Two days after Chen Taiyuan and his team's meeting, on that deep night, a huge ship quietly approached a beach on the cold sea outside Beiyang Island. This is actually not a harbor at all, and it is not suitable for anchoring such large ships with a tonnage of nearly 10,000.

But it doesn't matter. Before approaching the shore, a helicopter on the ship took off with a loud bang. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the helicopter flew over the border and headed straight to a location marked on the map. This location is a human gathering point displayed on the satellite photos.

This gathering point is not big, with an estimated 50,000 or 60,000 people, and about 30,000 to 4,000 soldiers from the Civil Self-Defense Force. Because in the past two days, as the influence of the gathering point expanded, humans near each gathering point consciously moved closer to the gathering point, so the scale of each gathering point is also expanding.

Nowadays, there are usually more than 100,000 people in normal gathering sites, among which the formed Self-Defense Force soldiers are nearly 10,000. While struggling to resist the invasion of zombies, everyone is struggling to produce and survive. The large gathering sites are said to have exceeded 200,000 people, and the scale is comparable to a small city.

The one in front of me is relatively small, mainly because they are on the border of Beiyang Island and are already sparsely populated.

Since there are not even thermal weapons and the living environment is relatively harsh, the human situation at this gathering point is very difficult. We can only rely on various shelter obstacles to resist the invasion of zombies. In addition, we have made simple weapons. In fact, many humans inside are almost desperate and wish they could die with the zombies outside.

It was in this bleak situation that a group of uninvited guests quietly flew over their heads.

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At this time, several self-defense team members who were standing in the night shift bored. They didn't even have a cigarette, because it was impossible for the ideal country to resume cigarette production, but even so, no one dared to slack off. Because in this world where zombies are everywhere, slack off means death.

The day before yesterday, a human gathering site was broken by zombies twenty kilometers away. It was because the two watchmen were relaxed in the middle of the night that a large number of zombies opened the gap. By the time the alarm was issued, it was too late, and the tide of zombies infected many people. At first, humans barely resisted, but later when the infected humans became zombies and stood up, the situation was completely out of control.

It was a small gathering site of 60,000 people. It is said that as many as 20,000 people were directly bitten or poisoned to death. Another 30,000 people turned into zombies and successfully escaped to other gathering sites.

The lives of 50,000 people are just because of overnight negligence!

In short, every gathering point is very nervous now, for fear of being targeted by zombies. The gathering point in front of me is even more nervous because they have been targeted and even struggled to repel the first attack of the zombies in the evening!

At that time, there were only more than 1,000 zombies rushing over, and there were not many powerful generations of zombies. Even so, the Self-Defense Force soldiers at the gathering site paid the price of more than 800 people, and finally eliminated 400 zombies and allowed the remaining more than 600 to temporarily retreat.

But everyone knows that according to past experience, as long as you are targeted by a zombie, you will definitely die. Zombies are very stubborn. They only have a very, very weak consciousness, and they don’t know whether they are afraid or have any strategy. They will know that they will fight to the death without any brains. Only when the situation is very, very unfavorable will they choose to retreat temporarily. But they will make a comeback soon, even if the attack routine does not have any new tricks.

"It's really damn. I hope those guys don't come here at night. It's not conducive to our battle at night." A self-defense member rubbed his hands and said in a hot air.

"This group of beasts doesn't care about what time it is, so don't have this good dream."

"Hey, don't argue with you two. After all, you still have shovels and short knives. I only have a triangular iron left as a weapon. How come my kitchen knife was thrown on the battlefield in the evening? What should I do if I encounter a zombie next time."

"Don't be so pessimistic. Our self-defense team still has more than 3,000 people, don't be afraid. There are only six or seven hundred left in those beasts, we will definitely win."

There are still such optimists, which is very good.

But at this time, a middle-aged man with a beard groaned and shook his head. He was Sasaki, the leader of this team. According to the simple division of the Self-Defense Force, he is a Zhongsou, similar to the lieutenant colonel of the outside world. It is no less low. After all, the general leader of the Self-Defense Force at this gathering point is a colonel.

Sasaki is an experienced veteran. He had previously fought with more than a dozen brothers and sisters in a group, but he survived under such difficult conditions - although all the other brothers and sisters died. Later, he became an officer at a gathering point and participated in several battles. Unfortunately, the gathering point was captured by zombies, and he led many people to the current gathering point.

With such rich combat experience and brought three or four hundred soldiers, he was awarded the rank of Zhong Zuo directly after he arrived here. In fact, the ranks are all empty, so there is no formal rank system now. Each gathering point is a confusing setting, as long as it is convenient for your own command during combat.

