Doomsday Rise

when--

The sharp blade looked at the zombie's shoulder and burst out with a burst of sparks. It cut two inches and then stopped. Seeing the zombie coming towards him, the soldier quickly retreated. The new weapon was true, but it had to be equipped with enough power, otherwise it would not be able to cut it. Zombie arm.

When his back hit the wall, the soldier just remembered that he was in a small alley, and suddenly all the dead souls came out. The zombie's extremely sharp claws were already in front of him, and after fighting for a long time, he no longer had the strength to split the rock-hard zombie's body. .

"I didn't expect to die today!"

After the zombies broke out, the soldier knew that he would not live long, and every day he lived was a day earned. He also knew that his strength was low and he would not live long in this troubled world, but knowing that did not mean that he did not want to live. As his strength improved day by day, he thought he could live a little longer, at least longer than before, but the reality was cruel.

boom--

The right arm of the zombie that rushed over exploded, splattering out a few drops of minced meat. A hole the size of an egg appeared where the shoulder and arm were connected. The zombie was shot back and was thrown to the ground more than two meters away. Zombies have no pain nerves and will not be affected by pain. After landing, they immediately jump up and the gunshot rings again.

boom!

This time, a hole the size of an egg appeared in the leg. The zombie lost his balance and fell to the ground. He struggled wildly, but with a broken leg, he couldn't get up.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, with a surge of ecstasy in his heart. He bowed to a building in the east before picking up the machete and cutting off the remaining half of the zombie's arm and thigh. Then he went back carrying the zombie who was still struggling and refused to listen.

After four hours of fighting, they already knew that there was an elusive sniper on the battlefield, who saved many people at critical moments. However, after learning that this sniper was the supreme leader of the Ping An team and the Taoist master of Zhengping Dao, the soldiers He extinguished the thought of saving himself. He was at least a little warrior, and he was just an inconspicuous one among the many evolvers. In his past, the people Liu Weian wanted to save must be those who stood out, or Ping An. The core member of the team.

When he was rescued, the latest thing that surged in his heart was not the joy of being reborn, but the recognition that Liu Wei'an valued him. Handing the body to the counting officer, he returned to his own team, not daring to take any chances.

The squad let out a cheer. Killing a zombie earns 1 point, and bringing back a living zombie earns 5 points. The points are linked to food. The higher the points, the more food you get. For every 10 people in a team, individual or 50% of the points are shared by the remaining half of the team members. This team was relatively weak. When I saw the soldier leaving the team, I thought I was going to change the members. However, I didn't expect that the soldier not only came back safely, but also brought back a living zombie. How could I not be extremely happy?

"Catch them alive, try to catch them alive. While ensuring your own comfort, try to catch them alive." Lin Zhonghu's emotionless voice spread throughout the battlefield.

Ever since they learned that zombie corpses were related to genetic potions, Team Ping An had the habit of collecting corpses. With Mr. Liu joining the team, the requirement for zombies became alive. The difficulties have increased, but we must work hard.

Living zombies represent food. Without food, killing more zombies will be in vain, so even though it is difficult, it must be completed.

Zombies fell every minute and every second, and soldiers died. Liu Wei'an looked at the whole scene, but he was not a bee with more than 7,000 soldiers, so he couldn't care about that many. The sniper rifle has not stopped since it was fired. Basically, he does not need to worry too much about the members of the Heian Team. They already have rich experience in dealing with zombies and cooperate closely with each other. As long as they do not encounter powerful monsters such as ogres , deaths rarely occur.

The three major groups are different. They are still accustomed to fighting alone.

There is also teamwork, but that collaboration is more like a gang than a team.

In addition, the overall strength is weaker than the zombies. If it were not for the presence of the sniper Liu Wei'an, the casualties of the three major groups would have at least doubled. Even so, the death toll reached 500 in one morning.

"The third brigade will retire to take a rest, and the fourth brigade will take over." You Mengshou's angry voice spread throughout the audience. The third brigade all had the same relieved expressions as before, and quickly left the battlefield. The fourth brigade, which had been prepared, rushed forward to fill the gap.

The so-called rest mainly means to retreat to eat and replenish energy. The overall physical fitness of the three major groups is too poor. This kind of high-intensity combat can only last for one and a half hours. However, You Mengshou dare not let them completely exhaust their physical strength, otherwise it will be very troublesome to recover, so every hour, they have to fight. Let them come back to rest for 10-15 minutes.

More than 7,000 people are divided into two parts, so there is no need to worry about shortage of manpower.

