Chapter 503: Encounter battle! (5K single chapter, no slacking off)

"Not good... Dahu! Danger!"

Yang Liehuo saw the car shaking and about to flip, and subconsciously wanted to rush up to rescue Duan Wuhu. As a result, his hair was grabbed, his head was pulled back, and his skin was pulled tight. It was a good thing he didn't fall on the spot.

"Are you crazy? The airbag exploded, Old Duan won't die, hurry up and prepare to kill zombies!"

Guo Dachao saw Yang Liehuo wanting to use his flesh to resist the car, which scared him regardless of three seven twenty-one, reaching out and grabbing Yang Liehuo's messy hair, shouting wildly in his ear.

Bang, bang bang...

Things were as everyone expected. After the car tilted, the big dog didn't take long, a tumble, rolled 270 degrees on the mountain road, swayed left and right a few times, and stabilized its posture. The position of the main driver was just facing the crowd.

The fierce impact caused all the airbags in the big dog's cabin to explode, steering wheel airbags, A-pillar airbags, side positions, knee airbags...

Duan Wuhu was squeezed in the middle by a group of airbags. He had no major injuries, but his face was scratched by the shattered glass, just like meat filling squeezed in the middle of a large group of fermented dough. There was no life-threatening danger for the time being.

The car collision didn't kill many zombies, but it successfully blocked the zombie's momentum, winning precious rest time for everyone. Using the short ten seconds, it was enough for a group of well-trained people to reorganize their formation.

When everyone grabbed cold weapons and rushed forward again, a scene that people couldn't bear to look at appeared before their eyes...

A bloody corpse lay on the ground, and more than ten zombies were surrounding and gnawing. Some zombies even broke their legs during the car collision, but that didn't delay them from fighting for blood food with their kind.

Everyone was extremely angry when they saw this scene. They had no intention of using the corpses of their kind to attract zombies for beheading, but the actual situation was very cruel.

"Sister Lian..."

"I said why the zombies suddenly quieted down and didn't continue to chase us!"

"Kill, kill all these beasts!"

Yang Liehuo gripped the steel bar tightly, his knuckles white. He stepped forward and hit a zombie's back of the head. The skull shattered, and it died on the spot.

The zombies had undergone three rounds of strengthening, but they had one habit that had always remained unchanged, that is, as long as they were eating, they would become very calm, even focused. The kind being killed beside them, the zombie tearing meat from the corpse on the side didn't even lift its eyelids until its own brain was pierced!

Woof woof!

A dog bark sounded, and everyone was alert. Good Luck rarely barked, but as long as it made a sound, there must be a situation. Looking to the side, sure enough!

The zombies flown by the car weren't all seriously injured. Three crawled up from the ditch by the road with difficulty. Their eyes were godless but glowing with blood red. When their feet stood firm, they rushed toward humans crazily, regardless of the gap between the enemy and themselves.

If it weren't for Good Luck's reminder, the three zombies might have caused some trouble for everyone, but now...

Pfft, pfft.

Yang Liehuo and Guo Dachao worked together to solve the three zombies quickly.

"Sister Lian..."

The women's army members brought tears, one by one, stabbing the zombies gnawing on Sister Lian's body. Some zombies even had meat chunks in their mouths, directly falling on Sister Lian's corpse. The whole scene couldn't be described as tragic.

Woo woo, woo woo! The zombies crippled by the car crawled hard, and what awaited them was also death.

In less than ten minutes, the living zombies were all strangled. Guo Dachao carefully checked it again, and there were no survivors.

In front of victory, everyone had no excited mood, not only because of Sister Lian's death, but also because two companions were bitten, almost sentenced to death.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Everyone was panting, and groups of white mist rose above people's heads. Duan Wuhu had been rescued from the car. Except for a few scratches on his face, his wrists were sprained, and there was no major problem overall. Everyone was looking solemnly at the two women's army members who were bitten!

"Yu Qiuhua, Guo Fenfang, you, you two... sigh!"

Yang Liehuo was full of embarrassment. He looked at Yu Qiuhua and Guo Fenfang and beat his chest and feet. Both of them were survivors who came out of Kuanzhuang with him. Yu Qiuhua was even a villager from the same village who lived a row of houses away. Facing life and death at this moment, he felt incomparable sadness in his heart.