Sasaki's eyes surrendered to the deep night sky and the ruined town under the night sky with some pain. His wife and five-year-old son died in that cruel world, so every time he looked at him from a distance late at night, he would be particularly serious. He could hear his son's tender call for help before his death, and he even seemed to see his wife's painful and desperate eyes before his death.

But just a few months ago, his wife was still cooking and stewing soup for him at home, and his son was still having fun with his friends in the kindergarten...

All of this was caused by that damn ideal country!

Sasaki had long been desperate, but he had to stick to living because he hoped to see the day when the ideal kingdom was destroyed. It would be best that he could add more strength to this process of destruction.

It’s a pity that their weapons and equipment are too weak... He was a regular self-defense force officer back then, so his combat experience and qualities were so good, and he had such a great chance of surviving on the battlefield. However, he didn’t even have the military pistol he used to be, just a single iron stick and a dagger at his waist... he really wanted to die.

He is no longer in the mood to talk to others more and spend more time missing him. But when he hears his subordinates say such overly optimistic arguments, he still has to remind him, after all, underestimating the enemy will lead to death. And it is not the one who underestimates himself to die, but everyone may die.

"Six or seven hundred zombies?" Sasaki shook his head, "Don't you know that the Yokozuna gathering site had been broken the day before yesterday? Tens of thousands of zombies were wandering around in this area! Once these guys meet with the zombies we repel during the day, they will be led to us by these six or seven hundred zombies. At that time, you will not be sure how many terrible guys will be!"

Tens of thousands? Many soldiers were shocked.

This news only reached the top of the Grand Secretary at this gathering point because it was afraid of causing chaos. However, the head of the gathering point had reminded officers on duty like Sasaki to be vigilant in any case and be prepared for a fierce and protracted war.

"Okay, don't be too pessimistic!" Sasaki snorted coldly. In fact, he was similar to these inexperienced warriors before, so he could still understand the fear of these subordinates. Now he can't scare them too much, as warriors with courage cannot fight.

He continued: "Although there are tens of thousands of zombies there, the zombies' actions are unconscious. They must run around everywhere and will be divided into many stocks. Even if one or two stocks happen to run in our direction, it is hard to say how powerful it is. If it is only a few hundred or even dozens of small zombies, it is actually nothing."

This is true. It is impossible for all the things that went out for dozens of miles. The soldiers finally felt relieved after hearing this, but their faces were obviously gone.

Finally, a soldier suddenly stood up, his voice seemed a little trembling: "Here... it seems to be here! Bastard, why are there so many people!"

Everyone stood up and looked at the distance. Sure enough, a large group of zombies emerged from where they could barely reach. These guys came from the ruined town opposite, and in the evening they retreated from this line.

"Roll the alarm, hurry!" Sasaki ordered and counted the number of zombies. The specific number was definitely not known, but with his rich combat experience, he breathed a little relieved and encouraged everyone, "This batch of zombies is about 1,000, and it is probably combined with the Yokozuna zombies I just mentioned. The news is not bad, after all, there are only a few hundred more."

Well, during the day, everyone repelled the attacks of a thousand zombies, and it's okay now! Although eight hundred warriors died during the day, the remaining warriors have more experience, so they will definitely be able to hold on.

After a while, the entire gathering point got up, some panicked, and some responded quickly to the front line to support. Of course, nervous roars or children's crying were inevitable, and the atmosphere inside the crowded gathering point was so tense that it was suffocating.

All three thousand soldiers got up, holding crude weapons one by one. Under the command of the general manager, more than 2,500 soldiers rushed to the Sasaki defense line, leaving only four or five hundred people to defend the other three aspects, which was already doing their best.

And everyone is planning to use 2,500 warriors to face one thousand zombies, although their combat power is very tight, they can probably still support it with their home court advantage. Of course, if it doesn't work, the male laborers in the gathering point will rush up to participate in the battle.

But at this moment, Sasaki suddenly roared in horror, and the roar resounded over the entire gathering point-

"Oh no, that was the vanguard zombie force just now! On... a larger zombie team appeared on the horizon, about... about 3,000... no, at least 4,000 zombies! Adding to the vanguard's more than 1,000... alarm, all units pay attention, the total number of zombies on the opposite side is no less than 5,000, all units pay attention...!"

The soldiers who were originally preparing to participate in the battle were no longer panic and stopped running. The weapons in their hands fell all over the ground. They stood there one by one, including all the residents in the gathering site.

There is no suspense in this kind of battle.
Chapter completed!