According to the current value trade-offs of all survivors, a human life is not worth a few cents more than the same weight of rice or pork.
How many people died?
Ah...
People from outside will eventually be let in, but they must not be allowed to rush in on their own.
What will they do if they break through the defense line?
Will he turn around and fight to the death against the walking zombies?
No, it won't.
Most of them will just head into the building without looking back.
The point is not that the so-called intimidating power of Big Corpse Brother or any other devil or his unmatched fighting power is that people outside simply don’t have this kind of mentality of fighting to the death...
They are just cowardly, not stupid. So what if they can destroy the building...
what is the benefit?
How can these old, weak, sick and frightened people withstand tens of thousands of living corpses?
Compared to themselves, the hundreds of combatants in the building are all "lunatics" who dare to think and do what they do!
So everything fell into place.
Big Corpse Brother Bai received a wave of heroic treatment that turned the tide.
The team leaders discussed it and then dispersed, returning to their defensive positions to start setting up. Except for some babies who were brought back to the building, even nursing mothers were sent up the embankment with their teeth gritted.
The old, the weak, the sick? This is the time when the entire race is exterminated!
"Young Shaoxia Li is really good at turning his hands to make the clouds and the rain," Qiao Shasha forced herself not to look at the ferocious and ferocious heavy-armored walking corpse, "I think I know everything about you, how many things are you hiding from me?"
"Nonsense, it's obviously true if you know the basics."
"You are such a bastard, you still don't forget to take advantage of me at this time!"
"Have you ever thought about getting rid of your status as a homeless person?"
"I..."
Qiao Shasha opened her mouth, but what came out was——
"The corpses are coming!!"
The horde of corpses was already surrounding them. The spacious square and road in front of the building were all filled with corpses as far as the eye could see, filling every gap.
These were at least 20,000 zombies. They gathered in such a small place, so that the individual people on the dike who had not experienced the first, second, third, and fourth waves had long lost their understanding of the concept of quantity.
"Maybe I will become one of them soon..."
The only thing that makes them truly feel that they are still alive and slightly different from the creatures in front of them is...
So stinky!
The extremely strong rotting flesh-like stench of tens of thousands of walking corpses shrouded the surrounding neighborhoods like a substantial cloud. People could almost feel the weight and shape of the stench...
Many people bent over and vomited violently.
When people in the building saw this, they all made sarcastic remarks.
"Haha, a bunch of idiots!"
"I'm thinking that they are not useless at all. How about using a sliding shovel to directly feed the zombies and make them vomit?"
"What on earth was I expecting? These people are simply outrageous and hopeless!"
People are very complicated.
Even when I’m kneeling down to make money, I’m always thinking about how to make my kneeling posture more beautiful and imposing...
The San people were furious, holding back the desire to vomit and stood up straight. Then when they looked up, they saw Wuyang Wuyang, a walking corpse with torn skin and even maggots crawling over his body, rushing over with his teeth and claws...
"vomit!!"
This was repeated several times, and the unbearable strong physical discomfort even overshadowed people's inner fear to a certain extent.
The walking corpse in front of me makes people want to empty everything in their stomach, but it seems...that's all it is?
It's unexpected and the angle is tricky.
An epic model case of physiology > psychology.
The people in the building were keenly aware of the changes in these new recruits and were not surprised at all - this was their experience of "getting along day and night" with the walking zombies for a month.
However, if they are asked to take the lead, they will definitely not be taken care of at all. This is the name of the individual.
if not?
Even if you work hard to save a group of trash, and then let them live and feed other walking zombies with the hope that everyone sacrificed their lives for?
Even if the group in front of me were all my own children, it wouldn't make sense...
The corpses rushed forward like a raging wave. Each one was in the same state. Their mouths were wide open and saliva was flowing. Their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and madness. Their bodies were completely dominated by the desire for fresh flesh and blood. No obstacles or traps were visible to them.
You can turn a blind eye to the horse in front of you and just rush forward like this -
The lump still left in their skulls now obviously has a single purpose, even worse than that of low-level beasts.
The transportation vehicles of scattered people were all over the road, which brought a lot of trouble to the walking zombies. Later, they were blocked by horses and dikes...
Even so, the moment the scattered people came into contact with the walking corpses, large-scale attrition began.
At least hundreds of people disappeared without even a splash.
"What a waste!" People on this side of the building communicated through the intercom, "Go up, go up, let our people go up, they can't stand it!"
About three hundred to four hundred people changed from half a step back to half a step forward.
"Are you stupid? It's the first time I've ever seen someone stab someone with a machete, machete! Look at my mouth, this thing is called a fucking machete~!!"
There were only three to four hundred people, but their addition instantly made this weak defense line grow real steel and iron bones.
Once you’ve watched and learned, you’ll kill two more walking zombies. You’ll be so scared that you pee your pants with your eyes closed, and then you’ll kill them by smashing and slashing them. Is there anything else that can be faster and more effective than this kind of education method?
In just a few words, everyone who was still standing was transformed into a workmanlike assembly line of skilled workers.
Killing the walking dead is really a repetitive, mechanical and heavy manual labor that does not require entering a factory.
There is no way to attack this thing. It will just rush towards you with all its heart. Like an LSP, it will stare at your neck or mouth with its mouth open and drooling, and it will try to twist you and bite it with its hands stretched out.
Machetes and maces do not exist in their eyes.
People on the embankment only need to swing their machetes or maces at the right distance, at the right time, at the right angle and with the right strength. There is no obstacle other than physical strength——
The shortcomings are also obvious. There is no chance for mistakes, and there is basically no last-hitting operation.
In short, in the face of the first wave of zombie offensive, the defensive circle, whose number was extremely different from that of the walking zombies, was able to temporarily withstand it.
The gap in the dike opened by the scattered people was too late to plug up what should have been a weak point, but by chance, Brother Zhi never received an order to leave from the very beginning...
Speed is Big Corpse Brother's shortcoming, a very obvious shortcoming, but strength and physical strength are obviously not.
That time on Li Cang's floating island, it only took one heavy armored corpse of the same level to entangle the big corpse brother so that he could not escape to save Li Cang.
But this time, it really made everyone including the zombies understand that the phrase "one man can block the barrier and no one can open it" is tailor-made for it!
***The author has something to say***
There may be an additional chapter later, I mean it's possible, so I suggest you don't wait. Of course, I have another reliable suggestion, such as taking out the tickets in your hands or something...
