Chapter 1332: Human life is like grass, zombies are like waves (Wan Geng, please vote for me)

Chapter 1332: Human life is like grass, zombies are like waves (Wan Geng, please vote for me~)

Ho ho ho!

The tide of zombies covered the sky and the sun, and they roared together.

Like thunder rolling from the sky.

From the distant mountains and forests, zombies are coming in a steady stream.

The zombies all over the mountains and plains give people a sense of despair.

Under the wall of the trading market, the tide of zombies piled up very quickly.

After being exposed to heavy rain for nearly a month, the zombie's body sensitivity has become very strong.

Zombies pile up into mountains, and a certain number of zombies are needed to support them below.

The stacked zombie tide is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The total height of the trading market wall is 21 meters.

The mobile blade is installed at a height of eight meters.

After the stacking height of the zombie wave exceeded the moving gate knife, it grew rapidly.

Ten meters.

Twelve meters.

Twenty minutes later, the zombies finally stacked up to a height of fifteen or six meters, reaching a height that the steel pipe could stab.

Lao Xie saw this scene on the wall, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Counterattack!"

Phew!

A volunteer held a spear with both hands, aimed at the head of a zombie, and stabbed it with all his strength.

Under the action of gravity and force, the zombie's head was stabbed.

Lift it up.

The spear was instantly pulled out from the zombie's head, bringing out some black and white things.

at the same time.

Volunteers blocking zombies all over the wall were doing similar actions.

Zhang Shi had a cloth strip tied to his wrist, connected to the steel pipe he was holding.

The reason why the cloth strips are tied is because it is raining heavily now and the steel pipe is stained with rainwater to prevent the lance from slipping when assassinating zombies.

Phew!

Zhang Shi accurately hit the head of a zombie and pulled it out suddenly.

After he pulled out his spear, he took a brief aim and then quickly stabbed the other zombie.

There were too many zombies, and they stabbed and aimed at them for too long.

Huhu——

Wang Dao took two deep breaths and looked at Zhang Shi, who was vigorously killing next to him, with some emotion in his heart. After all, young people have more endurance.

Thanks to the efforts of two thousand volunteers, the piled-up zombie tide was stagnated.

The speed at which the zombies piled up instantly slowed down.

"Ah! Help!"

After a volunteer pierced the zombie's head with a spear, he was unlucky enough to get stuck in the zombie's skull, and then was pulled down by the steel pipe by several zombies nearby, causing him to fall.

The volunteer was pulled down by the strong force of the zombies. He squatted down and kicked his legs on the wall, holding on to keep his body from being dragged down.

The volunteers on the left and right were still stabbing the zombies below, unable to care about them at all.

There were more and more zombies pulling on the spears below, and the huge force pulled his body down until he could no longer hold it up.

When Jiuge behind him saw this, he ran over quickly and at the same time pulled out a dagger from his thigh.

Uh-huh!

Jiuge, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled out a dagger and cut off the cloth on his wrist.

The spear was instantly dragged down by the zombies below.

thump!

The survivor sat down on the wet pool of water.

"Huhu——"

He was breathing heavily, and his scalp was numb, as if his soul had been pulled out.

He had never felt death so close to him.

If he was dragged down, he would probably be eaten away by the zombies below in a few seconds, leaving no bones left.

Seeing his state, Jiuge frowned and said:

"I'll give you a new spear, cheer up."

Once on the wall, no matter how scared you are, you have to face the zombies head-on.

When these survivors choose to sign up and receive food, they must fulfill this obligation.

This is a deal.

The man raised his head, his eyes filled with shock.

But Jiuge had already taken a new spear from behind and put it in his hand.

"Be careful and get up."

The man gasped for breath. He felt his legs were a little weak. He gritted his teeth and stood up using his spear to support his body.

"Thanks."

He turned around and faced the zombies again. The fear in his eyes had not disappeared, but there was a hint of anger.

Zombies! I hate zombies the most!

kill!

Time passed by minute by minute.

The speed of the pile of zombies has slowed down a lot, and it has only increased by less than two meters in an hour.

The height of the pile of zombies reached seventeen meters.

