After blocking for a while, the crowd was already in the water, and the zombies were almost in front of us. The third platoon leader quickly ordered to evacuate. Wang Bin got up, threw a grenade, and followed the crowd to evacuate.
Since everyone was retreating while fighting, the firepower was a little weaker, and soon zombies rushed in front of everyone.
"Platoon leader, go quickly!"
As soon as they saw the zombies rushing towards them, two soldiers stood up decisively and stood at the back, shooting at the zombies crazily!
"Aqiang, old cat, come back quickly!"
"Platoon leader, go quickly!"
"Let me go!"
"Platoon commander, you can't go!"
"Platoon commander, leave quickly, you can't let our sacrifice be in vain!"
When the third platoon leader saw the two soldiers standing up to buy time for them, his eyes turned red. He struggled to stand with the two soldiers, but he was quickly caught by the two soldiers and dragged back.
Walk.
Wang Bin felt very uncomfortable at this time, but he could do nothing but silently follow the others towards the opposite side.
"Da da da!"
The two soldiers fired wildly and knocked down many zombies that rushed forward. But soon many more zombies rushed up, and soon the two soldiers were knocked down by the zombies.
"Aqiang!"
"Old cat!"
Everyone in the third row shouted out in grief when they saw the two soldiers being knocked down by zombies.
The zombies behind passed over the two soldiers and rushed up towards the river. The water was very deep, already up to their shoulders, and no one could shoot. They were so frightened that they swam forward desperately.
Perhaps because the zombie's body is too light and the river water is very fast, the zombie was quickly washed away by the river as soon as it entered the river.
When Wang Bin and others swam to the other side, they were all so tired that they almost collapsed. They lay on the edge of the river and laughed while watching the zombies being washed away by the river.
But when I thought of my comrades who died in the battle, none of them could laugh. They all stared blankly at the silly zombies being washed away by the river one by one.
I watched for almost half a minute, but the zombies behind me still kept rushing into the river, and then were carried away by the river water.
"Let's go!" The third platoon leader didn't want to watch any more, stood up and said, then took the lead and walked towards the front.
When everyone heard this, they didn't say anything and followed silently.
There were originally more than a hundred warriors in this battle, but now only about thirty survived. Everyone felt very uncomfortable.
Everyone stopped and walked, and only stopped to rest at noon.
Now most of their food was lost, and everyone only got a little bit of very thin porridge at noon. Wang Bin knew that they didn't have much food.
Wang Bin asked everyone to cover him up, and secretly took out half a bag of rice from the system gift and put it in his backpack.
Everyone knew Wang Bin's thoughts and his helplessness, so no one said anything.
Wang Bin carried rice and found the third platoon leader. At this time, the third platoon leader was standing in front of a soldier, discussing how to find food along the way. Now their only way was to find wild vegetables and tree bark. Everyone was in a bad mood.
Very bad.
"Platoon Leader Liu, I have something to ask you for!"
"Oh, it's Wang Bin, what's the matter?"
When Platoon Leader Liu saw Wang Bin coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.
Yesterday, Wang Bin led others to lend a helping hand. He and all the soldiers in the third platoon admired Wang Bin and the others very much. Platoon Leader Liu and Wang Bin chatted a lot along the way, and everyone became familiar with them.
"Platoon Leader Liu, how far are we from the base?"
"At the current rate, it will probably arrive in two days!"
"Oh, are we out of food?"
"Well, today's porridge is the last bit of rice. We can only find wild vegetables to eat at night, and maybe even eat tree bark!"
"We collected a little food on the way here, and now we still have half a bag of rice. Do you think it's enough?"
"Ah, you actually have rice! Thank you, thank you, I thank you on their behalf!"
"You're welcome! I also have a few packs of cigarettes here, so I'll give them to you too!"
"Ah, we can have rice, but we can't have cigarettes. I accept your wishes!"
"No, listen to me. The soldiers are tired, and now we need to help them relieve some pressure. We still have two days to go, and we don't know if the road ahead will be smooth, so let him relax a little!
"
"But this cigarette is very precious. If you take it to the station, you can exchange it for a lot of things?"
"No matter how precious it is, it is not as precious as the life of a soldier. As long as we are alive, there is hope. I believe that one day we will be able to defeat the zombies and return to the beautiful life before!"
"That's good, I'm determined to be your friend!"
"Haha, I thought we had been friends for a long time!"
"Haha, I made a mistake!"
"I was kidding!"
"Thank you! Li Hao, go over with your cigarettes and give one to each brother!"
"Smoke! Okay, thank you platoon leader!"
"Don't thank me, but thank Wang Bin. They gave it to you, and this half bag of rice!"
"Ah, there's also rice, thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
Wang Bin and Platoon Leader Liu chatted for a while, then returned to Officer Miao and others and said that the matter was settled.
Liu Hao gave one cigarette to each of his comrades and handed the remaining cigarettes to the platoon leader. They decided not to take more cigarettes.
The moment the soldiers got the cigarettes, every one of them was excited. They lit the cigarettes and puffed out the smoke with great enjoyment.
“Comfortable, I haven’t smoked in a long time!”
"Yes, Wang Bin is so generous!"
"Well, when we were on the other side of the river, he gave us grenades and bullets, and now he gives us cigarettes and rice. We, the Third Platoon, cannot forget this kindness. We must repay him if we have the opportunity!"
"Um!"
While the soldiers were enjoying the cigarettes, several fierce-looking men saw the soldiers smoking and came over with a smile to ask for them.
"Sorry, we only have one. If you don't mind, just smoke mine!" A soldier reluctantly handed over half a cigarette.
Upon seeing this, one of the big men thanked him and was about to take the cigarette, but was stopped by another big man.
"You look down on people, don't you?"
"Why are you talking? We really don't have any more!"
"Who are you kidding? I clearly saw that man walking away with half a pack of cigarettes!"
"That was given to us by Wang Bin, we have to hand over the rest!"
"Yes, you won't give it, right?"
After finishing speaking, the big man strode towards the crowd and said loudly with a sad and angry look: "Dear fellow villagers, they have food and smoke, but they don't share it with us! What are they giving us? Thin porridge. This is
Is it for human consumption? Do you think it’s right for them to do this?”
Many ordinary people didn't know what was going on. When they heard that they had something to eat, they were given porridge with only a few grains of rice. They stood up one after another and came to the big man to look at the soldiers angrily.
"Don't listen to their nonsense, we have indeed run out of rice!"
"I'm talking nonsense, what's in that bag over there, and what's that in your hands?"
"The rice and cigarettes were given to us by Wang Bin!"
"Who believes it?"
"What's going on?" Platoon Leader Liu heard the noise and ran over to ask about the situation.
"Platoon leader, they falsely accused us of hiding rice from them!"
"Comrade, we have just finished eating the last bit of food. That bag of rice was indeed given to us by Wang Bin just now!"
"Humph, who can believe it? Anyway, you have a mouth, so you can say whatever you like!"