New members still repeat the training process that core members have received, and also need to conduct live-fire training in the wild. They learn from the most basic things such as firearm assembly and disassembly, understand the weaknesses of zombies, learn to use the terrain to deal with corpses, and constantly kill zombies during the movement. They are curious about these courses that they have never been exposed to, and after experiencing death threats and experiencing the hardships of battle, their alertness and hostility towards core members gradually fade away, and they truly begin to integrate into this team.

Everyone who goes home will bring back painful and sad memories.

No one's family survived. They either were infected with the virus and mutated into zombies, died, or simply disappeared. Whenever this happened, Li Xiaomei would try every means to make the meals on the table more hearty. Du Tianhao and the twin sisters would persuade each other based on their gender, age, and kindness of comfort.

This is a process that everyone must go through and must endure. Team members will cheer each other up at this time and use encouragement and comfort to make them forget their sadness.

Firearms and ammunition have been issued. With mutual understanding as the basis, improving overall combat effectiveness as soon as possible has become an urgent problem that needs to be solved.

A gust of wind blew into the open car windows, dispelling the heat.

Chen Kun looked at the road that was constantly retreating and asked curiously: "I don't understand why you thought of building a camp in the wild? There are many empty houses for living in the city. Just reinforce or renovate them, and various facilities are also very convenient."

Su Hao controlled the speed of the car and replied lightly: "Zombies will evolve. There are too many buildings in the city and the terrain is very complex, which is not conducive to defense. Moreover, we need a thick enough wall."

Zhou Chen in the back seat stared at his back and inserted his words: "There is a question: I don't quite understand, where did you get this medicine?"

As he said that, he took out an empty injection hose and handed it straight to Su Hao.

This thing was originally full, with Su Hao's blood inside.

After looking at the rear mirror, Su Hao's face did not have any emotional fluctuations. He said calmly: "I can barely be considered half a doctor, and I have a lot of experience in placing the medicine. Don't worry! This medicine is very safe, and each of us has taken it."

He cleverly avoided some key issues, but Zhou Chen was obviously not satisfied with this ambiguous explanation. He took out a piece of silver bone particles from his pocket and continued to ask: "What about this? Why collect this kind of thing?"

Su Hao frowned slightly.

He stepped on the brakes, and the rapidly rotating tire was suddenly stuck by the reeds, slid rapidly on the ground for more than ten meters, making a harsh and unpleasant noise, dragging out a long black wear mark.

Su Hao turned around from the driver's seat, stared at Zhou Chen, and his tone was cold: "Are you interrogating me?"

Zhou Chen was surprised by the sudden change. He shook his head in confusion and panic, and repeatedly defended: "Don't! Don't get me wrong! I absolutely don't mean that. I just felt curious and thought this thing was mysterious. When distributing the potion, you once said: It can fight viruses and produce immunity. So I think this medicine must be very precious. For a while, you have been asking us to kill zombies and collect silver bones from their bodies. I guess there must be some connection between the two. Silver bones should be an indispensable raw material for placing potions. From a biological point of view, this assumption should be valid, at least in theory...

He spoke very quickly, his explanations were very organized, and he had a lot of personal opinions. Perhaps he suddenly found that Su Hao and Chen Kun were looking at him, and Zhou Chen's fair face was slightly red. He lowered his head and whispered embarrassedly: "...I am a doctor, I don't mean to peek into your personal privacy, I just found it very interesting and curious."

Su Hao stared at Zhou Chen, silent.

If time goes by half a year later, he will feel that this person is a spy who has been involved in the team.

Now, there is no such possibility.

Time and encounters have confirmed that Zhou Chen is just an ordinary person. Like other team members, he is a survivor of the virus outbreak disaster.

I almost forgot that Cao Rui once mentioned: Zhou Chen is a doctoral student at a medical university, so it is normal for him to become interested in such issues.

"I really have no other meaning, please believe me."

The expression on his face was extremely sincere.

Su Hao smiled faintly. He patted Zhou Chen on the shoulder hard and said seriously: "Let's find some time to have a good talk. Your professional knowledge should be very helpful for some problems that trouble me."

Zhou Chen released an excited gaze in his eyes and nodded vigorously.

The nervous expression on Chen Kun's face gradually faded away. He was always worried that things would develop in the direction of losing control. At this moment, he finally felt relieved and sat down again, his eyes turned out of the window, and he was patrolling between the streets and buildings in the distance.

Suddenly, a building that had not been completed hundreds of meters away was covered with a light green protective net attracted his attention. After staring in that direction for about five seconds, Chen Kun suddenly opened his eyes wide, stretched out his right hand out of the window and pointed at the position he saw, grabbed Su Hao's clothes with his left hand and pulled them hard, shouting hurriedly: "Hurry! Look! Over there, what is that?"

Su Hao and Zhou Chen's eyes gathered at the same time.

On the roof, there was a red flag waving back and forth. The amplitude was very large and very eye-catching.

"It should be a survivor."

