The troops led by Colonel Meng Longwei were dispersed by the zombies. There are only less than 50 people left in hundreds of people. This result made Meng Longwei heartbroken but helpless. They are all people's soldiers. Even though they knew that the other party had turned into an unconscious zombie, the soldiers could not pick the trigger, as if the gun in their hands was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Captain, take the villagers and retreat quickly. I'll take you guys and retreat quickly!" Meng Longwei still remembered what kind of expression was on the face of the platoon leader in the end, and he was ready to die. I don't know, and no one of his comrades was willing to shoot at zombies that looked no different from ordinary people, and watched one by one as one by one by one by one by zombie to pieces. Who knows that kind of mood?

Closed his eyes, Meng Longwei seemed to have returned to that desolate and terrifying day. In order to survive and save more survivors, the soldiers chose to raise their guns and fight against this unknown world. However, the number of zombies was increasing, covering the sky and overwhelming. The soldiers fought and retreated. In order to cover other survivors, many soldiers sacrificed their young and precious lives.

After finally retreating to Orange Island, the large army finally found a harbor where they could temporarily breathe. For a moment, the bridge bombing was blown up, reinforced, and continued to fight. The military and civilians were united, and finally withstood the pressure of countless zombies' attacks and established such a barely decent defensive position.

"Col. Meng, drink." Zhao Qiang's voice pulled Meng Longwei back from his thoughts, and a large teapot touched his teapot.

"Drink!" Meng Longwei woke up. The stimulation of alcohol made him feel a little lost. Finally, he remembered that he was bringing the new man to drink together.

Life on Orange Island is not easy. Since it was originally just a park for citizens to take a walk after a meal, there were almost no catering and entertainment facilities. Fortunately, the subway construction team existed, and there were still a lot of rice, potatoes and other foods in the kitchen of the construction site. Otherwise, so many mouths that were eating would have starved to death.

On the small table in front of Meng Longwei and Zhao Qiang, there were bottles of ordinary Red Star Erguotou, and a small plate filled with several heads. Zou Lin was accompanying him and filled the wine for the two old men from time to time.

"Brother, my life is not easy here, and there is nothing to entertain you. Today, we two brothers will not return without getting drunk." After drinking a few bottles of Erguotou, Meng Longwei was a little heavy and light. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time also burst out under the stimulation of alcohol. No matter how long he met Zhao Qiang, he began to call him brothers and brothers on the table.

"Brother Meng, what do you think this is?" Zhao Qiang didn't care whether he was familiar with me or not. He called me brother and I called you brother. He didn't buy it when he met the soldiers. He put down his wine glass, took out a lot of bottles and jars from his backpack, picked it up, took an iron box and threw it into Meng Longwei's arms.

Meng Longweimi stared at her eyes, took the iron box, tried to open her eyes wide and looked at it carefully. Her hazy drunk eyes suddenly lit up, and she whispered a mouthful of wine and shouted: "Lunch meat! You are not kind, you don't take out any good things, let me see if you have any good things."

Zhao Qiang laughed and piled up the canned jerky and other things that he had turned out before on the table, saying, "All good things are here. If you can use them, you can take them all, Brother Meng."

Meng Longwei took the canned lunch meat and rubbed it for a long time. He finally couldn't help but open it. He squirted and said, "Since brother is generous, I'm so disrespectful to you." Meng Longwei put the can on the table and shouted loudly: "Communication officer!"

A young soldier who had not yet escaped his youth immediately ran in from outside the door. As soon as he entered the door, Meng Longwei ordered him to take down a lot of meat on the table. The young soldier hadn't seen You Xingzi for many days. This time, when he saw so much meat, golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Wait, let's just use it to share it with those fellow villagers." Meng Longwei grabbed the correspondent who was about to turn around and leave, and instructed.

"This..." The communicator swallowed, staring at the flesh on his hands tightly, looking like he was reluctant to speak.

Meng Longwei laughed, took out a can of lunch meat from a pile of cans and stuffed it into the communicator's arms, "You are indispensable, there is nothing to do with this or that, hurry up and send the things to me."

The correspondent ran out with a lot of canned food in his arms and smiled. After many days, he finally had meat to eat. He took the lunch meat to Lao Zhang in the kitchen and asked him to make a big pot of soup and eat meat with his comrades tonight!

