Chapter 120 Another Dead Chess
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When this team that came out of nowhere suddenly stood in front of Wang Pengkai and felt the strong killing atmosphere on them, Wang Pengkai felt that his breathing suddenly became difficult, and a chill that was about to condense into an entity stabbed his heart and waited to calm down. Wang Pengkai stood up Ma respectfully asked cautiously, "I don't know, sir?"
The leader said indifferently, "Brother Wang, can't you recognize me if you haven't seen me in just three months?"
The familiar face, the cold and indifferent tone, without any emotional fluctuation, felt like... A person immediately appeared in Deng Jianguo's mind. In contrast, he felt more and more like him. At this time, the leader reached out and took off the turban surrounding his face.
Wang Pengkai's eyes stared at the boss, and his heart almost stopped beating. He exclaimed incredibly, "Chen Jie!"
Yes, standing in front of Wang Pengkai at this time is Chen Jie, the sultry king of one of Wang Pengkai's best friends in university - Chen Jie.
"You, are you really Chen Jie?" Looking at the thin and domineering man in front of him with a cold smile and decisive killing, Wang Pengkai was stunned and couldn't help but believe it. Is this person really Chen Jie?
This...this is really a little incredible!
Is this still the best friend who blushed and couldn't speak when he saw a girl before?
How can he get along so well?
So good?
Looking at this fully armed black armor team, Wang Pengkai clearly knew that his old classmate in front of him was better than himself, and he was very good.
It turned out that just now, when Wang Pengkai and others were attacked by zombies, Chen Jie's servant Wang Longxiao had already found them.
Under the responsibilities of the scout, Long Xiaosheng immediately went back to report the situation to Liu Wei, who was resting nearby. When they knew the news, Chen Jie and others knew that the so-called YW city death squads in front of them were estimated to be nine deaths this time. Hundreds of armed people ran to stop the impact of tens of thousands of zombies. Like an arm as a car.
Even in the end, they were sold by their own base!
It's sold out!
According to the mobile route of nearly 10,000 zombies, needless to say, the target is the YW city in front of you, help or not? For a while, it became the focus of debate.
After all, according to your own way forward, your ultimate goal this time is also YW City.
So, help?
Don't help?
In this, when there is a contradiction in a problem, the final decision is handed over to Chen Jie, and this time is no exception.
And when everyone asked Chen Jie, his opinion was: help, definitely help, but the time of this action should be well controlled.
Then, Chen Jie and others stood in the distance and watched a good play.
Then the development of the matter seemed to be like Chen Jie's self-directed and self-acted performance. The leaders of the YW city base suddenly gave up the death squads that were desperately outside the city. A burst of artillery fire broke out, and more than 100 death squad members were left with Deng Jianguo and Wang Pengkai.
At this point, Chen Jie's hope team worshiped Chen Jie more. It was precisely because of Chen Jie's carefulness that they were spared the cannon fodder in the hands of others like Wang Pengkai and others!
So, that's why their group followed the zombies.
Seeing Wang Pengkai's surprised appearance, Chen Jie said indifferently, "Your boy's life is really big. With so many zombies and so many shells, you can survive. Are you comparable to the legendary king of Xiaoqiang? You can't die!"
"Did you know that zombies were going to attack YW City? Have you even witnessed all this?"
Chen Jie's slightly joking words, and with the cold murderous intention of the team behind Chen Jie, Wang Pengkai suddenly thought of an extremely absurd possibility. His look changed greatly and he was shocked and said, "Chen Jie, did you attract this zombie? You, you..."
Wang Pengkai's sudden words stunned Chen Jie and the people behind him, and sighed at the bottom of his heart: This brother's imagination is too wild!
Chen Jie looked at Wang Pengkai, who might have been clamped by the door and filled with cement, and said speechlessly, " boss, I will die at most. How bad is this in your heart? How can I do such a thing? Besides, I can't even be saved. With so many gunfire, how can I save it? How can I save it? I'm not strong enough, okay? I really don't know what you think. I, Chen Jie, am not as bad as your heart. Can I still go? If you go late, you may not be able to save a few living people!"
Wang Pengkai nodded and said, "This injury won't kill me!"
"Let's go!"
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Following this team, Wang Pengkai's inner shock is unspeakable. Is this the team led by Chen Jie, who was weak and sick and blushed when he saw a girl?
