Chapter 510: When the Nest Is Overturned, Is There Any Whole Egg Left?

Scattered zombies didn't cause any impact on people, whether psychologically or physically, and they could still bear it. But facing the charging of hundreds, or even hundreds of zombies, that momentum made people chill!

"Put away the guns, hand-to-hand combat!"

Wu Baokang threw the gun behind him, and with quick eyes and hands, pulled a simple counter from the side to block in front of him as cover, preparing to meet the enemy.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out. Even if they wanted to avoid it, there was nowhere to avoid it. When hand-to-hand combat began, firearms basically lost their role.

"We should defend, we should have defended..."

Yu Wen muttered a sentence looking at the situation in front of him, and then shouted loudly: "Retreat to the stairwell, hurry!"

As the saying goes, one man guards the pass, ten thousand cannot open it. Facing the aggressive enemy, the primary task was to destroy their momentum. The enhanced zombies had amazing combat power, and ordinary obstacles couldn't stop them at all, but using the narrow stairwell could do it. No matter how many zombies there were, no matter how fierce they were, they only faced three or five at a time, and the crisis would have a chance to be resolved! "No, Teacher Yu, there is no way out, it's blocked behind!"

Lu Yubo looked back and saw many people squeezed behind, and zombies were attacking the crowd along the wall. The scene was very chaotic.

If he rushed back alone, it would be fine, but now the front row had clashed with the huge zombie group, and the flanks and rear also had zombies dragging them. If he forced the people behind to rush into the stairwell, the defensive formation of the crowd would be torn apart immediately, and there would be a risk of stampede! Unless everyone's pace was consistent, but there were several camps of people on the scene, and they couldn't cooperate at all. Once separated, they would be defeated by the zombies.

There was no way out, only to fight to the death!

Yu Wen was not short, and standing in the crowd, he could also see the situation in the distance. The bright searchlight couldn't shine on the section at the gate, but with the help of the diffracted light, he saw the approximate number of the zombie group.

When that black mass was reflected in his eyes, he shrank into the crowd and hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie from his arms. He knew very well that the crisis facing the Le-Go Mall at this moment was no longer something they could handle. If things went wrong, they would be wiped out here! *Puff, slap... *

Unexpectedly, just as Yu Wen took the walkie-talkie out of his waist bag, someone bumped into him, and the walkie-talkie slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground, and then was kicked away by someone who didn't know who it was. The scene was in a mess.

"Walkie-talkie, oh, hurry, who else brought a walkie-talkie!"

Yu Wen felt cold in his heart, as if the only life-saving straw had been blown away.

Hearing Yu Wen's shout, Liu Tianji and the others looked at each other. They were in a hurry to run downstairs to kill zombies just now, only caring about taking weapons, and really forgot all their bags upstairs.

"Didn't bring it..."

"I didn't either..."

Fortunately, the tacit understanding between the members made up for everyone's negligence. Tan Huajun, who was sniping on the fourth floor, saw a large group of zombies pouring into the mall. She immediately stopped shooting, took out the walkie-talkie from her pocket, pressed the talk button: "Brother Su, Brother Su, Le-Go Mall is under attack by a zombie group, the situation is very urgent, repeat..."

The message was sent out. Tan Huajun stood the walkie-talkie aside and continued to pick up the gun to shoot. Every zombie she killed gave her companions a bit more hope of survival and brought them a bit closer to resolving the crisis! "We can't rely on Brother Su for everything. You protect Teacher Yu, I'll go kill the zombies. They are not good, they are about to fail to hold on!"

Lu Yubo only felt hot blood surging in his body. He felt that he shouldn't return to the crowd, but rush to the outermost circle. He patted Liu Tianji and Jia Shiqin on the shoulders, roared with his grain sampler, and rushed forward to kill.

*Awoo! *

"Go to hell!"

"Hack you to death, hack you to death!"

The zombie howling and the combatants' roars were intertwined. Fortunately, the combatants in the front row had excellent quality and stubbornly resisted the first wave of impact. Although it was dangerous, no one suffered fatal injuries because of it.