Just as they were covered in white flour and drank the hot Erguotou, Zhao Qiang and Meng Longwei were drinking, they suddenly heard a sharp alarm sound from outside.

"No, there is something wrong." Meng Longwei, who was about to get into the ground of the table, got up, grabbed the gun next to him and ran out, and looked drunk, but he looked drunk.

"Give me my gun back!" Zhao Qiang grabbed his clothes and ran towards the door. Meng Longwei did not look back, and pulled out Zhao Qiang's pistol from his back, and threw it back without looking at it.

Zhao Qiang kept walking, took the gun and asked, "What happened?"

Meng Longwei loaded the 95 rifle with a loud noise and said, "It's a long story. Some zombies are coming in, hurry up." After that, he accelerated and ran towards the bridge.

Meng Longwei couldn't say anything about his suffering. A bridge across the Xiangjiang River spans the Xiangjiang River and flew directly through the middle of the Orange Island. In summer, it was flooded and the water flooded Jinshan. In winter, there was no water. It could cross the Xiangjiang River directly from the dry riverbed. Everyone worked together and finally used the wall built by concrete to surround the island with a solid strength. Finally, there was no need to worry about the threat from the ground, but there was no way to the bridge on the top of his head.

The height of a bridge in Xiangjiang River is at least seven or eight floors high. If ordinary people jumped down from above and hit the ground of Orange Island, they would have to peel off even if they were not dead. People with acrophobia would not dare to stand by the railing and look down. However, those zombies and zombies are not afraid of death or pain. The front door cannot enter. When these guys gathered on the bridge deck to a certain extent, one or two unlucky people were squeezed down from the bridge deck. Zombies like to join the group, and they saw a zombie fall.

When you go down, the zombies around you will also jump down, regardless of whether they are not in their positions, jump as soon as they want, and when they are on their backs, their heads hit the ground directly, like a big watermelon, and they explode directly on the concrete ground. The red and white spray all over the ground in a mess. If you are lucky, you will lose your arms and legs at most. Those zombies think that the rotten arms and legs are not their own, and they don’t care at all. They just sway for a few seconds and rush towards the visible people.

This situation occurs once every two or three days. At first, a lot of people were lost due to this incident. Later, a special person was arranged to guard the area. Once a zombie jumped on the bridge, it would raise an alarm. Gradually, everyone became accustomed to it. Ordinary people hid in the house when they heard the alarm. The soldiers immediately went out when they heard the alarm, and they were all at peace for a while. However, many places on the island were planted very densely and the movements were a little slower. When the zombies crawled into the woods, the problem became serious.

"Zombies are also bungee jumping." After rushing under the bridge, Zhao Qiang looked at the zombies jumping down from the bridge like dumplings. He raised his head and looked at the magical scene with awe.

"Don't die!" Meng Longwei dragged Zhao Qiang back desperately and avoided the area where zombies were concentrated. "This is not a joke. Most of these zombies still have combat power, so it is very dangerous to get close to them!"

Zhao Qiang smiled slightly, without arguing, and took a few steps back.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Qiang hugged his arms. It had been almost 5 minutes. The zombies on the bridge had no intention of stopping. "Just watch them jump like this?"

Meng Longwei's face became solemn. In the past, these zombies used to play bungee jumping for at most three or five minutes, but now these zombies have been playing for almost 10 minutes, and then they gradually began to become sparse.

This time I was in trouble. Meng Longwei tightened the steel gun in his hand. The bullets had been consumed almost the same. If so many zombies could not stand, the people behind him would...

"Report!" A non-commissioned officer ran over and saluted.

"Say!" Meng Longwei didn't look back and stared at the zombies struggling on the ground.

"All personnel have entered the predetermined position and can launch an attack at any time." The non-commissioned officer said meticulously, his eyes flashing a little, "Captain, brothers don't have much ammunition anymore, I'm afraid this time..."

"If you don't have bullets, get a bayonet! We are soldiers, soldiers who defend our country. There is a battlefield ahead and behind us are our fellow villagers. I pass my orders and everyone is bayonet and ready to charge! Never let a zombie go!"
Chapter completed!