Pick up a doomsday safe house at the beginning

It's over, Meng Liang knew there was no more fighting.

Continuing the fight would only cause more human deaths.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat! Get out of contact with the zombies and retreat five kilometers to the southwest!"

Meng Liang shouted and ran, and the team immediately moved, like a receding flood.

Just as Meng Liang got out of the zombie group, he saw a zombie standing in the zombie group in confusion, making a zombie-like death sound.

Jin Feng!

The last old member of the commando team.

The woman who wanted to date him in the haystack.

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Is she dead?

In the battle just now, she found that her comrades were too difficult, so she took off her armor and gave it to them. She thought she could use the small camp zombie king suit to resist the zombies' attack. However, the zombies in her position were too aggressive, and she was trapped. The zombies rushed up to bite her. Soon the defense of the zombie king suit was broken, and she was really bitten. The zombie virus spread in her body.

Meng Liang gritted his teeth, flew up when he passed by her, stepped on her shoulders with both feet, took off the very delicate diamond hairpin from her head, and then left.

Not far away, Zhong Zhenshan was still leading the team to fight the zombies that rushed up. Qu Jiaolan and Lu Anke were beside him, also killing zombies.

Meng Liang ran over and hugged the two women in his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and shouted:

"Brother, retreat quickly! Gather five kilometers away! Hurry up!"

Zhong Zhenshan saw Meng Liang running away, and the zombies in front of him rushed up densely, and hurriedly left, very unwilling.

The zombies' movement speed is not slow.

But they can't move fast on the battlefield.

Because the smell and blood left by human death will attract them very much.

They will fall into a state of confusion because of bones and blood, and will completely lose contact with the main zombie king in the distance, so they will not move forward, wandering in place, feeling the smell in the air, and will not continue to move until the smell dissipates.

In this way, it actually leaves time for humans to break contact and escape.

Finally, the troops withdrew and gathered in a wilderness five kilometers away.

After waiting for forty minutes, no one came. After counting the number of people, there were 2,700 survivors.

Zhong Zhenshan burst into tears directly.

Men don't shed tears easily, but as a leader, he felt deeply ashamed.

With 20,000 people, it has only been a few days, and there are only 2,700 left. How many people have lost their husbands and wives, lost their fathers and mothers, lost their sons and daughters, how can he explain to the elders and villagers when he goes back?

Moreover, these were elites, and he knew many of them. They were his comrades, brothers, and sisters. He had sent these people to their doom.

Meng Liang did not cry. He was thinking about what would happen next, so he went to comfort Zhong Zhenshan and discussed with him whether the large army had gone further.

They had been fighting here for more than two days. Although they did not achieve the expected goal, it seemed that they could only go here. There must be some fire left. Could it be that this team would really die?

So Meng Liang and Zhong Zhenshan made a decision after researching to retreat to the southwest, away from the zombies, to find the tail of the large army, and then collect those people and re-form the team.

Although those who fell behind must be rubbish, they must not be rubbish now, otherwise they can only wait to die.

In this way, they stopped fighting and rested, and immediately chased after the target.

In fact, the speed was not fast, after all, they were very weak after the war.

However, it took only about twelve hours for them to catch up with the tail of the large army, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people.

Zhong Zhenshan was so angry that he cried and laughed when he saw them, and he kept saying that this group of people were useless.

"I and my brothers led a team of 20,000 people to stop the enemy for two days and two nights, but you only walked this far for me? I caught up with you in twelve hours?"

Zhong Zhenshan was really furious, and Meng Liang was actually quite relieved. Although he didn't walk too far, he didn't see so much smoke and dust near the northeast along the way, which meant that the zombies were not approaching immediately, which proved that they really had the possibility of crossing the encirclement and going to the mountainous areas in the northeast.

As long as they entered the mountainous areas, no matter how many zombies there were, they would be swallowed up by the forests when they rushed into the mountains.

After all, there were no mountains like Dingfeng Mountain, Suogong Mountain, and Chang'an Mountain. The mountains in the Northeast spanned four provinces and extended all the way to Russia. There were mountains connected to mountains and forests connected to forests. Any col could hold 10 million zombies, and there were hundreds of cols in the mountains and forests over there.

So Meng Liang asked Zhong Zhenshan to be patient and began to organize all the people who fell behind.

They were indeed out of strength, but another important reason for falling behind was weak mental strength.

Meng Liang was here, so he had to start dealing with them

"If you can't walk! Go to hell!"

Meng Liang gathered almost three hundred people, and they all looked very embarrassed and weak.

The first sentence Meng Liang said when he spoke was this.

Everyone looked at Meng Liang listlessly, and finally someone stood up and spoke.

"Chief Meng Liang, we really can't walk anymore. Look at me, I still have three points of blood, how can I walk?"

This is a fat man in his forties, who looks bloated and probably rarely exercises on weekdays.

This world is so wonderful, as the saying goes, everyone has their own specialty, some otakus can still continue to be otakus after the doomsday, and there is no place to complain.

This fat guy must be the one who hid in the safe Tianhai Town for two years, and his level is still 1. He probably hasn't killed a single zombie.

Humph!

It's the end of the world and he still doesn't want to make progress. Such a person has no influence on the world and is just like a zombie.

Meng Liang's breath became even colder. He suddenly moved and walked over to kill him with a knife.

Everyone around was frightened and pale. They didn't expect Meng Liang to be so cruel.

Qu Jiaolan was watching from behind and felt distressed.

She didn't mind Meng Liang killing people, but she knew that Meng Liang said he didn't want to kill people casually in the future. He must feel uncomfortable if he killed again at this time?

"I'll say what I said just now again. If you can't walk, you'll die. Listen to me! If you feel tired, hungry, or have no blood, then find a way to replenish your physical strength while walking. For example, now I've killed this fat man, you can eat his meat, and then continue to walk for me! What I want is not you, a bunch of trash, but the population dividend of my base in the future. You must keep up with the team and not fall behind. Either keep going or die!"

Faced with the brutal Meng Liang, everyone was afraid, so let's keep going. What else can we do?

And no one ate the fat man's meat.

After all, this is unethical. These people are cowardly and incompetent guys. They dare not eat human flesh.

But they think Meng Liang is also terrible, so in order to persist, they began to eat tree bark, grass roots, insects, and everything they can eat to replenish their physical strength so that they can continue to move forward.

Under Meng Liang's cruel suppression and drive, these people began to speed up and slowly caught up with the people in front.