Chapter 1372 Urgent Need for Improvement

The sun is hanging, and the plants on the earth stretch out.

Some insects and animals hiding in various corners have come out.

Many people in the trading market are basking in the sun and enjoying the beauty of the moment.

Time passes slowly.

In a blink of an eye, it is evening, and the setting sun is like blood.

Trading market.

Outside the steps of Building No. 3 in the West District, Zhang Shi sat on the steps.

He was the first person to sign up for the construction of the trading market. He didn't want to leave here, so when Uncle San reported this this morning, he ran over immediately.

In the past two days, he didn't go anywhere, just sitting here, waiting for the registration to open.

The afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone watched the sun go down reluctantly.

Will the sun rise as usual tomorrow?

No one knows.

They don't know if the thunderstorm will come back, but they hope that the sun will still rise tomorrow.

Night falls.

The entire trading market fell into darkness.

Squeak!

Almost in an instant, the street lights in the entire trading market lit up.

The dim light gives people a sense of comfort.

Without the noise of the rainstorm, the entire oil city and even the trading market seemed a little quiet.

Roar!

A zombie roared.

On the wall of the trading market, dozens of high-power searchlights lit up and illuminated the surroundings.

Clang clang clang!

The mobile switch was turned on and repeated.

Uncle San personally visited the wall of the trading market and inspected the wall of the trading market.

Tonight is critical because there may be zombies climbing the wall.

There are thousands of people standing on the wall, all of whom are combat personnel with guns.

Half of them are sent by Tiger Lord to reinforce.

Since South Paradise has a 10% profit on the trading market, it must also bear the corresponding responsibility.

Nowadays, there are so many survivors in the trading market, and a large group of survivors are willing to help build it with a wave of their hands.

In the early days, there was a shortage of manpower and needed the help of South Paradise.

But now it is not so needed.

But it also has a certain effect.

In addition, after all, they have agreed, and Uncle San and Li Yu and others do not intend to kick South Paradise out.

"Hello, Minister."

Uncle San walked on the wall of the trading market, and people kept greeting him.

"Yeah."

Outside the wall of the trading market, there were still ashes left by the zombies burned by oil on the ground.

The layers were very thick, and the thickest part was near the wall, with a thickness of two or three meters.

Old Yi and Dongtai were watching here, staring at the place where the searchlight was shining.

The searchlight had a limited range of illumination, and in the darkness, accompanied by the roar of zombies.

A group of zombies appeared one after another.

The thunderstorm disaster just passed this morning, and many zombies did not leave too far.

The trading market was very popular, and these zombies came back at night.

These zombies slowly approached, and the number could not be counted.

But it was obviously not as thrilling as the previous thunderstorm disaster, far from it.

These zombies slowly approached and gathered under the wall.

No rainstorm, no stacking.

Swish!

Suddenly, a very sensitive zombie appeared in the zombie tide.

"Minister, I found a wall-climbing zombie here!"

The voice of Lao Yi came from Uncle San's intercom.

"Okay, I'll come right over."

Uncle San hurried to the east wall. Although the camphor tree base had tested that ultraviolet lamps were fatal to wall-climbing zombies.

He also took ultraviolet lamps to test wall-climbing zombies in the oil city.

But it has not been used in actual combat on the wall.

The wall-climbing zombie was not conspicuous among the zombies.

It was only when it came to the edge of the wall that it became extremely prominent the moment it climbed up the wall.

There were only moving gates and straight walls on the wall.

This zombie appeared on the wall, which was very abrupt.

"Listen carefully, don't shoot." Lao Yi warned the combatants around him.

He also wanted to see how this wall-climbing zombie could climb up and whether the moving gates could block it.

Zombies have no wisdom, and wall-climbing zombies are no exception.

This zombie was very fast, and in a blink of an eye it had climbed to a height of three or four meters.

Four or five meters.

Like a spider, it kept climbing up.

Crawling in a zigzag pattern.

Just when this zombie was about to climb to the mobile gate, Uncle San trotted over here.

This zombie seemed to sense the breath of danger, but it had no wisdom after all, and it just felt something was wrong by instinct. After staying for a short second, it continued to crawl up.

Speed ​​up!

Clang!

The mobile gate was still working, and it instantly cut off the legs of this zombie.

After the legs were cut off, they fell to the ground.

Its upper body had passed through the mobile gate, but the cut legs, coupled with the force of the gate cutting across, made it impossible for it to stabilize its body.

Hanging in the air, falling.

Clang!

The body that was originally above the gate was cut off by the mobile gate at the moment of falling.

It cut directly to the position of the head.

It fell to the ground and was scrambled for by other zombies on the ground.

Uncle San saw this scene with his own eyes.

He narrowed his eyes. Although this zombie did not succeed, judging from the situation just now, if this zombie was faster, it might have penetrated the gap between the moving blades.