Ten or so zombies were hacked to the ground in the initial encounter. According to the past situation, there would be a moment of breathing time, because the zombies rushing up from behind would be blocked by the corpses on the ground. Unfortunately, today was different from the past, and there was no interval between the second wave of attacks and the first wave...

The zombies pouncing from behind stepped on the corpses of their peers and jumped up directly. Their ferocious faces looked down from mid-air, and the terrified eyes looked up in disbelief, making a scene that everyone didn't expect.

*Bang! * Used to horizontal confrontation with zombies, suddenly facing zombies jumping high, they didn't react at all, and four or five combatants were pounced to the ground on the spot.

"Ah, help, I fuck your mother!"

Zhang Xin was on the ground, kicking wildly. Before he figured out the situation, he was grabbed by the back of his collar and lifted, narrowly saving his life. Turning his head, he found it was Lu Yubo.

"Ah... save me."

"Get out, uh, ah..."

Unfortunately, not all combatants who fell to the ground were as lucky as Zhang Xin! After being pounced, two people didn't have time to make any self-rescue, and the zombies had already "kissed" their cheeks. Even if someone nearby fought hard, it was of no avail. The starving zombies didn't care at all. Even if they died, biting one was a profit!

"You fuck be careful!"

Lu Yubo took a deep breath and threw Zhang Xin aside, rushing to kill again. If he rested for one more second, the pressure on others would increase by one point. As the combatant in charge at this time, he had no time to stop.

"I fuck your mother, fuck your mother, fuck, fuck..."

Wu Baokang was a violent warrior with dual weapons. Even his legs were used. Unfortunately, he still watched his companions being bitten by zombies. Being in a chaotic battle, he wasn't powerful enough to turn the tide.

Just when he should have been depressed, or thinking about how to break the situation, Zhang Su's figure appeared in Wu Baokang's mind. He wondered if he would be here, would he be able to save these useless fools from the zombies' mouths.

*Awoo, awoo! *

In a moment of distraction, his lower abdomen was hit by force. Wu Baokang woke up instantly. Two zombies rushed toward him and hit the counter in front of him. Their wide-open mouths were close at hand!

His heart sank. He raised his elbow to hit one of them, but the other one's mouth had also opened wide, and the staggered teeth were clearly visible. If there was no accident, a part above the chest would be bitten.

Subconsciously raising his arm to block, he only had one thought in his heart: if the forearm was bitten, there was still a rescue...

*Thump! * Just at this time, following the zombie he had pushed away, the other one also fell to the ground.

"Don't fuck be distracted!"

Wu Daqiang was covered in blood, his expression extremely serious as he scolded. He had fallen badly before, and he didn't know what kind of fragment had scratched his face.

"Take things, move things quickly as cover, hurry!"

Wu Daqiang saw that the counter in front of Wu Baokang had a miraculous effect, and hurriedly reminded others to use the messy chairs, counters, etc. around them, which could relieve the pressure to a certain extent.

Many people felt that Wu Daqiang's suggestion was particularly reliable, and hurriedly dragged counters, water horses, and other things in front of them. Some people even picked up the roll-up banners on the ground...

No matter what, as long as it was a little useful, it was better than being rushed by zombies directly.

Wu Baokang didn't know if his ears were deaf or his thoughts had collapsed. Looking at the companions bitten to death on the ground, then looking at the countless zombies in front of him, and then looking at the companions fighting with all their might beside him, he screamed. Others were looking for things as cover, but he was good, abandoning the dilapidated counter and killing out.

"Teacher Yu, no, can't hold on, you go up quickly, you can't die here!"

Zhang Ya waved the mountaineering stick in her hand, and the other hand was holding a section of protective railing with rollers. A zombie pounced on the railing, biting her backhand, but it was very strange, not a drop of blood flowed...

It turned out that she had one more piece of equipment than other Yama Legion members. Because the petrified-skin bulletproof vest was too fat, she specially found someone to cut out some fabric and then sewed an ugly glove. It was precisely relying on the super defense of the glove that she could complete some operations that others couldn't.

Although she was a woman mixed in a group of men, her combat power could definitely reach above the average level. This was the standard of the Yama Legion.