"It hasn't reached the worst time yet, Brother Huo, why are you dejected!"

Lu Leiyang was more energetic than Yang Liehuo. He slapped his shoulder hard, telling him not to be frustrated, at least not to show a pessimistic mood in front of the wounded, otherwise those who could be saved would be scared to death.

Zhong Xiaoshan smoothed her messy hair, took a deep breath of cold air, looked at the two women's army members with bloodshot eyes, and said solemnly: "Sister Qiuhua, Sister Fenfang, you, one arm was bitten, one leg was bitten. If you amputate as soon as possible, there is a possibility of living. I think... you choose for yourself, whether to fight for it or accept your fate, you choose for yourself!"

She wasn't as decisive as Zhang Su, couldn't make up her mind, and had seen many patients' situations before dying in the hospital for those years, relatively understanding the mentality of those people. In fact, not everyone was willing to accept treatment with their family fortune exhausted and suffering.

Sometimes, a quick end was a kind of mercy.

"We, I..."

"How should I choose, what should I do?"

Yu Qiuhua and Guo Fenfang's faces were pale. Let alone making a choice, their brains were blank, completely not knowing what to think, their lips trembling one after another.

"We have developed a zombie-transformation blocking liquid. We can't guarantee 100% success, but there is a certain probability of success. Qiu Hui is currently receiving treatment in the laboratory. Please don't give up, believe in yourself, believe in science, believe in miracles!"

Fu Weijun pushed his wheelchair over, saw the situation of the two women from the gap in the crowd, and persuaded loudly.

People heard Fu Weijun's voice and separated into two sides to let him into the crowd.

"Fu, Doctor Fu, is there really salvation?"

Yu Qiuhua asked with a crying voice.

Fu Weijun nodded, facing the two hopeful eyes, and said very affirmatively: "There is hope, the research on zombie-transformation blocking liquid is the result brought back by Dr. Xie from the Qinglong Corps. They have been researching for a period of time, and I think they are very sure. The problem lies in your choice. If you decide to fight, the faster you inject the blocking liquid, the better!"

"Don't need to cut off the bitten part?"

Zhong Xiaoshan looked at Fu Weijun somewhat suspiciously. She hadn't even heard of the zombie-transformation blocking liquid, and based on her understanding of Fu Weijun, this person's mind was all on scientific research. When did he become so concerned about camp members? Perhaps he was just to push the experiment smoothly, but regardless, if the blocking liquid could take effect, it was also good.

Fu Weijun shook his head, then hesitated again, and said: "If you can make up your mind to clear the affected area, it should be of some help. This depends on the determination of the two. It's not forced!"

Cutting off the bitten part had a significant effect on delaying zombie transformation. This was a certain thing, but not everyone had the determination to do so.

Fu Weijun felt in his heart that if the blocking liquid was effective, it would be effective whether or not to amputate. If it wasn't effective, amputation wouldn't have any help. The main thing was the desire to survive.

"Cut it! Brother Huo, I want to live..."

Guo Fenfang's desire to survive was very strong. Since there was a glimmer of life, what are you waiting for? She looked at Yang Liehuo with tears in her eyes. The meaning was very clear, asking him to help her break her arm.

"I'll go get the medical kit!" Zhong Xiaoshan saw this and immediately ran to Little Lucky. After breaking the arm, regardless of whether it could effectively block zombie transformation, at least she couldn't let Guo Fenfang die of blood loss!

"I... I won't, don't want it. If the blocking liquid is effective, then thank God. If it doesn't work, let me die. I don't want... don't want..."

Yu Qiuhua's words weren't finished, but everyone knew what she wanted to say was that she didn't want to lose a leg. Probably because she was in front of Fu Weijun, it wasn't easy to express that layer of meaning.

"Qiuhua, don't be stupid, this is the difference between life and death, can't be stubborn!"

Yang Liehuo was furious.

"Brother Huo, don't force her. With the current medical conditions, the risk of amputation from the thigh is no less than blocking zombie transformation!" Yu Qing held Yang Liehuo and shook her head sadly. Although she wasn't a doctor, she also understood some common sense.

