Chapter 61
According to the current values ​​​​of all survivors, a human life is not worth a few cents more than the same weight of rice or pork.

How many people died?

Ah.
People from outside will be let in after all, but they must not be allowed to rush by themselves.

What will they do when they break through the line of defense?
Will you go back and fight the walking dead?

No, it won't.

Most of them will just drill into the building without looking back.

The point is not about the so-called deterrence or unmatched combat power of Big Corpse Brother or any other ghost, but that the people outside don't have this kind of mentality at all.
They are just cowards, not stupid, so what if they can fight off the building
what is the benefit?
Relying on their group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who have already been scared out of courage, can they withstand tens of thousands of living corpses?

Compared to themselves, the hundreds of fighting forces in the building are all "lunatics" who dare to think and do!
So everything just fell into place.

The big corpse brother picked up a wave of heroic treatment for turning the tide.

Several team leaders discussed and dispersed, returned to their own defense area and began to set up. Except for some babies who were brought back to the building, even the breastfeeding mothers were sent to the embankment by them gritted their teeth.

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled?This is the time for genocide!
"Li Shaoxia is really a good way to turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain," Qiao Shasha forced herself not to look at the vicious heavy armored walking corpse, "I think I know everything about you, how many things are you hiding from me?"

"Nonsense, knowing the root and the bottom is clearly the truth."

"You bastard, you still don't forget to take advantage of my mother at this time!"

"Ever thought about getting rid of the identity of the ownerless?"

"I"

Qiao Shasha opened her mouth, but what she said was——

"The corpses are coming!!"

The swarm of corpses has become a siege, and the spacious square and road in front of the building are all corpses as far as the eye can see, filling every gap.

These are at least [-] walking corpses, gathered in such a small place, so that the casual people who have never experienced the first, second, third, and fourth waves on the embankment have long lost their understanding of the concept of quantity.

"Perhaps I will soon become one of them."

The only thing that makes them really feel alive and slightly different from the creatures in front of them is
It stinks!

The strong, carrion-like stench of tens of thousands of walking corpses shrouded the surrounding streets like a substantial cloud, and people could almost feel the weight and shape of the stench.
Many people bent down and vomited violently.

Seeing this, people from the building made ridicule one after another,

"Oh, a bunch of idiots!"

"I wondered if they were useless at all. How about a sliding shovel to feed the walking dead directly?"

"What am I expecting? This group of people is outrageous, hopeless!"

Man, it's complicated.

Even when I am kneeling to make money, I always think about how to kneel more beautifully and imposingly.
The scattered people were furious, resisting the desire to vomit and stood up straight, and then when they looked up, they saw the walking corpse of Wu Yang Yang, whose body was ripped apart and even crawling with maggots, rushing towards him.
"vomit!!"

This was repeated several times, and the unbearable strong physical discomfort even overshadowed people's inner fear to some extent.

The walking corpse in front of me makes people want to empty out everything in their stomachs, it seems like that's all there is to it?

Unexpected, tricky angle.

Physiological>psychological epic case.

The building has keenly noticed the changes in this group of recruits, and is not surprised at all—this is their one-month experience of "getting along day and night" with walking corpses.

However, if you let them stand in the front, then there will be absolutely no care at all.

if not?
Even if you work hard to save a group of trash, and then let them feed the other walking corpses alive with the hope that everyone has exchanged their lives for?

Even if the group in front are all my own, it doesn't make sense.
The group of corpses rushed up like raging waves, and each one was in the same state, with mouths wide open, eyes full of bloodthirsty and madness, and bodies completely dominated by the desire for fresh flesh and blood. You can turn a blind eye to the refusal horse in front of you, and just rush forward like this——

The lump still in their heads is obviously very single-purpose now, even worse than low-level beasts.

The scattered people's vehicles covered the road, which caused a lot of trouble for the walking corpses, and then they were blocked by horses and dams
Even so, the moment the scattered people came into contact with the first wave of walking corpses, a large-scale attrition began to occur.

At least hundreds of people disappeared without a splash.

"Trash!" The people in the building communicated through the walkie-talkie, "Go up, go up, let our people go up, they can't stand it!"

About 300 or more than [-] people changed from a half step back to a half step forward,
"You're an idiot, it's the first time I've seen someone stab someone with a machete when I was growing up, machete! Look at my mouth shape, this thing called a fucking horse is called a fucking machete!!"

There were only three or 400 people, but their joining instantly made this flimsy line of defense grow into real steel and iron bones.

Be optimistic, if you have learned it, kill two more walking corpses. If you are afraid of pissing your crotch and closing your eyes, you will smash and hack directly to the mouth of the zombies. What else can be faster and more effective than this education method?

With just a few words, all the people who were still standing turned into decent skilled workers working on an assembly line.

Killing walking corpses is really a kind of heavy manual labor that does not need to enter the factory.

This thing doesn't have any tricks to attack, it just pounces on you single-mindedly, like an LSP with its mouth open and drooling, its eyes fixed on your neck or mouth, stretching its hands and trying to grab you and gnaw on it.

What kind of machete and mace don't exist at all in their eyes.

The people on the embankment only need to swing the machete or mace in their hands at the right distance and at the right time at the right angle. There is no obstacle other than physical strength——

The disadvantages are also obvious, there is no chance of mistakes, and there is basically no such operation as making up the knife.

In short, in the face of the attack of the first wave of corpses, the defensive circle, which had a huge difference in number compared with the walking corpses, unexpectedly withstood it for the time being.

The gap in the embankment that was broken by the scattered people was too late to plug the weak point that should have been a place, but it happened that Brother Big Corpse had never been ordered to leave since he stood there from the very beginning.
Speed ​​is the short board of Brother Big Corpse, a very obvious short board, but strength and physical strength are obviously not.

On Licang's floating island, only one heavy-armored corpse of the same level was needed to entangle Brother Big Corpse so that he couldn't escape to save Licang.

But this time, it really let everyone, including the corpse group, understand that the words "one man is the gate, ten thousand men are not open" are tailor-made for it!
 There may be another chapter in the future, I mean it is possible, so I suggest not to wait, of course I have another reliable suggestion, such as taking out the tickets in your hands or something
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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