In the distance, there were two twin hills facing each other. They were about the same height and shape. One of the hills was covered with green bamboos and the other was covered with osmanthus trees. One could see a cement staircase leading from the foot of the hill all the way to the top of the hill. At the top of the hill, there were two ancient style pavilions. Although it was late spring, the leaves of the plants on the two hills had begun to fall. As far as the eye could see, it was not a piece of emerald green, but a piece of withered yellow mixed with some dark brown. There were only specks of green interspersed within.
The place where the twin hills were joined together was a small valley. The valley was surrounded by a circle of iron fences. Inside the fence was a row of shrubs that were as tall as a person. With the shrubs blocking the view, the people outside could not see the situation inside. An electric sliding door was surrounded by the iron fence in the middle.
A cement road that could allow four cars to drive side by side extended to a large bluestone archway. The archway was tens of meters away from Zhang Xiaoqiang. On top of the archway, there was a gold-edged red background with the words "Yu Meiquan Tang Valley". Three meters behind the archway, there were three wooden houses that were pieced together. In the middle of the house, there was a plaque that read "Reception Room". Two zombies that looked like mummies were wandering around the house.
"Bang bang …" After a few gunshots, the zombies fell to the ground one after the other. Zhang Xiaoqiang brought the people to drive the car to the electric retractable door that was covered in dust. As soon as the car came to a stop, a few zombies rushed out of the electric retractable door that was as tall as a person. The zombies came so suddenly that no one was mentally prepared. Everyone was in the car and saw the zombies rushing to the car that they were sitting in and scratching.
Those combat teams that were arrogant when they got their guns hid in the car and did not dare to move. No one even dared to open the window and stick out the muzzle. They were afraid that if they opened the window, the zombies would get in. Some cars even wanted to start the engine and turn around to escape.
"Bang …" A zombie was knocked to the ground by the car door that Zhang Xiaoqiang opened. Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the car with his bare hands. He kicked the zombie's neck that fell to the ground and broke it. He looked at the panicked expressions of the men with guns and felt very angry. Did they lose their guts when they had guns?
Zhang Xiao Qiang pulled out his handgun and fired a few shots at the small car that was trying to escape. The bullets pierced a few small holes in the back of the car and the window. Screams of agony could be heard from within the car. As the screams sounded out, the engine of the car died and stopped.
Zhang Xiao Qiang stepped forward and kicked the 3 zombies to the ground, before ordering Three to chase the rest of the men out of the car. Zhang Xiao Qiang kicked the struggling zombie on the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the cowering men in front of him.
"Put on the bayonet …" Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted. Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, everyone who had guns, including Shanghai Qiaoyun and Three, equipped their rifles with bayonets.
"Target, zombies. Raise the bayonet and stab." Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered again.
Everyone raised their bayonets and stabbed blindly at the zombies on the ground. Zhang Xiao Qiang didn't shout for them to stop, so they didn't stop. They just kept stabbing at the zombies. Everyone's reactions were different, some were excited, some were fearful, some had bloodshot eyes, some were gritting their teeth, some had pale faces, some were trembling, some were afraid of being stabbed less than others and kept pushing their bodies forward, some were busy with their errands, their bodies kept retreating.
Zhang Xiaoqiang played with the 1911A1 and looked at everyone's expression. He took note of their reactions. Some of them performed well during the rebellion, but when they faced the zombies, they were useless. These kinds of people should not be allowed to stay in the combat team, after all, humanity's main enemy was not the humans themselves, but the 6 billion zombies that spread across the 5 continents and 4 oceans.
Shanghai Qiaoyun's performance made Zhang Xiaoqiang have a whole new level of respect for her. She was squeezed together with a few men to stab a zombie. She was not afraid, nor was she excited. She was very calm, she knew that the zombie's weak point was its head, and her goal was also the zombie's head. She stabbed the zombie's head with the rifle in her hand, and each stab was very accurate. She was not like the men beside her who were stabbing randomly, and she did not shout to encourage herself. She was silent, she bit her lips, and looked at the zombie's head. She endured the nausea in her heart, and as long as Zhang Xiaoqiang did not order her to stop, she would stab the zombie's head again and again. There was no hesitation, no struggle, no pause, and no mercy.
"Stop …" Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, everyone stopped. Some of them might have been in a killing frenzy, or maybe it was because of the fear they had accumulated in the past. They turned a deaf ear to Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, and continued to stab the zombie's head with their bayonets.
"Pa pa pa …" After three gunshots, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the men who were panting heavily, and their eyes were red. They had stopped, but they had not calmed down yet.
All the men and women looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang removed the empty magazine, and inserted a new magazine into the handle of the gun. He held the gun in his hand, and looked at the men in front of him, who were either looking up with their chests flushed, or looking down at their toes and trembling.
"Who was the driver of the car that tried to run away?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone was low. He looked into everyone's eyes, and the coldness in them seemed to be able to freeze their souls. The three men couldn't help but look at a man in his thirties standing next to them. The man saw that his companions were looking at him with a strange expression, and his body softened, and he knelt on the ground. His body trembled violently, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head. He looked at the ground below him, waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang's punishment.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly walked towards him, and the sound of military leather shoes hitting the concrete floor pounded on his heart. Until Zhang Xiaoqiang's dusty shoes appeared in front of him, and when he saw the tip of Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoes, he put his forehead on the ground, and his body trembled even more violently.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this man, this man was also one of the people who had just killed the zombies. He raised his right hand, and the black muzzle was pointed at his head. All the men saw Zhang Xiaoqiang raise the gun, and their hearts tightened at the same time. They knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to kill one as a warning to others, and also the fate of the deserters on the battlefield for thousands of years.
"Peng …" Following the trembling of Zhang Xiao Qiang's right hand, the man fell to the ground without a sound. A large hole had been drilled through his skull, and the bullet had pierced through his chin. Fresh blood flowed from his head and chin, his body was still convulsing, and his legs were still twitching.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised the gun and aimed at another man who didn't put in any effort during the assassination, and always wanted to retreat. The man saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang's gun was aimed at him, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of flour. His body trembled even more violently than the previous man, "Kekeke …" His gums kept chattering, and his chest was raised high, and he couldn't breathe out.