Su Hao stared at the swaying flag in the distance and said slowly: "He can see us and wants to use this method to attract attention."

Zhou Chen's face was serious and solemn: "It may also be asking for help, they are in trouble."

..

Zhang Jilin sat on the ground, gasping for breath. His hair was messy, his shirt was torn to pieces, and large blood-stained scratches were clearly visible on his cheeks and shoulders. His left leg was tied with splints and tied tightly with rag strips, but it could not suppress the inflammation and abscesses and swelling of the wounds on his legs.

This is the rooftop of the building and the highest point of the entire construction site.

In the end, he was unable to find the people who took the weapons from the Security Command. Although he was very annoyed, he could only find another way.

This city is very large, and Su Hao's team has always been focusing on the small bank building as the core and is active in the neighboring area. Zhang Jilin's construction site is located in the suburbs of the city and is remote. The chances of two people meeting are very low, so it is almost impossible to encounter it.

They have always been troubled by the problem of food shortage——This area belongs to a development zone, with few shops nearby, and large-scale corpses in the neighborhood. All external contacts were interrupted, and no one knew what was going on outside. Zhang Jilin also thought about leaving, but could not find a safer residence than the construction site in a short time. The amount of guns and ammunition obtained from the dead soldiers was not large, and it consumed some of them every time they went out to collect food. The fuel needed to drive the vehicle was getting less and less.

After a few weeks, half of the people gathered on the construction site were separated.

Zhang Jilin encountered the same problem as Su Hao—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The deceased's clothes were torn to pieces, and the ground was scattered with banknotes, ID cards, and construction site entry and exit cards that fell out of his pockets... All the evidence shows that the deceased was the worker he had been with day and night. Now, even the bones are incomplete.

No one mentioned the topic of leaving again. People were like crazy and tried hard to strengthen the walls and fill the gaps with various materials. The tragedy that happened to their companions made them completely abandon their fantasies and no longer complain about the distribution of food and water. They didn't know where there was a safer place than the construction site, nor did they want to waste time finding suitable residences. There were bricks, cement, steel bars and machinery, and the workers even dug a well with pile machines.

The crops in the nearby fields were plundered, and people cut off the outermost hard shells, and cooked the grouting grains. They tried to use trucks to rush out the corpses gathered on nearby streets, trying to find food from a distance. This method sounded feasible, but after actual operation, they found that the dense corpses were not afraid of life and death at all. They rushed to the high-speed trucks like tides. Many zombies were knocked over and crushed, and the rotten flesh stuck to the wheels like mud, making it slippery and idling in place and unable to move forward. The driver sitting in the cab was surrounded by hundreds of zombies. The terrible human-eating creature squeezed through the windshield and crawled in, gnawing every piece of meat on the poor man.

People were completely desperate.

What they do every day is to stand on the rooftop of the building that has not yet been completed and observe around. They knocked on the trumpet with iron sheets, and wrote "SOS", "Save us" and other words on the propaganda flag with ink. They saw signs of other survivors' activities through the telescope more than once. However, the distance was too far, and the other party could not hear or see clearly.

Last week, Zhang Jilin and his workers put the last fuel into the excavator oil tank and used this construction machine to dig out a large amount of Guanyin soil from the ground. The thing is white and delicate. When you get close to it, you will smell it with a faint sweet fragrance. Zhang Jilin picked up a little with his fingers and tasted it. It tasted good, sloppy.

Even refugees during the famine rarely use Guanyin soil to fill their stomachs. It is undeniable that it can be eaten, but it will expand when it enters the body. Gastric acid cannot be differentiated, and the intestinal wall cannot be absorbed at all. It is almost in and out as it is. It is of course good to be able to pull it out. If it cannot pull it out, it will completely block the intestines and eventually suffocate to death.

Eat less, but eat too much will cause death.

Digging Guanyin soil is the idea of ​​everyone, including Zhang Jilin. There is not much leftover food on the construction site, less than five kilograms of rice, a large bag of "old sauerkraut" instant noodles, more than a dozen "golden monkey" lollipops, and some wild vegetables found from nearby fields.

This little food won't last long. If you want to survive, especially if you want to make most people live, the only way is to draw lots.

This sounds cruel and crazy. Zhang Jilin's boss identity still has authority among the workers. He eventually rejected this terrible idea and turned to another way that seems more humane but does not actually have many differences.

Dig a pile of Guanyin soil and go out. If anyone is too hungry to bear it, go and eat it.

Eating too much of this thing will definitely lead to death, while other living people will fill their stomachs with the dead's bodies.

Everyone agrees that killing the companion who was drawn by the lottery with his own hands will create a strong sense of guilt. Eating the companion who died naturally is completely different and becomes natural.

The dug out white soil was piled outside like a hill. The hungry people sat on the first floor of the building that had not yet been completed and stared at him blankly. No one spoke, their lips were slightly opened, desire and will fought in their eyes, hands were trembling, and feet were trembling. Even Zhang Jilin unknowingly leaked out water, pulling from the corner of his mouth to the ground, looking like an idiot who had a stroke in his brain and lost his ability to control himself.

