After returning to the game, Qiu Yu was at a loss for a long time. It was not until Harpham grabbed his shoulders and shook him for a long time that he came back to his senses.
Qiu Yu focused her eyes on his face, "You didn't sleep at midnight, why are you shaking me?"
"I want to sleep, but didn't you say that zombies will probably come soon and tell everyone to get ready for battle?" Harpham said angrily.
"Oh." Qiu Yu reluctantly recovered his thoughts, "How is the situation?"
"You are the captain now. Didn't I just come to ask you after seeing you didn't respond for a long time?"
"what time is it now?"
"One twenty-seven," Harpham answered without looking at his watch.
"Is it already this time?" Qiu Yu said in surprise.
"Then when do you think it was? I've been here several times and I saw you sitting all the time. I thought you were thinking about something important, but I didn't expect you to be in a daze."
No wonder Harpham dared to yell at himself. It turned out to be anger and impatience.
Whether in public or private matters, Qiu Yu could not admit that he was in a daze, "I just got some important information. If used properly, it might make many things easier."
"That's a good thing."
"But I don't want to use it."
"Is it possible that it's fake?"
"No, it's absolutely true."
"Is it inconvenient to use?"
"very convenient."
"A big price to pay?"
"No, it will save you a lot of money."
"Then why not?"
"Because the person who gave me the information..."
Harpham was stunned for a long time, "Then this has nothing to do with the intelligence or the person who gave you the intelligence. It is entirely your problem."
"My problem? Probably."
Seeing that Qiu Yu's mood was a bit off, Harpham even sat next to him and said slowly, "Speaking of which, outstanding young people like you are rare. When I talk to you, I almost treat you as someone of the same age.
But in fact, you are at least twenty years younger than me, right?"
Without waiting for Qiu Yu to answer, Harpham continued to talk to himself, "No matter how smart and capable you are, you will still be troubled by some problems that belong to young people because of your age. But when you get to my
Age, when you look back and think about it, you will realize how ridiculous the troubles you are now are... When I say this, you must despise me in your heart, right? If you have such emotions, you are responding to what I said."
Qiu Yu looked at him expressionlessly, "Then guess what worries me?"
Harpham said, "No need to guess, I can definitely say that it is nothing more than overconfidence in one's own abilities and unwillingness to accept help from others."
Qiu Yu shook his head, "This is indeed not a guess. It can be easily analyzed from what I just said."
Harpham did not answer his words and just spoke at his own pace, "You are very smart, but are you so smart from birth? You are very strong, but you will hunt and prey as soon as you fall to the ground? Can you understand what I am saying?
And you know that even your own existence did not come out of thin air. It is precisely because you have been receiving help from others that you have become who you are now. Now that you are just a little bit full of wings, you feel that it is a shame to get help?
"
Qiu Yu's heart moved slightly, "But it also depends on who gave it."
"You don't have to look at who gave it to you. The key is to understand why others gave it to you. You don't need to think too complicatedly. I'll tell you the answer directly. It's because... others are stronger than you, so that's why
Qualifications are given to you. Just because you don't accept help doesn't prove how proud and confident you are. The real reason is that you don't admit that you are weaker than others."
"I'm just not willing to give in."
"Silly worries. Since you are unwilling to give in, then you will do whatever it takes to become stronger. Be so strong that you don't need help from others, and you may even be qualified to help others in return."
"But the gap is so big that I even lose the direction I have been striving for time and time again."
Harpham smiled and said, "So what if the gap is too big? Those people are your parents and brothers, blood relatives?"
"no."
"Is he a born saint who helps those in need?"
"no."
“Is it overflowing with compassion or is it insignificant and random?”
"no."
"It's the responsibility that lies with you and you can't shirk it?"
"no."
"Is it because we have made an eternal alliance with you and are willing to sacrifice everything?"
"no......"
"Isn't this enough? Since it's not these, then I must ask for help from you. What's the difference between people who can ask for you? Even if there is, it is only temporary, at least in the eyes of the other party.
Come on, sooner or later you will help him one day. Your current resistance is just delaying the time when you can help him."
Qiu Yu looked at Harpham in surprise, "Have I always underestimated you?"
"Looking down on me means you are not mature enough. No matter what, I have eaten dozens of kilograms more salt than you." Seeing Qiu Yu gradually return to his previous confident state, Harpham said calmly.
Disappeared in an instant, "Okay, go and see what the situation is like now. The soldiers in charge of intelligence didn't buy my account at all, but just looking at them made me feel uneasy.
Early morning of the tenth day, midnight.
On the edge of the city, the garrison of the 5th Squadron of the 6th Brigade of the 7th Wing.
