While Duan Chengwu was anxious and suffering here, the radio next to him suddenly rang: "Xiao Duan, how is the situation down the mountain now? What happened just now... zizi."
Affected by the rain, the radio wave interference was serious, but this did not prevent Duan Chengwu from inferring what the radio said.
The inquiry was sent by Shanshan Weiyang.
This time Xiao Nizi was not "influenced" by Zhao Lina. She asked confidently. Of course, this question must also be the opinion of everyone on the mountain.
The sudden explosion tugged at the heartstrings of men, women and children on the top of the mountain.
Everyone is anxious to find out what happened under the mountain.
At this juncture, how could Duan Chengwu have any intention to answer Wei Yang's question.
He himself couldn't calm down his mood in Lushun. Duan Chengwu tried to "escape" by being silent and ignoring him, but Wei Yang didn't give up and continued to ask after not getting a reply for a long time: "Xiao Duan, Xiao Duan, please reply when you receive it! Xiao Duan, you How is the situation over there?”
As expected, I received the Weiyang link.
The helpless Duan Chengwu could only take the overall situation into account and said: "Weiyang, I am Duan Chengwu. Can you tell me something?"
"What's the problem with you? Why did I call you just now...ZiZiZi."
"The radio wave interference is serious. Please wait a moment until I adjust my position and find a suitable place to talk again. It's over!" After saying that, Duan Chengwu put down the phone.
The rain fell from the sky through the leaves, fearing to hit both sides.
The coldness of the rain was just like Duan Chengwu's mood at the moment. He really didn't know how to answer Wei Yang.
The condition of the tower ahead was very obvious, and Lao Lin's chance of survival was very slim.
so……
Duan Chengwu's words also became intermittent and incoherent due to radio interference.
But the general meaning is still clear to a few people.
Duan Chengwu's answer is undoubtedly frustrating.
But the actual situation does not allow Wei Yang and others to doubt, after all, their street communication is indeed not smooth nowadays.
There was no other way. In order not to interfere with Duan Chengwu's normal ambush, Wei Yang could only forcefully try to find out the truth.
After receiving the order from Lao Zhao, Wang Zhongyu immediately withdrew from his position risking bullets without saying a word.
Seeing Wang Zhongyu's actions, Lao Zhao quickly reminded loudly: "Be careful, Xiao Wang, keep your body down, don't get hit by stray bullets!"
"I know!" Wang Zhongyu responded casually and moved as close to the wall as possible to form a trench with sandbags.
"Okay Xiao Wen, I have arranged for Xiao Wang to come over, can you calm down?!"
"Let me go! Get away from me quickly!!" He was still in a state of excitement, but Lao Zhao really had no choice but to press Wenquan Xin with his body.
He knew that if he stood up and let the young man free at this time, he would definitely run towards the tower without control.
If you want to control it then... to be honest, it's very difficult!
So since Wenquan Xin is so uncooperative, Lao Zhao can only continue to deal with him.
"Da Zhuang, keep an eye on what's going on in front of you and let me know if anything happens!!"
Now the only one the team can count on is Bi Dahu. Thinking about the situation on the field, Zhao has mixed emotions.
At the beginning, although the team was small, there were still about ten people, but now they are dead and injured, and the remaining people are still unbalanced and out of control due to one or other reasons.
Although the village has not lost yet, Lao Zhao already feels like he is alone and unable to do what he wants.
The tower was bombed and the two old guys, Hua Biao and Lao Lin, died. For Lao Zhao, all the burden of leading the team fell on Lao Zhao's shoulders.
But after all, Lao Zhao is just the life manager. Faced with the current situation, how can you resist him alone?
How many brothers are left? Old Zhao didn't even have confidence that the brothers would obey his orders. How could he still have the idea to lead the brothers to continue fighting?
The opponent was too strong, and the bullets fired from the opposite side were like sharp knives inserted into Lao Zhao's chest, each one destroying his will to resist.
My heart was really tired, and Lao Zhao really wanted to give up. Everything that happened around him seemed unreal.
But the sound of gunshots that kept lingering in his ears kept reminding Lao Zhao that he could not give up.
This is a battlefield, this is a battle where you die or I die. When Lao Xu left, he handed over his home to him, Hua Zi, and Lao Lin. Now Hua Biao and Lao Lin are both killed. As the last remaining commander, Lao Zhao cannot escape.
Huabiao forcibly checked Lin Junfu's arm injury, and the results were quite optimistic. The cause of Lao Lin's blood-stained arm was not the original gunshot wound, but an unavoidable situation caused by a scratch after falling to the ground.
However, although the wound had nothing to do with the gunshot wound, this did not mean that Lao Lin could sit back and relax.
In the apocalypse, no wound can be ignored casually. Moreover, it is unknown what kind of hard object scratched Lao Lin's wound. In addition, his body is weak due to gunshot wounds. At this time, he is most susceptible to bacterial infection.
In the end of the world, once complications occur due to infection, death is basically not far away.
Looking up at the sky, Huabiao could really see the horizon.
The top of the tower was blown off, and rain was pouring on Hua Biao's face.
There is no doubt that the top of the tower is now useless, and the tower without its high point is meaningless.
More importantly, Lao Lin's injury needs urgent treatment, and the tower is currently in a mess, and all the stored material reserves have been buried deep despite falling bricks.
Hua Biao didn't have time to rummage through the medical kit. He had to hurry up and take Lao Lin out.
"Can you stand up? Lao Lin?" He was not sure whether Lin Junfu had injured his legs or feet.
Huabiao is concerned about consultation.
Lin Junfu nodded, gritted his teeth and replied: "Yes, yes, no problem."
"Okay! Come on, take my hand and let's get out of this damn place!"
As he spoke, Hua Biao stretched out his arm and handed it to Lao Lin.
Lao Lin pulled hard and felt an uncontrollable pain all over his body.
At this moment, Lao Lin felt as if he had been hit by a vehicle at a rapid speed, and his internal organs were trembling. This was probably the most tragic experience in his life. It felt like life was worse than death.
"Take advantage of Lao Lin!" Feeling Lao Lin's body shaking involuntarily, Hua Biao knew that the other man's physical condition was worrying at the moment.
In fact, it’s not just Lao Lin? Even Huabiao's own situation is not optimistic.
He also suffered a lot when he landed just now, but as professional soldiers, their endurance is relatively stronger than ordinary people.
When he came to the door, Hua Biao reached out and removed the iron door.
But he never expected that the moment he opened the door, the black hole of a gun would be pointed at his head.
"Hey, it's me, my little Wang! Don't, don't be nervous!" Hua Biao's reaction was undoubtedly very quick. After discovering that the person holding the gun was Wang Zhongyu, he immediately raised his arms to identify himself.
As for Wang Zhongyu, he also put away the gun in his hand in time. He rushed to the warehouse in a hurry. He didn't expect that a figure would appear when he opened the door. His instinct was that it was a zombie.
