The chaotic night passed quickly, and the initial casualty report was out. Although the main enemy of the colony was the zombies, the funny thing was that the zombies did not harm anyone. Even the evolvers that Zhang Xiaoqiang knocked out were not hurt by the zombies. When they woke up, they returned to the colony, and all the zombies were at a loss as to what to do in the vast river. In the beginning, many zombies jumped into the river, but they did not manage to block it. The Japanese who dug the moat were quite smart. The zombies needed a place to form a continuous impact to block the river in the shortest amount of time. When the Japanese dug the moat, they had already considered this point. There was not much space left for the zombies, and it was very difficult to form a continuous impact. There was also the forest to divert the zombies, so before the Z2 zombies died, the zombies' efforts to block the river were futile. Originally, this futile effort would have succeeded over time, but unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not give the Z2 zombies more time.
In the beginning, Axe Mountain used 6,000 people to water the Blood Flowerflower. The 6,000 people were scattered around Axe Mountain, so they were not counted as casualties of Axe Mountain's base. Later, Axe Mountain used the survivors of the base to water the Blood Flowerflower, which caused a commotion. This short commotion resulted in hundreds of casualties, and thousands more were injured by evolvers. Then, Zhang Xiao Qiang assassinated Axe Mountain, which caused Axe Mountain's totem to go berserk. He used heavy machine guns to fire at the most densely populated areas. Each grenade could cause at least 10 casualties, and hundreds of grenades could kill at least 10 times the number of survivors and evolvers.
The greatest casualty was the crash of the aircraft. The 18-meter long fuselage crashed in the densest part of the crowd, and the scattered pieces of the fuselage were like a windstorm, engulfing the survivors within a few hundred meters. Not to mention, when the aircraft tumbled, it was like a pressure machine, crushing countless survivors into meat paste. The chaos caused by the aircraft's explosion caused many survivors to go crazy. Many people were knocked to the ground and trampled to death. The campfire that was set up in the camp also caused quite a number of casualties. At least 200 people were squeezed into the fire and burned alive. This was also why so many children died. Even the adults could not protect themselves, let alone the children.
Disregarding the dead and the seriously injured, there were only about 7,000 survivors who could move. The evolvers were slightly better off, as there were about 10,000 of them. Even more people had escaped into the forest in the dark. After all, there were two paths of retreat. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not see the little girl in red among the survivors. He could only pray in his heart that the little girl would be able to escape into the forest with the others. Even though he knew that the little girl was more likely to die, he still believed that the little girl would survive.
Under Zhang Xiao Qiang's instructions, Ono became the new leader of Axe Mountain. He took in more than 2,000 evolvers, and the first thing he did was to capture all of Axe Mountain's henchmen, the surviving executioners, and tie them up in the center of the camp. They were the sacrificial lambs for his rise to the top. These people were hysterical as they were cursed by the others. They screamed and cursed in a frenzy, trying to provoke the others to give them a quick death. Tens of thousands of people regained their order, and silently looked at Ono, who was standing at the highest point. Behind them were piles of burning corpses, and the stench of burnt protein permeated the camp. Large amounts of charred ashes were blown into the air by the heat wave.
Ono stood on the makeshift rostrum and looked at the silent crowd below. After a long time, he raised his right hand and waved it heavily. More than ten katanas chopped down like lightning. Heads flew into the air along with the flash of the katana. Looking at the headless corpses kneeling on the rostrum, the survivors could not help but shout. The huge sound wave broke the silence of the early morning and rushed into the dark sky like a tsunami.
"I am Ono … Many people know me, and some don't, but it doesn't matter. It is not surprising that I am here. Before I left, I said that the totem of Axe Mountain would kill everyone sooner or later …" Ono stood on the rostrum and looked at the silent crowd.
Xiao Ye was speaking loudly on the podium, his words were filled with emotions. There was a special power to it, causing Zhang Xiao Qiang to feel a little strange. Why was Xiao Ye's flushed face and anger so similar to multi-level marketing?
Naoto Miyamoto was like a synchronous translator, translating Ono's narration to Zhang Xiaoqiang in a low voice. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang completely understood the ins and outs of Ono's departure.
"All of you have seen the madness of Axe Mountain. I don't know how many people have died because of the greed of Axe Mountain's totem. I also don't know how many people in Japan will lose their lives because of the Devil's Flower. What I want to say is, as long as the Devil's Flower is not eradicated, Japan will not have a day of peace …." The excited Ono used the Blood Flowerflower to display the sins of Axe Mountain in front of everyone, wanting to destroy everyone's extravagant hopes for the Blood Flowerflower. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiao Qiang saw that many of the Japanese had not reacted to Ono's anger, and were somewhat absent-minded. He could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. Everything Ono had done was for the sake of these people, it was just that some of them did not appreciate it. Using an old Chinese saying, 'Don't shed tears until you see the coffin'. What made him even more frustrated was that these Japanese would not shed tears even if they saw the coffin.
