After using the last few bullets to kill the zombies at the door, with the combined efforts of several soldiers, the door was closed tightly.
The screams of zombies and the banging of doors continued to sound, but in front of the hard steel, their flesh and blood bodies did not pose any threat.
Qiu Yu lay on the ground gasping for air. Since the beginning of this game, my limits have been refreshed again and again. Up until now, I had almost completely lost it.
It would be much easier if we ignored this group of soldiers. But...need their power; maybe saving them can unlock it; don't want to see these brave soldiers die in vain; they have human appearance...
Qiu Yu could find too many reasons in his heart to save them. But in the end, it comes down to one thing: I just want to save them.
Wanting to be a billionaire, wanting to have supreme power, wanting to live forever... there are so many things that human beings "think" about, but in the end they just stay in thinking. Because they lack the power to realize what they want, they can only think.
For Qiu Yu, although he still has many things he can only think about, he already has the power to realize some of his wishes. Therefore, you can be willful, and you don’t have to look for complicated reasons. You can boil everything down to the fact that you want to save, so you save.
Wisdom can inspire and lead. But the purpose of wisdom is just to make up for the lack of strength. Because humans desire to fly, they use their wisdom to create airplanes. But if humans themselves can fly, what is the use of their wisdom in creating airplanes? Maybe we can just skip this step and start using our intelligence to create starships that fly into the universe. But if humans can even fly in the universe, then how much sense does it have to create a starship?
No matter how intelligent creatures develop and to what extent they reach, the role of intelligence will always be to enlighten and guide because it is beyond its power.
Qiu Yu has been craving for power since he started teaching newbies. Because I couldn't get what I asked for, I went to great lengths to plan and plan. But compared to those, Qiu Yu prefers to rely on strength to achieve his goals simply and directly.
In fact, the more planning, the greater the risk. It is much easier to pick a fruit directly with your hands than to use pulleys, ropes, motors and a lot of messy things, and to turn dozens of mechanisms to pick the fruit.
From this aspect, seeking power and using power is also the right choice for Zhi.
The current Qiu Yu is far from being able to directly pick the fruit called victory with his hands, but he is enough to remove one or two inconspicuous ones among the dozens of mechanisms.
"Is everything okay?" Qiu Yu, who had calmed down his breathing slightly, sat up from the ground. The voice is high but light.
"No casualties in Team 722."
"No casualties in Team 723."
The two team captains reported to Qiu Yu, who was also just a team leader.
This is the benefit of force. There is no need to figure out their personalities, preferences, shortcomings, and concerns. As long as you make them think you are strong enough, you can directly convince them with force. More importantly, Qiu Yu did not forcefully suppress and subdue them, but used his actions just now to convince them with gratitude and respect.
"Why are you the only ones left? Where are Team 721 and Team 72?"
When he obtained the rank of squad leader, Qiu Yu had already learned a lot about the army from the quartermaster.
In terms of numbers, in addition to the fact that the legion can have a unique name, the troops below it are all arranged numerically. If the one currently in the shelter is the Eighth Regiment under the One-Eyed Legion, then the official name is the Eighth Regiment of the One-Eyed Legion, or the Eighth Regiment for short. If it is specific to the first team, one squadron and one small team of the Eighth Alliance, then the single-eyed 811 small team.
However, for reasons such as confidentiality and efficiency improvement, the title is usually shortened based on the scale of the operation. There is only the 8th Regiment in the shelter, so the title of the Legion and the Eighth Regiment will be omitted. One large team, one squadron, and one small team will be directly called one-one small teams. If operating in a squadron size, it would even be directly called the First Squadron.
The so-called "finger" refers to the team of each wing, group, and squadron where the captain serves as the commander.
There are only two teams here, generally just call yourself the third and fourth teams. But considering that Qiu Yu might not know his own number, the two team captains accurately determined the size of the group.
The Qiuyu asked about the 721st and 72nd fingers. They found four teams during their previous running exploration. The command team generally does not go out to perform tasks, and here are 723 and 722, so the remaining one is probably the 72 team that is on standby in sequence.
Captain 722 said loudly, "Around 11 o'clock, the militia mutinied. 721 and 72 went to appease them."
This is the government seeking its own death. Militiamen, no, these civilians who have not even received training can only fight with the wind at best. Once there are too many casualties, they will disperse immediately.
Qiu Yu had seen earlier that the returning cars were all filled with fleeing militiamen, not even a regular soldier. Qiu Yu felt strange. Now, coupled with what the captain of Team 722 said, we can basically guess what is going on.
