The defense of the mourning community

Yellow smoke drifted in the air, and everyone in Manhattan entered a fighting state in an instant. The children ran home immediately so as not to cause trouble for everyone, and the adults quickly divided up the work in the organization of the property.

Wei Chuan put on his earphones and began to make an emergency call to the headquarters: "This is Guaidong Sanyao, this is Guaidong Sanyao, there was a violent explosion in the direction of the old station, and there was a mission failure signal and a distress signal! Please help, please help!"

Yi Chengli and Ling Qing loudly organized some of the owners to go up to the heights to observe the emergency report, and the other part to go to the terrace with their belongings to prepare for battle.

Dalong had already lit the minibus, and shouted at the members of the Special Forces who were about to go out to rescue: "Get in the car, get in the car!"

Yi Chengli watched them getting into the car and about to leave, and quickly shouted: "The road is blocked! Wait for me to move the car for you!"

But Ling Qing shouted louder than him to Dalong: "Wait a minute, I will go with you! Dalong is not familiar with the road, I will take you to take a small path and go faster!"

He ran towards Dalong's minibus, but Yi Chengli grabbed his hand and pulled him back, staring into his eyes and saying, "Ling Qing, do you know if someone sends out a distress signal?" , that zombie might have chased them out as well."

"I know." Ling Qing looked at him.

Yi Chengli's hand began to exert force: "Then do you know how many zombies there will be in the old station?"

During the Spring Festival travel season, the station was crowded with people. Yi Chengli still remembered that the news reported last year that the number of people during the Spring Festival travel season reached a new high. He didn't even dare to think how many zombies would come to that station.

"a lot of."

After Ling Qing finished speaking, he tried his best to break away from Yi Chengli's hand. He straightened his clothes, looked at Yi Chengli who was staring at him closely, and suddenly reached out to hug him.

"We can't always let you rush to the front alone."

There was no time for a tender hug between them, and they broke up immediately. Yi Chengli didn't even have time to recollect the feeling of hugging this person for the first time, when he saw him let go of his hand, turned and ran to the minibus and sat on the co-pilot.

Yi Chengli clenched the car keys in his hand, and ran to the gate of Manhattan. While running, he turned and shouted at the red-haired people at the gate: "Close the gate! We will open the gate later when we come back! Now for everyone's Close the door quickly and safely!"

Qian Meili looked at the backs of the two of them, saw that Hongmao was about to close the door, and hurried forward a few steps, but stopped after running a few steps, and still didn't say the words don't close the door.

She wiped away her tears, and immediately turned her head to the investigative owner who was looking into the distance with a telescope on one side of the terrace and asked loudly, "Did you see anything? Did you find any survivors?"

"Not yet! But there are some smokes of different colors! I don't know what it means!" The owner of the investigation said, "Manager Yi has already moved the car! Dalong drove out with Captain Jiang to pick up people!"

There were seven people in the minibus, Dalong driving Lingqing to guide the way, Jiang Chong and his four team members.

The remaining four team members stayed in Manhattan with Wei Chuan. If they unfortunately did not come back, then Manhattan would not be without fire protection.

Qian Meili climbed onto the terrace and looked out, the minibus carrying Ling Qing had already driven away, but Yi Chengli did not get off after reversing the car back to its original position, but continued to sit in the car and wait for Dalong and the others to come back Move the car immediately.

He sat in the car and took a deep breath, staring at the direction the minibus was leaving without daring to blink, Yi Chengli couldn't help coughing due to his violent heartbeat, he hammered his chest with his hands, and the muffled voice echoed in the car Even the sound of the car's engine has become less noticeable.

Can you come back?Can it be saved?How many people can be rescued?

Yi Chengli wanted to ask, the Manhattan owners who were anxiously waiting on the terrace wanted to ask, and Jiang Chong, who was sitting on the dragon cart, also wanted to ask.

He didn't know if there was a way back from his trip, and he didn't know who was waiting under the gradual yellow smoke, whether it was a living person or a compatriot who had turned into a zombie, or someone who was turning into a zombie.

He didn't know the answer, so he could only urge Dalong to go faster and faster.

"It's fast enough. If you turn too fast, the car will overturn!" Ling Qing helped Dalong answer, telling him to turn to the right, and to go straight ahead would make a detour.

Dalong immediately turned the steering wheel in his hand, but after turning a corner, a thick smoke appeared in front of his eyes. He braked suddenly and asked in a voiceless voice: "Why is there smoke?"

"Hush——" Jiang Chong immediately calmed everyone down, pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, and said, "A car is coming."

Less than five seconds later, an army green off-road vehicle rushed out of the thick fog and almost hit their minibus. The driver on it quickly turned the steering wheel and turned in time to escape.

The windows of the cars on both sides rolled down almost at the same time, and the black muzzles were pointed at each other for a second. Only after seeing the faces of the people on the other side did they realize that they seemed to be people.

Jiang Chong was the first to put down his gun and asked, "Did you come from the old station? Did you send out the distress signal?"

"Yes! We have five teams in total, and we are the third team. The danger signal should be played by other teams, reminding us to leave in time." The person sitting in the co-pilot shouted at them, "But we I haven't seen any other teams on the road yet."

Ling Qing yelled at them: "We are from the Manhattan community! We are here to pick you up! Follow us to a safe place!"

