The crowd participating in the war and hundreds of people in the Peace Mall witnessed this shocking battle with their own eyes. Yubeichuan killed the super zombie as powerful as a god and demon, which was an incredible thing for them.
People who have not experienced the threat of death cannot understand the happiness of surviving. Those who can survive have an unprecedented level of respect for Yubeichuan.
"Chief!" Hundreds of people came down from the shopping mall and kowtowed. It is natural for people to mourn life and death, and life-saving grace is like reborn parents. As soon as they met, they confirmed Yubeichuan's leader status.
Obviously, Liang Ziqian had already told them all the situation during the summons.
The strong have always been respected, and among all living beings in the world, relying on the strong is the only way to survive.
Among the hundreds of people, whether they were highly educated and capable people, whether they were wealthy people from once-rich villages and towns, or decrepit old people, everyone was respectful in front of Yubeichuan. It was not just a favor to save lives, but everyone also understood that this was the end of the world.
, this is just the beginning!
"Let's all get up!" In front of the large and small crowds, Yubeichuan does not have the feeling of being superior. What follows is a heavy responsibility. If you are poor, you can be alone, and if you are rich, you can help the world.
"Thank you, chief..." Everyone was very conscious and quickly divided into teams according to their respective families.
There are more than 200 people left in the Wei Shihai family, more than 300 people in the Lan Tianren family, more than 300 people in the Liang Ziqian family, and 13 people left behind by outsiders. Yubeichuan voluntarily classified themselves into the three major local indigenous groups.
This battle yielded a lot of rewards, forty-two first-level crystals, eight second-level crystals, two third-level crystals, and one fourth-level zombie crystal.
"Chief, what should we do next?" Several key members of the family gathered around.
"Select personnel, you organize your own team, rest on the spot for an hour, and continue fighting." Yubeichuan decided that the next battle would be Akosre Middle School, where there were still many people waiting to be rescued.
Each family selects eighty people to form a combat team, led by Wei Shihai, Lan Tianren, and Liang Ziqian respectively.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, Yubeichuan did not want to participate in the battle himself. He wanted them to fight on their own and gain experience so that they could survive in the future.
At this time, inside the building of Akosre Middle School, there were loud groans. The originally solemn and tidy building was in a mess. The open space in front of the building was filled with shocking patches of blood-red color.
On the eve of the moon, the number of people who fled here was actually more than 500, and now there are only 227 left. Six to seven hundred zombies are surrounding them, waiting there quietly.
"Brother, it's not good, the living dead are starting to stir up trouble again." A thin voice sounded at the door, and a thin and capable middle-aged man stood at the door, his cunning little eyes looking around.
"Go away..." A voice as furious as thunder came out. The thin and lean middle-aged man put his ear to the door and listened carefully, his heart was itching, and his eyes that were burning showed... from time to time.
Inside the house, there was a man who was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a curved nose, flat lips, short hair, his body was full of explosive muscles, and his eyes exuded boundless murderous aura.
At this time, the man was with a woman. The woman's breasts moved rhythmically... and her shyness and shouts formed a barbaric and primitive melody.
After a long time, a gloomy voice came from the room, "Same as usual, feed twenty more!"
That night, more than 500 people rushed into the Akosre Middle School building. After that night, the young man suddenly gained strength and was invincible.
Under the young man's coercion and inducement, more than twenty men and even three women declared their allegiance to him.
Under his command, the entire Akosre Middle School was soon completely under the control of the young man.
This young man is sexually promiscuous, known as Third Brother, and belongs to a small boss who comes from outside to develop the mines in Akosre Township.
On the eve of the moon, he led a dozen of his men to sing at the KTV in the town. In line with the old saying that good people do not live long, but harm will last for thousands of years, none of the third brother's men were injured.
There is a cafeteria behind Akosre Middle School, which mostly serves students for meals and does not store much food. The third brother took it for himself. Although there was a lot of opposition, it turned out to be ineffective.
