On the city wall, Lu Yan single-handedly blocked most of the breach zombies, thunder roared and purple light spread all over.
Many people secretly looked up to see the only figure standing on the wall.
Even if it is just one person, against the backdrop of the sky full of thunder, there is a thick feeling like a city wall, which makes people involuntarily feel that they are stepping on the solid ground and that there is a way out behind them.
Lu Yan knew that he was now a anchor in the hearts of the soldiers resisting the zombies on the city wall. As long as he was there, they would calm down and continue to deal with these endless zombies.
However, everyone only knew that Lu Yan was here, and no one knew the anxiety and worry in his heart.
The corner of Lu Yan's eyes was always looking to the left -
There are stairs to climb to the top of the wall.
But after so long, no one he wanted to see appeared.
Qin Zhen did not appear on the top of the city wall with Mu Tang, and Qi Yang did not bring information about Lieutenant General Lu's safety.
The person he cared about most was now missing.
And he couldn't even get away to find them.
Under the city wall, there was a pile of charred torsos of zombies with cracks at least five meters thick, and they still retained the movements they had before turning into charcoal.
Stretching out his hands and opening his mouth, they were densely stacked. When he looked down, he could only see countless charred arms reaching toward the sky.
It's like opening the door to the underworld. Those evil spirits who want to drag the living into hell can make people's hearts tremble uncontrollably just by looking at them.
Lu Yan could already feel the power passing through his body rapidly. Even a intact battery only had one-third of its power left.
The fact that they can survive until now is due to the fact that these cracked zombies have no intelligence and have fragile bones. Although they have developed super powers, they are far less powerful than normally evolved zombies.
But now, they seem to suddenly appear from another dimension, as if there is no end, and they are still emerging from those shadows.
This battle between superpowers and zombies seems to be coming to an end.
But Lu Yan knew that this was far from enough, they still had a fierce battle! !
Sure enough, a loud roar came from a distant place, and then as if in response, huge roars came from all directions! !
Almost at the same time, hundreds of squatting figures appeared on those ruined walls! !
Different from these slit zombies, which are like dolls with no intelligence, their eyes are the ferocious gazes of predatory beasts, as well as cunning looks.
The soldiers on the city wall who had just calmed down immediately felt anxious again! !
They are all people who have fought with high-level zombies. Their damage is obvious to all. Ordinary firearms and bullets are useless on these monsters! !
Suddenly a curse rang out from the crowd:
"Damn, damn! What kind of monster is this, and what kind of world is this?! Ha, ha, ha, is it necessary to continue this futile resistance?! Can you really survive?!"
He was a warrior. There was a bone-deep wound on his face. The skin rolled outwards along the tear, revealing the red flesh and white bones inside.
His hands were randomly wrapped in gauze, and bright red blood had already seeped through the gauze, dyeing the green military uniform red.
Just now, he was scratched by a zombie on his little finger. In order to prevent infection, he cut off the entire finger, then bandaged it randomly, and he has persisted until now.
Now he just stood there, holding the gun and no longer making any movements, as if he had given up resistance.
The comrade next to him patched up a squirming zombie with a gaping hole, and gave him a tug:
"Quick warning, don't do this, everyone is still working hard..."
"What are you trying for?!" Before he could finish speaking, the soldier yelled. He pointed at the high-level zombie squatting on the ruins not far away and shouted:
"Have you counted how many there are?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he pointed at the crack zombies climbing up the city wall:
"What about this one? Have you counted it?!"
The comrades felt as if their throats were stuck for an instant, unable to speak a word.
Who knows how to count? How dare you count? !
Once counted, who would still have the strength to lift the gun? !
"Look at those high-level zombies. Just one can kill dozens of us at will. Yes, I know Captain Lu is capable, but there are so many, can he stop them by himself?! You can let him stop them by himself?!" ?!"
"To be honest, I don't even know what the point of us persisting until now, for what?!"
The comrade was stunned by the question he asked, and said in a nonchalant voice:
"You, what did you say..."
"Is it for ourselves?! I'm afraid no one here today will survive! Is it for the base behind us? But the base has fallen, and the zombies have been dining inside!! This city wall is no longer The barrier for human survival is an isolated island, only us, only we are still deceiving ourselves and others and making these useless efforts!!"
From the end of the world, the homes of the sacrificed comrades, family, and friends were turned into ruins, and now the living area that was finally re-established was destroyed again.
When seeing those beasts that only know how to kill standing in front of them, not everyone can withstand the pressure like Lu Yan and still struggle for the future.
Most people are exhausted mentally and physically and are unwilling to continue.
At this point, the soldier had completely collapsed. He threw the rifle in his hand on the ground, took out the pistol from his waist, loaded it, pointed it at his temple, and said with a sad smile:
"In this fucked up world, this fucked up life, I don't want to work hard anymore, nor do I want to make those unnecessary sacrifices."
His collapsed laughter turned into a sharp hook, breaking the tight strings in everyone's hearts one by one! !
After only being in a daze for a second, his comrades watched helplessly as the soldier pulled the trigger——
"don't want!!"
"boom--"
The thick blood streaked through the air and then splashed on the warrior's face! !
His eyes widened, his pupils suddenly contracted, and blood flowed down his face and into his eyes, staining his vision red.
In a blur, he saw his teammates who were standing behind him just now, guarding his back, suddenly collapsed! !
He didn't die at the hands of zombies, but by his own gun.
Such a death shook the nerves of everyone present more than a comrade being bitten to death by zombies, causing a color of despair to creep onto everyone's face. There were dozens of figures in the crowd silently putting down their guns.
The gunfire of the pistol was really not noticeable among the sounds of rifle shooting and the roars of zombies. Lu Yan could only strangle the zombies that climbed up in large areas, but could not perfectly protect all the soldiers on the wall behind him. .
Sacrifice is inevitable.
But as if fate had imposed its will, Lu Yan happened to hear the unsociable gunshot and the soldier's heart-rending "no" in the midst of the harsh gunfire! !
The moment he turned his head, he saw clearly the numbness, pessimism, exhaustion and avoidance on the faces of all the soldiers.
Some people had already put down their guns, and some even imitated the soldier who committed suicide just now and put the muzzle of the gun to his head with shaking hands.
Why?
Why do they stand here, why do they have to face this, why do they have to fight so hard, why should they fight so hard? !
They are not even fighting for themselves, but for whom? !
Is it just for the clothes, or for the indelible sense of responsibility in my heart?
Lu Yan's heart sank. He knew that the worst situation had occurred.
High-level zombies are watching eagerly, but everyone has no intention of resisting.
But he was unwilling and could not force these scarred people to raise their guns again and build the wall again with their rag-like bodies.