"Motherf * cker, it doesn't matter if I die or not. I don't care if the Japanese live or die …" After that, Zhang Xiao Qiang calmed down. The reason he rushed into the colony was not to save these guys. His goal was to save the little girl so that he wouldn't have to suffer the punishment of his conscience. As for those guys who wouldn't shed a tear in front of their coffins, he couldn't be bothered with them.
"We have to unite. We have to eradicate all the Devil Flowers. We have to leave a chance for our future generations. Even if we do not become evolvers, even if we are not as strong, so what?
Even if you become like Axe Mountain, what is the point of living alone? "Ono's encouragement stirred up many people's emotions.
Xiao Ye's encouragement had stirred up a lot of people's emotions. They all waved their arms in agreement, but there were also people who were dismissive. This also showed the worst side of the Japanese: selfishness and indifference. As long as it had nothing to do with them, or as long as it did not infringe on their interests, these people would not care about it. Most of these people were evolvers, and the survivors were different. They felt the same way. During the massacre last night, they had no power to resist, so Xiao Ye's words resonated in their hearts, and they became his most loyal supporters. Looking at the survivors who were equally excited, Zhang Xiao Qiang thought to himself. Since the Axe Mountain had failed, he had to think about the next step.
Zuo Tian did not need to go back to the Okamoto colony. Only Liu Manman and the ponytail girl were close to him, and he had lured more than a million zombies into the forest. If Zuo Tian knew how to seize the opportunity, it would be a great opportunity for him to develop. He also had some guns and ammunition left behind by Okamoto, so he could slowly accumulate power. As long as he did not attract the attention of foreign forces, then he had two choices. The first was to meet the Russians and see if there was a chance to get in touch with them. The other was to follow Gemma to meet the British commander and see if he could convince the British to cooperate with him.
After witnessing two aerial battles in a row, Zhang Xiao Qiang had already given up on the idea of sending troops to land in Japan. His little bit of wealth could not afford to be tossed around, and he had to rely on himself to figure out the Akai Zao problem. While he was thinking, there was suddenly a burst of cheers. Zhang Xiao Qiang woke up from his messy thoughts and saw more than ten naked Americans being driven to the blood-soaked rostrum. The Americans were being escorted by ten times the number of evolvers. These evolvers were carrying various types of machine guns and cannons, as well as ammunition boxes of various sizes. They walked over with swagger. Among them, there were people wearing the silver armor of the Americans. In addition, there were two large-caliber sniper rifles that had been used to stop him at night.
"These Americans were caught outside, and the weapons and ammunition were found in their camp. Judging from the situation, they might be dead …" Naoto Miyamoto had been playing the role of a follower, so he explained to Zhang Xiaoqiang before he could ask. Looking at these evolutionaries, Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned. Not far away, there were tens of thousands of burned bodies. In his opinion, there were too many people who had died. Even if these Americans might be his enemy, he did not want to see them beheaded for nothing. Killing Americans was meaningless except to make him feel better. The world was becoming more and more dangerous, and every evolutionary was precious. He did not want to see humans killing each other.
When all the weapons were placed on the rostrum, the cheers reached a climax. Almost all the Japanese were so excited that they couldn't control themselves. Even if they only caught a dozen or so abandoned wounded soldiers, they thought it was a great victory, a victory that excited them to the bone. The Japanese were a nation with strong self-esteem. The United States was a mountain that pressed on their hearts. Any small victory was huge for them.
"Not only have the Americans been caught, but there are also Russians. Lord, please look over there …" Nao Miyamoto had been paying attention to the surroundings. While Zhang Xiao Qiang was thinking about how to deal with these Americans, Nao Miyamoto pointed excitedly at the crowd that was coming from afar. This time, they had found quite a number of Russians. There were more than 30 burly men who were tied up tightly with steel chains. After they were tied up, they were tied up together by the chains. Under the command of the evolvers, they walked towards the center of the camp. The evolvers around them were much more miserable than the Americans. Many of them were injured, and there were 50 to 60 bodies lying on stretchers being carried over. Obviously, the Russians were much more violent and dangerous than the Americans.
Looking at these Russians, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that they were very familiar. These rebellious Russians were all bald and muscular men. Every one of them had scars on their bodies, as if they were crawling with centipedes. Other than the cannons and heavy machine guns that they had dismantled from the planes, the evolutionaries that were escorting them did not have any automatic weapons. Instead, they were holding all kinds of strange cold weapons.
Looking at these weapons, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered that he had met similar men in Vladivostok. Most of these men were not evolutionaries, but their combat power was no less than that of ordinary evolutionaries. On the contrary, their fearlessness made their combat power very strong. Looking at these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally knew who the leader of the Russians was.