The fighting situation in Dongdong Town was far more tragic than expected.
More than 700,000 warriors were invested, and the entire battlefield spanned more than a hundred kilometers. Almost every inch of the land was filled with people and mutant beasts killing each other. The huge power caused destruction to the jungle, and countless trees were destroyed.
was destroyed.
Fortunately, the huge beast tide was stopped only thirty kilometers in front of Dongdong Town.
But it was far from over, as millions of poisonous corpses swept in.
A collision occurs again. Unlike facing mutant beasts, in the battle with poisonous zombies, even injuries are not allowed. This means that casualties will increase exponentially from before.
Just fighting against the beast tide, thousands of warriors fell under the claws of the mutated beasts.
If the death toll increases further, the death toll will be in the tens of thousands.
In order to reduce casualties, the Boneyard had to send out fighter planes and airships again to carry out larger-scale bombings against the zombie tide. The weapons used were all high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs. These weapons were at least effective against levels no more than 50.
The ordinary poison zombies have very strong killing power and can reduce some pressure.
But the air battles also resulted in heavy losses. They were not the overlords in the air, but the flying beasts.
Adopting a diversionary strategy, without the high-level poisonous zombies as an offensive, the zombie tide was blocked 20 kilometers away from the eastern town and could not move forward. It was just the offensive of poisonous zombies, wave after wave, and millions of people were killed.
How can the tide of corpses be so easy to stop?
The next day, the autumn harvest came to an end, and every famous warrior breathed a sigh of relief.
The task of blocking the attack is almost completed.
Facing this tide of corpses is absolutely terrifying. Warriors will die every minute because of this. Who dares to say that he won't be the next one?
On the highway, vehicles came and went, quickly transporting rice and valuable things from Dongfang Town to the burial ground.
The real battlefield will be placed at the burial ground.
…
Zhou Zheng leaned against a tree trunk and took a sip of water.
Not far away, there is a mountain of poisonous corpses. This is Zhou Zheng's masterpiece in one day.
In the nearby area, there are also hundreds of warriors blocking this area, fighting with poisonous zombies. Although the high-level poisonous zombies are restrained and unable to exert their due fighting power, the number of elite poisonous zombies and ordinary poisonous zombies
, still amazing.
Under their impact, the front line composed of warriors was broken through several times.
A large number of casualties made the morale of the warriors low.
Especially some injured warriors. Their faces were pale and they stood aside with gloomy expressions. They seemed to have lost interest in everything in the outside world. After being scratched by the poisonous zombies, the virus would turn them into poisonous zombies in six hours.
One member.
In their opinion, this kind of injury is more terrifying than death.
At the end of the day, the number of dead reached more than 30,000, and the number of injured exceeded 100,000.
On the battlefield, everyone is in danger.
"ah……"
With a scream, a young warrior was scratched by an elite poisonous zombie. The sharp nails cut open the flesh on his arm, revealing the bones. The muscle strength that the warrior was proud of, in this level of elite poisonous corpse
In front of the corpse, it was like paper, easily cut open.
"puff!"
beside.
A warrior chopped off the head of this elite poisonous zombie, and its ferocious head rolled to the ground.
"Zheng Xiaohai..." After getting rid of the elite poisonous corpse, the warrior knelt down in front of Zheng Xiaohai, pressed the wound on his arm firmly, took out the gauze, applied the ointment, and then bandaged it
.
Zheng Xiaohai's face turned pale and he shook his head with a sad smile: "Brother Huzi, it's useless, it's useless."
"No, it won't. You were just a little injured."
It's just this sentence that even he doesn't believe. In this new world, as long as you are injured by the poisonous corpse, you will definitely die. This is an iron rule that no one can change. The new world has been around for several years, but for the virus
A vaccine cannot be developed at all.
"Haha, Brother Huzi, you don't have to comfort me. I know what the result will be." Zheng Xiaohai's face was sad. He trembled and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took one from it.
, it took several times to light it, then curled up and started to smoke.
The only thing he can do now is wait for the countdown of his life.
"Brother Huzi, give me a quickie when I have an attack later. I don't want to turn into one of these monsters."
Brother Huzi has long since stopped crying. Although death is the most normal thing in this new world, it is still unacceptable to him. Over the years, the companions around him have always changed one after another, and some of them died.
At the hands of mutated beasts, some died at the hands of poisonous zombies.
No one can guarantee that the person who will accompany them will still be there next moment.
This... is the cruelty in the apocalypse. You may not feel it, but it always exists.
Zhou Zheng drank water silently. He had seen a lot of scenes like this in the day and had long been numb. But was he really numb? He hesitated for a moment, and finally let out a long sigh. He turned his hands and appeared.
He walked over to a bottle of antidote and said softly: "Drink it, or your life may still be alive."
