The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

Dense bullets were fired towards the direction of the monkey group like raindrops, but because the monkey king retreated in time, except for a few unlucky monkeys who were hit and screamed, not a single bullet was shot down.

"Fuck you! You didn't even shoot a single one. Your shooting skills are terrible. Go back and practice aiming when you get home tonight!"

Lu Chong cursed angrily, but at the same time, his vigilance against the monkeys reached an unprecedented level.

The previous encounter on Xuefu Street made Lu Chong think that these stupid monkeys were infected with a virus. They were all brainless and could only rush towards the guns.

Now it seems that these monkeys actually know guerrilla tactics. They fight and then run away, without any lingering desire to fight. And judging from their behavior, they are quite vindictive.

If the leader had not made arrangements in advance and taken precautions, if this guy had attacked from behind, there would probably have been casualties.

However, what gave Lu Chong the most headache was that these monkeys seemed difficult to deal with. They would stare at him in the dark, come out from time to time to poke him, and then run away.

This is very disgusting. If you withdraw enough troops to defend, they will feint. But if you don't withdraw enough troops, you are afraid that they will attack by force.

Forget it, let the people above worry about it. I’m just a small platoon leader. If I think too much, I’ll go bald!

Thinking of this, Lu Chong held his forehead and tried to touch his severely receding hairline, while shouting to the signalman next to him:

"Little Ben, give me the walkie-talkie, I just broke mine!"

"Commander, Commander, I'm Lu Chong! I'm Lu Chong!"

"speak"

Hearing Gu Chengyuan's calm and magnetic voice on the intercom, Lu Chong's anxious heart calmed down instantly and his tone became steady.

"Just now, my 3rd platoon was attacked by a group of mutant monkeys, but no casualties were caused. The initial assessment is that it was the group on Xuefu Street! The monkeys threw stones at us, but when they missed, they ran away. They were very decisive! The monkeys must be quite intelligent!"

"Received! Continue to strengthen vigilance"

Listening to the usual silence on the intercom, Lu Chong opened his mouth, wanting to emphasize something, but ultimately did not press the call button.

Gu Chengyuan was not surprised by the appearance of the monkey group. As cousins ​​of humans, monkeys are animals with relatively high IQ and strong sense of revenge.

During that encounter, Gu Chengyuan had some guesses about the mutant monkeys' intelligence. After all, compared to the zombies that were similarly infected, the monkeys could still run, and this alone was enough to explain the problem.

However, the damage caused by the monkeys with three rows of guards is limited. There is a more difficult problem at present. According to the reconnaissance of the scouts, the zombies in Qinghua, Tai'an and Wangshui streets in Xishui District tend to move towards this side.

There are probably tens of thousands of zombies in these streets combined. If this trend continues, local cleanup will soon turn into a defensive battle.

If the whole body is affected, the cleanup of Chaoyang Street may become a butterfly that incites the zombies in the entire Xibei District, attracting hundreds of thousands or even millions of zombies.

Not to mention that he only had a company of soldiers, even if it was a battalion, Gu Chengyuan had no confidence that he could hold on.

The only solution now is to fight quickly and decisively. In order to reduce the time of cleaning up the battlefield, Gu Chengyuan has called Zhao Jie and prepared to send the militia team over by car.

Clearing the zombies and cleaning the battlefield have to be done at the same time, otherwise if a zombie tide of tens or even hundreds of thousands really forms, all your work will be in vain if you don't have enough time to clean up the battlefield!

Zhao Jie and the militia team arrived very quickly. In less than ten minutes, the militia team arrived at the scene. After putting on protective equipment, under the leadership of Zhao Jie, they quickly entered the scene with bags in their left hands and pickaxes in their right hands.

The militiamen who entered the battlefield had experienced cleaning the battlefield on Xuefu Street and thought that their ability to withstand stress had improved. However, they obviously overestimated themselves, or underestimated Gu Chengyuan's trust in them.

Although the soldiers subconsciously raised their guns to avoid accidental injuries from stray bullets because the militia had entered the battlefield to clean up the battlefield.

But for the militia members who were squatting in a pile of zombie corpses, moving with their hands and feet, and trembling as they collected zombie brain cores, this question was still too beyond the scope!

Who understands! Generals! Calling them to dig out corpses and crack walnuts one by one is fine, but what about the bullets flying through my scalp!

Gu Chengyuan sat in the command vehicle, looking at the obviously declining collection speed, feeling a little helpless, but he did not urge.

After all, what they did was really not fair. How could they let people work under the hail of bullets? It was already a surprise that they could overcome their fear and enter the scene.

"I hope a zombie tide won't form! Let's collect as many as we can!"

Let’s not talk about the hail of bullets happening here in Gu Chengyuan for now. Now in the few blocks near Chaoyang Street, the survivors who are still alive are more excited than the zombies when they hear the gunshots!

For example, the survivors in Yonghui Supermarket on Qinghua Street right now...