Song Tielin looked at Yang Bin and the others with wide eyes, feeling a huge wave in his heart.
Even if it was official, there were only a few Level 4 players. The six people in this team were all Level 4 players, which was really hard for him to accept.
At the same time, Song Tielin was also very lucky. Fortunately, he did not follow that woman crazy, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Although they had guns, only he knew that their bullets were almost exhausted along the way.
This is not an open place, and the other party will not just let them fight. Once they run out of bullets, they may all have to answer.
"How did you provoke so many zombies? With your mind, it shouldn't be a problem. It's not that girl's problem again." Yang Bin said suddenly.
"Not entirely, I have my own problems too." Song Tielin said with a wry smile.
"Oh, it's really her."
"Old Song, I think you should just throw this woman down to feed the zombies, otherwise this woman will definitely benefit from you when she goes back." Yang Bin patted Song Tielin on the shoulder and said.
"..."
"Don't talk about this again. Soldiers have their own bottom line and principles!"
"Hey." Yang Bin sighed.
He admired the soldiers' principles, but he knew very well that in the last days, such principles were quite foolish.
Shaking his head, Yang Bin looked at Song Tielin and said, "Let's discuss how to get out of here."
"Do you have any idea?" Song Tielin said excitedly.
"No, I won't discuss it with you."
"...."
"You are all fourth-order evolvers, is there nothing you can do?"
"We are humans, not gods. There are tens of thousands of zombies. Unless we can fly, we will die if we go down."
"Well, it seems I can't count on you."
"...."
"Don't your military have those kind of powerful grenades? Wouldn't it be solved if you drop a few dozen of them?"
"If we had this thing, would we still be hiding here?" Song Tielin rolled his eyes.
"What about...bazookas, Italian cannons, etc.?"
"No!" Song Tielin's face turned dark. This kind of weapon is usually kept in the arsenal, so how could he carry it with him.
"It seems that I can't count on you." Yang Bin shook his head.
"..."
"Then can you call for support?" Yang Bin asked again, somewhat unwilling to give up.
"Okay, but the communication equipment is in the car and I didn't bring it over." Song Tielin said awkwardly.
"...."
"Then the official saw that you haven't returned for a long time, so they should send someone to pick you up."
"That's for sure. This batch of supplies is very important to the base."
"How long will it take?"
"Tomorrow at the latest."
"tomorrow?"
Yang Bin frowned, he didn't want to spend the night here.
He wants to go back to pick up crystals tonight. If his guess is correct, at least one or two level 4 zombies will be born there tonight. He cannot take advantage of the people in that villa.
Looking at the people around him, Yang Bin suddenly said: "How about I take you out."
"Charge out? How can we rush out with tens of thousands of zombies below? You're probably going to take us to see the King of Hell." Song Tielin is not stupid.
"I'd better wait here for rescue."
"You can't wait like this. At least you should go back and tell the superiors personally about the situation here. They don't know there are so many zombies. If there aren't enough people to rescue them, why don't they send food?"
"This..." Song Tielin frowned, obviously afraid of this situation.
"I have a safer method."
"you say."
"Now we have more than 400 people here, about a hundred soldiers and more than 300 oil bottles."
"Who are you talking about?" After hearing Yang Bin's words, a group of people suddenly became unhappy.
"Okay, since it's not a drag, then follow us down to kill the zombies."
"...."
In a word, these people just shut up.
Yang Bin stopped caring about them and continued to look at Song Tielin and said: "These dragsters don't need them to fight, and fighting is also a hindrance.
Let them go to the top of the building, and then smash things down. On more than 20 floors, they can kill a few by smashing any table. At the same time, they can also attract the attention of most zombies. When the time comes, we and the soldiers will break out from the other side. . "
After hearing Yang Bin's words, Song Tielin's eyes lit up and he seemed a little moved. But after thinking about it, he frowned and said, "Then what will happen to these people if we break through?"
"Are you stupid? After you break through, you can go back and shake people. Once you know the situation here, you will know how many people you need to shake. Then you can rescue these people."
"Yes, this method seems feasible, but the risk is also very high. If we can't break through quickly, when the zombies react, they may be dumped, and the entire army will be annihilated."
"With six of us fourth-order evolvers here, you are so scared!"
"..."
"Okay, done!"
Song Tielin was not a nagging person, so he made a decision directly after thinking about it for a while.
Then he looked at the group of people and said: "You have all heard the plan just now. You don't need to kill zombies, just throw objects from high altitude."
"Yes, yes, but Camp Commander Song, you won't just walk away, just leave us here."
"I'm not that kind of person, hurry up, go upstairs, remember, throw it in one direction, don't throw it everywhere."
"well."
A group of people quickly ran upstairs.
Then, Song Tielin looked at Yang Bin and said, "How do we go down? The stairwell is full of zombies and is probably blocked now."
"Which floor are they blocking the zombies on?"
"Third floor."
"Then it seems the only option is to jump from the third floor."
"..."
"The first floor of this building is very high. The first floor is almost five meters high. The third floor is more than ten meters high from the ground. It's not easy to jump down."
"There's nothing you can do about the difficulty. Who told you to keep climbing up? If you go upstairs and just block the stairs, there won't be so much trouble."
Song Tielin lowered his head and did not dare to reply, mainly because he did not expect this at the time.
"The warriors train regularly, and they are already at level two or above. It may be a bit difficult, but we should be able to defeat it."
"Okay!" Song Tielin said firmly.
"Okay, then let's go down. When the time comes, my people will open the way in front. You should follow closely."
"Um."
Several people went down to the third floor. At this time, four or five soldiers were still guarding the stairs to prevent zombies from rushing up.
However, now that the stairs are blocked with zombie corpses, it is already difficult for the zombies to rush up.
Several people entered the third floor and came to the window of a company.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the zombies below suddenly became a mess.
Obviously, the higher-ups are taking action.
Yang Bin looked at the situation below. It turned out to be a desk, and the zombies that were hit were immediately bloody.
And with the first one, soon, there were constant banging noises, and various things fell from above.
The zombies that were hit basically turned into meat pies. At a height of more than 20 floors, even third-level zombies could not withstand it.
The zombies below were in chaos, shouting at the top.
The zombies in the other direction also ran here after hearing the noise.
Seeing this situation, Yang Bin's eyes lit up. The effect was better than he imagined.
But soon Yang Bin was stunned again. Those who ran away seemed to be low-level zombies, but the zombies above level three were still there.
"Sure enough, zombies above the third level are not so stupid. It seems that a tough battle is inevitable."