It's still not very safe.

We have to ask the headquarters to send someone to adjust the mobile switch to speed up its operation. Moreover, one layer of mobile switch is not safe, at least two layers are needed.

Although on a night without rain, once a zombie climbing up the wall, it will be easily seen by combatants.

But what if it rains?

Moreover, it is definitely not safe to rely on manpower to guard the wall, after all, people will always get tired and dizzy.

We can't send a thousand people to watch on the wall like we do now.

A thousand combatants are on saturation duty.

This is okay for the next two days.

After the zombie died, the third uncle remembered that the ultraviolet lamp was not used.

The third uncle walked to Lao Yi and asked, "Why didn't you use the ultraviolet lamp just now?"

Lao Yi said embarrassedly: "I was about to turn it on, but this zombie climbed the wall too fast and was killed by the mobile switch in an instant."

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Helplessly, he could only continue to wait.

Half an hour later, another zombie climbing the wall appeared.

Lao Yi moved much faster this time and turned on the three high-power ultraviolet lamps that had been prepared long ago.

These three ultraviolet lamps are the largest ones they have collected from Oil City and South Paradise.

After these ultraviolet lamps are turned on.

A purple-blue color appeared within a few dozen meters of the wall.

The wall-climbing zombie that had just come under the wall, when its body touched the ultraviolet lamp, quickly fled towards the zombie tide.

Uncle San saw the zombie fleeing in a panic, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. It seems that ultraviolet lamps are still very good for this kind of wall-climbing zombie.

The body of the wall-climbing zombie is extremely flexible, and its size is smaller than other zombies.

Under the cover of the ultraviolet lamps of many zombies, this zombie is like a drop of water falling into the sea, blending into the zombie tide.

"Minister, it's running" Lao Yi hadn't spoken before he heard a gunshot.

Bang!

Uncle San put down his pistol.

Eight or nine meters away from the wall, two zombies were shot through the head, one of which was the wall-climbing zombie.

Lao Yi looked at the two zombies in shock as they were surrounded and eaten by other zombies.

This can be hit?

Is it reasonable?

But he realized that it was the minister who fired the gun, and everything became extremely reasonable.

Uncle San put the gun back into the gun bag on his thigh, "Let the brothers be alert and watch, don't let go of any wall-climbing zombies."

Compared with the large number of ordinary zombies, the proportion of wall-climbing zombies is extremely low.

But each wall-climbing zombie may pose a huge threat. Killing one more wall-climbing zombie can reduce one more threat.

"Yes." Lao Yi nodded seriously.

Uncle San came to the wall to do these tests, and the tests have been completed.

There is no need for him to stay here.

There may be more wall-climbing zombies in the future, but with Lao Yi and so many people watching, there will be no problems.

Then, Uncle San returned to the trading market.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

A full moon passes through the dark clouds, hangs high in the sky, and shines on the earth.

Soft white light, quiet.

Uncle San thought about what to do next in his mind, and then lay down on the bed to rest.

The walkie-talkie was turned on and placed on the table.

Once there is a sound in the intercom, he can wake up and respond immediately.

Wuyuan Mountain.

As the thunderstorm disaster passed, Ma Laoliu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He is the outpost of the boss, attracting most of the zombies heading west.

Most of the main roads to the west are blocked, leaving only his road.

And there are more people on his side. When the rainstorm comes, most of the zombies nearby come here.

"Have you counted the losses?" Ma Laoliu's hair was messy and he was not in a good condition.

The big monkey glanced at Jin Kui and then at the boss above.

"Half of the ammunition inventory has been consumed, and the number of casualties has reached 1,345."

"Half!?"

Ma Laoliu was not surprised by the number of casualties, but was heartbroken by the consumption of ammunition.

In the current apocalypse, bullets and shells are so precious.

Most of the time, they are used as a deterrent, and the number of actual uses is very small.

In fact, most of the survivors in the apocalypse use cold weapons,

and Ma Laoliu cannot make things like bullets and shells.

Without guns and bullets, he had no way to intimidate those humans under his control.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Next time the boss sends a special envoy, remember to remind me to ask them for ammunition."

"Yes." Jin Kui and the big monkey nodded.

"But, will the boss give us again? Last time they said it was the last time." Jin Kui said something more.

Bang!

Ma Laoliu slammed the table and said angrily:

"How can you let a horse run without giving it grass to eat?"

"We helped them resist the zombies heading west, helped them do so many things, worked hard, and didn't give us any benefits. Do you really treat us like cattle and horses?"

"And without ammunition, how can we control these survivors and stop the zombie tide? For their own interests, they have to give us!"

Jin Kui and the big monkey didn't expect the boss to be so excited.

They could only lower their heads and dare not respond.

(Seeking monthly tickets) (End of this chapter)