Today, because they were too close to the front line, those militiamen suffered more casualties than before. Not saying that they actually cut down soldiers, but they probably didn’t dare to cut down zombies. In order to stabilize them, the squadron leader of the 72nd Squadron took action personally. Then during the contact with them, they suddenly encountered a group of zombies flying towards them.
Just when the soldiers formed a team and planned to fight or retreat, these militiamen drove away first. Not only did he trap all the soldiers there, he also lured the zombies back along the way.
According to the ratio of every two soldiers leading ten militiamen, even if there are only three hundred militiamen, sixty soldiers, that is, five squads, will be needed to lead the team. The 721st and 72nd Finger Squadrons are also there. In addition, at least one squadron has been lost in the past few days. I am afraid that the two squadrons here now are the last survivors of the 72nd Squadron.
It would be better not to bring up this topic now.
"Where did such a large number of zombies come from?"
"We only received the news when the 21st Armored Squadron on patrol started fighting. The specific situation is temporarily uncertain, but it is very likely that there was a problem with the ammunition supply connection on the front line, which caused a large number of zombies to break through the defense line."
Because the zombies kept making noise, Captain 722 had to yell every word he said. This also just vented some of the things accumulated in his heart.
"When will our help arrive?"
Since those fields are very important and this is the road leading directly to the refuge, if the government is right, it will definitely send troops to clean up the zombies. But time is of the essence. Every second of being trapped here with nothing to do is torture for Qiu Yu.
"While receiving the report of the zombie attack, the subway has returned. If the troops in the shelter start preparing immediately, they can prepare and set off when the subway arrives."
The city's military has proven to be quite trustworthy. More than twenty minutes later, although no sound of the subway was heard, dense gunfire began to echo from far to near in the tunnel. The rescue force stopped the subway train far away and started cleaning up the zombies from scratch.
More than ten minutes later, when gunshots sounded almost outside the door, Qiu Yu opened the iron door. The soldiers outside the door filed out, and after beating their chests and saluting Qiu Yu one by one, they asked the rescue soldiers for ammunition supplies, and quickly joined in the cleanup of the zombies.
After missing these high-speed running zombies, the frontline troops quickly maintained their defense line, so there was no subsequent zombie invasion. Although there are tens of thousands of zombies, under the long-range attacks of firearms, they are just targets that move slightly faster. Not to mention being crowded in a cramped place like a subway tunnel.
When Qiu Yu found a set of clean clothes and changed into them, and returned to the ground a little slower, there was no longer a standing zombie in sight. But the wheat fields that were dazzlingly golden not long ago were already in shambles. The burning flames and the dark blood of zombies eat away at the food that should belong to humans.
After destroying the zombies, the troops began to extinguish the fire and pile the zombie corpses together for centralized burning. Some people who regained their composure also spontaneously started to help. But more people just shouted unreasonably to leave here.
Zhang Ping and Zhang An are the kind of people who are neither willing to help nor in a hurry to leave. After seeing Qiu Yu, he casually came up to chat.
"Great, you're still alive."
"Aren't you alive too?"
Zhang Ping fanned the acrid smoke that drifted over, "It seems that this farmland protection plan is over. You are under our care here. When you return to the shelter, you will be responsible for using your connections to find us a new job."
Zhang Ping's face thickness has exceeded human limits.
"I don't know if it's safe to go back to the shelter. I heard that the three squadrons here are the last units that can be mobilized."
Zhang An's "hearing and hearing" stunt is very useful.
"What else have you heard?" Qiu Yu asked.
"Yes, I also heard that these three squadrons will be stationed here. But from now on they will only defend the farmland area behind the subway entrance."
Just then, a nearby radio rang,
"The subway will return to the shelter at 2:30. People who need to evacuate should prepare as soon as possible and wait at the platform in advance. I repeat, the subway will return to the shelter at 2:30..."
"We have to find a few houses quickly to see if there is anything we can pack." Zhang Ping glanced at Qiu Yu, "Let's each pack our own things."
"Don't worry, the things I have to pack are different from yours."
Qiu Yu looked at the group of people who had just walked out of the subway. Among the crowd, a man with the rank of captain stood out.
In this game, every soldier Qiu Yu saw was exceptionally good, but this captain was the only one who had a big belly and was staggering when he walked. There was no trace of military temperament at all.
If what Zhang An heard is true, then he will probably be responsible for the next defense here. But can he be responsible for things like this?
