This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

At night, Wei Lin raised his head and looked out from the narrow window. In this direction, only a corner of the full moon could be seen from the window.

It's Mid-Autumn Festival in a blink of an eye, and it has been more than a month since he was injured and captured.He didn't know what was going on outside, nor what He Ye was doing now.

Just over a month ago, his team was almost wiped out during the mission.The real reason for their failure was that the deputy leader of the team, Liang Bing, was a member of the Destroyer faction, and he led several team members into the encirclement of the Destroyer faction.There were eight people in total, except for him who was slightly injured at the time, Liang Bing was the only one who survived.

"Three people in our team have already died, and we may not be able to complete the task. We must send troops again. The Destroyers have blocked communication and are planning a large wave of corpses here. They are raising zombies. We must stop them , but be extremely careful, this place is very dangerous." That was the content of the message they sent to He Ye when they were just ambushed.

Wei Lin didn't know if he had received this message. If he had received it, would he have come here regardless of the danger?It has been more than a month since the incident happened, and as time went by, Wei Lin felt more and more urgent.

More than two months ago, since he learned about this mission and started preparing relevant technical materials, he already had an ominous premonition that this trip to the north would not be too smooth.

At that time, he directly pointed out He Ye's identity as a reformer, and also brought the relationship between the two to a freezing point.

When it was time to be in danger, all he could think of and dial out was He Ye's number.

Up to now, Wei Lin doesn't know what attitude He Ye has towards him, and he can't tell what his attitude is towards He Ye.

He neither wants anything to come, nor does he want anything to come.He was worried that the little fool would get into trouble recklessly, and he hoped to see him again, at least once.

Suddenly there was the sound of pattering footsteps in the corridor, which interrupted Wei Lin's thoughts. Then the door of the iron prison was opened, and a woman walked in. Her age was between a woman and a girl. She looks like a young and beautiful little girl, but her figure is very hot. She has the charm of a mature woman. Just by looking at it, it is easy to make people dream about it. She is the highest person in charge of this destruction faction base. Followed Wu Weichen for many years, named Dai Xiaoling.

After entering the door, Dai Xiaoling glanced at Wei Lin who was sitting on the ground against the wall. She lifted her skirt and squatted down next to him. Then she took out a persimmon from the pocket of her research coat and said, "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. There are no moon cakes here, there are only persimmons in the mountains, eat one, it’s a festival.”

Wei Lin took the persimmon and played with it in his hands, not intending to eat it.Dai Xiaoling took one from another pocket and asked him, "What do you think about what I said earlier?"

This kind of conversation has been carried out countless times. Ever since Wei Lin woke up, she began to spare no effort to instigate rebellion.There is a kind of conceit in the principles of the Destroyers. They feel that only intelligent people are worthy of their company.Wei Lin obviously met this standard, and because of this, he lived longer than others.

Wei Lin interrupted her wasted effort: "Thank you for your friendship as a classmate. It is already very good that you can stay with me for so long."

The persimmons are very small and can be eaten in a few bites. Dai Xiaoling threw away the skin of the persimmons and wiped her hands with a paper towel. "You are still thinking that someone will come to rescue you?" Then she smiled and said, " If someone comes to rescue you, they will be like your teammates. If no one comes to rescue you, at most we will leave you behind when the tide of corpses breaks out. So, you have less and less time to think about it.”

Wei Lin nodded politely and gentlemanly, "Thank you for reminding me."

After Dai Xiaoling walked out of the cell and closed the cell door, Wei Lin looked sideways at the door, waiting for the sound of her footsteps to leave.

Then he carefully took out a small cosmetic mirror from under the persimmon in his hand.

This was what he found out of Dai Xiaoling's pocket when she squatted down just now. Today is not all fruitless, whether he can go out, whether he can get in touch with the outside world, he has to try it himself.

A person loses only at the moment when he gives up struggling, and everything is still unknown.

Dai Xiaoling walked out of Wei Lin's cell, walked through a corridor, and came to the lounge.

The Destroyer's base is not complicated. They have lived here for a few months, and they can leave after a while.

Everything is going according to the teacher's plan, so far, everything is going well.