"You...you are Zhou War God?"
Obviously, both of them recognized Zhou Zheng's identity.
Zhou Zheng did not put on the helmet in the armor. He was wearing a plain armor in the sun, but everyone knew that Zhou War God's armor was among the top ten top armors in the Bone Burial Ground.
The essence of Juli Company.
Looking at the excited two people, Zhou Zheng nodded and said, "Drink it."
This time, Zhou Zheng's voice was commanding and unquestionable. Being in a high position for a long time made Zhou Zheng's momentum astonishing.
Zheng Xiaohai didn't hesitate, took it, and drank it in one breath.
For a dying man like him, even if it was poison, it would make no difference. Why wouldn't he dare to drink it? What's more, could a God of War-level figure harm a dying man?
Zhou Zheng nodded and said quietly: "Live well."
After saying that, Zhou Zheng turned around and left.
To be honest, this kind of rescue method can only save a few people. For a team of warriors with hundreds of thousands of injured, it is only a very small number.
Arriving under the big tree where he had just rested again, Zhou Zheng frowned and seemed to have trouble making up his mind.
"I wonder if the detoxification effect will still be there after Xijie?"
It is difficult to get an answer to this question now. There are hundreds of thousands of people. Their existence is a very strong force for the Bone Burial Ground. When necessary, it can even turn the tide.
To save or not to save? This is a difficult question to decide.
If he saves it, he will definitely consume the antidote in the thief's backpack. But if he doesn't save it, who knows if this huge poisonous corpse will pose a threat to the burial ground?
Zhou Zheng remembered that Yang Xiangzong said that beast tides in other directions were also forming, but everything was under surveillance, and it was not as sudden as in Eastern Town. It was foreseeable that Dongfang Town was just the beginning, and there would be larger beast tides in the future.
Without such a force, the defense of the Boneyard will be greatly reduced.
"Forget it, just think of it as winning people's hearts."
Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth. Anyway, there was a lot of antidote. After using some, he could still ensure that he would use it. He just had to control his use in the future.
Having made the decision, Zhou Zheng naturally took action.
The virus only lasts for six hours. I hope my actions can save them.
What makes Zhou Zheng worried is probably whether the antidote will still be effective after it has been dissolved dozens of times.
…
A warrior, riding a different mount and carrying a backpack, walked through the jungle. They carried hundreds of antidote potions, all of which were detoxified potions. Through them, these potions were brought to
Various places on the front line were handed over to the warriors injured by the poisonous zombies.
With the addition of patrol teams, injured warriors are constantly being gathered.
In the sky, they even risked taking off an airship, constantly broadcasting in the air: "All injured warriors, please come to the apricot forest to gather. Zhou War God has found the antidote. Repeat, all injured warriors..."
The constant broadcasts are more like the sound of nature to all the warriors.
The injured Gu Ran will be saved, but the uninjured ones at least don't need to worry about being frightened and unable to let go.
No matter whether these drugs are effective or not, no one wants to give up as long as there is a slim chance.
On the entire battlefield, the injured and despairing warriors all stood up and moved towards the apricot forest. In despair, they were originally waiting for death, but who would have thought that they would see hope now. At this moment, in their eyes
In their hearts, Zhou Zheng has undoubtedly grown taller, just like their recreated parents.
The warriors who were fighting against the poisonous zombies, after letting go of their hands and feet, actually suppressed the zombie tide.
At this moment, looking at the warriors whose faces had regained their luster, Zhou Zheng stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. Whether it was for fame and fortune or because he couldn't bear it, saving a life was better than building a seven-level pagoda.
The satellite communicator in his pocket rang, and Shen Junxing's voice came out, very solemn: "Zhou Zheng, the Burial Ground owes you a favor, or the whole world owes you a favor."
Shen Junxing knows best what the emergence of the potion means for this apocalyptic world. Not to mention that the hundreds of thousands of warriors rescued now have a qualitative impact on the entire war situation. This single contribution is beyond imagination.
It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhou Zheng wants anything.
"Haha, Brother Shen, you're welcome. I'm also a member of the Boneyard."
Zhou Zheng showed a smile and said: "As for whether this potion can be researched, it depends on you. I only provide a mother copy."
Zhou Zheng didn’t know what the antidote consisted of, but considering the fact that the violent potion could be made by the New World, the antidote in the game might not be made by the New World. And Zhou Zheng just made five bottles of the antidote.
As the mother copy, it was simply handed over to Shen Junxing.
"In any case, this favor is overdue. Let me tell you another news, the metal rod has been confirmed to have a stimulating effect on poisonous corpses." Shen Junxing took a deep breath and said slowly: "I said before, once
But it turns out that there is no need for the Shadow to exist in the Boneyard."
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