After all, he has killed people. Of course, he can feel what the evil spirit emitted from these people represents. With so much evil spirit, I really don't know how many people or zombies they should kill.
Looking at their slow marching speed, of course, he also knew that they were trying to accommodate him and Deng Jianguo, who lost an arm, and deliberately slowed down the marching speed.
Otherwise, I'm afraid...
But, but... just rush to the support base?
Deng Jianguo, standing beside Wang Pengkai, took the lead in asking his questions breathlessly: "Xiao Wang, they won't kill him like this! This is not saving people, this is throwing yourself into the net!"
You should know that these horrible people in front of you have not seen a weapon - a hot weapon. Looking at their equipment, is it possible to fight with zombies?
Wang Pengkai himself didn't know, so he could only nod uncertainly and said, "Maybe!"
The whole team soon approached the area in the artillery bombing. The thick smoke and steamed water mist completely covered the whole battlefield. Chen Jie stopped to calculate with everyone, left the stunned Wang Pengkai and Deng Jianguo behind, and rushed into the thick fog without looking back.
On this side of the base, due to the green smoke, the whole wall and isolation area are shrouded in thick fog, and you can't see anything from ten meters away.
The artillery fire in various artillery positions in the base has long become sparse. On the one hand, due to the scarcity of ammunition, on the other hand, with the spread of smoke, most of the zombies have rushed into the wall.
No matter how cold-blooded Gu Zewu is, he dares not dare to bombard all his soldiers with those dead zombies.
He dares not make this decision, nor can he make it!
And the battle near the city wall has already reached a white-hot stage.
When human beings face death, the strength that erupts is always unparalleled, regardless of those who are timid and hide alone in a tent trembling; those who are cowardly and flee alone with fear. Of course, there are also many people who are holding that they are going to die anyway and have to have a chic mentality in the base, carrying out the final madness: rape-** plunder, burning, killing and robbing everything.
If the base is destroyed, it will be fine. Otherwise, according to their every move at this moment, they will definitely die in the end. No one will accept that such a person will pull back on themselves when they fight desperately.
At this moment, most of the survivors in the base picked up the most lethal weapons around them and killed the quarantine area without hesitation.
The collision of flesh and blood, the competition between courage and strength, the gap in strength, and the limitations of weapons make the situation on the battlefield very unoptimistic. Usually, dozens of people need to be sacrificed to kill a high-level zombie.
If so, it's okay. Zombies are infertile, so people can eventually slowly kill them with human sea tactics.
But the problem now is that after scratching, bruises, and biting, the brothers who once fought with you are likely to fall down, and then they are likely to resurrect the next second and become one of them.
Most survivors lose their lives in this way. After all, they will not be specially prepared for their friends around them. Even if they are really prepared, can they attack their former brothers and friends?
After all, they are just ordinary people, and they have their own feelings.
So every time a zombie is destroyed, all survivors will consciously clean up the surrounding corpses in case they suddenly resurrect and hurt people. What about those who are injured? Who cares so much now? Maybe he will die under the claws of the next zombie the next moment.
Screams and howls spread in every corner of the battlefield. Fear and death enveloped the whole base. Blood and snow slowly converged into a river, and the white water mist was slowly stained with blood red because of the blood mist constantly bursting from the human body
Now he is the only one left in Gu Zewu's office. Others, including Murong Wanling, have been sent to the battlefield of the quarantine area by him.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Gu Zewu looked at the huge map of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province on the wall. If you look closely, you will find that there are hundreds of places marked with green pens on that map. If Chen Jie is here again, he will know that hundreds of small green spots are actually hundreds of large survivors bases that have been discovered by the Chinese government.
But now, nearly a quarter of the hundreds of small green spots have been hit with red forks, which means that these bases have been destroyed by mutants or zombies.
Gu Zewu laboriously rolled the wheel of the wheelchair, which made him get closer. He took out the pen from his coat pocket with a sad face, slowly took off his pen cap, held the pen tremblingly with one hand and put the tip of the pen on a green dot in the middle of the map, and slowly drew a small red fork. When Gu Zewu finished scratched his fingers In a loose and crisp sound, the pen in his hand fell straight to the ground.
Gu Zewu slowly closed his eyes, as if there was no trace of anger. The location of the small green dot he just drew on the map is today's YW city base...
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