After returning to the game, Qiu Yu was at a loss for a long time. It wasn't until Harpham grabbed his shoulders and shook him for a long time that he came back to his senses.
Qiu Yu focused her eyes on his face, "You didn't sleep at midnight, why are you shaking me?"
"I want to sleep, but didn't you say that zombies will probably come soon and tell everyone to get ready for battle?" Harpham said angrily.
"Oh." Qiu Yu reluctantly recovered his thoughts, "How is the situation?"
"You are the captain now. Didn't I just come to ask you after seeing you didn't respond for a long time?"
"what time is it now?"
"One twenty-seven," Harpham answered without looking at his watch.
"Is it already this time?" Qiu Yu said in surprise.
"Then when do you think it was? I've been here several times and saw you sitting all the time. I thought you were thinking about something important, but I didn't expect you to be in a daze."
No wonder Harpham dared to yell at himself. It turned out to be out of anger.
Whether in public or private matters, Qiu Yu could not admit that he was in a daze, "I just got some important information. If used properly, it might make many things easier."
"That's a good thing."
"But I don't want to use it."
"Could it be that it's fake?"
"No, it's absolutely true."
"Is it inconvenient to use?"
"very convenient."
"A big price to pay?"
"No, on the contrary, you will pay a lot less."
"Then why not?"
"Because the person who gave me the information..."
Harpham was stunned for a long time, "Then this has nothing to do with the intelligence or the person who gave you the intelligence. It is entirely your problem."
"My problem? Probably."
Seeing that Qiu Yu's mood was a bit off, Harpham even sat next to him and said slowly, "Speaking of which, it's rare to see an outstanding young man like you. When I talk to you, I almost treat you as someone of the same age. But in fact, you are at least twenty years younger than me, right?"
Without waiting for Qiu Yu to answer, Harpham continued to talk to himself, "No matter how smart and capable you are, you will still be troubled by some problems that belong to young people because of your age. But when you get to my Age, when you look back and think about it, you will realize how ridiculous the troubles you are now are... When I say this, you must despise me in your heart, right? If you have such emotions, you are responding to what I said. "
Qiu Yu looked at him expressionlessly, "Then guess what worries me?"
Harpham said, "No need to guess. I can say with certainty that it is nothing more than overconfidence in one's own abilities and unwillingness to accept help from others."
Qiu Yu shook his head, "This is indeed not a guess. It can be easily analyzed from what I just said."
Harpham did not answer his words and just spoke at his own pace, "You are very smart, but are you so smart from birth? You are very strong, but you will hunt and prey as soon as you fall to the ground? Can you understand what I am saying, is it because you were born so smart?" And know it? Even your own existence did not come out of thin air. It is precisely because you have been receiving help from others that you have become who you are now. Now that you are just a little bit full of wings, do you feel that it is a shame to get help? "
Qiu Yu's heart moved slightly, "But it also depends on who gave it."
"You don't have to look at who gave it to you. The key is to understand why others gave it to you. You don't need to think too complicated. I'll tell you the answer directly. It's because... others are stronger than you, so that's why Qualifications are given to you. Just because you don't accept help doesn't prove how proud and confident you are. The real reason is just that you don't admit that you are weaker than others."
"I'm just not willing to give in."
"Stupid worries. Since you are unwilling to give in, then you will do whatever it takes to become stronger. Be so strong that you don't need help from others, and you are even qualified to help others in return."
"But the gap is so big that I even lose the direction I have been striving for time and time again."
Harpham smiled and said, "So what, no matter how big the gap is? Are those people your parents and brothers, close relatives of flesh and blood?"
"no."
"Is he a born saint who helps those in need?"
"no."
“Is it overflowing with compassion or is it insignificant and random?”
"no."
"It's the responsibility and there's no way to shirk it?"
"no."
"Is it because we have made an eternal alliance with you and are willing to sacrifice everything?"
"no......"
"Isn't this enough? Since it's not these, then I must ask for your help. What's the difference between people who can ask for you? Even if there is, it is only temporary, at least in the eyes of the other party Come on, sooner or later you will help him one day. Your resistance now is just delaying the time when you can help him."
Qiu Yu looked at Harpham in surprise, "Have I always underestimated you?"
"Looking down on me means you are not mature enough. No matter what, I have eaten dozens of kilograms more salt than you." Seeing Qiu Yu gradually return to his previous confident state, Harpham said calmly. Disappeared in an instant, "Okay, go and see what the situation is like now. The soldiers in charge of intelligence didn't buy my account at all, but just looking at them made me feel uneasy.
In the early morning of the tenth day, midnight.
On the edge of the city, the Fifth Squadron of the Sixth Brigade of the Seventh Wing is stationed.
