Anning Village is still quiet and peaceful. Children are playing in the yard. The woman feeding chickens holds a handful of chicken food in her hand and sprinkles it into the chicken coop. Now that the number of people is increasing, it is impossible for the food to be tight, and this burden naturally falls on Zhang Shouren.

In the smoke-covered conference room, Song Beichuan was discussing with him how to solve the problem of food. Now the surplus grain in Anning Village is less than half of the original one, which is obviously not good news.

"I think troops should be sent to the city and surrounding districts and counties to conduct a search at one time. For example, instant noodles with a long shelf life, you should bring some more foods back."

Just as Song Beichuan was about to say something, the walkie-talkie that had been on was suddenly heard.

He stretched out his index finger at Zhang Shouren and signaled to continue talking later.

He listened attentively to the words coming from the intercom, and heard a sudden gunshot, and Song Beichuan's heart hangs with the sound.

"What happened there?"

"We have been attacked by a large-scale zombie! Now we are trapped on the rooftop of a building, asking for support, asking for support!"

Song Beichuan was such a shrewd person, and he had already predicted that the zombies with green crystals on the skin would probably have woken up. He held the walkie-talkie in his hand and couldn't help but use some strength.

"Don't panic, I'll send someone to rescue you now! Please report your specific location!"

The other end suddenly paused for a moment, obviously looking for the iconic building that could be seen around. In a short while, he said: "We are about 700 meters east of the railway station."

"You hold on, save bullets, and don't make unnecessary sacrifices!" The only thing Song Beichuan can do now is this useless comfort.

At this time, the zombies running towards the rooftop were significantly reduced, and the fat guys could breathe a sigh of relief.

The soldiers on both sides found two large iron buckets from the rooftop and blocked them at the door, which made the fat man feel more at ease.

He shook his head and cursed, "It's so bad that he's so bad. He finally took a breath. Why did these zombies live again without any signs!"

At this time, a soldier next to him suddenly screamed.

When the fat man heard this, he was already furious. He was shocked and became even more angry, and scolded: "What are you calling out wherever you are! What do you want?"

The soldier pointed to the rooftop and stammered: "Regiment...Captain...you quickly...look down below!"

The fat man turned his head and planned to look at what could be seen. He originally planned to scold the boy, but when he saw what was happening below, he forced himself to hold back the sentence.

I saw that there were wandering zombies below, densely packed, countless, and their swaying bodies were terrifying. Standing on the twenty-eight-story building, you could even hear their disgusting gasps from their throats.

The fat man swallowed and said, "How can we rush out this damn?"

However, after saying this, he took out a grenade from his waist, pulled off the pull ring, and threw it down the 28th floor.

A few seconds later, the grenade that fell to the ground exploded.

Four or five corpses were blown up, and the zombies began to get angry again when they heard the explosion, but they couldn't find the target. They were like a group of headless flies, swaying around and acting strangely.

After throwing the grenade, the fat man felt much better. He took the walkie-talkie from the correspondent and said, "Someone please answer! Someone please answer!"

"I am Song Beichuan, how is the situation there?"

The fat man sighed and said, "It's not very good."

When Song Beichuan heard the fat man's sigh, he felt that things might be worse than he thought. Fat man was not a person who would easily show weakness in front of his soldiers. At this time, there must be many soldiers from the Hungry Wolf Group around him, but he still sighed.

"What? There are a lot of zombies in your place?"

The fat man said, "A lot? I feel that there are tens of thousands of zombies gathered all over the place. The weapons we carry today are all light weapons, and we cannot effectively kill them. So if we support the support, try to carry heavy weapons, weapons of mass destruction, and, don't come forward rashly. There are too many zombies."

Song Beichuan said: "Don't worry, there is also! You must save your life! Don't leave like that!"

The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "I know."

Song Beichuan did not dare to delay and hurriedly summoned Yuan Cheng and Liu Yu. He didn't want to use Liu Yu, but it was a turbulent time. When using people, there were not many people who could lead troops to fight. One of them was counting and the other was the only one, so he could only endure it.

He drove out the tank car that he had never driven before, gathered two armies, namely the Hungry Wolf Group and the Hidden Army, with a total of 200 people.

Well-equipped soldiers drove along the highway to the city center railway station, a distance of 300 meters.

Song Beichuan stood on a high place, holding a telescope in his hand. I have to say that this was the largest zombie tide he had ever encountered.

The dense, rotten and ugly zombies dragged their broken bodies and wandered outside the building, layer after layer, as if a black tide was surging.

