Chapter 1718 Zombie Killing Game

December 17.

Queshan County in the north of XY City.

A small team of about ten people was heading south.

They were riding bicycles, which were loaded with large and small packages of supplies.

Some of the bicycles had solar panels on the back seats and an ultraviolet lamp on the front.

They pedaled hard on their bicycles.

When they encountered an uphill slope, they could not ride anymore and had to stop and push the bicycles forward.

When they went downhill, they controlled the handlebars of the bicycles to drive fast.

When they reached another uphill spot, they were so tired that they had to get off and push the bicycles.

A man with a tuft of white hair followed a tall man panting,

"Brother Long, do you really believe what those people in the north said? We ran all the way there, what if the people in the oil city don't take us in?"

Brother Long stopped and turned to look at the team members behind him.

He continued to push the bike and said:

"We have no other way to go. Now the sky is getting darker and colder. It may be even colder later. It is difficult for us to survive outside. There is still a glimmer of hope to go to the oil city."

"Let's give it a try."

White Hair sighed, and he swallowed his dry saliva with a dry mouth.

Continue to push the bike hard, shook his head and followed Brother Long's pace.

It was downhill again. Brother Long got on the bike and pedaled the bike to go down.

The wind was fierce.

It blew his ears, and he stared at the front and both sides.

In case zombies appeared, he could make corresponding actions.

Ta-ta-ta!

Just when he was about to reach the lowest point of the downhill, more than a dozen zombies came out from the abandoned farmland on the right.

He quickly turned his head to look back and estimated the speed of the people behind him.

Calculated the time it would take for the dozen zombies to rush to the road.

According to calculations, they should be able to cross this section of road before these zombies rush onto the road.

So he shouted to the back:

"There are zombies on the right, speed up and cross!"

The team members behind him stepped hard on the bicycle pedals, and the already extremely fast speed became even faster.

These people have been riding for a long time, and they are experienced in riding skills. It is not the first time for them to cross the zombie group.

As long as they run fast enough, the zombies can't keep up.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh--

Bicycles pass through at high speed.

After the last bicycle passed the downhill section, less than three seconds later, the dozen zombies rushed onto the road.

Looking at the bicycle team that was gradually going away, chasing and roaring.

But these are just ordinary zombies, and their movement speed is not as fast as the speed of bicycles.

Brother Long was riding, turned his head and saw that everyone behind him had caught up, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Continuing to ride, they rode for another three hours.

Passing a corner, a wall-climbing zombie suddenly jumped out in front.

Blocking the middle of the road.

At the same time that Brother Long saw this zombie, the wall-climbing zombie also rushed towards him.

Damn!

Brother Long was startled by this zombie that suddenly ran out, and skillfully turned on the ultraviolet light on this side.

As the bicycle approached, the ultraviolet light shone on this wall-climbing zombie.

Roar!

This wall-climbing zombie roared, bypassed the range of the ultraviolet light, and wanted to attack from the side.

But Brother Long could not follow its wishes, so he quickly stopped the car and took off the ultraviolet light stuck on the front of the car.

Shine it on the wall-climbing zombie.

This wall-climbing zombie is naturally afraid of ultraviolet rays and is forced to hide.

Brother Long pressed forward step by step and forced the wall-climbing zombie out of the middle of the road.

"Brother Long." Baimao stopped the car and took off the ultraviolet light to help drive away the wall-climbing zombie.

"You go first." Brother Long shouted to the team members behind him.

The team members riding bicycles behind him, who had originally slowed down, increased their speed again, and passed through them one by one.

"You go too." Brother Long said to Baimao next to him.

His eyes were fixed on the wall-climbing zombie hidden in the weeds in the farmland.

He knew that the wall-climbing zombie must not have gone far.

Baimao did not hesitate, controlling the steering handle with one hand, holding the ultraviolet lamp with the other hand, and riding to catch up with the main group.

Brother Long also got on the bike, stepped on the pedals, holding the ultraviolet lamp in one hand and still shining it on the farmland on the right, and controlling the steering wheel with the other hand.

The bike drove slowly and accelerated.

When the speed came up, he quickly put the ultraviolet lamp back to the original position of the front of the bike, held the steering wheel with both hands, and stepped hard on the pedals.

Whoosh--

He didn't even look back, and left the area at the fastest speed.

A few seconds after he left, the wall-climbing zombie in the weeds jumped out and chased Brother Long and the others.

However, it didn't catch up after all.

Oil City.

