Any survivor of the apocalypse will be familiar with zombies attacking the city.

Where humans live, a strong breath of life will form over time.

When this aura reaches a critical point, it will attract zombies from all around, forming a terrifying zombie tide and turning it into a zombie siege.

The number of people determines the frequency.

That’s right, who hasn’t experienced a zombie siege?

As the shrill roar sounded, the alarm also sounded louder.

The alarm sound of zombies attacking the city is somewhat similar to that of an air raid sirens.

It was shrill and heart-wrenching.

The thick fog that appeared today happened to coincide with the zombie siege, which made the extraordinary people here not notice the zombie tide until the zombies were at the gates of the city.

In a corner of the thick fog that was blown away, countless hideous zombies appeared.

The zombies were also stimulated by the shrill alarm in the settlement and began to speed up.

The zombies started running wildly.

They trample on crops, crushing them to the ground.

Wherever the zombies passed, the crops were directly destroyed.

Only the zombies rushed into the paddy fields. They were moving very slowly in the mud, but they were also running hard.

The splashing of water and mud turned the zombies into mud corpses.

But some tall zombies are not affected too much. They can still stride forward in the mud.

This is just a glimpse.

In the heavy fog, visibility is no more than 50 meters, and no one knows how many zombies are in the thick fog.

In the morning settlement, most people are still fast asleep.

There were only some extraordinary people who got up early and were preparing to go out to look for supplies.

They also have the fastest response.

When I heard the roar and the alarm from the wall, I immediately ran towards the wall with my weapons in hand.

"Hurry, the zombies are attacking the city."

"Up on the wall, all of you, up on the wall."

"Er Gouzi, what the hell are you standing there for? Grab your weapon and follow me."

"Wang Hao, bring out our machine guns."

"Go find Blacksmith Li, count his weapons, and move them all to the wall. We'll compensate him later."

"People from the Ninth Brigade, gather here and follow me up the wall."

In the settlement, everyone, young and old, reacts very quickly.

Many survivors who were lazy and self-indulgent before suddenly jumped out of bed and rushed out with knives in hand.

Some of them were even wearing only a pair of shorts.

Who cares about these etiquettes when zombies attack the city?

To resist zombies is to fight for yourself.

Whether they were extraordinary people or ordinary survivors, they all immediately grabbed their weapons and ran towards the wall from all directions.

Yan Jinglong still has his own way. After all, he makes sure everyone knows their position.

It seemed chaotic, but everyone remembered where their defensive position was and rushed towards it.

Extraordinary people and survivors continued to pour onto the thick and tall walls.

For a moment, the wall was full of people.

There is no unified command at all. When facing these desperate zombies, you only need to do one thing, which is to shoot.

There was a burst of intense gunfire that never stopped.

The walls surrounding the settlement were all flickering with flames.

“Da da da…”

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The sound of rifle and machine gun fire was endless.

"boom!"

Occasionally, loud explosions were heard outside the wall.

This is some survivors using homemade explosives.

There are no military-industrial enterprises in the Tianwei City area, and everyone's weapons are all homemade.

With the engraving machine, the weapons produced are still very reliable.

The material of gunpowder is a little more difficult, but it is enough for just one settlement.

Under the wall, a wave of zombies launched a surprise attack taking advantage of the thick fog and they had already rushed under the wall.

The zombies roared "ho ho" in unison.

Everyone who heard it was shocked. How many zombies are there?

The zombies that rushed to the wall were unable to climb over the towering wall, so they stretched out their hands frantically and grabbed at the wall.

In a moment, many traces of rotten fingers appeared on the wall.

There are more and more zombies, and under the pressure, the zombies are crowded together.

The bullets flew from high above and hit the zombies' heads from time to time.

The killed zombie fell down and was soon used as a stepping stone by other zombies.

Once there is a vacancy, other zombies will fill it.

"boom!"

With an explosion, dozens of zombies were torn to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The nearby zombies were blown away.

But the zombies here ignored all of this, and the vacuum zone created by the explosion was filled with zombies again in the blink of an eye.

When Uncle Fan led his men up the wall, they could not see very far due to the thick fog. The visibility was only about 50 meters. It was as if the entire settlement had been abandoned by heaven and earth, and there was only a gray haze.

