C894 Something Is Wrong
The winter in the north was abnormally cold, especially at night. When the temperature dropped, it could freeze a person to death.
Almost every week, there were convoys coming and going, delivering coal to the gathering grounds of Grand Green Mountain. Sometimes, they would also bring some grain from the gathering grounds of Grand Green Mountain, as well as surplus cotton clothing and other supplies, to warm the gathering grounds, and at the same time, to allow the survivors of the two gathering grounds to have better living conditions.
The towering city walls were on the verge of collapsing. Even so, there were still soldiers patrolling the city walls.
Every twenty meters, it would be assumed that there was a searchlight. Of course, it could be said to be a searchlight, but it was also modified from some abandoned cars. The beam wasn't too far away, but it was enough to deal with some unexpected situations.
After all, right now, the gathering place was under the threat of the Lianfeng Mountain gathering place, and since the leader wasn't at the gathering place yet, they had to be careful.
"Hiss …" "Platoon Leader, it's almost time for us to change shifts, right?"
It was already the second half of the night. A platoon of soldiers were standing guard on top of the city wall. Several soldiers were leaning against the stove and taking the warm air with a hissing sound.
"Just you wait, those brats in the second platoon will give you at least ten minutes of delay."
Platoon Leader was a middle-aged man with a full beard. Although he was roasting, his eyes were constantly observing the outside of the city wall.
"Hehe, Platoon Leader, our captain said that the last wave of corpses will be over, and there won't be any more corpse attacks coming for the time being." The younger soldier said.
"What do you know?" The bearded man glared at the soldier.
"We are now in the apocalypse, there is no safe time!"
Platoon Leader is right. In the apocalypse, when you feel safe, it will be the most dangerous time.
"I don't think it's that serious?" The young soldier whispered as he rolled his eyes and looked at the bearded man.
"Hehe, Platoon Leader, I just feel that you're different from the other Platoon Leader. If it was them, who knows where they would have gone to sleep now."
"Of course, laozi walked all the way from the Weishan Lake with Bro Yi, is it the same with thinking and understanding!"
The bearded man, Platoon Leader, stared at him. When he spoke, he unconsciously brought a hint of pride with him.
Amongst the troops that gathered Grand Green Mountain, only some of the soldiers that followed Wang Yi were able to call Wang Yi Bro Yi. As for the others that joined later, no matter how high their official rank was, they could only call Wang Yi their leader.
Although the two names meant respect, it was obvious who was closer and who was closer.
"Platoon Leader, tell me about you guys following the leader all the way here, right?" the young soldier asked hastily.
"Then tell me?"
The eyes of the bearded man, Platoon Leader, lit up. This could also be considered a method of keeping watch for a long time.
When the other soldiers heard this, they hurriedly came over. Evidently, they were very interested in those things.
When the bearded man, Platoon Leader, saw that they were all here, he did not put on any airs and coughed twice. He was about to start the lecture.
"Speaking of which, the other day, we just got to Yiyi Province …"
"Holy shit, what's that!?"
The bearded man had just spoken a few words when a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes that had been observing the outside of the city walls.
"What's wrong, Platoon Leader?"
The soldiers were disappointed as well. Just as they were about to listen to the story, it was interrupted.
"Someone is coming, maybe it's a zombie!"
Compared to the other soldiers, the sense of vigilance they had was immediately apparent.0
"It's just a zombie, watch me use my Pike to give it to him!"
A soldier stood up shakily, grabbed a Pike hanging on the wall and looked outside.
Sure enough, a crooked shadow ran towards the wall and reached the wooden bridge outside.
"It's only a zombie, watch me."
The soldier growled, and pulled Pike behind him. He quickly took care of the zombie and returned to the stove to roast it.
"Wait."
At this moment, the bearded man Platoon Leader suddenly pressed on the soldier's shoulder.
"What's wrong? "Platoon Leader?"
The soldiers were confused, encountering scattered zombies outside the walls was a very common thing, these soldiers guarding the walls were already used to it, the way to deal with it was very simple, killing them with Pike.
"Something's wrong."
The bearded man, Platoon Leader, shook his head in confusion and stared at the approaching figure.
If it was a zombie, the movement posture should not be like this.
Except for the apocalypse, the virus inside the zombie wasn't fully integrated yet so it looked extremely slow. However, the zombie had evolved to be even more agile than a human, so how could it be in this position?
The shadow outside the city wall was more like a human than a zombie.
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