Chapter 100 Using Fire to Drive Away the Fog

"Is it never going to end?" The elites of the first line of defense shouted angrily. Apparently, the zombies were still gathering in an endless stream and they had run out of bullets.

Even if they were not used up, it was no longer suitable to use them. All they could do was wield their knives and fight hand-to-hand with the people on the second line of defense.

The cries of fighting and killing grew louder and louder. Not only was it pitch dark, but there was also thick fog, making it impossible to count the number of casualties.

Lan Shiruo was worried about Ao Chengyi and the others. If she wanted to see clearly, the most urgent thing was to dispel the fog.

How do you dispel fog? With fire? With wind? With water?

Now it seems that only fire is reliable.

There were a lot of charred wood around. Although the wind was howling, it hadn't rained, so these dead branches were very dry and could be used. "Let's go, set fire."

The girls did not hesitate and followed Lan Shiruo out of the crowd, gathering up all kinds of dead branches and rotten leaves. Miaomiao also carried a lot of door panels. Lan Shiruo took out a small bottle of oil, pressed the fire gun, and the flames instantly shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky and dispersing a large amount of fog.

Everyone who was fighting fiercely was startled, but then they found that they could barely distinguish between friend and foe, which made them feel much more relieved and they chopped with more vigor.

Seeing this, the people on the third line of defense sent half of their forces to help, gathering all the combustible materials they could use to expand the fire and illuminate more areas.

Following the same pattern, several more fires were lit.

There was really no combustible material left, and I don't know who started it, but they threw the rotten corpse in there.

The rotten corpse felt no pain and was still jumping around violently even though its body was covered in flames. As long as its head wasn't burned off, it could keep jumping around and move through the crowd under the flames. Don't mention it, this was a ready-made torch.

Others followed suit, and more and more corpses caught fire. Later, they didn't need to do anything, as the corpses could spread to each other on their own. However, if they were not careful, they might hurt themselves.

To this end, everyone tried their best to drive the corpses to one place, and the others stood guard around them.

The corpses huddled together and the fire was very strong. Ao Chengyi added a few more barrels of oil and set fire to the corpses pressed together at the first line of defense. Those who rushed up from behind were all covered in flames. Some of them could not withstand the burning and could be finished quickly, saving a lot of effort.

The main thing is that you can see clearly now. The fog is still falling, but it can't catch up with the flames rising into the sky.

Hundreds of people swung their swords wildly, with great force.

The people guarding the third line of defense stopped standing by and joined the battle.

Lan Shiruo ordered the general and the hawk to stay away. Although they were powerful, they could not get involved in any sparks, otherwise it would set the whole field on fire.

The entire service area became a Shura field. Fortunately, after half an hour, there were no more large numbers of corpses rushing over. They only had to chop down all the corpses here and they could call it a day. If there was no filler, it would mean one less corpse to chop down. Everyone was very motivated.

At dawn, the entire service area was filled with a burning smell and was pitch black. Most of the burnt objects were corpses, but there were inevitably some humans as well.

Fortunately, we won in the end. More than 200 people gathered here, not counting those in the lounge, 160 to 170 people joined the battle. Now there are less than 100 people alive, and more than half of them were injured or killed. This is not encouraging news.

Everyone was exhausted and lay down on the ground.

The people in the lounge came out trembling, and Niu Niu went straight to Lan Shiruo and touched the fake doll in her arms.

Lan Shiruo quickly switched the bags, opened the black backpack, and let the brother and sister see each other.

Niu Niu was relieved. Lebao only had time to scream "ah ah" twice before his bad mother sent him back in.

The scene was too bloody and Lebao was still a little baby, so it was not suitable for him to watch.

Mao Wanru followed closely, reducing her presence and hiding behind the large group.

There were injuries among the larger group, mostly from accidental injuries sustained during the melee, as were many other disabled individuals. There were also many burn victims, lying on the ground groaning. Those injured by the decaying corpses had all been cleared.

The fat man searched the crowd for his bodyguards. He had brought twenty of them, ten dead, three seriously injured, and the rest more or less lightly wounded. The two slutty women he had brought with him were still following him. With his team's strength greatly reduced, he needed to carefully consider his next move.

Not only him, but others were also considering their next plans. In many teams, the only people who died were the elderly, the weak, women and children who were staying in the lounge. Most teams had most of their soldiers killed or wounded, and there were only three or four teams with no casualties.

Everyone changed their initial perception of these three or four teams and started to make plans.

The team's strength has been greatly reduced, and they must merge. Those with strong strength are their first choice. Whether it is dependence or cooperation, it is a good choice. In this world, the purpose is to survive.

The large team had no intention of bringing any burdens with them, so they packed up and left immediately.

"Wait," a group of men blocked their way and handed over the explosives in their hands. "Here are yours, thank you. Without these, it would be hard for us brothers to survive." One of the men in the group who hadn't missed out also brought a box of pure milk and a vacuum-packed roast chicken. "These are for the children. I know you may not need them, but this is a token of our love. Please accept them."

The people around were all jealous. If they were not intimidated by the strength of the two teams, they would have rushed to grab the ball.

Ao Chengyi said nothing. Whether to accept the things or not was up to his wife to decide. The men followed suit and stayed behind their eldest brother, waiting for their sister-in-law to make the decision.

Lan Shiruo took a look around. This team was made up entirely of men, tall and short, thick and thin. The leader, who was also the one speaking, was not tall, but very sturdy. Lan Shiruo had seen him in battle and knew he was quite strong. "Are there only seven of you?"

The man nodded. "Yes, we all came from the mountains. We originally planned to work in a big city, but we didn't expect to encounter the apocalypse right after we left. We couldn't go home and have been wandering around ever since."

Lan Shiruo smiled faintly, "This is my husband, Ao Chengyi. We've accepted the gift. If we have the chance to meet again in the future, we can still be friends."

The man smiled naively, "My name is Sa Bing. We both have the surname Sa, and we are from an ethnic minority. Nice to meet you."

Ao Chengyi spoke, "Nice to meet you. Keep the things I gave you." He also gave a box of ammunition, "See you someday."

Tell your friends to get in the car and leave.

Rong Dazhi ran over with a powerful stride, "Hey, let's discuss something."

Ao Chengyi was impatient and wanted to beat someone up, but Lan Shiruo became interested and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"I hire you to escort me home. I will give you food and weapons. If you want, I can also ask my dad to keep you in W City, so you can live a good life with me in the future. How about it? If you have any other conditions, you can also ask for them. When you get to W City, it will be my world. You can do whatever you want, especially beautiful women. You will have absolute convenience." The fat man winked and the men's faces turned black, as if they were dead.

Lan Shiruo quickly calmed the angry men, "It's impossible to send you away, but we can discuss other things. Do you want to listen?"

"What?"

"Most of the cars here are wrecked, including yours. We happen to have an extra one and can sell it to you. We can also sell you some weapons and food. I know the space psychic among you is dead, and you can't get back all the things he left there. You're pretty much broke now. Do you want some?"

(End of this chapter)