Although the battle lasted only a short time, the personnel of the three major groups still had objections because the casualties were too high. However, after Lin Zhonghu unceremoniously beheaded the dissenters, the remaining dissenters all chose to remain. , and later, after seeing that the members of the Heian Sentai headquarters had not rested from beginning to end, the people of the three major groups were silent.

Liu Wei'an didn't give any special treatment to his troops, he was good enough to them.

In fact, many people don't know that the zombies they face are basically relatively weak. All the powerful zombies have been eliminated. The elephants, the kings of strength, the metal men, the werewolves, the Hercules... these are the super powerful zombies. People entered the depths of the zombies at the beginning of the battle, specifically selecting those high-level zombies to snipe and kill.

Although there are still many fish caught in the trap, compared with normal times, the three major groups are already very lucky.

The gene potion is indeed magical. After taking it, Mr. Liu's abilities have been greatly improved. From the beginning of the war, he has also entered working mode. Living zombies are constantly being transported back, and he continues to give birth to potatoes. His usual limit is 200, but Now that the morning has passed, he has given birth to 300 potatoes and still does not feel tired. This is undoubtedly an extremely happy thing.

The three major groups took away more than 10,000 people, leaving almost 7,000 old, weak, sick, disabled, women, and children. This is a huge number. Every day, even a bowl of water porridge for one person will consume a lot. Of course, Liu Wei'an was not willing to provide food. Except for children under 14 years old, they didn't have to do anything. Everyone else had to work.

If you can't go to the battlefield, you dare to do logistics, can you sweep the floor, cook, or light a fire... There are people who rely on the elderly and sell them out. They think that they are over 65 years old and are already retired, so they should not be treated badly like this.

"I have worked hard for the country all my life and made so many contributions. You actually represent the government, so you should support me." A gray-haired old man said with an imposing manner.

"Didn't the government give you subsidies and pensions? These are enough to support you." Liu Wei'an, who had just returned, saw this scene and was not angry, but felt funny. I don’t know if these people have rigid thinking or are unwilling to face reality. At this time, they still say such things.

But he didn't notice that what people said was right, he didn't regard himself as the government.

"You, you, you...as a Taoist master, how can you say such irresponsible words?" The old man was shaking with anger. At this time, what we need is food and food. Why do we need pensions? No matter how much money we have, we will starve to death without food.

"If you want to eat, you have to work. If you don't work, you are not allowed to eat." Liu Wei'an left without saying a word. He was very busy.

"I want to complain to you. You, a government employee, said such words. You are not an official at all. You are a bandit." The old man was extremely angry.

"Let me tell you, since the outbreak of the zombie chaos, the government has abandoned this place. There is no trace of the troops in the entire Tianfeng Province. I can survive by saving myself. The same goes for you. If you want to wait for the government's relief, then wait. Go ahead, but there is no relief in my territory. Remember, the land you are standing on is my territory. If you have any objections, you can leave and go elsewhere to wait for government relief. I will never Stop it." Liu Wei'an stopped suddenly and said coldly.

The icy breath was like a cold current blowing through. Everyone felt a chill in their bodies. The old man who was the first to bear the brunt turned pale. He was speechless and did not dare to speak anymore. He had a hunch that if the argument continued, it would not be possible. There would be no food, but he would be kicked out. From the emotionless look in Liu Wei'an's eyes, he had absolutely reason to believe that Liu Wei'an could do such a thing.

Liu Wei'an came back to see Mr. Liu, and he couldn't worry about him. Mr. Liu was wearing food. Anyone could have problems, but he couldn't have problems here. If there was a problem with the food, the three major groups would rebel. He Although our troops are powerful, they are too few in number and the main force has not arrived yet. No trouble can occur during this period, otherwise all efforts will be in vain.

Taking turns eating may not necessarily have this meaning. It would definitely not be enough to eat at once, but if we were divided into groups and each person drank two bowls of meat sacs mixed with potatoes, I don’t know whether it is porridge or soup, it was still barely enough.

People from the three major groups have already felt the benefits of this unpalatable broth to the body. Although they still grimace when drinking it, they dare not waste a drop.

Liu Wei'an's statement that there was no more meat was of course a lie. He would save some for himself at any time, but it was true that there was no more meat, so he could only mix it with potatoes and cook it.

Seeing that Mr. Liu's face was rosy and nothing unusual, Liu Wei'an felt relieved. Without disturbing Mr. Liu, he quietly left the room and went outside. He saw that everyone was working, including those who relied on their elders to help them. Honesty was cleaning up the excrement left by the previous people and smiled lightly.

People can't be spoiled. Mr. Liu was too kind to these people before, so he dared to have a little temper on some occasions.