This is a farmers' accommodation area on the edge of the city. Compared with the high cost of land in cities, the farmers' houses here are quite casually built. Not only do they range from single-story bungalows to seven- or eight-story buildings, but they are also scattered scattered within a few hundred meters. But it is quite useful as a line of defense against zombies.
The ten teams of the 765th Squadron are evenly distributed in the tallest building in this accommodation area. It is said to be to resist zombies, but the daily task is more like attracting zombies from a safe height.
There are only three situations that need to be dealt with.
First, when there are not many zombies, just practice marksmanship and shoot them one by one. Second, when there are a lot of zombies, you can call on the heavy-armed troops to blast or crush them. When you are almost done hiding in the house, you can come out and continue practicing your marksmanship. Third, if there are too many zombies to eliminate, various loud-volume devices must be used to attract the zombies and prevent them from entering the farmland.
In fact, not the entire front has such a convenient location. Many troops can only dig trenches and build bunkers by themselves, or rely on tank troops for defense, and many people are sacrificed every day. The soldiers of the 765th Squadron are undoubtedly lucky to be assigned here.
Da da--
Bessen climbed on the edge of a seven-story building and used a rifle with a scope to kill zombies not far away.
This kind of leisurely battle in a safe position made him both happy and helpless. Every day, you can only try your best to kill as many zombies as possible.
Yesterday, we learned from soldiers transporting supplies in armored vehicles that heavy weapons and ammunition have been almost consumed, and ordinary firearms and ammunition can no longer be wasted casually. Every bullet must be used effectively.
Even without being reminded, everyone understands that it is no longer possible to make bullets, and using one bullet will result in one less bullet. Zombies, on the other hand, always give people an endless feeling. If you don't save money, when you run out of bullets, you can only go down from the safe roof and fight the sea of zombies with your flesh and blood.
Click click——
A box of bullets is finished.
Use the knife to carve your own achievements next to you. Besson is quite satisfied with today’s kill rate. The practice of hundreds of rounds of bullets brought him one step closer to the realm of sharpshooter. Although he really wanted to continue practicing, the long hours of aiming and shooting made his brain a little dizzy. The consequences of continuing to hold on will only be irresponsible waste of ammunition.
He moved his stiff body a little. It was still a short while before the shift change, but the number of zombies seemed to be much less than before. In addition, several nearby buildings were still shooting, so leaving them alone for a few minutes would not be a problem.
But in this extraordinary moment, every second of doing nothing makes Bethan uncomfortable. After taking a few seconds to think about what he should do, he picked up the binoculars beside him.
The city lights not far away are bright. Attracted by the sound of gunfire, wave after wave of zombies tirelessly moved towards the suburbs. Wherever the light reaches, you can see the ugly figures of all kinds of zombies.
Bessen's hand holding the telescope shook. How could zombies with the same appearance give themselves "all kinds of" thoughts? No, not an idea, but actually seeing it.
When Bessen looked through the telescope again, all he could see was darkness.
Blinking desperately, he put the telescope in front of his eyes. After realizing that he could only see a blurry outline of the telescope, Bessen suddenly realized that the problem was not with himself or the telescope, but with the city - the one who persisted for more than ten years. The bright place in the sky suddenly lost all power supply. The light that almost reached the horizon suddenly disappeared in an instant.
This kind of heavy darkness that he had never felt in his life made Besen tighten his body unconsciously. If zombies are a threat to life, then this lightless world is a threat to hope.
By the faint blue light in the starless sky, Bessen grasped the rifle that he had just put down. At this time, I can only seek a little courage from here.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-
The originally sparse gunshots suddenly became urgent. In this darkness, the muzzle fire flickered on and off, reflecting the panicked faces on other rooftops.
Bethan felt he could understand them. In the face of this sudden darkness, if there were still bullets in his gun, he would definitely vent like they did. But when he saw the muzzle fire changing from a downward shot to a flat shot, and then to a strafing shot, Bessen suddenly realized something was wrong.
Roar--
A roar mixed with a fishy smell sounded not far away.
Bessen's movement to grab the magazine paused, and he turned his stiff neck to look in the direction of the sound. What came into view was a zombie rushing toward him.
Although I don’t understand why zombies appear on the roof of a building more than 20 meters high. But because he was more or less mentally prepared, Bessen came back to his senses before being bitten. The moment he passed by a zombie, he used a dagger to open the zombie's neck.
But before he could feel the joy and fear, the scene in front of him directly threw Bessen into the abyss of despair.
That was, one zombie after another, climbing up from the edge of the dark building.
The height of the building is no longer the only thing humans can rely on to resist zombies.
