The oath of rebirth in the last days does not form a team

Linden glanced at the crowd of zombies below, and squatted down.He took out ten high-explosive grenades from the portable warehouse, and tied them all together, leaving only a pull ring to draw them out.

With machine gunners guarding the gap, it is basically difficult for zombies outside to come in, and the number of zombies in the grid is slowly decreasing.

But there are many injured survivors, which is a very deadly time bomb.

The incubation period of the virus varies according to a person's constitution, some are one hour, some are four or five hours, and some even last as long as a day.

After the catastrophe of the survivors, there will be antibodies in the body of the strong to compete with the virus, so there is no so-called incubation period, and the virus will probably only be triggered after they die.

Putting the bundle of high-explosives on the ground, Linden took out the Remington and helped the survivors below clean up the zombies.

The power grid is gradually showing a concave phenomenon, and it seems that it will not last long.

"The power grid!! The power grid is about to fall!!!" Someone yelled.

Many people panicked. Those who were fighting, those who were not fighting, those who were injured, and those who were not, all fled towards the rear of the base.

At this moment, more than a dozen off-road vehicles drove over from a distance. They lay across the middle of the avenue, tightly blocking the retreat of these people.

No. 60 people got out of the car. They all held guns in their hands. They shot at these people without saying a word. Those survivors who were about to retreat fell into a pool of blood before they had time to react.

The survivors who were also a bit retreating from behind saw it, immediately adjusted their direction, and continued to fight with the remaining zombies.

If you don't retreat, you will die, and if you retreat, you will die. It is better to choose a less embarrassing way.

The five No. 60 people were divided into two waves, one wave supported the front, and the other wave returned to the off-road vehicle, driving the car to the sides, and letting the large trailer loaded with iron plates and thick wires drive forward.

"Second Young Master, the power grid is about to fail." One of them adjusted the intercom microphone in front of his cheek and reported the situation ahead.

In the white car, the black-haired young man stopped typing on the keyboard, and leaned his elbows slightly on the central armrest of the car.

He looked at the grid system that was completely covered by red lines on the screen, bit his flexed fingers, and replied briefly, "Do as I say."

The man gritted his teeth, and then shouted to the people around him, "Repair the power grid at any cost, and we will surely protect the stability of Tianming!"

"Defend Tianming!!" Those people howled angrily and rushed towards the main gate.

The second-level zombies guarding near the main gate seemed to have sensed the approach of humans, and they suddenly rioted and rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed.

The machine gunners carry out fire suppression in the back, and those rushing to the front are generally equipped with submachine guns and long knives.

Although the dodging and speed of the zombies were very fast, under such a dense barrage, they fell down one by one, and it was difficult for the shattered bodies shot by the explosive shells to get up again.

One or two cunning second-level zombies hid in the dark, and when the people rushing in front ran past their hiding place, they jumped out. The survivors were unable to dodge, and a piece of their shoulder was dug away by its claws. Before he even had time to scream, he was shot and killed by his companions.

The second-level zombie took advantage of the opportunity to pounce on another nearby survivor, but it was unsuccessful. Under the attack of the concentrated fire, its head exploded, and its body, which had not received the instructions from the brain, fell to the ground hard, unable to move anymore.

"Fifth son, sixth son, eighth son, go to the surrounding area to guard, pumpkin to repair the switch, and the rest will go back with me." The man standing in the center quickly issued an order.

The team members glanced at each other tacitly, and then dispersed very quickly.

Wu Han ran back with the rest of the people, and reported into the headset, "Second Young Master, the cleaning is complete, and the switch is under repair."

Geng Mo stared at the computer screen until a command box popped up, and then he replied, "The second step."

"Got it," Wu Han pushed the headset up, and said coldly to the surroundings, "Put on the insulation suits, you may lose your life in the next action, and while there is still time, you have to write Hurry up and write the suicide note!"

"No need, Captain Wu, after I die, you often come to my grave to pay respects with a little tobacco and alcohol." Someone yelled.

"Hahahaha~" Everyone around laughed.

Wu Han hooked his mouth, took out a small bottle of high-altitude liquor from his pocket, took a sip himself, and then handed it to the team members beside him, "Take a sip, to strengthen your courage, I don't want to see Later, someone will pee their pants in fear."

"Hahahaha~"

**

Geng Mo bit the knuckles of his right hand, and tapped the keyboard quickly with his left hand. The power grid system on the computer screen was gradually covered by green lines, like a thin green snake crawling slowly in the power grid system. At the moment of successful contact with the snake tail, the alarm system of the power grid suddenly rang loudly.

Accompanied by the sound of electric current, the group of corpses lying on the power grid trembled wildly like a draft.

There was a strong burnt smell in the air, and the zombies in the power grid were basically cleaned up, and everyone looked out panting.

sizzle-

There was another burst of intense lightning, and the smell of burning in the air became more and more intense, and even black smoke slowly emerged from them.

"Action!" Wu Han, who was wearing thick protective clothing, roared, and rushed towards the power grid with dozens of people behind him.

Geng Mo looked at the monitoring screen on the computer, and then adjusted the power grid system. After pressing a few buttons, the system entered a one-minute cooling countdown—sixty, 1, 59...

During this time, the power grid was cut off, and the scorched corpses stuck by the current gradually softened, forming several piles of 'corpse mountains' outside the grid.

Wu Han and the others kept throwing bombs out of the power grid, and a blank area was cleared around the power grid more than ten meters away.

good chance!Linden has been waiting for now!