The morale of the Ant Alliance team in Yubeichuan is high. On one side, they are busy distributing the spoils. On the other side, Shi Qing is also extremely busy and busy.
"Brother Shi Qing, the living dead, the living dead have begun to pour into the building in droves," the stout man ran over, stood in front of Shi Qing, and reported nervously.
"What, the living dead are attacking?" When he heard the report from his subordinates, zombies had already poured into the first floor of the Tushu International Trade Building. Shi Qing suddenly remembered Yubeichuan's reminder not long ago.
"This kid is so damn good," Shi Qing cursed fiercely. He was also very capable of making prompt decisions, and the people in the organization building began to resist.
Shi Qing divided the remaining 216 people, together with the twenty team members, into four combat groups, with fifty-nine people in each group, one captain and three deputy captains in each group, and went downstairs to stop the zombies.
The elevator in the Guomao Building has been out of service. There are not many stairwells in the building. There is a wide stairwell in the lobby and another fire stairwell behind it. There are two stairwells in this building. Among them, the lobby stairwell has the highest pressure.
, the staircase is wide, and nearly 80% of the living dead are rushing up from it. Shi Qing himself and three combat teams are guarding the stairs on the second floor of the lobby, and members of another combat team are guarding the fire stairs.
The current situation was critical and it was no longer time to worry so much. Shi Qing ordered that all the confiscated weapons should be returned to the twenty team members.
Sixteen team members held rifles in their hands and stood on the stairs from the second floor to the third floor of the lobby, shooting calmly. The other four team members held four rifles and stood guard at the fire stairway.
Due to the rush to gather people, everyone did not have time to prepare carefully. Each combat team had different weapons. Some held kitchen knives, some held stools, and some held a long handle.
Table lamp, I really don’t understand how useful this thing is to the living dead. Is it possible to give the living dead lighting to read and let them read by rote?
Shi Qing was speechless, but the situation was critical and it was not easy for him to reprimand him by name in person.
Ordinary living dead are not very fast and stagger forward head by head. However, the most effective killing weapons are only those rifles. When the gunshots are heard, a living dead will fall down.
All the members of the combat team organized by Shi Qing cannot be said to be brave enough. Each of them tried their best, kept their heads down, waved their weapons in their hands, and resisted desperately. Sporadic rifle shots continued to echo in the empty lobby.
However, this group of people are all novices. Each of them has almost no experience in actual combat with zombies, so it is very stressful to defend.
"Ah..." The first scream came from beside him. Shi Qing turned his head and looked to the side. A member of the combat team was thrown to the ground by a living dead.
"Don't..." the team member shouted. The living dead ignored him and did not stop. They continued to bite his cheek. Other living dead dragged his feet and kept pulling him into the crowd of living dead.
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The member of the combat team really tried his best. He tried several times to shake off the living dead on top of him, but he couldn't shake him off.
Several living dead nearby came over and bit him on his shoulders and legs. Gradually, he was dragged by the living dead and sent to the crowd of living dead on the first floor.
He kept rolling on the ground, "Someone help me..." He shouted, and several people rushed over. The living dead blocked them, but they couldn't rush in. He struggled and chopped the kitchen knife in his hand to one end.
The necks of the living dead and the heads of the living dead fell off.
The combat team member struggled desperately, but to no avail, and finally the crowd of living dead overwhelmed him...
"Hold it, leave him alone..."
Shi Qing roared and gasped violently. He also wanted to save the member of the combat team, but unfortunately he was unwilling but unable to do so.
The crowd of living dead in front of Shi Qing had already held him back. The crowd of living dead didn't care about tactics at all and surged up. Even if they were not afraid of death, Shi Qing had to hold on to this position.
"Ah, help..."
"Please, kill me..."
The screams kept ringing in Shi Qing's ears, hurting his heart, but he had no choice but to count, listening to the screams, there were at least twenty or thirty people on his side of the stairs.
members of the combat team were killed.
On the other side of the fire stairway, I don't know how many people have been killed yet, but I guess there won't be too many, and the living dead are still coming up in a steady stream.
"Retreat, everyone retreat to the third floor. We can't hold the second floor!" Shi Qing shouted loudly.
He knew that the number of living dead was endless, and they were pouring in from the outside. No matter how hard they were killed, they could not be killed. He immediately sent someone to notify another combat team at the fire stairway, and he led his people to run to the stairway on the third floor.
The living dead continued to surge upwards. After entering the second floor, they began to spread throughout the second floor. The impact of the living dead at the stairs on the third floor temporarily eased and was not as intense as before.
In the short battle just now, two rifles had their chambers exploded and could no longer be used.
"You first organize to guard the stairs..." Shi Qing told several captains and deputy captains, and ran upstairs.
Pictured: On the tenth floor of Science Fiction China World Building, Zhang Tieniu and others are getting familiar with their new weapons. "On the left, you, Madam, pull it open hard..." Yu Beichuan pointed a few words from time to time.
