Cartloads of bullets were transported into the "city wall". Most of the soldiers who were just about to engage in close combat with the zombies did not know what was going on, nor did they rashly approach the supermarket. After receiving instructions from the headquarters, they immediately retreated.
No one wants to die if they can avoid it.
Zhang Yao and He Zihao also followed the car back to the "city wall". Although Zhang Yao was able to talk freely in front of Ye Zhou just now, after leaving the supermarket, she became confused and at a loss, as if she finally realized that everything that happened before was not her dream, but real people and things.
"Try to pinch me and see how it goes?" Zhang Yao was standing at the ammunition distribution area, looking at He Zihao in a daze.
He Zihao's mouth twitched: "I thought you really thought that supermarket was ordinary."
Zhang Yao didn't wait for He Zihao to pinch her, so she had to do it herself. After the pain made her tears come out, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't matter if it's ordinary or not, I got the bullet anyway!"
"I was almost scared to death when the higher-ups gave us the order to go to the front line." Zhang Yao rubbed his face, "Let's try our best."
"If I die, even if the base is not breached, my parents will probably only be able to receive the minimum living allowance, and they won't starve to death even if they don't have enough to eat." Zhang Yao smiled bitterly, "If they could enter that supermarket, they would definitely cry."
That supermarket is so ordinary, but it is precisely because of its ordinariness that it makes people feel as if they are before the end of the world.
There are no zombies, no viruses, and everyone is busy living a busy life without worrying about what they will eat next or whether they can withstand the next zombie wave.
They lined up, waiting to receive bullets.
The soldiers were silent. They received their bullets in silence and loaded them in silence.
"No grenades?" Someone in front finally couldn't help but ask.
"No explosives either?"
Guns and bullets are not as effective as cannons, grenades, and explosives on the battlefield. Whether the former can hit the zombies' vital points depends on luck. Even if the latter is the best sniper, he can only blow a zombie's head off with one shot. How many zombies can he kill in a day?
What they need most now is weapons that can cause damage to zombies on a large scale without endangering the base.
But in the absence of the former, having the latter is already very lucky.
Zhang Yao smiled after hearing this: "Why don't you ask why there are no cannons? You were about to die just now, and now you're lucky to have bullets."
After all, hot weapons are always better than cold weapons.
Whoever wants to fight the zombies in close combat can go ahead, she won't join them.
The burst sniper rifle owned by He Zihao can load five bullets at a time.
He was in the vanguard camp and used the best guns. The sniper rifles used by ordinary snipers were called sniper rifles, but in fact they were just automatic rifles equipped with sights. They were not as powerful as his guns and not as stable.
He Zihao stroked the cold gun body. He originally thought that he would never have the chance to touch this gun again.
The officer with the bullhorn shouted, "Those who have received bullets, go over there!"
"Snipers on the city wall!"
He Zihao carried his gun and followed his comrades to climb the city wall again. With enough bullets, his hands were steadier.
Zhang Yao and his men use rifles and have to go to the front line. Only snipers can hit zombies on the city wall.
They cannot pass through the barbed wire, nor can they get too close to the zombies. The people in the vanguard camp are steady and will not damage the barbed wire.
When gunshots were heard outside, Ye Zhou, who was eating lunch, almost jumped up from the sofa.
He looked at the bowl of rice in his hand and had no appetite to eat. If Cao'er's mother had not brought the rice in, he would probably have forgotten that it was time to eat.
But except him, everyone else accepted it well.
Even Zhou Yuanhe, who looked the weakest, buried his head and devoured the food with relish.
Sarah only ate the spicy chicken that Cao'er Niang made specially for her.
"Can't eat?" Zou Ming put down the bowl and his eyes fell on Ye Zhou's face.
His voice was almost drowned out by the sound of gunfire. Ye Zhou asked blankly, "Ah? What did you say?"
Zou Ming raised his voice: "You have no appetite?!"
Ye Zhou nodded, leaned close to Zou Ming's ear and said, "I really can't eat anything. My mind is full of zombies now."
Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, the eyeless zombie face would appear in his mind.
He also always felt that something was moving in the zombie's eye sockets. Could it be a maggot?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhou not only lost his appetite, but also felt like vomiting.