Below the wall, Uncle Fan’s brows twitched.

He was very familiar with this scene.

Don't make the wall too high, otherwise the zombies will be crowded and piled on top of each other, turning the zombies below into stepping stones, eventually forming a slope. They will pile up into a mountain and eventually exceed the wall.

When there are more zombies, nothing is impossible.

While Uncle Fan was looking around, some of the mutated zombies began to exert their strength.

One by one, the swift warriors were running wildly over the heads of the zombies. When they got close to the wall, they suddenly jumped up and flew.

“Bang!”

They pounced on the wall, used their claws to dig into it, and hung on it.

However, their claws were not hard or sharp, so they could not keep their bodies steady when they tried to climb up. Once their claws loosened, they would fall down and land on the heads of the zombies below.

With the support of the zombies below, the Swifts will be fine at all and will be able to turn over and continue jumping.

You can see that around the wall, swifts are jumping up desperately and hanging on the wall.

The Swifts were unable to break in, but none of the Transcendents showed any joy on their faces.

If the Swift isn't working, what about waiting for the Crawlers to arrive?

Crawlers are the top climbing experts. They can climb high-rise buildings as if they were flat ground, let alone this ten-meter-high wall?

Putting aside the crawlers, if there are roarers and tyrants, or scorpions and the like.

You don't need many, just one or two are enough for them to drink a whole pot.

The zombies will attack from far and near, they don't care about their lives at all, they don't know death, they have no pain nerves... They are just a group of desperado-like monsters.

"It's God's will that we die, especially when the fog is thick."

"It's over. I can't see any zombies in the distance."

"How many zombies are coming this time?"

"The drone has been launched, but visibility is limited in this kind of dense fog."

"Let the drones fly forward at low altitude to see the scale of the zombies."

There are all kinds of sounds on the wall.

Uncle Fan said with a serious face, "Kill as many as you can, and counter them as they come."

"Have someone notify the people over there with the drones to launch more drones to scout this wave of zombies."

"Don't feel bad about the drone, you can get it back later if you lose it."

“Mobilize everyone.”

"Once the zombies attack, no one will survive."

The instructions were issued one after another, but they had limited effects.

Looking at the surging and almost endless zombie tide, everyone was trying their best to kill them.

But the number of zombies did not decrease at all.

On the contrary, the death of zombies brings about a mountain of corpses that continues to pile up.

Some mutated zombies were climbing on the mountain of corpses, staring at the humans above.

"It's a hellhound, stop it."

Suddenly, a scream was heard from the wall.

I saw several tall hellhounds running wildly on the zombie group, which was piled up at least two or three meters high with zombie corpses. They stepped on the dead zombie corpses and almost left an afterimage.

People with insight know that they can use this kind of sprinting speed to jump to a height of at least five or six meters.

It might even jump over the wall.

The faces of all the extraordinary people on this side changed, and they pointed their guns at the hellhounds.

There was a lot of gunfire, and the advantages brought by concentrated fire were revealed.

These hellhounds were hit on the head and fell down one after another, and then they rushed into the group of zombies.

“Whoosh!”

When the last one was left, it finally jumped up while running wildly, as if flying into the air.

"Bang!"

“Da da da…”

As it jumped up, it instantly became a sieve.

A bullet luckily hit its head, causing it to pause in the air, but due to inertia, it fell to the wall less than half a meter away.

**With a splash, it fell.

Everyone was grateful.

But inside, my nerves were even more tense.

Because if more zombie corpses pile up, it might not be so easy when the hellhound charges again.

Maybe the hellhound will jump onto the wall.

Zhou Qiang would never spend the night in the apocalypse.

It was the same even in this settlement that posed no threat to his safety.

After he had a hearty breakfast in modern Earth, he appeared in the apocalyptic world biting a toothpick.

Anyway, with Lightning Armor and Ghost guarding the door, no one will disturb him.

Naturally, no one would know that he didn't sleep in the room last night.

As soon as I was teleported into the room, all I heard were explosions and gunshots.

"What's going on?"

Zhou Qiang was stunned.

Could it be that someone is rebelling?