Guanyin soil is very white, and you can rub it with your hands and grind it into very fine powder, like glutinous rice flour.

Zhang Jilin finally understood the articles written by those weight loss people on the Internet - when they were extremely hungry, they would really regard floor tiles as cut mung bean cakes, bamboo mats as noodles, and even the clouds in the sky were transformed into roast duck, wonton stew, steamed buns, and char siu...

No one wants to die, nor is he willing to kill his companions with his own hands.

Everyone was waiting for someone with weak will to stand up first. In order to eat the first bite of meat as soon as possible, the workers even boiled a large pot of boiling water on the next stove in advance.

Whoever dies first will throw anyone in.

Unfortunately, they did not wait for the first dead in the complex mentality of expectation and resistance, but waited for a large group of terrible zombies.

There were many zombies wandering near the construction site. One of them found this group of hungry survivors through the gap in the middle of the iron gate. If it were the case, Zhang Jilin and the workers would kill the zombie as soon as possible so as not to attract more monsters. However, the numb and trapped nerves caused them to be tortured by hunger made them neglect this point. There were more and more zombies gathered outside the iron gate, several, dozens, and hundreds...

The iron door was very strong, and there were thick and hard steel bars horizontally on it as a door latch. The corpses gathered outside the door failed to squeeze open the door gate, but pushed the wall next to it and rushed in.

The wall seemed solid, but in fact it was just a temporary building with bricks and mortar. Although the workers were constantly strengthening it, they could not take into account every point.

Zhang Xuezhong was thrown over by two zombies, a large piece of meat on his face was torn off, and his nose was gnawed off. The monsters dug out his eyes and ate them with relish.

Chen Fugui's body was torn apart on the spot and his head was broken in half. He couldn't even scream out the last scream, and his tongue was pulled out of his throat by the zombies and torn apart.

Liu Dali's butt was bitten by zombies, and his intestines were dragged out of his anus. Several zombies were fighting for it. They ate very quickly, and they didn't seem to have to chew at all. Their faces and bodies were covered with shit squeezed out of the intestinal ducts.

There was chaos on the construction site.

Zhang Jilin and the rest of the people fled into the building and climbed up the stairs desperately. The floor leading to the rooftop is a place to rest normally, and two iron fences were installed, which was safer than anywhere else.

However, it is also a dead end.

Only six people followed Zhang Jilin to the rooftop. They curled up behind the locked iron fence and shivered, listening in horror and despair as they gnawed, biting, howling, and screaming from the unfinished building under their feet.

Zhang Jilin fell a fight a few days ago, and his calf was penetrated by steel bars. If it weren't for the workers' desperate efforts to escape with him, he would have become a pile of unrecognizable bones.

He never owed anyone any wages. In the minds of workers, this is a conscientious boss.

The rooftop is safe, but there is no food or water.

They were completely desperate.

At this time, they saw off-road vehicles driving on the road in the distance.

..

There were about a hundred zombies pouring into the construction site, which was considered a medium-sized group of corpses.

The off-road vehicle, which was speeding at high speed, rushed directly into the construction site from the collapsed wall gap, knocking away several zombies hovering outside. The thick tires plowed out four deep grooves full of flesh and blood on the ground, and accompanied by a harsh friction sound, it suddenly stopped in front of the entrance of the building.

Before the car was stable, Su Hao, who was full of murderous aura, had already jumped out of the cab. He was wearing a black sports suit he got from the "Adidas" store. His resolute and cold face had no emotional fluctuations. His explosive hands were holding a hunting knife. He ran like a wolf, squeezing through the corpse group that he turned around and met. The sharp blade passed by at a speed that was unseen by the naked eye, and with the tremor that swept through the air at a high speed, it cut the zombie's neck and dropped its head.

Chen Kun and Zhou Chen followed behind, holding automatic rifles to shoot at the zombies. This was their first close contact with the corpse group without guidance and supervision. Panic and nervousness were inevitable, and they completely forgot to remind Su Hao repeatedly during shooting training, "shoot the head", "do not shoot continuously", "keep the distance". Thirty bullets were quickly shot out, and Zhou Chen squatted on the ground in a hurry to change the magazine. Chen Kun, who was nervous, completely forgot to replenish the ammunition and swung the butt stock directly to hit the zombies rushing towards the opposite side.

They have all taken Su Hao's blood and are not afraid of bites or infection. But they do not have much combat experience after all, and they will be afraid and feel fearful when facing a large number of corpses.

"Follow me closely and pay attention to the wings on both sides-----"

While fighting, Su Hao kept giving instructions to the two people behind him. His thinking consciousness detection range exceeded 200 meters in diameter, and he could accurately grasp every move of Chen Kun and Zhou Chen. The enhanced brain information processing speed was extremely fast. The location, movement speed, and attack angle of the zombies could all be obtained through calculations. Su Hao waved his sword based on these results, and also guided the two followers to improve the killing effect to the extreme.
Chapter completed!