Dai Xiaoling came to the table and poured herself a glass of water. Tonight, Ymir just woke up once. Now, the underground safe house is peaceful, and she can feel that the terrifying zombie is completely asleep.

Dai Xiaoling just met Wei Lin, and when she talked to him, she couldn't help but think of the time when she was in the 285 Research Institute.

At that time, she was still young, and she could cry for a long time just to grab a candy, but now looking back, there are only laughter and carefree in her memory. It would be great if she could live in her childhood forever.

"If Wei Lin doesn't kill him, it will be a disaster sooner or later." Suddenly, a somewhat gloomy voice sounded from behind her.

Dai Xiaoling turned around and saw Liang Bing standing there. She didn't expect him to be right behind her, and was taken aback by his sudden appearance.

Liang Bing took a few steps towards Dai Xiaoling. He was tall, a full head and a half taller than Dai Xiaoling. At this moment, he pushed her against the wall, giving Dai Xiaoling a sense of oppression.

Liang Bing lowered his head and said to Dai Xiaoling: "You seem to be better than me in dealing with prisoners and zombies."

Dai Xiaoling's face changed slightly, "Liang Bing, what are you doing?" The current Liang Bing gave her a sense of oppression, which made her very uncomfortable.

Liang Bing tilted his head and chuckled, as if he would kiss her in the next second, he asked knowingly, "Why are you asking me?"

Dai Xiaoling raised her eyes to look at him, tried her best to press her back against the wall, "You know, I won't be with you."

Liang Bing laughed, "So you mean to tell me that I'm no better than that zombie to you?"

When the two first met, it was still a year ago. At that time, Liang Bing had just entered the K division, and Dai Xiaoling was still in the Second Research Institute.

At first, Liang Bing just rescued a girl accidentally. He thought that Dai Xiaoling was joking when she said her boyfriend was a zombie.

As the two of them got more in touch, Liang Bing felt that the girl was crazy. She really ate and lived with the zombie with the muzzle, and they were intimate.

Now, Liang Bing found out that the crazy person was himself.He likes her, crazy about her.He did everything he could for her, but she never seemed to look him in the eye.This kind of unequal payment made him feel unfair.

Liang Bing tremblingly said: "Dai Xiaoling, I sacrificed everything for you, so can't you be nicer to me?"

Every day, he was disturbed by what he had done, anxious about the zombies underground, and worried about whether other people would discover and invade this place.

He lost so much, lost his original identity, lost people's respect, from a good guy to someone who wants to destroy the world.He doesn't have so many lofty ideals, and he doesn't want to understand those theories, he just wants to be with her.But in this way, he can't get a thank you, a kind word.

He even hoped that she could deceive him, even if it was false.

Dai Xiaoling had a disappointed expression on her face, she still looked like that ignorant and idealized girl, "I thought you joined the Destruction Faction because you wanted to be like-minded with me..."

Liang Bing looked down at Dai Xiaoling. The two of them were so close that he could smell the residual shampoo in her hair and see her slightly trembling eyelashes. He didn't know what to do with her. , just living in her own simple world, in that world, there are no concepts, no secularism, if you want to do something, just do it.She can talk and laugh loudly, wanton and free, and she is also a bit willful. In the last days, she would run all over the city regardless of danger just to buy a hamburger.

The two were silent for a moment.

Liang Bing took a step back and said, "The night is too late, you should go to bed early."

Dai Xiaoling nodded, and walked towards her room. In that room, there was a zombie waiting for her to go home.

Liang Bing behind her raised her head. It was the face of a murderer. He was too impatient. Maybe after a while, she would change her mind.That zombie is not a special zombie, it has already begun to rot, and there are still three years at most, even if it is less than three years, he still has the opportunity to kill that disgusting thing secretly.

As long as she is around, he has a way to hold her in his hands.

Three days later, the meeting on resisting the tide of corpses was held in T City as scheduled.

City T is next to City B, and the two cities are only more than an hour's drive away.

Zou Fang was participating in the meeting in the report hall. This was not like a discussion meeting to deal with the tide of corpses, but more like a report speech by the Northern Military Region.

The meeting was chaired by the leaders of the Northern Military Region. Commander Qin, the head of the military region, first introduced the unfavorable situation in dealing with the tide of corpses last year and his achievements in resisting zombies.