Zhang Tieniu and the others are originally a group of newbies in combat. If they want to advance to become combat masters, the foundation of the necessary course is to familiarize themselves with the characteristics of their own weapons.
Each weapon has its own characteristics, the adaptation of speed, lightness, rhythm, and prediction of strength. These are all things you need to experience and master yourself.
Shi Qing's body was covered in dirty blood, including zombies and companions. He walked into the tenth floor of the building, his steps heavy.
"I was too naive." He blamed himself. He originally thought that his own abilities could cope with everything and deal with the living dead, but the ideal was full and the reality was skinny.
The living dead are not afraid of life and death, have no emotions, and are huge in number. Although they move slowly, once they gather in groups, their power is incomparable.
The organized fight against the living dead and the real fight in the past are completely different. They are like two different fighting systems.
While participating in a sniper battle downstairs, Shi Qing heard the screams of his companions who trusted him. His heart ached like a knife. If this continued, no one would be able to survive.
"What should I do?" All the pride in Shi Qing's heart disappeared.
The young man in front of him was watching the training of his companions intently, as if he didn't notice that he had walked in, and was still correcting their irregular movements.
"Only such people can survive well in the apocalypse." Thinking in his heart, Shi Qing's old face turned red.
He originally thought that the young man was cold and heartless, but he felt ashamed for his high-spiritedness and guidance just a moment ago.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. In the new era, I am no longer the protagonist." Shi Qing recognized himself again.
"Stay alive! You can only follow him, you can only follow him..." This voice continued to expand in Shi Qing's mind, thundering louder and louder.
What does personal honor and disgrace mean? Face
How much money can it be worth? The past is past.
He has to be responsible for himself and for the group of people whose names he doesn't know and who trust him.
Thinking of this, Shi Qing no longer struggled and felt relaxed. He took three steps and two steps at a time, came to Yubeichuan and bowed his head.
"Boss..." His tone was firm and his eyes were full of hope.
"You..." Yu Beichuan felt confused. He was stunned for a moment, glanced at Shi Qing, and still looked at him quietly without any further reaction.
Yu Beichuan knew Shi Qing's reason for coming, and also knew his purpose, which was to ask them to go out to kill zombies and save people. But at this time, what could he do and what could he do.
According to Yu Beichuan's original plan, Yu Beichuan did not include this group of people at all. He already had a breakout plan in mind.
In their current situation, no one dared to guarantee a completely unscathed escape, but if nine people could escape seven or eight people, he could still do it.
Shi Qing was dumbfounded for a moment. He had fought in the battlefield and had countless honors. He thought he could impress this young man with his sincerity, but he didn't expect that the young man had no reaction and the ending was so embarrassing.
In his mind, what man didn't want to make contributions and create a career, but he didn't expect that this young man seemed to be an anomaly. He just wanted to survive by himself and protect the people he loved.
The scene became unfathomable, and Shi Qing's eyes slowly dimmed. He did this not for himself, but for the more than two hundred brothers and sisters.
Perhaps, ideal and reality are so cruel.
"Yes..." Shi Qing's heart moved and his eyes lit up. He took out a dagger, cut off the little finger of his left hand, and raised his bloody finger, "Shi Qing swears, if the leader can rescue the people below, Shi Qing is willing to use
Serve your whole life and never betray!"
In the strong and firm voice, Shi Qing's eyes seemed to have returned to the bloody battlefield filled with smoke, where countless loyal souls of his comrades were following him.
"You..." Yu Beichuan was shocked in his heart. The man was so passionate that he knelt down on his knees and his parents. When Shi Qing came out like this, Yu Beichuan had to pay attention to him again and start to examine him.
"It's impossible to save them all. You know this. There are 20,000 to 30,000 zombies below, which are what you call the living dead, as well as invincible giant zombies..." Yu Beichuan said calmly while looking at Shi Qing.
Whoever has no conscience, whoever has no conscience, will save if he can, and help if he can, but at this time, Yubeichuan does not dare to make a promise easily.
"Chief, you do your best and save as many as you can." Shi Qing's tone was urgent. He had no other choice but to grasp a life-saving straw.
Even if he only needs to save one person, he will be satisfied. Saving people has become a nightmare in his heart. If he can't save any of his brothers and sisters, then there is no point in living.
"Get up and talk..." Yu Beichuan took a step forward and patted Shi Qing on the shoulder.
"Okay, thank you, chief," Shi Qing was overjoyed. Even when he stood on the high stage, he had never felt as happy as he does now.
He stood up straight and stood aside, anxious, "Chief, the situation below is urgent. Look..."
After sincerely recognizing his master, Shi Qing's mentality was very correct. As long as it was to save people and he could save people immediately, he didn't care even if he was made to be a devil or what he was asked to do.
Yu Beichuan did not hesitate, "Zhang Tieniu, lead everyone immediately to the third floor to kill the zombies and save people!"