Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

Things outside gradually returned to silence. The iron wires on the road behind the alley were stained with zombie blood. It was necessary to be very careful to retreat now.

Although Zhang Liping had a walkie-talkie in her pocket, she did not contact Chen Yu immediately.

Everyone retreated cautiously. One of Zhang Liping's confidants whispered, "Sister Ping, let's call for support. These people have guns..."

"Look at you, you're such a coward!" Zhang Liping shouted in a low voice, "Don't you have one too? Everyone has a pistol, how come you don't even have the courage to shoot?!"

“But when I look at those people, they don’t have any hunchbacks, and they wear scarves covering the lower part of their faces. They don’t look like ordinary survivors…” The confidant looked back and saw that his previous teammate had completely lost his life and turned into a corpse.

He knew that within a few minutes, his former companions would stand up again, but as zombies.

"Humph, just pretending. Chen Yu and that tall man, whose name seemed to be Xiao Jiu, also said that the survivors they encountered were not very powerful."

"Think about it, if we can capture a few of them alive and interrogate them to get some useful information, wouldn't we be able to get more rewards by bringing them back? Maybe we can even get a tank afterwards..."

Zhang Liping's eyes were wandering, but she chose to act on her own.

At this moment, she did not continue to listen to Chen Yu's orders, which was to use the walkie-talkie to call for help if she saw anyone.

And you must never take direct action.

Zhang Liping was actually a little disdainful of this. Although she was a little fat, she had learned boxing for a few years before the end of the world.

However, in the previous social order, fighting was not allowed. If you won, you had to pay money and be detained, and if you lost, you had to stay in the hospital. So Zhang Liping never had any chance to show her skills.

Later, due to indulgence in diet, her body shape gradually changed, but after the zombies appeared, Zhang Liping had actually been training secretly.

He lost a lot of weight very early on, although most of it was due to starvation. There was no other way, as food was not easy to obtain in the apocalypse.

What she was wearing on her belly was a fake belly prop she had picked up and had used in filming a movie.

After Zhang Liping found out, she washed the clothes and wore them every day to pretend that she was a fat woman.

Of course, what she did was successful. Even Chen Yu and Shangguan Jing were kept in the dark and didn't notice anything.

Although her camp has less than a hundred people, she never interacts with other forces.

Zhang Liping has survived to this day thanks to the zombies she keeps on the periphery...

But little did she know that today she would pay a heavy price for her actions.

As they retreated to the other end of the alley, Zhang Liping directly took out the fake belly, and all her subordinates were stunned.

The next second, Zhang Liping said in a deep voice: "There are ten of us, one died, and now there are nine left."

"Wait a minute, Xiaozhi and Xiaoming, you two rush out and run as fast as you can towards the street on the right."

"Ah Lin and Chen Yun, just run to their left."

After saying that, Zhang Liping pulled out her pistol, removed the magazine, then loaded the gun and pulled the trigger. She said with a serious face, "Everyone else, follow me and shoot from behind. Remember, you have to capture them alive..."

After these words were spoken, some people wanted to back out, but when they saw Sister Ping's cold eyes, they swallowed their words back.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Liping gave the order, "Action!"

At the same time, at the other end of the alley, about thirty meters away, four men holding automatic rifles looked at each other, took out grenades from their pockets, and began to set traps on the ground.

......

Chen Yu and his men had just walked a short distance when a noise came from the intercom hanging on his shoulder...

Seeing this, Chen Yu stopped and listened with the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Seeing this, everyone else looked at him, curious about who was calling.

But the strange thing was that no one was talking, only the sound of electricity.

Chen Yu waited for about seven seconds, but there was still no movement. He was about to press the button and shout, but the next second, several gunshots were heard from inside!

Zhang Yin and Uncle Wa frowned instantly at the familiar feeling. Even Yang Yu could hear it. He said in a deep voice, "This is the sound of an automatic rifle firing. It should be a high-precision weapon that ordinary survivors will never have!"

Since the guns in the apocalypse are generally pistols, most people can't actually hear any difference.

But Zhang Yin and the other two are different. They have all served in the army and are quite familiar with this stuff. Because in today's environment, it is difficult to encounter those old guns.

Once you get in touch with it, you can almost instantly hear that something is wrong!

Chen Yu naturally also found something confusing, because there were only three teams carrying out the mission in this area, and no one else in the team could carry rifles except Chen Yu's team.

After four bursts of gunfire, a sharp explosion was heard from the intercom.

Chen Yu frowned slightly and said, "It looks like it was smashed by someone."

"Who contacted us?" Zhang Yin asked.

"I don't know." Chen Yu shook his head and took out a piece of paper from his shirt pocket, which had the walkie-talkie frequencies of the other two teams written on it.

He had to first determine which side was attacked before he could rush over to provide support. If two teams were attacked at the same time, he would have to call for others to come over as well.

Chen Yu held the walkie-talkie in his right hand, first switched to Zhang Liping's team, pressed the button and shouted a few times.

Half a minute passed and there was no response, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Seeing this, Chen Yu quickly tuned to the frequency of Shen Meng's team and called out, "Shen Meng, Shen Meng, can you hear me?"

On an abandoned street, everyone looked at Chen Yu nervously, fearing that no one would respond.

But after about three seconds, a noisy voice sounded, "What's going on? We are pouring oil on the ground..."

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject, "It's okay. Find an open area and try to call Zhang Liping to see if you can get in touch with her."

"it is good!"

On an abandoned street about three kilometers away, Shen Meng signaled others to be on alert. Then she took the walkie-talkie, quickly ran to the roof of the building next to her, and shouted several times.

Two minutes later, Chen Yu received message from Shen Meng again.

"No, there is no response. It feels like the intercom is broken..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces instantly became solemn. Chen Yu said calmly: "Okay, I get it. You guys should be careful. Jiang Chen's people should have entered the city as well."

"Do you want us to go to her mission area? It's not far, probably only two kilometers." Shen Meng stood on the rooftop, her hair messed up by the wind, and she said quickly.

"No need, just protect yourselves." Chen Yu rejected her and ended the call.