Zou Fang is a bit disdainful of this kind of behavior. Last winter, because of the corpse tide, the total number of civilian casualties exceeded [-], and the military casualties exceeded [-]. Such figures are not worth looking for reasons or bragging about.

The whole meeting was so drowsy, Zou Fang took a piece of white paper and drew circles on it, until the last few circles formed a rabbit. He looked at the rabbit, and for some reason remembered that it was also a rabbit. Zou Fang added another pair of glasses to the white guy, and painted a very serious expression, as if he would spit out a series of words with unknown meaning.

Zou Xinxin smiled secretly, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly. He suddenly realized that he was still in a meeting, coughed lightly, and quietly covered up his subtle expression.

The dull and uncreative meetings continued.

"To deal with the tide of corpses this time, we will adopt a small-scale assault, a large-scale blockade, and break it into pieces..."

"Tanks will not be able to move due to the accumulation of corpses, and will not have a great lethal effect. Currently, missiles are more functional. We will strengthen deployment in this area..."

"During the formation of the corpse tide, we will minimize the casualties of the people and let the people avoid safe houses. Plan and control the main roads that the corpse tide passes..."

It took an hour or so for all the plans to be read according to the script.

Commander Qin, who was in charge of the Northern Military Region, asked, "The above is the plan for dealing with the tide of corpses this year. Do you have any suggestions?"

Zou Fang raised his eyes and looked around, the surroundings were quiet, his brows were slightly frowned, the whole plan was varied, and there were more than 100 countermeasures with more than [-] points mentioned, but there was no point.

He heard that Commander Qin led this plan, and the conservatives naturally supported it.It's just that today is a bit abnormal, and several leaders who support innovation who have always spoken against the tune have not said a word.

Zou Fang was a little impatient, and raised his hand to report: "I think there are still some aspects that can be optimized for this deployment."

"What's the problem?" Commander Qin and Zou Fang had exchanged tactics several times before. The first was about the mayor change of K city. Old school, he was disgraced.

These two festivals made Commander Qin very dissatisfied with Zou Fang. Now seeing him open his mouth, he couldn't help asking: "Last year's corpse tide was 5, this year we made the plan to [-], and sent [-] Ten thousand people. Do you think this is not enough?"

Zou Fang shook his head and said: "It's not enough. Since the situation in the north has not been clearly known, I think a hierarchical early warning system should be established for the arrival of the corpse tide. For example, it is graded according to the amount of [-]. An A-level plan of the [-]-level is a B-level plan of the [-]-level, and a C-level plan of the [-]-level, and so on. Different plans will make different tactical arrangements according to the characteristics of the corpse tide..."

At such a level of meeting, his level should just be an observer, pointing out the key points, whether in the workplace or in the army, is a taboo, but this is the end of the world, it is wartime, and a negligence is a human life.It's okay to say he's honest.It doesn't matter if he is stupid, if Zou Fang knows and doesn't report, he will be unable to pass his own test first.

"I understand what you mean. Mr. Zou's opinion is very good. I think we should adjust and enrich the plan when we have time."

The person who spoke was called Zeng Wei. He was the highest-ranking military leader in the field, and he was also the commander in chief to deal with zombies after the end of the world. His rank was higher than that of Zou Rui and others.

At the same time, this person is also the top leader of the conservative faction. It is because of his existence that the reformist faction has been unable to occupy more seats in the military.

Then Zeng Wei looked at Commander Qin, saw that his old subordinate was a little unhappy, and smoothed things over: "Now time is limited, and our troops are limited. I think our preparations can't be said to be the best, but they are enough to do our best. It's just that the plan can be more perfect. It is better, after all, it can reduce more losses of the people and the military."

Zou Fang sighed, he could tell that Zeng Wei was just saying polite words, and didn't think there was really a problem with the formulation of the plan.But he felt that he was really wronged. He was not picking on the old-school faults, nor was he trying to appear smart and show off, but purely from the perspective of resisting the tide of corpses.

"Are there any other questions?" Commander Qin asked again.

This time there was no sound.

"The meeting ends."

After the meeting, everyone left the scene one after another. Zou Fang walked to the elevator with two personal guards. Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder and reminded: "Mr. Zou should be in charge of Mr. K." Blame him for overstepping.