However, Zhou Qiang has very strong hearing and can still faintly hear the zombies' unique "ho ho" sound.

"Zombies attacking the city?"

"Fuck, I'm not poisoned, am I? I just got here and the zombies are attacking the city?"

Zhou Qiang was confused.

Coming out of the room, Lightning Armor and Ghost are guarding here faithfully.

As the best residence in the settlement, this is actually just a business suite of the hotel.

It was already a mess outside.

In such a large-scale zombie siege, everyone needs to contribute their own strength.

"Walk!"

Zhou Qiang rode on the back of Lightning Thorn Armor and issued an order.

Lightning Thorn Armor rushed out with Zhou Qiang.

On the streets of the town, panicked survivors can be seen everywhere, running around like headless flies.

Zhou Qiang ignored them. The speed of Lightning Armor brought Zhou Qiang to the wall in a moment.

"Why is there such a thick fog?"

Zhou Qiang frowned.

This situation is indeed not good, it is equivalent to knocking out a human's eyes.

Without vision, you don’t know the zombies’ movements or where the mutated zombies appear.

Within the range of visibility, Zhou Qiang saw densely packed zombies, he didn’t know how many there were.

"hiss……"

Zhou Qiang took a deep breath.

It's just that he had an expression of great joy.

Zhou Qiang thought about the last time he encountered a zombie craze. The gains he made from that wave directly led to a qualitative leap in his strength.

Although I don’t know the number of zombies here, it is definitely not small.

This is full of manufacturing points and various fragments...

When in the city, Zhou Qiang placed a large number of zombie minions, which hunted zombies during the day and retreated into buildings at night.

This kind of hunting is certainly not very efficient.

In addition, many of the zombies in the city are inside buildings, and there are quite a few on the streets, but in terms of density, they are nowhere near as dense as here.

Whether it is a manufacturing point or fragments, it is related to the number of zombies you can create and the number of zombies you can strengthen.

In Zhou Qiang's eyes, these are definitely wealth.

What’s even more amazing is.

Now it is a zombie frenzy under thick fog, with visibility of about 50 meters. With the smoke produced by gunfire and explosions, the density of the fog has intensified, and now the visibility is less than 40 meters.

Taking advantage of the thick fog, he could kill as much as he wanted without any taboos.

Anyway, the extraordinary people can’t see what they are doing.

Perfect cover for your hunt.

In other words, in Zhou Qiang's eyes, these zombies are prey.

But now.

Zhou Qiang felt heartbroken when he saw the extraordinary people here firing guns and killing the zombies below.

From a high vantage point, it is only about ten meters away.

As long as you are not a fool, you can kill a zombie with three or five shots.

Damn, these are all manufacturing points and fragments, just wasted.

What does the killing by other people have to do with Zhou Qiang?

"Stop, everyone stop shooting."

Zhou Qiang shouted.

The extraordinary people and survivors on this section of the wall all looked at Zhou Qiang in dumbfoundedness.

The new leader asked them to stop shooting?

why is that?

Thinking of the new leader's abnormal strength, the gunfire here went from sparse to stopped.

"Pass my order, stop shooting."

"I will take care of these zombies. You just need to be on guard."

"As long as the zombies don't attack the wall, you don't need to take any action."

The extraordinary people who heard Zhou Qiang's orders were all confused.

They suspected something was wrong with their ears.

What is the chief saying?

Let him deal with these zombies?

Are you crazy?

Do you know how many zombies there are?

The ceasefire here also attracted Uncle Fan from a distance. He came over angrily with a team of extraordinary people. He wanted to see what happened here and why there was a ceasefire.

"boss?"

When Uncle Fan saw Zhou Qiang here, he was happy at first, but when he heard Zhou Qiang's order, he felt bad. The boss actually asked everyone to cease fire and leave the zombies here to him to deal with?

Crazy, definitely crazy.

"Boss, are you sure?"

Uncle Fan swallowed hard, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Zhou Qiang nodded and said, "It's better that you are here, Uncle Fan. Send someone to carry out my orders. You can't touch these zombies. Leave them to me."

After saying this, Zhou Qiang jumped up.

In full view of everyone, he actually jumped off the high wall and into the dense group of zombies.