After seeing the situation here, Song Beichuan shook his head unconsciously. There were too many zombies, and he was once again shocked by the number of people in Huaqing.

At this time, Yuan Cheng reminded from the side: "Don't we still have blood vessels?"

As for the bloodstrip, Qiao Yue told them that they could stop zombies, mix lime and the flesh of zombies together, and sprinkle them in the place where you want to block zombies, and these zombies will not get close to them.

After he reminded him, Song Beichuan slapped his forehead and said, "I am so confused. I don't even remember such an important thing, Liu Yu! Go and send someone to find Lime, Yuan Cheng, just send someone to catch two zombies and die."

The two of them moved very quickly. After about twenty minutes, they saw Yuan Cheng dragging the corpses of two zombies back to their original place. Ten minutes later, Liu Yu also returned to his original place, carrying two bags of lime in his hand.

Song Beichuan took out an axe from the car, swung the axe and chopped it towards the corpse, making a disgusting sound of flesh and blood splashing everywhere.

Soon the two corpses turned into two piles of minced meat, and the intestines and internal organs mixed together, emitting a sour and bloody smell.

Song Beichuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Populate the lime quickly!"

They have tried this kind of blood vessel partition on zombies and it is indeed very useful. However, after the strange behavior of zombies in winter, in order to be on the safe side, they still plan to catch a zombie and try it out.

But as expected, this formula inexplicably failed. Song Beichuan saw with his own eyes that the zombies with green crystals hung on them easily crossed the blood septals.

I couldn't help but curse, if even this has lost its effect, Anning Village may not be very safe now.

"I'll blow these zombies to death when the tanks are opened." Song Beichuan's eyes were full of coldness when he said this.

However, Liu Yu, who was standing by, said: "Don't we still have a helicopter?"

Song Beichuan reacted quickly, and his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "What do you mean is to give them batches of next?"

Liu Yu nodded.

"Yuan Cheng, can this be done?"

Yuan Cheng thought for a while, after all, he was the only one here who was the most proficient in this aspect. After a while, he said, "Yes, but it's too wasteful of time. The people running ahead can be very safe, but I'm afraid that the huge noise of the helicopter propeller will make the zombies very irritable and run upstairs. If this happens, the people who haven't been able to run in the helicopter behind will become very dangerous."

Song Beichuan thought for a while and said, "Liu Yu! You bring thirty people to share the attention of the zombies. Remember, you must pay attention to safety."

Liu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, didn't say anything, but just smiled and nodded.

I saw him leading thirty people away, but I secretly held a grudge in my heart, only taking thirty people to share the attention of the zombies? Isn’t this equivalent to cannon fodder? Let me do this kind of work?

However, Liu Yu's face was not revealed. His personality was born to like unexpected people and survive in adversity. He did not willingly become cannon fodder after receiving the task, but instead brought these thirty people to a small forest.

They ordered them to find several cars, press the accelerator in the car with their turn heads, and then tie the horn with bricks.

After that, the thirty people began to act according to his method. The sound of the speaker aroused the attention of the zombies and dissipated little by little along the huge noise.

When Song Beichuan saw the moving zombies, he said, "Yuan Cheng, hurry up, it's time to save the fat man and the others."

Yuan Cheng nodded, drove the helicopter, started the propeller, raised huge wind and sand, and then rose to the sky little by little.

Everyone on the rooftop saw the helicopters hovering in the sky waved and cheered.

Due to limited space, he could only pick up the trapped soldiers on the rooftop one after another. Yuan Cheng planned to pick up the fat man first, but the fat man was not willing to do so and had to take away his soldiers.

How could these soldiers not be moved, a warm feeling rose in their hearts, and even tears were almost flowing down.

Just like this, Yuan Cheng drove the helicopter carefully, but the sound was too loud, even overshadowed the sound of the car horns. Some zombies had gathered at the door of the rooftop.

The two large iron buckets at the door will be squeezed open at any time.

At this time, there were only four people left on the rooftop. They were still firing, and the bullets knocked down batches of zombies, and the small door was almost full of corpses.

At this moment, the helicopter finally leaned against the edge of the rooftop, but the fat man was still unwilling to leave first and was still on fire and attacking the zombies.

Yuan Cheng shouted desperately at the top of his voice: "Don't be a hero! Come up!"

At this moment, the big iron bucket at the door was finally knocked open, and they saw a unique zombie.

Normal zombies are all rotten, unrecognizable, and thin, but the zombie that suddenly appeared in front of them was extremely huge!
Chapter completed!