This is a farmer's accommodation area at the very edge of the city. Compared with the high cost of land in the city, the farmer's housing here is quite haphazardly built. Not only do they range from single-story bungalows to seven or eight-story buildings, but they are also scattered around.
It's within a few hundred meters, but it's quite useful as a line of defense against zombies.
The ten teams of the 765th Squadron are evenly distributed on the tallest building in this accommodation area. It is said to be to resist zombies, but the daily task is more like attracting zombies at a safe height.
There are only three situations that need to be dealt with.
First, when there are not many zombies, just practice your marksmanship and kill them one by one. Second, when there are a lot of zombies, call for heavy troops to bombard or crush them, and then come out when you are almost done hiding in the house.
Continue to practice your marksmanship. Third, if there are too many zombies to eliminate, you must use various loud-volume devices to attract the zombies and prevent them from entering the farmland.
In fact, not the entire front has such a convenient location. Many troops can only dig trenches and build bunkers, or rely on tank troops for defense, and many people are sacrificed every day. Soldiers of the 765th Squadron who can be assigned here
Undoubtedly lucky.
Da da--
Bessen climbed on the edge of a seven-story building and used a rifle with a scope to kill zombies not far away.
This kind of leisurely fighting in a safe position made him feel both lucky and helpless. Every day, he could only try his best to kill as many zombies as possible.
Yesterday, I learned from soldiers transporting supplies in armored vehicles that heavy weapons and ammunition have been almost consumed, and ordinary firearms and ammunition can no longer be wasted casually. Every bullet must be used to its full potential.
Even if you don’t need to be reminded, everyone understands that it is no longer possible to make bullets. Use one and you will lose one. But zombies will always give people an endless feeling. If you don’t save, when the bullets are exhausted,
, we can only go down from the safe roof and fight the sea of zombies with our flesh and blood.
Click click——
A box of bullets is finished.
Carving his own record with a knife on his side. Beisen was quite satisfied with today's kill rate. The practice of hundreds of rounds of bullets brought him one step closer to the realm of a sharpshooter. Although he really wanted to continue practicing, he has long been unable to do so.
The long hours of aiming and shooting made his brain a little dizzy. The consequences of continuing to hold on would only be an irresponsible waste of ammunition.
I moved my stiff body a little. It was still a short while before the shift change, but the number of zombies seemed to be much less than before. In addition, several nearby buildings were still shooting, and there would be no more zombies even after a few minutes.
what is the problem.
But at this extraordinary moment, every second of doing nothing would make Bessen uncomfortable. After spending a few seconds thinking about what he should do, he picked up the telescope next to him.
The lights of the city not far away were bright. Attracted by the sound of gunfire, waves of zombies moved tirelessly towards the suburbs. Wherever the lights touched, you could see the ugly figures of all kinds of zombies.
Bessen's hand holding the telescope trembled. How could zombies with the same appearance make him have "all kinds of" thoughts? No, not thoughts, but actually seeing them.
When Bessen looked through the telescope again, all he could see was darkness.
Blinking desperately, he put the telescope in front of his eyes. After realizing that he could only see a blurry outline of the telescope, Bessen suddenly realized that the problem was not with himself, nor with the telescope, but with the city - the one who persisted for more than ten years.
The bright place in the sky suddenly lost all power supply. The light that almost reached the horizon disappeared in an instant.
This kind of heavy darkness that he had never felt in his life made Beisen tighten his body unconsciously. If zombies are a threat to life, then this lightless world is a threat to hope.
With the faint blue light in the starless sky, Bessen grasped the rifle that he had just put down. At this time, he could only seek a little courage from here.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-
The originally sparse gunshots suddenly became more rapid. In the darkness, the muzzle fire flickered on and off, reflecting the panicked faces on other rooftops.
Bessen felt that he could understand them. In the face of this sudden darkness, if there were still bullets in his gun, he would definitely vent like they did. But when he saw the light from the muzzle changing from a downward shot to a flat shot,
Then it turned into strafing, and Bessen suddenly realized something was wrong.
Roar--
A roar mixed with a fishy smell sounded not far away.
Bessen paused in grabbing the magazine, turned his stiff neck, and looked in the direction of the sound. What he saw was a zombie rushing towards him.
Although I didn’t understand why zombies appeared on the roof of a building more than 20 meters high, I was somewhat mentally prepared and allowed Beisen to come to his senses before being bitten. The moment he passed by the zombies, he wiped them away with a dagger.
Zombie's neck.
But before he could feel the joy and fear, the scene in front of him directly threw Bessen into the abyss of despair.
That was, one zombie after another, climbing up from the edge of the dark building.
The height of a building is no longer the only thing humans can rely on to resist zombies.