The buffer city construction site continued to be built. In order to speed up the construction, they built scaffolding inside and outside the buffer city wall.

But now it could snow at any time, so the scaffolding outside the wall was removed in the next few days.

Leaving the scaffolding outside the wall would bring great harm.

Once it snows, they will not have enough time to remove it.

It may cause ordinary zombies to walk up from the scaffolding, making it easier for wall-climbing zombies to climb up.

And if there are scaffoldings outside the wall, it will block the view and make it difficult to find the zombies underground outside the wall.

At this time, only the scaffolding is built inside the buffer city wall, but it is enough to build the wall.

But the speed is not as fast as before.

A dozen meters outside the buffer city wall, Zhang Rufeng sat on the roof of the car, looking at Jigong Mountain in the distance leisurely.

Next to him, there was a row of vehicles, all pickup trucks and off-road vehicles.

These vehicles surrounded the buffer city.

Each car has an ultraviolet lamp placed on the front of the car, shining into the distance to protect the construction site behind it.

Whenever there are sporadic ordinary zombies approaching, they will use cold weapons to solve them at close range.

Of course, they can also shoot to solve them, everything is according to their own wishes.

The oil city gave them considerable authority, and the core task was to protect the buffer city wall construction site behind them.

Surrounding the buffer city wall, there are three militia brigades, 600 people, and 100 vehicles stationed outside the wall.

Liu Cunxi stood beside the vehicle and asked Zhang Rufeng:

"Captain, how long do we have to hold on?"

Zhang Rufeng pointed to the sky, "God knows."

"God knows?" Liu Cunxi didn't understand.

Zhang Rufeng explained helplessly: "You are stupid! It's snowing, we can retreat."

"Oh oh." Li Cunxi tightened his combat uniform. The combat uniform they wore was a bit like a windbreaker, with a liner inside.

Just a few days ago, Oil City distributed winter warm clothes to the members of their militia department.

On average, each person has two sets of combat uniforms, two sets of thermal underwear, and one set of windproof and warm coat.

Just these three pieces of clothing can keep them warm.

However, the temperature has not dropped to a very low temperature yet, so most of them did not wear windproof and warm coats, but only wore a winter combat uniform on the outermost layer.

The wind has stopped for two days, but the blizzard still hasn't fallen.

It's just that the clouds have become lower, making people feel breathless.

Creak, creak--

Clang--

The construction site behind them, there were bursts of mechanical equipment operating sounds.

Zhang Rufeng touched his eyebrows, looked into the distance unintentionally, and saw several zombies walking about 1,000 meters away from them.

He couldn't help but get interested, and shouted to Chen Er who was three cars away:

"Chen Er, another round? The three on the left are yours, and the three on the right are mine, how about it?"

Chen Er turned his head and looked at him, "What are you betting on?"

Zhang Rufeng thought for a while and said, "1 point! The loser gives the other party 1 point!"

Chen Er showed contempt, "After all, you are also the captain of the militia brigade, 1 point is too shabby!"

"Ten points, I'll bet with you."

"Okay, you first or me first?" Zhang Rufeng asked.

"You first." Chen Er said calmly.

Zhang Rufeng thought for a moment, and asked Liu Cunxi next to him to help him take out the sniper rifle.

He held the sniper rifle and aimed at the zombies on the right.

Take a deep breath.

Aim.

Bang!

The zombie on the far right was instantly shot in the head.

1.

Zhang Rufeng continued to aim at the second one.

Three seconds later, he pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

Another zombie was shot.

Yes!

Zhang Rufeng shouted in his heart, I can finally beat Chen Er this time.

The last one, he focused, man and gun as one.

Shot the last bullet.

Bang!

The last zombie on the right was also shot dead by him.

Every shot is a headshot!

Win!

He put away the gun handsomely and glanced at Chen Er, "It's your turn."

Chen Er's mouth corners raised, proud!

He picked up the sniper rifle and aimed at the zombies in a very standard way.

Bang!

One killed.

Bang!

Another one killed.

Zhang Rufeng saw that he killed two zombies so quickly, and he was secretly anxious.

He and Chen Er were guarding the wall together outside, and they were so bored that they always looked for some fun.

This kind of sniping competition game can not only improve their marksmanship, but also solve zombies, so the upper level has no objection.

Zhang Rufeng has competed with Chen Er many times, but he has never won once.

And this time, he performed quite well.

