The killing is still going on, and the zombies killed by the survivor team are piled all over the ground, but there is still an end to the road ahead.
"Dazhuang! Back off, don't rush forward so much!"
"Qiangzi, pay attention to the left wing!"
"Xiao Hu, give up before you can collect the arrows. Pay attention to your safety!"
"Everyone, keep your formation and don't mess up!"
While clearing the way, Lao Xu reminded the team members of relevant matters from time to time.
There is no way, the current situation is very complicated, the zombies are distributed irregularly, and things may go wrong if you are not careful.
Although collecting supplies was very important to them, Lao Xu would never accept it if the lives of the team members were at risk.
Relying on the defense formation, the six-man group moved very slowly, but they still maintained their forward momentum.
Everyone knows that it is not easy to get here. If it happens like this, not only will all the previous efforts be in vain, but the whole day will be in vain.
You must kill the target to get supplies, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how many zombies you have to kill.
This is the deepest wish of every member of the supply collection team, and it is also the belief that supports their persistence.
Even though they were too busy guarding and killing enemies to communicate, everyone was silently working hard towards the same goal.
Zombies rushed forward in waves, and survivors were killed one after another.
As you came and went, corpses lay scattered on the railway line like randomly discarded garbage.
It feels like a subway leading to hell, and these fallen zombies are the souls waiting to go home.
Yes, zombies cannot stop the survivors from moving forward. Although there are a lot of shambling walkers, they are still an old problem. They are too widely distributed and unorganized. The survivors can use the least effort to defeat them by relying on the tools in their hands. solve.
But there are times when Niu’s warriors get tired. After all, a human is a human being. He is not a machine. Even a machine needs to be refueled and powered on. After several hours of trekking, the physical strength of all the team members has been greatly depleted, and now it is not easy to be high. Killing zombies with strength, even if their faith is strong, the physical load is still there.
This is a problem that Lao Xu is very worried about. As a veteran soldier who is often deployed in enemy war zones, he knows better than anyone else the problems that may arise when people operate in extreme environments.
When a person's physical fitness drops to a certain level, first of all, his mental strength will be greatly reduced.
At that time, usually the right thing to do is to find a secluded place to rest and let your body recover.
But now, when they decided to go deep into the hinterland of the Taoist Corpse Group, they had already given up the opportunity to rest.
The zombies that are constantly emerging here cannot give you time to sit down and rest. Even if you stand still and take a few breaths, it may mean the end of your life.
Quitting may be the best option, but if you quit now, all your efforts will be in vain.
More importantly, Lao Xu knew that even if he ordered a retreat, the team members might not agree.
Just kidding, it takes more than 4 hours to hike, and it will take another 4 hours to turn back.
If so, it would have been better to stay in the campground and sleep in the cave.
Wang Qiang's breathing became increasingly rapid. He was probably the weakest person in the team.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
He kept telling himself to cheer up, because the team needed him, and the assault formation needed him at the moment. If something went wrong with him, it would not only be him who would be unlucky, but the entire team would be implicated.
Although Wei Dazhuang, Hu Xiaodong, and Huo Yuankai were not as embarrassed as Wang Qiang, they were fighting continuously, especially Wei Dazhuang, who was in the lead. Huo Yuankai's continuous slashing with the sword was obviously draining on their physical energy. They were also aware of the strangeness in their bodies now.
Of course, the zombies will not stop and relax just because the survivors are tired. Their attacks have maintained the highest "standards" from beginning to end.
They did not feel any fear because of the fall of their companions. On the contrary, the death of their companions further aroused their thirst for blood.
They are born warriors! Like a pack of wolves roaming the wilderness, once they set their sights on their prey, they will fight to the death!
Both sides are masters who do not intend to stop, and a fight to the death is inevitable.
But as time continues to pass, the survivors are clearly in decline.
Due to the large consumption of physical strength, the speed of killing zombies decreases linearly.
On the other hand, the zombies took advantage of the reduced killing efficiency of the survivors to quickly assemble.
The direct consequence of this is that the survivor team members often kill 2 or 3 zombies before they can kill one zombie.
This was a very dangerous signal. Lao Xu saw it but was unable to make adjustments.
There is no way, the six of them are a group, and the pin-shaped front formed by this group sticks to one point.
The absence of any one person means the collapse of the formation, and under the current urgent situation, if the formation collapses again, it will be a problem for the survivor team to not only move forward to raise supplies, but also to retreat to protect themselves.
With no extra troops available, Lao Xu could only keep reminding everyone to cheer up.
But Lao Xu knew that such a reminder was a drop in the bucket.
It was impossible for the team members to recover their lost physical strength by relying on his shouting.
Wang Qiang's heavy breathing next to him was like a blower at full power, making a continuous "whoosh, whoosh" sound. Several times, he was almost attacked by zombies where the knife fell.
Hua Biao listened carefully and said worriedly: "Qiangzi! How are you? Can you still hold on?"
"Hold on!" Gritting his teeth, Wang Qiang summoned up all his strength and shouted back.
But even so, Hua Biao could also see that Wang Qiang was at the end of his game and would not be able to hold on for long.
Anxiety is still growing in everyone's hearts.
It's better to say that Huabiao and Lao Xu are engaged in dealing with various crises, so their ability to withstand complex situations is much stronger than that of the remaining team members.
Once the dejected mentality develops, it will eat away at the human body's will bit by bit like a scourge.
This is the most terrifying thing. Compared with physical exhaustion and mental decline, Lao Xu is more worried.
However, at this extremely critical moment, Hu Xiaodong, who has excellent eyesight, suddenly shouted: "Ahead, everyone, look ahead, there is a train! There is a train there!"
Hu Xiaodong's voice burst out, and he immediately asked everyone to subconsciously look forward. Although it was still a little blurry, there seemed to be a green-skinned lump lying across the center of the railway in front of their vision.
Not surprisingly, it should be the green train passing through here.
Because in this place, except for the train coming, there will be no other similar things.
Immediately, everyone's spirits were lifted. The weapons in their hands seemed to become lighter in an instant, and their slashing and killing movements became lighter.
"Charge! Let's fight together!" (To be continued.)