Some volunteers replaced four-meter long guns on the wall behind.

Keep killing zombies!

Another two hours passed.

The stack height of zombies increased instead of decreasing, which put great pressure on the volunteers.

Even though he had tried very hard, he still couldn't stop the zombie hill from increasing in height.

The three-hour high-intensity battle had already made some volunteers unable to hold on any longer.

"help me!"

Whoosh!

The next second, another volunteer was dragged down by the zombies.

This is already the fifth case of a survivor being dragged down by zombies.

Without exception, the spear was stuck in the skull of the zombie, and the zombie was dragged down due to exhaustion.

The tip of the spear has actually been polished very sharp and rounded by Jie Changshan.

But after stabbing and killing for a long time, the tip of the gun will inevitably have some wear and tear.

The chance of getting stuck by a zombie skull is low, but every time you get stuck it's always dangerous.

Lao Xie saw that the zombies were still getting taller, and he frowned and picked up the walkie-talkie:

"Xiao Jun, how is the recruitment of the second batch of volunteers going?"

"Two thousand volunteers are not enough. Up to now, the height of the zombie wave is still increasing, and new manpower is needed."

These combatants are not just watching from behind. When some volunteers are in danger, they will also lend a helping hand.

Sizzling——

Ten seconds later.

Xiao Jun's answer came over the intercom.

"Captain Xie, I'm starting to recruit here. They will be dispatched in about an hour. In addition, I have added 2,000 people this time. Should it be enough?"

"That's about it. Ask Xie Changshan to get more spears. There's some wear and tear here."

After thinking for a while, Lao Xie continued: "Forget it, you'd better let him go up to the wall and take a look. I always feel that the spear weapon needs to be improved. Many volunteers were dragged down. Let's see if there is anything. There are ways to solve this problem.”

"Okay, I get it."

Phew!

A man with gray temples had blood oozing from his mouth and his hands were shaking.

For several hours, I stabbed down repeatedly and mechanically.

Not only did it consume a lot of physical strength, but it also made his hands and waist somewhat unbearable.

Every time I stabbed down, I had to exert force on my waist, which made my back sore over and over again.

After he stabbed it in, he didn't dare to stop at all and quickly pulled it out.

In the past few hours, he had learned some techniques for using this spear to deal with zombies.

Quick, accurate and ruthless are the basic operations. The most important thing is to be quick when pulling it out. If you are slow, you will easily get stuck and be pulled by the zombies below.

The second is to tilt back, using the weight and acceleration of the spear itself to save more energy.

But even with these techniques, his body was still overwhelmed by the high load for several hours.

Whoop whoosh!

His breathing was like a blower, and every breath he took in seemed to be burning his lungs and throat.

Only the moist rain made him feel better.

I really can't hold on any longer.

He took a step back and was about to fall to the ground.

But the next second, he saw the zombies piled below climbing up again.

Gritting his teeth, he held the spear tightly, and the spear trembled and penetrated into the zombie's head.

One pull.

After this, I felt dizzy and couldn't resist anymore and fell to the ground.

The spear was also hung on the wall.

A combatant behind saw this scene and sighed.

He saw with his own eyes how this middle-aged man became weaker and weaker, and he could see that he had indeed used his last bit of strength.

He walked over and put his hand on the tip of his nose.

He was still breathing, so he was taken away and placed under the wall behind to rest.

The battle against the zombies was brutal. After the middle-aged man rested, his vacant position was shared with volunteers on both sides.

As time passed, more and more volunteers couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Some volunteers who were not so lucky were dragged down by zombies and died without their bodies intact.

An hour later, the pile of zombies reached eighteen meters, only three meters away from the wall.

Lao Xie was a little anxious. The additional personnel sent by Xiao Jun had not arrived yet.

If the zombies continue to pile up, it won't be long before the zombies climb up the wall.

So he decisively ordered the armed guards on the wall to join the battle.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The gunfire was so loud that the volunteers on the wall felt like hearing the sound of nature when they heard the gunfire.

Bullets are much more efficient at killing zombies than cold weapons.

The bullets were like fire dragons, accurately hitting the zombies' heads.