"Then I also think I should fight, sigh, regardless... I'll solve the trouble for Sister Fenfang first! Go, follow me to that side!"

Yang Liehuo gritted his teeth and beckoned to Guo Fenfang.

The atmosphere at the scene was suppressed to the extreme. Low crying sounds came from the crowd. The women's army members of the reserve team couldn't suppress the sadness in their hearts, pursing their lips and shedding tears.

"Not allowed to cry!"

As the deputy captain, Lu Leiyang's roar still had some power, instantly making the scene quiet.

"What's there to cry about zombies becoming stronger? We just become stronger too. Speaking of which, why did it become like this today if it wasn't because we were too poor? I don't believe that if Brother Su was here, and the Yama Legion was all here, those zombies could make trouble! You are the reserve team, do you understand the reserve team? You must also strive toward the Yama Legion!"

A lecture was spoken out. Although it didn't play a role in boosting morale, it also stabilized the emotions at the scene.

Guo Dachao licked his lips, picked up the gun from the pile of corpses, walked to Lu Leiyang's side and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't talk about everyone, it wasn't easy today, almost all of us were accounted for here. Fortunately, Old Duan acted in time. Old Duan, I owe you a life!"

"Me too, Brother Duan, owe you a life."

"Count me in too, just now three or five seconds slower, I would be miserable!"

"And me..."

"Don't, don't..." Duan Wuhu waved his hand and squeezed out an ugly smile, saying: "In this kind of time, there is no such thing as who owes whom. Everyone is fighting for their lives, just live well, live well!"

The words of owing a life indeed didn't make much sense, because no one knew how long they could live, whether they had the opportunity to repay, and whether they could make up their minds when they had the opportunity to repay. These were all unknowns.

Live well, simple requirements, simple thoughts...

"Ah... uh!"

Just at this moment, a suppressed cry of pain came from behind a big tree. Everyone knew what happened there. They wanted to help but felt they couldn't help. Seeing Zhong Xiaoshan running quickly with the kit, they were relieved...

But they didn't know that the real crisis was still hidden in the dark!

When Tianmayu was fighting zombies, Zhang Su also encountered a situation.

The convoy drove to a street away from Xinglong Huafu. Zhang Su glanced at the dilapidated residential area on the side, and suddenly found

"That's not right!"

Zhang Su slowed the car down and frowned, saying, "By all logic, these zombies should be dazed when it's raining, so why is this time different?"

Zheng Xin naturally saw the zombies in the residential compound too and asked in confusion, "I'm more interested in knowing why the zombies haven't been cleared out in a place so close to the camp... Hey, hey, did they sense us?"

Just as she was speaking, Zheng Xin saw the zombies a hundred meters away turn their heads in unison toward the main gate, followed by an action that left her dumbfounded.

They took off running at full speed!

"Damn, Usain Bolt!"

Although the zombies of the past weren't slow when running, their movements were relatively mechanical overall; not only were they prone to falling, but they also looked particularly awkward and comical. But the group of zombies before them now was different—their running posture was already very close to human movement patterns, and their speed was astonishing!

"Is this... is this a mutated zombie or an ordinary zombie that has been strengthened?"

When Zhang Su saw the zombies sprinting toward the gate, his heart tightened! "Brother, this group of zombies seems to have been injected with adrenaline; that broken gate won't be able to hold them at all!"

Over the walkie-talkie, Zhao Dezhu's tone was urgent. The large iron gate of the compound was being fiercely rammed by the first wave of zombies and was visibly teetering; the cement anchors could be seen popping off. It was estimated that they would break through in just a few seconds, which showed just how great the force of those zombies was!

"Everyone, get out of the cars and shoot! Quick, open fire and kill them!!"

Zhang Su didn't even hear what Zhao Dezhu said over the walkie-talkie. The moment the zombies charged the gate, he had already pushed the door open to get out, simultaneously issuing orders in a loud voice.

Restraining their voices was now meaningless because those zombies had already discovered them and were pouring out in droves. Originally, less than half had appeared in the field of vision of the people at the main entrance, but a large group was following behind—the number was at least three hundred!

