Chapter 325 Battle 10
Le Bao kept staring at the tall building, his chubby little face looking extremely serious. He activated his mental power to pay attention to the situation inside. He didn't dare to delve too deeply, for fear of being attacked and not having time to defend himself.
It’s okay to be injured, I was just afraid that my parents would worry and be distracted. Fortunately, everyone is fine.
The chariot team has left the city, and the people in the chariots suffered no casualties. At the beginning, the people on the trucks only wanted others to protect them and were unwilling to move a finger. When they saw the corpses and ferocious beasts attacking them, they just hid behind others, dragging others into the water, and finally hurting others and themselves.
After more than ten people died, the chariot team had no intention of taking action, so these people reluctantly began to save themselves.
By the time they left the city, nearly a hundred people had died.
The tank team blocked the exit with their chariots and strangled all the corpses that came out.
It had been agreed before that if they couldn't stop them, they could leave. The chariots had been prepared outside, and the chariots would stay here to hold out for a while.
But none of them wanted to leave, even if there was an endless swarm of zombies in front of them, rushing towards them like a tide, they didn't want to leave. They stared at the people hovering in the air, and they wanted to advance and retreat together.
Most of the people in the truck had left and ran away as soon as they got out of the city. They would not be stupid enough to stay and die. With so many zombies, no matter how powerful you are, you can't kill them all.
No one stopped them. The Tank Team and the Dragon and Phoenix Team rescued them not because they wanted to be grateful for their help, but just did it for the convenience of the situation.
The people on the truck had not all left, there were still nearly a hundred people, including the man with a broken leg who got on the truck first.
His name is Ji Yinen. He used to be a special forces soldier. After retiring, he opened a security company. Most of the people he recruited were his former comrades-in-arms and fellow veterans.
After the end of the world began, everyone got together and formed a team. They developed quite well, had no worries about food and clothing, and had a certain degree of fame.
Unfortunately, they were unlucky and strayed into the riverbank, only to be picked up and brought back to L City. More than half of the team members had been sold and were probably no longer with them. Of the remaining team members, five died in the disaster, leaving only the current ten of them still alive, all of whom are here.
Ji Yineng is the team leader. He is dark, strong and tall, exuding an aura of fortitude. He has the third-level speed ability.
It is a miracle that I can walk out of the deserted city alive this time, and this miracle is given by the team in front of me.
The end of the world did not erase his previous sense of responsibility and moral principles, so he chose to stay, and his teammates also stayed.
They are all disabled now and can't do much, so they hope to help when needed.
From the moment they left the city, every minute and every second they lived was earned, and even death would not be a loss.
The tank team was very relieved, finally not completely disheartened. "You all disperse to the tanks. The tanks can still hold on. When the boss and the others come out, we will be saved."
Hundreds of people were delighted. Chariot, they fell in love with it from the first sight. "Okay, thank you."
In the tallest building, the big team ushered in a new life after being baptized by the sun.
Starting from the 80th floor, the higher you go, the darker, colder and more smelly it becomes, which is simply unbearable.
Behind him, countless zombies poured out, including thousands of level six zombies and more than ten level seven zombies. He didn't know if they had all come out and whether the big boss was hiding in there.
After they came out, they did not take action immediately, but stared at the large team with gray eyes, not knowing what to do.
Wang Hu and his group felt unwell when they saw so many high-level zombies.
If there are zombie cities of this scale elsewhere, how can humans survive?
He glanced down at the ground. The entire deserted city's tall buildings had been flattened by bombs, crushing countless corpses. They'd been bombarded with countless corpses, and countless had been killed. Yet, the city was still filled with corpses, densely packed together, roaring frantically. Even without the roars, the sheer number alone was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
At the city gate, they also saw the chariot team struggling to resist, almost drowned by the sea of corpses. The chariot team looked so small and powerless in the sea of corpses, and everything they did seemed like a last-ditch struggle.
Oh, life is so hard.
When two armies clash, it's a test of strength and endurance. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either. The large team said they appreciate every bit of rest they can get. They've been running and fighting all the way, and they're really tired.
"Wow" a particularly sharp roar suddenly sounded, and the enemy moved.
The sixth-level zombies swarmed in, but the seventh-level ones did not move.
The large team formed a square formation to meet the enemy.
After fighting for such a long time, most of their superpowers were consumed and they had little physical strength left. Faced with thousands of level six zombies, the large team could only defend in a panic and could not attack at all. The situation was almost one-sided and looked very embarrassing.
These things are very tough and cannot be hurt by ordinary weapons. Hot weapons are also useless, making the large team more and more passive.
Not only the high-level zombies on the top floor moved.
The swarm of corpses on the ground also moved. They actually gathered in multiple places in an organized manner, piled up together, and stacked up layer by layer. In a short moment, they had reached dozens of stories high. Countless corpses were climbing up, and their target was the people hovering in the air.
"Let's go, let's go."
Wang Hu, Nie Liangbao and the others quickly raised the helicopter, and they were almost pulled down. There were several objects hanging on the fuselage, and they had no way to fight them. They could only fly quickly to try to shake them off.
The corpses were fearless and held on tightly, refusing to fall. They climbed up desperately and destroyed the fuselage.
"No, we have to get out and land as soon as possible, otherwise we will crash."
Every helicopter was laden with corpses, and there was no way to shake them off. There was no way to stay where we were; if we landed in a sea of corpses, there would be no chance of survival.
It's not that they are slow or weak, it's that these corpses are just too fast. They piled up into a mountain of corpses dozens of stories high in just a few breaths. It took them time to hover, rise and move away, so they got caught.
It’s so embarrassing to think about it. If they had been dragged down like this just now, or if they had been caused to crash by a few zombies, they would have been too ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong. It would have been such a miserable death.
Goshawk was protecting the cubs as they ascended, unable to help. Lebao shouted, "Go out and drive over to pick them up."
Five helicopters roared, and the corpses below were howling, not knowing whether they heard them or not. They swayed uncontrollably from side to side in mid-air, shaky and struggling to fly out of the city.
The helicopter flew away, the pile of corpses scattered, and gathered around Goshawk and Lebao.
The goshawk opened its mouth and spit out fire, but the fire could not kill them in a short time. The corpses also climbed with the flames, and the pile of corpses became higher and higher. When the goshawk changed places, they could quickly pile up the pile of corpses in that place.
Lebao bared his tiny teeth and said, "Xiao Feifei, let's go."
"Wheeze, whistle, whistle" Xiao Feifei sensed it in his heart and took his little master to a hidden corner.
Tan Chong was very anxious, "Oh, where is Xiao Lebao? Don't run around, it's dangerous, come back quickly."
His shouts were as weak as a whisper amid the roars of the corpses and could not be heard at all.
"Hurry up, kid, let the hawk chase Lebao. Nothing can happen to him." The old man was so anxious that tears came out.
(End of this chapter)
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