"Zhang Xiaoqiang … Look behind you …"
Huang Tingwei carefully looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in a wheelchair. This time, he had not thought it through and almost caused a disaster. Originally, he was going to send someone to take him down before the boat docked, but who knew that he would make a move as soon as they left the shore.
"According to the original plan … we'll have Wang Le make the coffin. That temporary member also died in battle, so he has the right to be buried at the top of Osmanthus Mountain."
"Yes … I'll go prepare."
"Wait …" Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped Huang Tingwei, who was about to turn around.
"The two temporary members who succeeded in stopping the attack are meritorious. They will be added to the official team and assigned to Zhang Huai An. Zhang Huai An's former deputy, Li Zhi, didn't he volunteer to stay on the island as the garrison captain?
Tell Zhang Huai'an that if I want one, I'll give him two, lest he grumbles in my ear again … "
Most of them did not know about the crisis that had occurred in the cockpit. They were either talking loudly or staring at the river. Most of them were pointing at the dock that they had left. These were all women. They could not bear to leave the lake that had brought them abundant food.
Huang Ting ordered the heavy firepower team to get ready. The quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns were already in place. Wang Le was nervously inspecting the electrical circuits on the ship. Whether the plan would succeed or not depended on whether he could ensure the normal operation of this thing.
Put down all the tarps, put down all the tarps. No one is allowed to get out of the car without permission. No one is allowed to get out of the car without permission. Anyone who gets out of the car without permission will be shot dead. Anyone who gets out of the car without permission will be shot dead. "
The ship's loudspeaker blared. The logistics team and the temporary team all looked at the loudspeaker. They didn't know what was going on, but even though they felt bad, they still followed the orders of the combat team and climbed onto the transport. Just as they sat down in the carriage, the tarp at the back of the carriage was removed, and the whole carriage was plunged into darkness.
Whether it was the men who had become temporary members or the women in the logistics team, as the darkness descended, their hearts started to tighten. They didn't know why it was like this, but they were at ease with the secretary. For the time being, there wasn't anyone making a ruckus. In the dark space, they couldn't see who was beside them, and no one spoke. Everyone was looking in one direction, at the entrance of the rear carriage.
The tarpaulin blocked the light. After all, there was still some light coming through the gaps between the tarpaulin. The light that was thinner than chopsticks became the focal point. They were all waiting silently, waiting for the light to grow. They knew that when the light grew brighter, it would be time for them to escape from the darkness.
The people sitting in the carriage were quiet, and the carriage was also quiet. Even the outside of the carriage was quiet. It was as if they weren't on the river, but back in the ancient tomb.
A burst of high-pitched music sounded. They couldn't tell what the intense tune was. It was somewhat familiar, but also somewhat strange. The noisy music made them feel irritated. The music got louder and louder, and in the end, they had to cover their ears. Then, there was a heavy drumbeat.
The rhythm of the drumbeat was very strange, as if it was directly beating on their hearts. Unknowingly, the frequency of their heartbeats was also assimilated by the drumbeat. They started to feel suffocated and wanted to lift the tarpaulin that was blocking the outside. They needed air, fresh air, and space. They needed to put themselves in a wider space.
No one dared to make a move. Through the gaps, they could see the armed team members standing guard. The muzzles were aimed at the exit of the carriage. This meant that as long as someone lifted the tarpaulin, they would be shot to death. They all sat back, lowered their heads, covered their ears, and waited for the strange music to pass.
Not only did they not like it, Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not like it. It should be said that he had never liked it before. He sat on the wheelchair on the roof of the carriage and endured the noise of the taxi. He looked at the dock in front of him. He hoped that the zombies also did not like the taxi. He hoped that they would be angry, and hoped that they would rush out themselves.
The big ship slowly approached the dock about 100 meters away. There were already a lot of scattered zombies that appeared from the dock. They slowly moved closer to the river. Perhaps they were naturally sensitive to water. As long as both of their feet stepped on the water, they would immediately retreat.
These scattered thousands of zombies were not Zhang Xiaoqiang's target. Through the investigation of the team members, the ferry dock was connected to a residential area. The residential area was not small, so there should be at least ten to twenty thousand zombies. To face tens of thousands of zombies in an unfamiliar environment, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not do it. He had brought a lot of bullets with him, but every bullet he fired was one less.
Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that there was a garrison in Wuhan City, but he had no idea what kind of troops it was, where it was stationed, and what kind of equipment they had. Before the apocalypse, he was not even a fan of the puppet army, let alone other things. But this did not matter, it was not that the members could not do anything without guns. They had a steel shield, a beheading knife, a spear, and a long range weapon. They even had a fake sniper crossbow made by a factory.
Zhang Xiaoqiang waited in boredom. Even the earplugs could not block out the loud noise, let alone the members who did not have earplugs. The heavy firepower team was the most comfortable. Everyone had earplugs, and they were used to the loud noise of heavy firepower. A few of them were swaying along with the music. It was obvious that they liked the noise.
Countless zombies arrived at the dock one after another. They rushed towards the river. The big ship swayed up and down by the river, attracting more zombies to appear.
One after another, the riverside formed a sea of zombies. The squeezing zombies already had casualties. The zombies at the front retreated because of the river water, while the zombies at the back pushed forward because of the loud noises. Only a few zombies at the front had a tragic ending. They were all pushed into the water and were swept away by the waves.
One by one, the zombies were pushed into the river. Some of them had their heads out, and some had their claws out. When the waves passed, these zombies disappeared. This showed that zombies could not swim.
Seeing that the embankment was full, the zombies at the back were still gathering towards the river. Some of the cargo platforms that protruded out of the river were also filled with zombies. The zombies did not know that there was an empty space in front of them, so they jumped off the platforms and somersaulted into the water.
The river was tolerant. It did not matter if it was one or a hundred zombies that jumped into the river, it would swallow them without a care. It was unknown whether these zombies would be washed into the estuary or not.
Seeing that the zombies had almost gathered, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand and paused for a few seconds. Then he put it down lightly. He liked the feeling of lifting something heavy as if it was light.
Three to five glass bottles were smashed on the steel plate of the ship. The color of the bottles was murky, and the semi-solidified black blood splashed on the steel plate. The black and red viscous liquid gave off a pungent smell of blood. It was released by the man that Uncle Yun had killed. It could be considered as recycling.