Chapter 51 Don't take our lives as a joke

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"I'm old-mother. When can zombies be as wise as human beings? Zombies should not be at this time!" Chen Jie cursed secretly. However, after scolding, what should happen still happened, and what should be done still needs to be done.

There was nothing he could do. Chen Jie forcibly suppressed his anger and began to command the team to resist.

"Shoot!"

Even if the zombies are wise, such arrow rain shooting will not appear again after at least an hour. After all, for the zombies at this time, their strength is still slightly insufficient. It is impossible to really use various tools like human beings, otherwise they are afraid that human beings really have no way to live.

And during this time, there is no need to worry about the sudden falling arrows and stones from the sky, and everyone can safely resist the zombie attack under the wall.

"Papa~~"

The zombies who rushed to the wall fell down in the sound of gunfire, but the zombies behind them continued to rush forward without hesitation.

I could have retreated from the position just now, but now there is no way to retreat.

At the beginning, Chen Jie and others shot zombies 200 meters away, and slowly the shooting distance became 180 meters, 150 meters, 120 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters. Although they were supported by earth bows and arrows, the zombies still advanced to the city.

After all, Jiulian Town is just a small town. The wall forcibly ordered by Zheng Xuzhao cannot be compared with the Great Wall that has been passed down by China for 5,000 years. The second wall built is 1.5 kilometers in length, and the highest enclosure is only more than 5 meters high, and more places are only 3.5 meters high, even Shorter. An ordinary zombie is about 1.7 meters tall. The zombie, who is already tall, raises his hand and can even vaguely touch the wall of the city wall.

At this moment, Chen Jie, they have almost begun to fight face-to-face with zombies.

Of course, there are only a few zombies who can touch the wall.

Chen Jie and others in the city still have a great advantage. Now Chen Jie and others don't need to aim at all. If they bend down a little, they can see zombies with big mouths. At this time, they began not to use firearms, but used the earthy bows and arrows prepared by every family since the end of the world. The green arrows shot down in waves, and zombies fell under the wall one after another and slowly piled up.

"It's not good! The pile must be removed, otherwise I'm afraid there will be no last point of resistance and the last point of pure land. Chen Jie suddenly thought of something and said to his surroundings, "Retreat! Back!" Then he picked up an earth bomb made of firecrackers, ignited it directly, and threw it down.

"Boom!"

The power of the earth bomb is not great, and it does not cause much damage to the attacking zombie team, but it also achieves Chen Jie's purpose. Several earth bombs went down, and the corpses of the zombies with earth bows and arrows were blown up. The broken limbs and arms flew up, and the zombies that had just piled up collapsed.

"Yes, like me, when the bodies of zombies are piled up, throw bombs for me and blow them up. As for now, shoot! Keep shooting!"

Chen Jie stretched out his head again.

The following Tang Monk also realized this problem and directly took out the simplest loudspeaker: "Guan Siying, Guan Ying, organize people to quickly make earthen bombs of those cannons in the town, and then send all earthen bombs to me to the city head, to the end of the city!"

"Ying Ying understands! Ying understands!"

The people were powerful. Ten minutes later, the original firecrackers in the town were made into more than 40 earth bombs, and a full box was sent to the head of the city, and an explosion began to ring under the city.

But after all, it is not the New Year's holiday. There are still few firecracker products in the town. There are only 46 earth bombs, while the front wall is 100 meters wide. Slowly the earth bombs are used up, and the corpses of zombs begin to slowly pile up, and they are getting higher and higher, only three or four from the wall. Ten centimeters, the danger is getting closer and closer.

"Tang Monk! Ask someone to send up the swords we were looking for!" Chen Jie looked at the zombies that were about to reach the top of the city, frowned and shouted to Tang Monk. After Chen Jie knew that the zombies were coming, he immediately asked people to prepare to look for various materials, including hot arms such as guns and ammunition, cold weapons such as swords, and of course, food, gasoline, drugs and other materials that can be found.)

"OK, I'll ask Ying to find someone to send it to me right away!"

More than ten minutes later, Guan Ciying struggled to run to the wall with ten swords. Behind him were four reserve members holding other weapons such as shovels and pig knives that could cause great damage to zombies. Chen Jie left a long knife and a bright sword and handed it to Tang Monk and Sha Jin. As for himself, he continued to use the alloy sword taken from the dage Qi Shao. As for other weapons, Chen Jie did not pay much attention to it. Instead, he ordered Sha Jin to send the remaining six swords to the police soldiers fighting on the front line. As for those weapons such as shovels, they threw them to the ground and let the people who needed them take them separately. After all, they are not regular weapons and choose their own habits. It's better to have weapons.

The sunset has fallen into the sky, and the zombies slowly reveal their heads by relying on countless corpses.

