Ye Yunyi was also startled; there was a master watching them from Li Biao's house.
But she didn't move, and she also gestured for Wang Zixiang not to move.
It was already 5 a.m., and dawn would break in a little while.
Let's see if they have the courage to climb any higher. That voice just now gave him a hint: if they climb any higher, he won't shoot their heads, but their hearts, turning them into zombies and wiping them out.
That was really stupid of us, squandering such a good opportunity. But it doesn't matter, if they don't dare to come up because of this, then we can hold out longer.
Wang Zixiang peered through binoculars at the opposite side. He saw men pointing guns at them from the rooftop, the second-floor bedroom, and the terrace. If they fired another arrow, they would be captured immediately.
If he and Ye Yunyi were to shoot arrows, they could only kill two people, and their position would be exposed, putting them at risk of being shot by the enemy.
What should I do? Wang Zixiang wondered, and unconsciously looked at Ye Yunyi.
She was hiding by the wall, her bow fully drawn, and Wang Zixiang's heart was in his throat. He whispered a warning: "There are people lying in ambush on the roof, the terrace, and in the bedroom, and they all have guns."
"I know, don't be afraid," Ye Yunyi said, nocking two more arrows onto her bow. She silently calculated that the distance from their house to Li Biao's house was about 100 meters, and the bow and arrows her father made should have a range of a little over 100 meters, enough to kill the other party.
There are many people, but that's not a problem. At worst, we can take a gamble. Every one we kill is a bonus. She's practiced shooting two arrows at the same time, so her accuracy is decent. Shooting three arrows at the same time is a bit risky, but it's worth a shot.
If Wang Zixiang is with them, they can take down at least three people.
“You also target one person. If all goes well, we can take down three. If not, it’s okay. We couldn’t hold out here anyway, but I can’t just hand them over,” Ye Yunyi said to Wang Zixiang.
“Alright.” Wang Zixiang picked up the bow and arrow, drew it fully, and aimed it at the person on the second-floor terrace.
Despite the cover, they were probably too confident, thinking that they couldn't be hurt from such a distance, so they didn't take many precautions.
"I'll count to three, then we'll all fire our arrows together," Ye Yunyi said.
"OK."
"1-2-3," four arrows were fired simultaneously, and in this life-or-death situation, their aim was surprisingly accurate.
The three people on the roof and the one on the terrace were all shot, and cries of pain could be heard from them. Unfortunately, only two people died, while the one on the terrace and the one on the roof survived.
This time, Ye Yunyi was smarter and shot them in the heart. They turned into zombies a few dozen seconds after they died.
As they lunged at their comrades, they were shot dead. The wounded young man on the rooftop dared not move, staring at the arrow in his chest. He suspected he was about to die, but luckily, the arrowhead was only centimeters from his heart. Death had brushed past him.
Ye Yunyi knew that one person was still alive, and sighed inwardly: I still need to practice more.
The person on the second-floor terrace was also shot in the leg. Looking at the arrow in his leg, he became extremely agitated. Without waiting for Song Ming's instructions, he fired at Ye Yunyi.
"Damn it, we really underestimated them. Shoot them! Shoot them hard, kill them!" Song Yeyun and Wang Zixiang prepared to retreat after firing their arrows. Ming shouted angrily.
After shooting their arrows, Ye Yunyi and Wang Zixiang prepared to retreat. So when the bullets flew towards the second floor, they had already retreated downstairs.
Li Biao and his companions, who were preparing to climb back up the wall, saw the changes in their home and were unsure whether to continue.
"Get up," Li Biao shouted. "With Brother Song and the others' guns providing cover, they shouldn't be able to shoot anymore. We're safe."
Upon hearing this, the younger brother, who was already on the ladder, climbed up.
After they climbed the stairs, Ye Yunyi and Wang Zixiang had already moved into the cornfield.
So after that unfortunate underling climbed up the wall and revealed half of his body, he was unfortunately shot in the chest by an arrow.
He fell against the wall with a thud.
Then came another burst of chaotic sounds: "Quickly, quickly smash his brain, he's going to turn into a zombie!"
Brother Biao, you can't climb any further, climbing up there means certain death.
Let's retreat, Brother Biao.
Hearing these words, Ye Yunyi and Wang Zixiang were both very happy, but neither of them let their guard down.
The intense gunfire alerted the residents of the villa area and the nearby zombies. They growled and gathered in this direction. The henchman responsible for clearing the zombies from below the wall shouted, "Brother Biao, make a decision quickly! More and more zombies are gathering!"
"I'll go." Li Biao said resentfully. Although he was scared, he didn't want to miss this opportunity. If they were defeated this time, everyone's morale would be broken, and it wouldn't be easy to break in again.
"Tie him up," Li Biao ordered, tying up the henchman who had just been shot in the chest by Ye Yunyi.
"Brother Biao, he's a zombie."
"Do as I say." Li Biao's voice became noticeably louder.
"Yes, Brother Biao."
All that could be heard were the sounds of them binding each other and the zombies resisting.
After binding the zombie, Li Biao carried it up the ladder, its mouth gagged and hands bound. He didn't show himself, but simply handed the zombie-turned-little brother to the top of the wall, then untied the clothes from its mouth, untied the ropes, and pushed the zombie into the yard.
The zombie fished into Ye Yunyi's yard and smashed a patch of crops to death.
Ye Yunyi shot him in the head with an arrow.
Li Biao's action gave his group a new clue. Song Ming was greatly inspired and pointed to the five people beside him, saying, "You five go and catch some zombies and throw them into the courtyard."
"Yes, boss."
Li Biao's group also caught zombies and threw them inside, and soon the other five people joined in.
Ye Yunyi had initially shot down a few, but as she watched one zombie after another being thrown in, she decisively stopped shooting.
“Let’s go, open the door, get in the car, and we’ll escape,” Ye Yunyi said.
Before leaving, she sent a message in their small group chat: "No matter what, you must ensure your own safety first. If you encounter something wrong, escape to the back mountain. You can leave your belongings behind, but you must be safe."
They had planned it all along: she and Wang Zixiang would drive away, creating the illusion that the whole family had escaped, so as not to expose the secret of Building 38 and the back mountain.
The gate opened, the car started, and Ye Yunyi and Wang Zixiang sped away.
Just as they dropped two zombies, a car sped past them.
"Damn it, they got away!" someone shouted.
They rushed out of Building 37 and fired a barrage of shots at Ye Yunyi's car, but it was too late.
Song Ming and Li Biao were so angry that they slapped their thighs, but at least Ye Yunyi and her family had become stray dogs. One day, they would kill Ye Yunyi's whole family.
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