In order to appease the zombies and prevent zombie riots, the third brother became heartbroken
He went crazy and sent all those who strongly opposed it to feed the zombies.
He even summed up his experience that as long as twenty people are fed to the zombie riot, the riot will subside.
Over the past ten days, more than 200 people have been fed zombies, and people in the teaching building were suddenly panicked.
There are nearly 200 people lying in the conference room on the third floor of Akosre Middle School. The third brother regularly delivers some water and food every day.
Everyone knows that this is just because they are afraid that all the people will die at once and there is no food to feed the zombies.
Everyone resisted many times, but the final outcome was death. The third brother was so powerful that he had no chance at all, let alone the more than 20 scoundrels who were looking at him with eager eyes, even less chance.
Everyone in the conference room was dejected and looked at the ceiling with despair, waiting for that day to come.
The door opened, and a thin middle-aged man rushed in with five big men, looking around with a grin.
"Is there anyone who takes the initiative today? It saves us the trouble of doing anything and hurting fellow villagers."
"I'll go first!" A middle-aged man stepped forward, took one step forward, and looked back at the weak girl behind him with a look of pain on his face.
"Abba, no!" A 12-13-year-old, frail girl shouted sternly. She burst into tears. Everyone knew that if she went out, she would die.
"Niuniu, don't cry! If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have waited until today. All the uncles and uncles in front of me have gone, and it's my father's turn. Be strong!" The middle-aged man stroked the girl's head.
Saying final goodbyes.
"Tsk, tsk, that's really touching! Has anyone else taken the initiative? If you weren't too young to be eaten by the living dead, I would have sent you down long ago." The thin middle-aged man smiled coldly.
The two men stood up and walked behind the middle-aged man without saying a word, and then many people took the initiative to stand up.
"Not enough, two more!" the thin middle-aged man shouted loudly.
"You..." Everyone looked at him with angry eyes, and finally the two middle-aged women looked at each other and walked out.
In front of the Akosre Middle School building, bags of smoke were thrown in, and strong men rushed up with various weapons, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the zombies.
"Third brother, it's not good, someone is coming to kill you!" A menacing-looking subordinate ran in.
"Who is he?" The third brother pretended to be calm and committed such a crime. He naturally knew the consequences he would face.
"Are you sure it's the main city team?" Third Brother asked again.
"No, many of them are residents of the town." The menacing-looking subordinate often goes in and out of the town and knows most of the residents in the town.
"If it's not a rescue team sent by the main city, then it will be easy to handle." The third brother told his men in a low voice. The menacing-looking men nodded repeatedly and ran out to arrange the situation.
The battle ended quickly. The last zombie was a third-level zombie. Yu Beichuan personally killed it. It seemed that it was not that easy for the zombie to evolve to the fourth level.
If there is a battle, there are bound to be casualties. Yubeichuan has long understood this, and so do the new members of the team.
It's just that I still have something to worry about. If they don't quickly improve their combat effectiveness and overcome their own psychological timidity, I'm afraid this group of people won't be able to survive in the end.
Several clan leaders also knew this fact, so they selected a group of people to form a team.
Three people were killed directly in this battle. Two people's arms were bitten by zombies. Lan Tianren asked someone to cut off their arms quickly. Yu Beichuan didn't know whether they turned into zombies. Anyway, let's wait and see where they were tied.
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The effect of the war is obvious. After experiencing a life-and-death struggle, the 235 people lined up neatly, their morale was high, and they were accepting Yu Beichuan's instructions with their heads held high.
Brutal fighting is indeed the fastest way to change a person.
"Thank you, captain! Thank you...! Thank you fellow villagers!" A voice came over.
What came over was a young man with a curved nose, thin lips, short hair, explosive muscles all over his body, and murderous eyes.
Behind the young man were more than 20 well-dressed men, and three graceful women.
Immediately behind, about two hundred people in ragged clothes and
They have clear boundaries and walk behind.