In the previous plane, he often saw corpses, but most of them had turned into white bones and there was no rotten flesh at all. Although he felt uncomfortable, the shock brought to him by the human skeleton was never as great as that of real rotten flesh.
Ye Zhou whispered in Zou Ming's ear again: "You guys eat first, I'll go outside and take a look."
When he spoke, his warm breath sprayed on Zou Ming's earlobe. Zou Ming pursed his lips, and even his ears trembled slightly. After Ye Zhou moved away, Zou Ming raised his hand and touched the ear.
It was hot, and must have turned red.
Zou Ming thought expressionlessly.
Ye Zhou stood up, holding a pistol, walked to the door of the supermarket alone, and looked out through the anti-theft glass door.
Outside the barbed wire was a horde of zombies that stretched as far as the eye could see, and inside the barbed wire were a limited number of soldiers. The soldiers did not communicate with each other, and all their energy had to be saved for holding their guns.
Ye Zhou really didn't want to see the zombies - there were not a single one worth seeing.
There was one thing he really couldn't understand: why hadn't the zombies completely decayed after so many years?
If they decay into bones and their brains are gone, then the virus won't work, right?
He had thought zombie movies were illogical when he watched them before. Zombies need to scratch and bite to infect people, and the zombies in most zombie movies are slow and have weak attack power. Let alone mobilizing the army, ordinary people can take care of them once the zombie crisis breaks out.
Even the old, weak, sick and disabled can outrun them.
Even if zombies are stronger than those in movies and American TV shows, humans only need to build defenses and hide. In less than ten years, the zombies that have turned into bones will no longer be a threat.
Not to mention that humans also have tanks, cannons and missiles. If they fight with real guns and swords, there is no chance that zombies will defeat humans.
Although the zombies in this dimension are logical - they occupy human bodies like parasites to reproduce, not to eat humans, and they are fast and strong, and will not lose the ability to move unless they are hit in the brain and spine.
And they transmit viruses or larvae through oral and nasal wounds in humans.
The requirements for infection are lower and the chances are greater.
"Zhang Yao said that it has been thirty-two years since the zombie crisis broke out. Why haven't the zombies decayed yet?" Ye Zhou asked curiously, "Is it because of parasites? Can they maintain the human body?"
"Why does the zombie without eyes have maggots in its eye sockets?"
Zou Ming paused as he approached Ye Zhou. He approached Ye Zhou and said, "I don't know. Maybe they were maggots that were specifically used to eat rotten meat?"
Ye Zhou nodded: "That makes sense."
The war between humans and zombies did not stop until late at night.
Soldiers rushed to the battlefield in wave after wave, taking turns to rest, with each rest lasting less than half an hour.
They drank water and ate food to replenish their energy during the breaks.
And what they ate was tortillas.
When supplies were in short supply, canned food was no longer produced. The factory's largest output was tortillas and compressed biscuits.
Ye Zhou could see that after the soldiers retreated, they sat on the ground, drinking water and eating bread in a hurry.
After eating, they would immediately pick up their guns and return to the front line.
This made Ye Zhou feel uncomfortable.
He didn't even know if he could be so selfless if he were these soldiers.
"I don't even have tortillas in the local area." Zou Ming suddenly said, "People at the bottom of the base can't even get a biscuit to eat. They can only eat soil, a kind of edible soil that makes you feel full. Eating it won't kill you, but eating too much will cause bloating, and over time you will die."
“So people at the bottom do all kinds of business.”
"Both men and women can sell their bodies. As long as they can have food to eat and survive, they will not hesitate to give up anything."
“This is heaven for them.”
Even if you have to face the threat of zombies and death all the time, it is better than not even having enough food to eat.
Ye Zhou looked at Zou Ming. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Then you..."
Zou Ming's mouth corners turned up. He rarely smiled. His previous smiles always looked stiff, but at this moment, his smile was particularly natural, with an indescribable warmth: "I'm lucky. I met a man who raised me until I was old enough to pick up a gun and left. He also left me a lot of things."
Ye Zhou felt something was wrong.
If Zou Ming has a lot of supplies, why should he sign a contract with the system and travel between different dimensions to accept employment?
Moreover, Zou Ming had explained to him before that only the money earned during the employment period could be used to purchase goods in the system.
He naturally thought that Zou Ming signed the contract because he was poor and had difficult life.
Why is it that what Zou Ming said now is completely different from what he guessed?