Chen Er aimed at the last zombie and was about to shoot.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth moved, and he thought to himself: If he keeps winning, Zhang Rufeng may not compete with him.

Why not let him win once?

So he deliberately missed the target and shot the bullet in the chest of the zombie.

"Hahahahaha, you lost!"

Zhang Rufeng shouted to Chen Er excitedly:

"Xiao Pa Cai, I won this time, let you be so proud, give me points!"

Bang!

Chen Er aimed again, killed the last zombie, and put away his gun.

With a half-smile, he gave a thumbs-up to Zhang Rufeng and praised him:

"Mr. Zhang is awesome, Mr. Zhang is really awesome"

Zhang Rufeng grinned, and finally vented his anger that he had never been able to win over Chen Er.

After more than ten minutes, another wave of figures came from a distance.

After carefully observing with a telescope, Zhang Rufeng found that it was a survivor, so he put down the telescope.

He shouted to Chen Er: "It's a new survivor. If there are more zombies later, we can gamble again."

Chen Er smiled and said, "Okay, but I ask for a higher bet."

"Tch, are you desperate? How much do you want to add?" Zhang Rufeng asked a little arrogantly.

Chen Er stretched out his palm.

"Fifty points! Come or not, the next one."

"Come!" Zhang Rufeng said crisply.

He wanted to get back all the points he had lost in the previous competition with Chen Er!

In oil city.

Although the temperature is close to zero and heating has started in the Oil City, the heating in the trading market has not started yet, and it is not yet unbearable.

The trading market was crowded with people coming and going.

The residential area is also busy.

More than 20,000 workers are here, excavating soil and burying underground pipes.

Others connect heating pipes to buildings.

Area B.

43 buildings.

The main residents here are Ax Gang members.

Since they all work in the arena at night, they spend most of the day resting in their residences.

At this time, the sound of drilling came and woke them up.

"Who the hell is it? Making such a big noise in broad daylight!" Liuzhi jumped up from the bed and cursed.

A man walked in at the door and said, "Boss, the heating pipe has been repaired to our building."

"oh?"

Liuzhi rubbed his sleepy eyes and waved to his subordinate to let him go down.

He said to himself: "This is a good thing. The weather is getting colder day by day. It would be good to be able to repair the pipes as soon as possible."

It sounded like a loud noise in his ears, and he was still a little irritable.

Last night, I stayed up late into the second half of the night reviewing the rules and matters needing attention in the last arena match.

It's only around 10 o'clock now, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep.

damn it.

Feeling dizzy, he stood up, put on his clothes, and walked towards the arena.

If you don't feel comfortable sleeping here, you'd better go to the VIP room of the Arena to sleep.

With the help of workers, the boiler heating system has been built in Area A.

Two-thirds of Zone B has also been built.

It is estimated that in another day and a half, all the heating pipes in Area B will be laid.

Area A has more buildings and requires more time.

In a blink of an eye, the sky turned completely dark again.

Members of the Civil Armed Forces Division outside the buffer city had already returned to the trading market early.

The construction site in the buffer city was also suspended, and the workers returned to the trading market.

Liu Jinglue and Xie Changshan hurried towards the Oil City together.

Third uncle's office.

Xie Changshan and Liu Jinglue came together.

"minister."

"minister."

The third uncle was not surprised to see the two of them. After work every day recently, they would come over to report the latest data on the population entering the trading market, as well as the progress of the wall construction.

"Tell me, how is today's progress?" Third Uncle looked at Jie Changshan and asked.

Xie Changshan quickly said:

"Minister, the average height of the fence has now reached 7 meters. According to our original plan, we can start laying the first layer of mobile gate knives."

"Should we continue to raise the wall, or should we proceed with the original plan and lay out the mobile gates?"

The third uncle frowned and asked:

"Have the UV light circuits been installed?"

"It's all installed. You can take the ultraviolet lamp up at any time, plug it in and use it." Xie Changshan replied.

"Then what do you think, raise the fence or install a mobile gate?" asked the third uncle.

Jie Changshan thought for a while and replied:

"I suggest laying movable gate blades. The fence is a long-term thing. We have done so much planning before and considered various factors before stipulating that the first layer of movable gate blades be laid at a height of 7 meters. If the mobile gates are not laid now, Instead of just raising the wall, it will only be temporarily beneficial to our defense against the frozen natural disaster."

"However, in the long run, it is actually inappropriate. I suggest laying the mobile gate blades according to the original plan."

"Then proceed according to the original plan." The third uncle replied.

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