This effect can basically be said to be a critical hit with an armor-piercing belt. The people who stayed behind the wall were overjoyed. The number of zombies was already low enough to handle.
"Damn it, if there was a cannon at this time..."
"Stay steady, brothers, wait until they are halfway through the jump before taking action!"
"The brothers down here are working hard. We must not go wrong with such a simple job here..."
"If a zombie comes up today, I will jump off this island and die outside!"
All of a sudden, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed off their magical powers. They used huge rocks, steel beams, and firearms. They stood high and had long hands. The walking corpses that jumped from the other side and pounced on the wall of the empty island fell like rain.
"How many fucking coins do you need to make to make a sacrifice? I don't even have a chance to pick the flowers. Oh..."
"How long have you still cared about that thing?"
"Hahaha, just talking..."
The standard adjective is that it was late and fast, and it only took a few minutes. Almost all the zombies who attacked the wall had dumplings.
"Brothers go home!"
"Go up one by one, those closest to you go first!"
“If you still have some physical strength left, keep at it!”
From the beginning to the end of the last person climbing back to the wall, it took less than 15 minutes.
After counting the number of people, Chef Xu said solemnly: "We have lost 6 people in total, the sickle hand is too fast..."
Everyone unabashedly vented their anger on the outsiders. To a certain extent, these deaths were indeed caused by them. They knew they were in the wrong, so they didn't dare to fight back even if they were punched and kicked without any idea.
"Okay, okay," Chef Xu glared at the guy who hit the person, "Who doesn't want to live? One more person... more strength... there are still a lot of walking dead!"
There are no injured, only dead.
wrong...
The only one who was injured and survived was the guy who said he was an assassin. This guy attracted 16 heavily armored zombies on the road. He was so attracted to hatred that he was targeted by a scythe hand and almost died - he just beat him up.
He is also the most vicious.
"Hiccup hahaha~" Song Cheng, who calls himself an assassin, sat down on the ground, laughing so hard that he was out of breath, "Nima, this is the funniest battle I have ever fought, and it is also the easiest battle. Who is he?
Mom can imagine that 40 people can defeat 400 armored zombies and still win..."
That’s not a complete victory!
After Song Cheng finished laughing, he kicked the person next to him who was being beaten.
"Damn it, it's all your fault. I didn't even eat breakfast. My legs are so thin because of me. Get up and dig mines!"
So, a total of 11 of the group of people who were beaten went to dig in the garbage mountain. They were very conscious and worked hard, but it is not easy to get forgiveness.
Lunch was a pot of chowder porridge and a square piece of barbecue wrapped in chopped peanuts. The food was so delicious that it was surprising.
Li Cang handed the food plate to Li Laixi, and she ate without cutting corners, tilting her head to look at him.
"How about it?"
"No chance!" Li Cang shook his head firmly, "The number of walking corpses is ridiculous, and the speed at which the surviving beasts become stronger can be seen with the naked eye. This kind of person cannot withstand a few days..."
He had counted the fires and smoke in only a few dozen places, and they were probably scattered over hundreds of miles in radius. Even if they were all gathered together, they might not be able to gather a thousand people, so what could they do?
You can't run away, you can't fight...
"Has no one ever found their own empty island?"
"The scope of activities has been compressed like this, and there is no location for praying. The devil knows where the island is..."
At this time, even an island the size of a toilet can save the lives of dozens of people, just find a place where the zombies can't reach and squat.
[Cang: Damn it, Lao Wang, you really deserve to be the elegant and late king...]
Zhong Jianzhang, a legendary figure in Yanchuan No. 1 Middle School, is reported to have never entered the school before the bell rang in the three years of high school, and has never been captured alive by the discipline, the guards, and the Political and Education Department who hate him to the core——
When this living ancestor left Yanchuan No. 1 Middle School, he dropped an even bigger piece of news. He put a dark purple indescribable object on the door number of the director's office of the Political and Education Department that should have belonged to the director's wife.
The dean of students, he was... uh... he was in his prime at the time, 35 years old.
The places where the two work together cleverly intersect and are cleverly separated. This wave of people, towers and dignity is lost.
[Craftsman Master Wang: I'm running away, I'm running away, please don't keep blaming me for this, okay? I have principles and professional ethics, and I will never betray my own people. If it weren't for my wife, Mrs. Yang, who looks down on me.
If you have wealth, you should pursue ideas that you shouldn’t. How can I do such a disgraceful thing?]
Well, Ning still has such a thing as reputation, he is really the conscience of the industry!
Li Cang was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to Li Lei: "Can your body withstand it? We will definitely have to move in the next two days. This empty island is too dense to defend. We have to rush in that direction. Look at the gaps over there.
If you are older, pick up some Taoist friends by the way."
"Well, with Miss Qiu carrying me, it will be no problem."
"good!"
When Li Cang opened up about the matter, everyone fell silent.
"Brother Li, do you really want to leave?"
"The wall here can be built higher and thicker. If we go out, we will die if we are surrounded."
"At least wait a little longer..."
Most people were very conservative, and the only staunch supporters were Chef Xu, Song Cheng, and Zhang Zihao. They almost didn't even think about directly saying where Li Cang was going and where they were going.
"We have to wait," Li Cang said. "If the walking zombies are still forming a larger group, I will leave. I feel that on this weird archipelago, there are walking zombies among the people from the jump point, and they may be better than us."
There’s much more to think about.”
"certainly!"
"That's what it says!"
"Brother Li, don't be offended. It's not that I don't believe you. Who wants to die if you are still alive..."
"Once we give up here, we can't come back. Food, shelter, everything has to be started all over again."
"Look again, look again!"
"well..."
A group of people were discussing, and the "miners" on the garbage mountain over there brought back an unexpected surprise.
"This is..."
"Holy crap, this is the kind of detonator that blows up mountains when building roads, right?"
There are two dark square boxes, and the other one contains the detonator and pipelines.
"This must be fifteen or six kilograms. How powerful is this thing?"
Someone knowledgeable came over to take a look.
"Well, in terms of power, whether a single stick can kill a walking zombie is a question, but..." Zhang Qianjin glanced at Li Cang, "If there is an empty island with suitable terrain, we might be able to use this thing to blow up
The island separates itself from the zombies. This island is definitely not good now. It is too big and too close, and ten boxes of explosives will be useless."
Surprise suddenly turned into disappointment.
"Then isn't this box of explosives useless?"
"You can't say that. At least when you encounter danger, you can rely on it to withstand a large wave of zombies..."