"Then why did you sign a contract with the system?" Ye Zhou asked when he thought about it.
Zou Ming restrained his smile: "There are other reasons."
Ye Zhou understood what Zou Ming meant. He didn't want to elaborate, so Ye Zhou didn't force him. He just nodded to indicate that he heard it.
Everyone has their own secrets, so why bother digging into them?
Zou Ming looked at Ye Zhou's profile, and his deep gaze slowly moved away and fell in the direction where Ye Zhou was looking.
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By late night, the soldiers were already showing signs of fatigue, but the zombies were still the same as they were during the day.
They do not rely on vision to "hunt", but may rely on smell or human body temperature. In short, they do not seem to be affected by light at all.
Ye Zhou looked at the exhausted soldiers and finally couldn't help but said to Sarah and Zou Ming beside him: "Why don't they come to me to exchange some functional drinks and canned food?"
He relies on the system to replenish the goods. Fortunately, as long as the goods are already in the supermarket, the prices when replenishing are the prices in his original dimension and are not affected by the prices in different dimensions.
The price of mass-produced canned food is not high, it contains meat and soup, and now it can also heat itself.
Not only does it taste good, it’s also convenient and cheap.
There are all kinds of dishes, such as braised pork, pork elbows, and fish.
And no preservatives are added.
Sarah yawned. "It's good that they have something to eat. Boss, why don't you go to bed? Go to bed. I'll call you if there's anything. If there's any danger, I'll turn on your computer first. You just need to get up and do the dimension jump."
Ye Zhou didn't feel sleepy at all: "I can't sleep, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first."
Sarah: "If you don't sleep, then I won't sleep either."
Sarah: "I will watch over you and protect you."
Ye Zhou: "... Actually, it's not necessary."
Zou Ming and Chen Shu are still here.
Although Sarah is more than four hundred years old, her appearance is so deceptive that Ye Zhou forgets her true identity from time to time and is more "tolerant" towards her.
It turns out that it is easy to take advantage of those who look small.
At four in the morning, a middle-aged man in uniform knocked on the door of the supermarket.
"General!" The soldier walking behind the man finally couldn't help but said, "We still don't know what this supermarket is! Your safety is related to..."
The general waved his hand and said: "General is just a military position. If I die, there will be another one."
The general looked at the people in the glass door. The leader was wearing a black coat. He looked at him expressionlessly, as if everything in front of him could not move him for a moment.
The general's heart, already tense, now rose to his throat. He took a deep breath and waited for someone to open the door for him.
After a mechanical and sweet "Welcome", the automatic glass door slowly opened in front of him.
Behind the door is the old world, and also the new world they have longed for for decades.
"Hello." The general walked up to the man.
The man nodded at him: "Follow me."
The general didn't ask where he was going. He was the highest commander of the base and only he could do this.
Although he knew that coming here was risky, he might not be able to go back.
But apart from him, no one is more suitable for this job. If the other party has bad intentions, he must find out the firepower and personnel configuration of this supermarket and pass the message before his life comes to an end.
The general clenched the miniature intercom in his hand and pressed the button.
His conversations with the other party will be synchronized to the base.
If possible, he hopes that the other party is a future person in a science fiction story, who has traveled back specifically to provide them with assistance and help mankind overcome this difficulty.
His life is not important, the fate of mankind is important.
To this end, he is even willing to make a deal with the devil.
The general sat on the sofa in the lounge, with several guns facing him.
The general looked calm, and he looked into the man's eyes: "My last name is Yang, Yang Guoqin."
Ye Zhou: "Ye Zhou."
The general breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still as serious as before. He said seriously: "Mr. Ye, we have no ill will towards you. Now the base is at a critical moment of life and death. No matter where you come from or who you are, as long as you have no ill will towards us, we will do our best to satisfy whatever you want."
"I hope we can reach a cooperation. You can stay here forever. As long as you don't endanger the safety of the base and don't harm the people in the base, I believe we can cooperate well."
After the general finished speaking in one breath, he looked at the man named Ye Zhou nervously.
He didn't know the other party's background, and instead of taking a tough attitude, he knew that the best thing he should do now was to show weakness.
Even if you want to be tough, you have to wait until you know the other party's cards.
And now, he must show all his sincerity until the zombies are repelled.
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