The zombie wave that was about to climb up the wall was immediately blocked.

It curbed the speed of stacking and also reduced it at an extremely fast speed.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Shi looked at the combatants next to him and shot the zombies.

The bullet penetrated the air, cut through the rain falling in the sky, and hit a zombie in the head.

The zombie lost its support and rolled down weakly.

When it rolled down, it hit the zombies that were also stacking and climbing up, and took away two zombies.

These combatants are experienced and their marksmanship has reached a high level through several years of actual combat operations.

The hit rate reached over 80%, and some even reached 90%.

One is that the distance is relatively close, and the other is that there are so many zombies below that you can hit them even if you close your eyes.

But what they want to hit must be the head of the zombie, otherwise it will have no effect at all.

Although bullets can quickly kill zombies, they are consumed at an alarming rate.

In just a few minutes, the height of the zombie pile dropped by two meters.

But almost every combatant had exhausted two magazines.

"Stop!" Lao Xie quickly ordered everyone to stop shooting and retreat to the wall behind.

"All volunteers, tops."

With an order, the volunteers who had only rested for a few minutes stepped forward again.

When people are exhausted and continue to work at a high load, even taking a breath for a minute can give them a breath of relief.

With these few minutes of breathing time, the volunteers regained some strength.

Keep fighting.

ten minutes later.

Changsheng came up with the second batch of volunteers.

Wu Xing, Ming Sheng and others on the wall quickly allocated these personnel to fill the gaps.

Especially in some locations where there are a lot of zombies, add a few more people.

With the addition of the second batch of volunteers, the speed of the zombie stacking slowed down and a delicate balance point was reached. The height of the zombie stacking did not increase or decrease.

"Why are you here?" Lao Xie asked looking at Changsheng who was running up in a hurry.

"Recruitment takes some time, and not everyone who participates is qualified." Changsheng answered.

Lao Xie did not continue to blame Changsheng and glanced at his watch.

Five and a half hours have passed since the first batch of volunteers arrived.

According to the agreement, the first batch of sign personnel will be sent down in two and a half hours.

In just that moment, nearly a hundred volunteers had died, and the mortality rate reached 5%.

This death rate may not seem low, but it is achieved despite being on a high wall and having such obvious geographical advantages.

Moreover, the zombie tide has not yet piled up on the fence. If the zombie tide piled on the fence, the death rate may be multiplied by ten.

More importantly, if the guards hadn't fired to stop the zombies, the zombies might have rushed up the wall.

Once the zombies rush onto the wall, it is extremely terrifying and difficult to control the situation.

Therefore, be sure to get rid of the zombies under the wall.

"The time for the first batch of volunteers is coming soon. Go and recruit the third batch."

Lao Xie narrowed his eyes and continued:

"Based on what I have observed so far, it would take at least four thousand people to completely block the zombie tide and prevent it from getting higher."

"This is a balance point, and I suggest that we carry out recruiting shifts according to this number in the future, so as to ensure that the wall can be held."

Hearing this, Changsheng lowered his head and considered for a while, then touched his nose and said:

"Eight-hour shifts, twenty-four hours a day, that's three shifts, and four thousand people per shift, which requires 12,000 people."

Lao Xie was also a little surprised when he heard this number.

This is not a small number.

Twelve thousand people, this is still three shifts.

If you include some people who no longer want to work, plus deaths and losses, you may have to prepare 15,000 people.

"Are there so many people signing up?" Lao Xie asked.

Changsheng heard this question and coughed:

"Yes, there is another reason why I didn't come up so quickly just now. When I came over, I was stopped by many survivors. They all wanted to sign up."

"There are plenty of people."

Human life is like grass. They rush to the ground to fight for their lives for a little bit of food.

Most of the survivors in the trading market are at the bottom, and resource allocation has always followed the rule of 28.

Twenty percent of the people control 80% of the resources.

When Lao Xie heard him say that there were enough people, he sighed slightly.

Although he said there were enough people, he should have breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he also understood what this meant.

This means that many survivors are facing food crises.

But the people in the oil city can't do anything else. After all, food is limited, and they have to ensure their own supply.