Yu Beichuan watched quietly without replying, not knowing what kind of play this was.
When about two hundred people in ragged clothes came over, they all said nothing and looked at the young man and the others with angry eyes. Yu Beichuan knew what was going on.
"They are bad people!" A frail little girl staggered out of the team, crying, pointing at her third brother and shouting loudly.
"They eat people..." About two hundred people in ragged clothes also began to crowd into the crowd.
The third brother saw that the situation was not right and hurried forward, "Sir, they are lying. I have something here for you to see!"
The third brother said with a smile while approaching Yubeichuan without leaving any trace.
He has been able to confirm that Yu Beichuan is the leader of this gang. To capture the thief, capture the king first, and to shoot the man, shoot the horse first. As long as he captures Yu Beichuan, he will change from passive to active.
"Boss, be careful of scams." Zhang Tieniu was not stupid this time and warned in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, let's see how he plays," Yu Beichuan was on guard, smiling slightly as if nothing happened.
"The opportunity has come," the third brother was overjoyed. He quickly approached Yubeichuan, and a gleaming dagger was about to be placed on his neck.
"Ah..." There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
"Cultivation, no, it should belong to the strengthener." Yu Beichuan thought secretly, and he was not slow in his hand. He grabbed the hand of the third brother holding the dagger and broke it hard. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the wrist of the third brother's right hand was broken.
Yu Beichuan threw it to the ground, stepped on it with his right foot, and crushed the third brother's left hand and two legs to pieces.
"Ah, it hurts..." The third brother's voice sounded like a pig.
"Chief, I am useful, I surrender, I am an evolver!" Third Brother had read too many novels and begged Yu Beichuan.
"Oh..." Yu Beichuan swept with his kick, and the third brother fell to the ground, his mouth full of blood, and he was speechless.
For those who attack him, Yu Beichuan will not act stupidly like the garbage pig's feet in the movie. He knows clearly that he is a bad guy, but still leaves you a chance to fight back.
"And them..." The little girl pointed at the twenty or so men and women.
"You guys go over." Yu Beichuan gave a slight look, and the 235 guards rushed over like wolves and tigers, and they were all knocked down and tied up.
As the little girl told the story, everyone came to know what the third brother and the others had done, bullying women, feeding living people... to corpses...
"Tieniu, come here." Yu Beichuan whispered a few words to Zhang Tieniu, and Zhang Tieniu excitedly ran out with twenty guards...
Liang Ziqian was still sensible and found a big armchair in front of her for Yu Beichuan to sit on.
The remaining more than a thousand people present were all staring, wondering what Yubeichuan was up to.
"Sir, we are forced!" More than 20 people who were tied up loudly begged for mercy, but this attracted strong condemnation from everyone.
"Sir, I can serve you, I can do anything!" The three women shouted and twisted their bodies, but Yubeichuan turned a deaf ear.
Zhang Tieniu came back with a smile on his face, walked behind Yu Beichuan, leaned down, and whispered something in his ear.
Suddenly, seven or eight zombies emerged from nowhere and staggered straight towards Third Brother and the others.
"Ah!" The third brother screamed, and there was a wet yellow thing under his body. He already knew what was going to happen next.
"Ho ho..." When the zombies saw the living creature, they jumped forward excitedly. Amidst the sounds of crying and biting, the third brother's voice slowly weakened...
Among the people watching, many couldn't help but bend over and vomit, and a few of the twenty people tied up went crazy.
"They let... zombies eat you, and you are all vomiting. It's so sad!" Yu Beichuan said coldly, with disappointment in his eyes.
"Zhang Tieniu..."
"Boss, promise to complete the mission!" Zhang Tieniu hesitated, and the three clan leaders stepped forward. They guessed Yu Beichuan's intention, to help revenge, and to intimidate.
Yu Beichuan didn't know that what he did on this day would actually create an invincible iron army for the future!
He stood up and left, and under the setting sun, his bleak figure grew taller...