The man brushed past Zou Fang, then turned and left. Zou Fang thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember who that person was.

Because when they came, they brought two people to the military headquarters. There were two cars accompanying them this time. Zou Fang got into one of the cars and sat in the back seat. He raised his head and said to the two relatives: "I want to Be quiet, you guys sit in the back one."

The two attendants nodded and obeyed, and the car got on the road.

The two cars drove out from the military headquarters in T City one after the other, passed through various quarantine stations, and finally got on the highway.

Zou Fang sat on the back seat and picked up the pen and paper again. The rabbit was drawn on the front of the paper. Zou Fang turned the paper over and sketched the topography of the north on it.

Zou Fang has always felt that the person who first defined this gathering of zombies as a zombie tide in the last days is simply a genius.

Such a definition could not be more precise.

The tide of corpses, endless corpses, poured in like a tide, pervasive and omnipresent.

They are like fluids, they will change their formation according to the road conditions, but they are not afraid of danger.

When the tide of corpses comes, it has huge destructive power, trampled and collapsed, and there is absolutely no living thing in the path.

After the tide of corpses, sometimes one or two zombies left in the corner are enough to cause a major disaster.

How can such a situation be ignored?

Zou Fang twirled the pen in his hand, and he finally understood what was so strange about this meeting. In this meeting, all the people had extremely unified opinions, except for himself who was singing the opposite tune, which was a rare unanimity.

Such a countermeasure has concentrated forces and extremely poor mobility, which is a taboo for military strategists.The conservative faction dared not speak out because of Commander Qin's face, but he did not believe that so many people present did not realize the limitations of this defense plan.

Zou wrote and drew on the paper, and his thoughts became clearer.

The fatal weakness of this plan is: if the estimate of the magnitude of the zombies is too large, and too many troops are placed in the current position, it may cause other places to have no time to take care of them.

If the estimate of the number of zombies is too small, the tide of zombies will be irresistible, and the zombies will drive straight in, causing serious casualties to the people.

The northern military region is dominated by conservatives, no matter whether they advance or retreat, they will enter a deadlock.

At this time, those conservatives are still unaware of this.

Zou Fang's mind gradually became clear, and a thought made his cold sweat break out.

What the destroyers want is destruction, what the reformers want is military power, they coincide with each other.

If heavy casualties are caused and it is not good to resist the tide of corpses, this will be the last straw for the reformers to overwhelm the conservatives.The price is countless lives.

The car swayed violently, and Zou Fang raised his head in doubt.

The driver said: "Sir, the big car behind is not right. It has been following us for a long time since it came out just now."

Zou Fang pursed his lips tightly, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and then he realized that he was blocking the way of others.

At this moment, the big car behind suddenly rushed over!

There was a loud bang at the rear of the car, and the windows shattered.

The two cars collided violently. With the huge impact, Zou Fang felt as if he was hit hard on the back. The illusion of falling apart.What followed was that the vehicle rolled violently, and his body was completely out of control. In this life, for the first time in his life, he was so close to death...

The vehicle turned 180 degrees before stopping, and thick smoke burst out of the car in an instant.

The big car hit a side guardrail before stopping.

The soldiers in the car behind hurried up to rescue them. Before they got close to the car, Zou Fang kicked open the rear door, climbed out of the car by himself, stood up, picked up the military cap and put it on.

Zou Fang's ears were still ringing, but the surface of his body looked the same. He didn't have the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and his heart was cold.He looked up, and it was already approaching the outskirts of city B. He said to his subordinates: "You leave one person to save others, call the police, send the driver to the hospital, and deal with the rest of the matter, and the other one will follow me to the Second Research Institute .”

After speaking, he walked into another car parked not far away.

A personal follower quickly followed, got into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at Zou Fang who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. In such a serious car accident, the driver of the large truck that hit the rear was killed on the spot. The driver of the car he was in was seriously injured and unconscious.

Now Zou Fang seems to be fine, but he didn't dare to be careless: "Teacher, teacher... let's go to the hospital first."

Zou Fang sat in the back row with his back straight as always. He raised his head and answered him lightly, "I'm fine. Drive faster."

He has things to do, which are more important than his life.