"Papa!"

Chen Jie shot a zombie who was about to attack the Tang monk, pulled out his sword, and fiercely hit a second-order green-haired zombie who showed half of his body and rushed at him fiercely.

"Sneer!" With a sound, the second-order green-haired zombie, who should have resisted, was easily cut in half by Chen Jie.

Chen Jie was stunned and then overjoyed. I went there. This is really a strange thing every year. There are so many this year. When will zombies lose their physical strength? With such a gentle click, the second-order zombies who should have resisted violently were cut off their heads by themselves.

Chen Jie inserted the almost bulletless * into his trouser pocket, then took the thick mask and waterproof glasses specially prepared for him by Wang Xiaoli. Then he rushed forward and chopped off the emerging zombies randomly and shouted, "Brothers, the second-order zombies of the zombies have been almost beaten by us. Hold on and stick to it. It's a victory."

"Brother Chen is right, and persistence is victory. Dude, I killed more than 20 zombies today. Even if I die, I'm not afraid. Anyway, I'll get back, right? A middle-aged man who looked like a migrant worker followed Chen Jie's words.

"Big guys insist, persistence is victory."

At this time, the stock of bullets, bows and arrows were all gone, and the front-line warriors had already changed into cold weapons and began to meet the zombie soldiers. Big knives, spears, shovels, hoes, pig knives, and baseball bats as long as they are weapons that can cause damage to zombies have all been moved to the city.

The sound of gunfire and shooting on the two walls has been reduced, and the shouting is getting louder and louder.

Following Chen Jie always fighting on the front line, the soldiers standing in the front row have long been covered with blood, like hellishes, but the speed of waving weapons is getting slower and slower. As for the logistics troops behind who carry materials, they also come and go to and from the city walls more frequently, but the things they are moving less and less, and the speed of transportation is getting slower and slower. More and more reserve and logistics team members have given up their support for other sections, directly holding weapons and staying in the most difficult part of the city wall, following Chen Jie to resist the more encrypted and crazy middle section to attack the zombies.

Chen Jie cut off the arm of a zombie who climbed up the wall, and the person next to him hoeed the zombie to death. Chen Jie kept gasping as he looked at the zombies that had been smashed off his head. For more than three hours in a row, Chen Jie's skills and physical strength are far beyond ordinary people, and he is also tired and breathless.

"Tang Monk, have you prepared all the household gas cans I asked you to prepare before? Has it been put in the reserved position?" Chen Jie gasped and asked the Tang monk who followed him.

"Why didn't you answer! Damn, are you dead? I wipe it! Really dead! When did it happen?" Chen Jie, who turned around and wanted to scold loudly, found that he had never looked at it very much. He was a little submissive. At first glance, Tang Seng, who was a villain, unconsciously followed him and died heroically. He didn't even die. In order to prevent the corpse, the combatants who followed him had already cut off his head and pulled his broken body to the escape and burning ground behind him.

Without the summoner, Chen Jie had no choice but to trot all the way to the position of Guan Ying, who controlled the supplies. He wanted to ask.

Guan Ying is very nervous now. He has been getting these ten gas-filled gas canisters for almost two hours, but he still hasn't made up his mind to throw these ten gas canisters under the wall as the first battlefield. Blowing up these gas barrels means that this zombie wave attack is almost over. However, bombing these zombie tides also means that the lives of those warriors fighting on the first battlefield are no longer controlled by themselves, and the impact formed by the gas tank explosion is likely to give them to gameover at the first time. They are not unconscious zombies. A slight violent impact may cause their death. They are fellow villagers who have been with themselves for more than ten years! In essence, Guan Siying is still the timid, cowardly and kind gentleman before the end of the world. He doesn't want to and can't bear to send his friends and brothers on the road with his own hands.

Moreover, according to the news from the front, Chen Jie still did not find the demonized zombie commanded in the zombie group opposite. As an evolutionist who can fight directly with zombies, he clearly knows that without the demonized zombie, no matter how large the attacking zombies are, it will be scattered. But with demonized zombies, even if there is only a small number of zombies, it is a small team. Therefore, the final result of this battle still depends on whether you and others can quickly solve the demonized zombies hidden in the zombie group, rather than simply destroying the zombies in front of you. In this case, why bet on the lives of the more than 70 warriors who fought for the Nine League in front of them? He is not a professional gambler, and he is not a bold man, so this decision, he...

"Guan Ying, why don't you put the gas canisters collected for a long time? He is our life-saving weapon, not a decoration!" Chen Jiehong roared at Guan Ying.

However, Guan Huiying ignored Chen Jie and stared at the zombies outside the city with military telescopes. He ignored Chen Jie and completely ignored Chen Jie, who was furious.

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