Being able to use part of the food now is already helping these survivors.

It's a work-for-relief approach.

There are more than 12,000 people, and I don’t know how long their food reserves can last.

There was worry in Lao Xie's eyes.

Food for oil.

He knew that it probably wouldn't last too long.

Once they reach the critical point of their endurance, they will probably stop this recruitment mode.

But

Lao Xie saw with his own eyes that these survivors were working hard, some even at the cost of their lives, just to get two corn cakes. He was really motivated but powerless.

From the perspective of a survivor, it is undoubtedly sad.

But from the perspective of Oil City, you can't consider these things. If you are soft-hearted, you will have to pay more real food over there.

The more food you pay, the shorter the persistence time will be. From the overall perspective, it is undoubtedly not feasible.

Once the wall fails to hold up, it will not be these hundreds of people who will die, but tens of thousands of people!

We cannot cause greater casualties for a small number of people.

Of course he understands this truth,

He could only sigh at this situation.

Lao Xie said to Changsheng:

"Okay, hurry up and recruit the third batch. I think after the third batch, you can start recruiting the third batch. How about this, you can relax the quota, and there will be four thousand people in one batch."

"how?"

Changsheng nodded and said, "I will respond to Captain Xiao."

"By the way, Jie Changshan just came down and said that there is a way to improve the spear. Did he tell you?"

"I told you, I know this, please urge him."

"good."

Changsheng turned around and left the guard tower.

The guards on the wall still need to stay here, at least for more than ten hours.

It is necessary to pass the test of volunteers blocking zombies and find out a suitable strategy to see how to stabilize the zombie tide.

When the rotation of volunteers can stabilize the zombie tide, then the number of guards can be reduced.

After two thousand new people were added to the wall, the pressure on the original volunteers was much less.

Many of them fainted from exhaustion, while the rest gritted their teeth and persisted.

Eight hours of high-load battle, two tortillas in exchange.

These two tortillas were not enough for their physical exertion.

Some people make up their minds when they are fighting that they will never come back later.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel a little reluctant to part with it.

After all, if they don't eat, they will die. Now they can fight here and get two more tortillas before coming up next time.

In order to get the next two tortillas,

they are forced to sign up for the next battle.

Tired!

More and more people are tired and collapsed. There are combat personnel watching behind them, forcing them to go all out.

They don't sit on the ground when they are tired. Many of them fainted directly from exhaustion. Some were so tired that they were carried away with blood.

Old Xie still couldn't help it. He felt that these people were too miserable.

This is the first batch after all. Only two thousand people resisted the terrifying zombie tide for five hours!

The volunteers behind will definitely not be so tired.

But the volunteers in the first batch are the most tired and have persisted until now.

The first batch of volunteers is equivalent to the volunteers in the second batch, and they endured twice the intensity in the first five hours!

So he picked up the intercom and contacted Uncle San:

"Minister, I have a suggestion."

"To be honest, the first batch of volunteers fought very hard. They held on for the first five hours."

"Now that the second batch has come up, it's much better. They have been able to maintain the balance point where the height of the zombies does not increase."

"I think the first batch of volunteers is special. Can we give them some more food as a supplement after this battle?"

"After all, they have persisted for five hours with fewer people than the volunteers who came up later."

After hearing what he said, Uncle San was silent for two seconds.

Ask: "Do you mean, just give them more food this time for this first batch?"

"Yes." Old Xie nodded.

Uncle San thought for a while and said: "Okay, after all, they are the first batch to sign up. After going down the wall, I will give them two more pieces, but only this time, there will be no next time."

"I know how you feel, but... food is limited."

"The overall situation is more important."

"I understand, thank you, Minister." Old Xie's heart is heavy.

Hu——

Take a deep breath,

Look up, in the rain,

He saw a young man not far away,

The veins on the young man's neck were exposed,

His legs trembled like a sieve, his waist and horse were united, and he threw the spear in his hand with all his strength.

After the spear pierced the zombie's head, it was quickly retracted.

It was very rhythmic and the frequency was very fast.

He has been paying attention to this young man for a while.