing Kingdom was all sacrificed, and only one survivor was left. In order to find out the truth, he could only exchange it, but it seemed that his fate was not very good later." At this point, he suddenly fell silent.

"Why is it not good? Come and listen quickly. It's really hateful to stop halfway through the words!"

"Forget it, it's not a secret now. It's still unknown whether he can escape from here alive. He was made into a transformed person. It was the scientific research result of a laboratory. These zombies don't need to sleep or rest. But they keep working, so they set up a scientific research institution. This Oda Ruoji was sent to the laboratory as a guinea pig. But I think this research must be unreliable. I guess they are dead now."

"But, isn't he your companion?" Song Beichuan said.

He sighed helplessly and said, "Comrade? There is no such relationship here. There is only a strict relationship between superiors and subordinates. Although I am glorious now, no one will remember me except my soldiers. In less than a week, my superiors will send someone to replace me. Even if I am saved, my position will be very embarrassing."

"Even if that's the case, you don't plan to hang out with me?" Song Beichuan said with a smile.

"This is a matter of principle, I will not change it. The first point of the soldier is loyal."

Song Beichuan joked: "Okay, when my people come to save me, I will leave you alone!"

"Spit out my fish! You bastard!" He raised his fist and pretended to hit Song Beichuan.

"Do you think there will be any wild beasts here?" Song Beichuan cleverly changed the topic.

"It shouldn't be possible."

"Do we both want to go up the tree to have a sleep? At least it's safer." Song Beichuan suggested.

These two people, like two older children, do whatever they say, lying on the trunk of a tree with clothes to tie their arms to the trunk, so as not to sleep soundly, turn over and fall to the ground, and they will be disabled even if they are not dead.

I lie on the trunk like this and sleep sweetly. Maybe this is the underlying gene in my body. Didn’t my ancestors tens of thousands of years ago just lie on the trees all day long?

The early morning sun passed through the leaves, awakening Song Beichuan. After a day of fatigue, he slept extremely deeply.

He stretched slightly and suddenly heard Shunchen Xiukan shouting: "Mr. Song! Look under the tree!"

Song Beichuan looked in confusion. At this moment, there were six or seven zombies surrounded by his tree.

The clothes should be the natives here. Unexpectedly, this disaster was not spared even such a small island. Looking at these zombies, I secretly glad that if I hadn't slept on the tree last night, I would have been finished by the zombies.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard and a zombie fell down.

Looking along the gunshot, he saw a familiar figure, with a big figure, a round head, and a handful of ak47 in his hand, walking towards this side.

"Fatty! I'm here!" Song Beichuan waved and shouted.

The fat man laughed and said, "I knew you were so lucky! I didn't expect to find you so easily!"

While exchanging greetings, they shot at the zombies under the tree.

Shunchen Xiu felt very uncomfortable when he watched this scene. It was not because he was about to become a prisoner, but because he envied the soldiers under Song Beichuan and his unparalleled loyalty to him.

Not long after, the zombies all over the ground died. Song Beichuan also jumped out of the tree and said, "Xiukan, hurry up and come back!"
Chapter completed!