Coming out of the doctor's tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw thick smoke rising from the sky. The dense smoke covered the sky and formed an iron curtain. Looking at the twisting and changing smoke in the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that the last resort had begun.
There weren't many people in the camp. The doctor and a few people who stayed behind took two trucks and left. When Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to follow, he saw a shadow from the corner of his eyes. When he saw the shadow, Zhang Xiaoqiang had to ask Meow to bring the person to the truck.
Obviously, Meow Meow was very willing to do this. It got out of the car and ran to her side, holding her hand as they got into the car. Xu Mengzhu kept her head down when she saw Zhang Xiao Qiang, looking a little guilty. Zhang Xiao Qiang was too lazy to care about what Xu Mengzhu was thinking. When they left the camp, the camp that they had invested a lot of resources and effort into was completely abandoned. Only the thick wall and the dense fortifications in front of it remained in the rearview mirror.
After Zhang Xiaoqiang left, Huang Quan gathered all the forces and retreated to a place not far from the bridgehead. There, they built new fortifications. At this point, no one expected the fortifications to be of any use. Without ammunition, there were many casualties. The retreating people were still stuck at the bridgehead. If the fire couldn't stop the zombies, they would have to kill all the people who were preparing to cross the bridge before they could retreat to the other side.
Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the bridgehead. This was their last foothold in the camp. As long as the zombies passed through the fire, they would have nowhere to run.
Uncle Yun saw Yu Tou and cheered. He pulled him onto the boat and said, "Brother Cockroach is the best, he let us be in charge of the old secretary's security. With his help, we don't have to risk our lives over there. There have been so many people dying these days, three of our brothers who came out with us have died. We are the best, we have a boat, we can go to the island in the middle of the lake and no zombies will be able to come over …"
Uncle Yun nagged as he dragged Taro to the deck to wait for the ship to depart. Taro stared at the thick smoke in the distance without saying a word. Beside him, there were corpses covered in bed sheets. These were all the soldiers who had died in battle. From the temporary vice-platoon leader to the soldiers, they were all dead. One of the steel coffins contained the vice-platoon leader who had died in battle. There were a total of three steel coffins, and they belonged to their fellow countrymen who had joined the army together with them.
"Don't look at those corpses. When we reach the island, they will be buried somewhere. The old members will be sent to that Osmanthus Mountain. Who knows, maybe we will be buried there too. It's better to be an official member …"
Far from the danger, Uncle Yun didn't have to worry about the tiredness of trekking on land. Most importantly, the woman he was looking for was also on the island. The next time a boat came, he would be able to bring his wife to the legendary hot spring base. To Uncle Yun, this was happiness.
The doctor and the others didn't care about taking the corpse boat. They boarded the boat and entered the building. Behind them, some logistics personnel came up to pick up the items. When they were all seated, the boat slowly left the empty dock.
Looking at the dock that was getting further and further away from the boat, Yutou stood up abruptly. The water bottle on his body rattled. Uncle Yun was about to ask, but Yutou bent down and searched Uncle Yun's body. Uncle Yun was shocked by Yutou's actions, and three magazines fell into Yutou's hands. Yutou put the magazines into his pocket and said to Uncle Yun with a determined look, "Uncle Yun, live well with Aunt Yun …"
"Splash …"
Yutou jumped into the water and swam towards the dock. Uncle Yun jumped up in fright. He wanted to rush into the water to chase after Yutou, but he was held back by the people around him.
"Yutou, Yutou, come back here. It doesn't matter if you are there or not …"
Taro didn't look back. He just paddled the water and swam to the shore. Taro was young, so he reached the shore in two or three strokes. He turned back and waved at the big ship. He took his rifle and ran to the bridgehead, leaving Uncle Yun on the big ship to call for him until the big ship entered the lake …
The raging flames blocked most of the zombies, but not all of them. The traps were dug cleverly and relied on the favorable terrain to block the zombies from the front, but not the whole gathering place. The lakeside camp was the most remote corner of the gathering place, so the zombies had to cross the whole gathering place to reach the lakeside camp. The road to the lakeside camp was connected to the bridgehead. The original plan was for the zombies to reach the lakeside camp, and when they detoured from the lakeside camp, it was almost time for them to retreat. However, there were continuous changes. When the zombies detoured from the sea of fire and appeared not far from the bridgehead, the poor people had not completely retreated.
The iron bridge had long since changed from a bridge of life to a bridge of death. Countless lives were buried in the torrent under the bridge. The railings on both sides of the bridge were pulled apart, and countless people fell from the bridge. Corpses were piled up under the bridge. Some people were not dead yet, and were groaning miserably under the bridge. There were even people who were unharmed, but they no longer had the ability to climb over the natural moat and return to the shore.
The appearance of the zombies was a signal that caused many people to die because they were in a hurry to cross the bridge. When the fire started, the people calmed down a little. However, when the zombies came from the camp, most of the people went crazy again. A new round of rushing began, and more people were pushed down the bridge.
Li Zhi, who was on the other side of the bridge, was already numb. He was too lazy to maintain order. He was waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to give him the signal. Once Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to retreat, he would use the machine gun to clear the bridge and rescue Zhang Xiaoqiang and his soldiers. As for how many people would die, he didn't care.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was organizing the soldiers to use cold weapons to fight the zombies that were rushing over. The people crossing the bridge were still squeezing and screaming. There were many unlucky people who fell off the bridge. Li Zhi waited for a long time, but the signal did not come. Just when he was feeling puzzled, the walkie-talkie finally sounded.
"Squadron Leader Li Zhi, please reply, squadron leader Li Zhi, please reply …"
"This is Li Zhi, this is Li Zhi …"
The one who sent the message was the logistics vehicle in front. The logistics vehicle they were escorting was being besieged, so they had no choice but to call for backup. Li Zhi was almost scared to death when he heard that the logistics vehicle was in trouble. That was the lifeline of 100,000 people.
Li Zhi immediately took the four assault vehicles and rushed to a place ten kilometers away. There was a small village there, and it was also the first stop for the evacuation team. Thirty food supply vehicles were there to distribute food to the survivors. When Li Zhi arrived, there were tens of thousands of people surrounding the convoy. Li Zhi calmed down a little when he saw that the other side had not made a move yet.
The four vehicles rushed into the crowd, and as the crowd gave way, they arrived at the side of the food supply vehicle. This vehicle was filled with logistics personnel, and each of them was holding Molotov cocktails against the crowd. If it was not for the logistics personnel burning the food, people would have rushed up to rob them.
"Squadron Leader Li Zhi, you're here. It's them, we saved them, but they still want to steal our food …"
The person in charge reported to Li Zhi. Li Zhi squinted his eyes, and his gaze flickered. After listening to the report, Li Zhi looked at the poor people surrounding them.
There were men and women among the poor people, but most of them were men. Many of them were holding steel bars in their hands. If Li Zhi was one step later, these people might have already started robbing.
Most of these people were numb, and their empty eyes stared at the sacks piled high on the food supply vehicle. Many people's eyes flashed with greed, and they hid behind others as they slowly moved towards them. More people were whispering to each other, and the noise was like the buzzing of countless flies.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Li Zhi raised his rifle and fired three shots, suppressing the noise below. After a while, everyone shut their mouths and waited for the man with the gun to speak.