The convoy couldn't escape; every vehicle was severely overloaded, and with a thin layer of snow on the ground causing them to slip, they might have been able to slip away if they hadn't attracted the zombies' attention earlier. After seeing the speed at which the zombies ran, Zhang Su knew that killing the zombies was the only option; the key lay in which method to use to kill them.

According to past experience, cold weapons would definitely be the priority, but this time he didn't hesitate to let everyone open fire. For no other reason than that the zombies' speed was too fast. If he let this group of zombies charge the convoy, it would cause inestimable damage on the spot; shooting them in advance could reduce casualties!

As for those ordinary survivors without weapons...

A scene of corpses strewn across the field exploded in Zhang Su's mind instantly. Open fire, rapid killing must be the optimal choice! Rat-tat-tat, rat-tat-tat...

While issuing the order, Zhang Su raised his rifle and began to pick them off. At the same time, gunfire rang out in his ears. The several members of the Yama Legion had uniform standard-issue rifles, and the teams led by Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi also had issued guns, but not everyone could practice shooting every day like the Yama Legion...

Although some people from the Automobile Park branch and the Kindergarten branch had guns, it was mostly to intimidate humans in daily life, not to deal with zombies. When they truly needed to shoot, they were completely dumbfounded; their accuracy was so poor it was simply painful to watch! Aside from being used to scare people, the guns were truly a bit of a waste in their hands.

The only ones truly killing zombies were the few rifles of the Yama Legion; the others were no different from a "cheerleading squad." It took over a dozen bullets to hit one, and it wasn't even certain they would hit the head; the efficiency was extremely poor...

The compound gate was indeed not very sturdy, but fortunately, the surrounding walls were solid enough, forcing the zombies to rush out only through the gate, which to a certain extent reduced the pressure. But even so, with three or four hundred zombies pouring out, the firepower coverage seemed very thin!

Firelight flashed everywhere, shell casings flew, and magazine after magazine was emptied. "Emptying the magazine" wasn't a joke; the amount of ammunition each person carried was limited. In a real battle, the consumption of bullets was much faster than imagined, and after a short while, several magazines were already empty! The results were not bad; at least a hundred zombie corpses had fallen in the distance from the compound gate to the street...

"Everyone retreat! Combat personnel use the cars as cover and prepare for close-quarters melee combat!"

After the rifles had shot down over a hundred zombies, the remaining two hundred or so zombies, stepping heavily on the corpses of their own kind, had already charged within thirty meters!

Fortunately, the corpses on the ground acted as an obstacle, causing many zombies to fall miserably during their sprint; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to withstand such a fierce charge.

From discovering the zombies, to being discovered by them, to them being within arm's reach, it had been no more than two or three minutes. Firepower suppression seemed somewhat pale in the face of speed and fearlessness of death—and, of course, the numerical advantage!

"Quick, grab your weapons, prepare for battle!"

"Knights, charge!"

Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi commanded loudly. Their cars were packed with ordinary survivors; just clearing out space had taken a lot of time earlier. Later, the hasty shooting hadn't killed many zombies either. They hurriedly took out their weapons and hid behind the cars, primarily in a state of panic, their faces filled with alarm...

But this couldn't be blamed on them, because the degree to which the zombies had strengthened exceeded expectations. This was an unexpected battle; everything was an accident.

An unexpected time, in an unexpected place, meeting unexpectedly strong zombies...

All combat personnel realized the difference between an encounter battle and a defensive battle: one was "Normal Mode" operated with your feet, the other was "Hard Mode" that could break your own hands! Zhang Su pulled the car door open, threw his rifle onto the car, crossed his hands to draw his military knife and steel rebar club from his waist, and flexed his wrists, causing his knuckles to crack. He turned his head to look at the charging zombies over the hood and said to Zheng Xin beside him with a solemn expression, "Stay close to me later!"

"I will fight side-by-side with you!"

Zheng Xin felt the crisis, and the various hormone levels in her body rose crazily. She used the brief moment to move her backpack to her chest, just like when she had escaped the compound back then. At the same time, she pulled a hat from a compartment and put it on Zhang Su, then put one on herself.

Others were doing the same thing: checking weapons, preparing armor; a tense atmosphere descended instantly.

When the members of the Yama Legion put on those ugly hats, it meant things had reached a certain level of severity! (End of chapter)