"Old Yu, I'll open a path for you, run quickly!"

Jia Shiqin also shouted at Yu Wen, and then looked at the direction and pushed two zombies away with his shoulder, and then the rebar in his hand poked upward. The down jacket on his body was even feathered by the zombie's scratching, and it already had a taste of not defending but only attacking.

"No, Master Jia, don't be impulsive, I'll go, it's useless to go!"

Yu Wen raised the rebar club with both hands, poked a zombie fiercely, pulled Jia Shiqin who was still trying to fight forward, and roared: "When the nest is overturned, is there any whole egg left?" "Damn, where did so many zombies come from? I don't want to die!"

Liu Tianji shouted while fighting. There were no zombies nearby. Was this falling from the sky?

His combat power belonged to the middle-lower level in the Yama Legion. He was relatively biased toward technical aspects. He stayed in Le-Go to study the problem of communication network setup, but didn't expect to encounter the attack of a crazy zombie group.

"President, can't hold on, there are too many zombies, what to do!?"

Big Head was very brave and protected Li Zongkai. For a while, he indeed had no problems, but the consumption of physical strength was the biggest problem. High-intensity fighting couldn't last long. Judging from the visual situation, the number of zombies far exceeded humans.

The number of zombies was decreasing, but their own people would also die in battle. From the number, killing ten or so zombies while one comrade died seemed to be a big win, but the account wasn't calculated like that.

The combat pressure on humans would become greater and greater, and in the end, they would definitely all fall...

As time passed, the crowd had gathered from an open fan shape into a ball, only twenty meters away from the safety passage gate. If they could work together to tear open a gap, and then the remaining personnel rushed into the stairwell, there would still be a glimmer of hope.

To achieve this, they must work together, and... they needed some people to sacrifice their lives.

"Kill, kill toward the stairwell. As long as you rush in, you can live!" Wu Baokang saw the situation clearly, but it was too difficult to execute.

Zombies were not humans and had no thinking ability, but they possessed a fearless combat consciousness. They didn't give the survivors any chance at all. Facing the survivors' red-eyed fighting, they seemed to become even crazier.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Someone's arm was bitten by a zombie. Thick clothing could prevent zombie biting to a certain extent, but after tearing, the defense was significantly weakened. The bloody arm was still waving weapons crazily!

If they were treated immediately, there would still be a glimmer of life, but the actual situation didn't allow it at all. Knowing that death was certain, but besides choosing to fight to the last moment, it seemed there was no second road that was more suitable to take.

Even if they were to die, they had to die magnificently!

"Can't go back, we can't go back!"

Someone was pessimistic, crying while fighting the zombies crazily, turning inner despair into strength, trying to kill a glimmer of life.

"Dead thing, come, come and bite me!"

"Smash you to death, old lady smash you to death..."

"Damn, look at me, hey!"

Upstairs, not only Tan Huajun stood on the fourth floor and kept shooting, but the second and third floors also began to fly various things to the first floor, including folding chairs, pillows, water cups...

The most powerful thing was that someone found a ladder from somewhere, and two people worked together to swing the ladder like stirring a large water tank to slap the zombies on the first floor!

Ordinary members didn't have the ability to fight zombies on the front line, but they also hoped to provide some help, trying to attract the zombies' attention to share the pressure for the combatants.

It did have some effect. The zombies rushing to kill from behind looked up blankly, not knowing how to dodge when things hit them, but soon they reacted. Space blocked them from getting flesh and blood upstairs, and only by rushing forward could they have hope of eating. They were attracted by the stirring of the ladder for ten or so zombies, which was a good result.

Short stays could indeed relieve the pressure on combatants to a certain extent, but just like this was not enough.

"Why, why is it like this..."

"Is there any way to stop them!"

"I don't want to die..."

A desolate atmosphere spread among the ordinary members. Many people sat on the ground and cried. They could already foresee their tragic ending. When the combatants were all wiped out, the zombies would ruthlessly rush upstairs and eat them all!

Perhaps there would be one or two people hiding in the dark and escaping, but would that person be themselves? Don't know...