"We can't go with you! Zombies are chasing us!" The co-pilot shouted with red eyes, "All the zombies at the old station have come out! We will kill you if we follow you!"

The driver of the off-road vehicle glanced at the rearview mirror and said in a trembling voice, "Captain! We have to go, they are coming after us!"

"Our fence is very high! They can't break in. If you run around or rush to a dead end, you will definitely die. If you don't want to go to a dead end, you must pass by the gate of our community. You still have to go with us!" Ling Qing told Dalong to turn around Ready to go home, he also cheered on the people outside the window: "Drive faster! We can get rid of them!"

Jiang Chong also yelled at the off-road vehicle: "Don't think about it! Go! If we can't go, we will think of another way."

He could already hear footsteps approaching, and the two cars immediately turned around and drove away. Ling Qing saw the man in the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle constantly throwing things like smoke bombs out of the window.

It's just that the color of the smoke produced is very strange, a rare purple.

He frowned and before he had time to ask, Jiang Chong took the lead and said, "Brother! What are you throwing!"

The captain of the third team said in a loud voice: "The several smoke bombs they tossed out in the laboratory, let me use them in actual combat tests to see if the effect on zombies is obvious, and whether their movements will slow down."

I don't know if it's the difference between the laboratory environment and the outside environment, or because the zombies have evolved again. The first three of the five smoke bombs didn't work, and now they still have purple and blue smoke left.

"If these two are useless, then we are finished!" The team leader of the third team said to Jiang Chong: "The zombies at the old station are very fast!"

The team members sitting in the last row watched the zombies rushing out of the purple smoke through the rear window, and murmured, "George, why don't you go to the Olympics if you run so fast."

Dalong didn't care whether the car was overturned or not, he stepped on the accelerator and yelled at the off-road vehicle next to him: "This purple one is useless, did you get a fake one!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can there be fakes of this kind of thing!" The captain of the third team roared and threw the first blue smoke bomb out of the window, stretched out his head and stared wide-eyed to observe the changes of the zombies.

I saw the scud zombies plunged into the blue smoke, and then rushed out of the blue smoke to run towards them. Just when Jiang Chong was about to say that it was useless, Ling Qing suddenly said: "Slow down!" Slow! They're slow! This works!"

After the zombies rushed out of the blue smoke, their speed slowed down visibly, and the speed of the zombies rushing at the front slowed down, while the zombies behind continued to rush forward, knocking down the zombies in front, and trampled them to the ground.

Seeing this, the captain of the third team on the off-road vehicle quickly threw another blue smoke pop out.

"Don't throw it all away! Just keep some on your body and make sure we can leave!" Ling Qing shouted at him.

The off-road vehicle threw three blue smoke bombs one after another. Taking advantage of the slowing down of the zombies and the stepping on each other, the two vehicles accelerated and rushed in the direction of Manhattan.

Just 100 meters away from the Manhattan blockade, Dalong honked the horn. Yi Chengli, who had closed his eyes and prayed, opened his eyes instantly, turned his head to look in the direction of the car, and ignited the car in a second. Start reversing.

A gap was opened in the blockade, and Dalong's minibuses and off-road vehicles rushed in one after another, and the gate of Manhattan was also quickly opened, allowing the minibuses and off-road vehicles to enter. "

"They're back! Close the door!" Wang Chunfa jumped and shouted.

Ling Qing jumped out of the car and went straight to the gate, shouting angrily: "Don't close the door! Yi Chengli is still outside!"

Wang Chunfa paused, then suddenly raised his hand to pat his dizzy head, then ran to the gate and said, "Don't close it, don't close it! Mr. Yi is still outside!"

Yi Chengli parked the car and turned off the engine. He just got out of the car and turned around to see thousands of zombies running towards him like a tide.

At the moment of reaction, his heart was singing and running, but in the next second, he pulled up his legs and ran towards the gate of Manhattan at the fastest speed in his life.

The blue smoke slowed down the speed of the zombies, but it didn't stop them completely, and the effect didn't last long, and the speed of the zombies began to increase again.

One after another, they crashed into the blocked truck and Yi Chengli's Porsche. If one didn't crash, there would be another one. There were even zombies who knew they should jump, but they couldn't jump too high, and they still hit the car heavily. superior,

The car was hit backwards and swayed, a gap was opened between the Porsche and the truck, and zombies squeezed in and rushed towards Yi Chengli's back.

The distance between the person and the zombie was getting closer little by little. Seeing that the zombie's hand was about to grab his clothes, the bullet shot directly through the zombie's head, and his hand in the air didn't grab anything after all.

And Yi Chengli rushed into Manhattan at unabated speed, Ling Qing directly reached out to catch him, holding back the pain in his chest and chin, hugged the man who was panting tightly, and let him lose his strength to push himself Sitting on the ground, Dai continued to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, you're safe."

The gate was closed and locked at the last point, and the soldiers standing on the terrace began to shoot at the group of zombies that were constantly attacking the blockade on the left with their guns.

Shooting can't stop the impact of the zombies, and the one who fell was followed by another one to make up for it. Some soldiers shouted at Jiang Chong: "Captain! We don't have enough bullets! We are running out of bullets!"

The author says:

Yi Chengli: If it's a man, sprint for [-] seconds! ! ! !