"Should pick up weapons!"

"Right, we should prepare for battle..."

"If the big brothers downstairs sacrifice, we are the last strength, can't wait to die!"

"Weapons, where are the weapons?"

Ordinary members finally realized the seriousness of the problem. In the past, they could hide behind the combatants with peace of mind and do some logistical work, using high-intensity labor to exchange for safety.

It was just that when the combatants couldn't resist, everyone would fall into a desperate crisis.

And when they realized the arrival of danger, they often didn't have the opportunity to resist. For example, now, they wanted to pick up weapons to prepare for battle, but where were the weapons? Liao Youzhi's philosophy of managing the camp was very different from Zhang Su's. Zhang Su hoped that everyone would be a soldier, but Liao Youzhi didn't want ordinary members to come into contact with weapons. Compared with the zombie crisis, he seemed to be more afraid of the mutiny of ordinary members...

So much so that when the old, weak, women, and children wanted to find weapons to resist the zombies, they found that there was nothing around them that could be called a weapon. Mop handles, table legs, large iron pots... facing crazy zombies, these things were no different from hitting a stone with an egg.

"Finished, going to die here."

Liu Tianji's heart beat wildly, and tears flowed down with sweat. High-intensity fighting made him feel that his arms were a bit exhausted. Such symptoms meant that the time he could persist was not long. The hormones in his body had tried their best, as if saying: I tried my best, the next is up to willpower.

"Blame me, it's really careless, should have guarded upstairs, lack of experience..."

Yu Wen's state was embarrassed, his decent down jacket was broken, but this didn't affect the defense, because what really played a role was the bulletproof vest made of petrified zombie skin. If there was no such bulletproof vest, he would have died four or five times.

"Teacher Yu, don't say it, no one can think of this!"

Zhang Ya's movements didn't stop, and the fire of hope in her heart gradually dimmed.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I won't die, definitely won't die!"

Lu Yubo didn't fight with Wu Baokang and the others anymore, but returned to the side of the Yama Legion brothers. At the last moment, he still felt that companions who had been together for a long time were more reliable, or rather, even if he died, he hoped to die with familiar people.

"Old Brother Yu, I'm afraid we two will have to explain here today..."

Li Zongkai panted, feeling incomparably bitter in his heart. Both he and Yu Wen were good at managing the camp, coordinating personnel, and doing some administrative work. They lacked experience in fighting zombies. If they hadn't rushed down with people in a high-spirited manner at the beginning, but just huddled at the safety exit to attract zombies for beheading, they really wouldn't have ended up in this situation! "Don't reach the last moment, no one is allowed to give up, kill, kill to death!"

Wu Baokang's throat was already hoarse. As the sharp knife of the whole team, he could clearly feel that the companions around him began to become soft. Human power eventually had its limits.

He didn't expect to have this robbery. If he had known this, he would have gone to the Eagle Society and the Weather Group with the Yama King. Unfortunately, he was already trapped here, and only blood battle to the end.

Wu Daqiang was still brave. Long-term military life made his body far exceed ordinary people, but facing the endless enemy also made him touch the limit of his body. His spirit was highly concentrated, and he entered a state of selfless fighting. Once this breath was relaxed, he would die on the spot. He relied entirely on his body's instinct to support it.

Zhang Xin was already panting like a cow. He felt that even if someone told him now that citizens in the city were grabbing watermelons at eight yuan a catty, and there was a watermelon field three hundred miles away selling watermelons at three cents a catty, he wouldn't have the strength to go to stock up. If it weren't for the roar of the people around him, he would have wanted to lie down immediately.

"Ah, Old Qiu, don't, ah, I'll come to send you!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd turned into a zombie, causing a small-scale riot. The person beside him, after reacting, stabbed a knife into the eye socket of the person who turned into a zombie, decisively ending the companion's life. It wasn't cruel, but the last pity.

The corpse was thrown aside at will, and no one had time to reminisce and feel sad, because the crisis in front of them hadn't been relieved at all. Zombies in groups surrounded them airtight, as if they couldn't be killed...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 511 =====