Darkness is Coming

  Under the cover of night, a remnant of the defeated soldiers fled in silence. A middle-aged man in a military cap walked at the front, followed by five young soldiers with rifles. At the end of the line, two soldiers with guns carried a stretcher and tried their best to keep up with the line. On the stretcher lay a The wounded was covered in blood. His right arm was full of bite marks, and the wound was so deep that he could see the bones. Although he had been injected with morphine, the pain still made him gasp for breath.

   seems to have discovered something. The person at the head of the team suddenly stopped, stopped, raised his right arm to signal the team to stop advancing. The soldiers behind stopped immediately, spread out into a fan shape, and took a shooting posture, staring in different directions. The two soldiers carrying the stretcher gently put down the stretcher, turned around and glanced at the rear.

   "call"

   A short and short whistle came from the shadowy place ahead, and the middle-aged man in the military cap breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "My own people, go quietly."

   A few young warriors looked happy, but they did not let their guard down. They still approached each other in an orderly manner according to the tactical regulations they had learned during training.

   "Come on, if you have the intention to fight zombies, come here quickly."

   The people over there seemed to be a little speechless about the cautiousness here. A young man with a pair of small eyes stood up and waved to this side, greeting.

   The middle-aged officer looked embarrassed, and nodded to his subordinates. A group of nine people, including the wounded, lowered their guns and stepped forward in three and two steps.

   "We are the 1st Company of the 23rd Battalion of the 258th Division. May I ask which side are you from?" The middle-aged officer could tell at a glance that the group of people sitting in a circle was not a regular army.

"We are corpse hunters, I am Cheng Xu, and these are the members of my Rising Sun team." A middle-aged man with a stubble face and the same age as an officer stood up and added with a somber expression, "It is Rising Sun. There's only one player left."

The people of the 258th Division were not very clear about the various prestigious corpse hunting teams in the industry. The middle-aged officer thought for a while before remembering that the Rising Sun Team was a relatively well-known corpse hunting team. six people.

   "Oh, I've been in the reinforcement company, and now we're the only ones left." The middle-aged officer laughed miserably and pointed to the gray-faced soldiers behind him.

   A reinforced company usually has a number of 180 to 200 people, and is equipped with heavy firepower such as heavy aircraft and flamethrowers. A few hours ago, in order to complete the defense task assigned by the total value, all the staff seized a commanding height to guard. In the end, when the evacuation order was reached, there were only nine people left in the company, and one of them was seriously wounded.

   Nearly twenty to one survival rate, one can imagine how tragic the battles they experienced.

  Cheng Xu patted the middle-aged officer on the shoulder heavily, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you eaten? We still have some compressed biscuits here, Xiao Liu, bring some dry food and a bottle of water."

The middle-aged officer was indeed hungry for a long time. Hearing the words dry food and water, he couldn't help moving his throat and swallowed the saliva that didn't exist in his dry mouth. Then he thought of another thing and hurried. He asked: "Thank you, you are not in a hurry to eat and drink. We can survive. Does anyone of you have medical experience or experience? Our military doctor died in action. If there is no doctor, Xiao Zhang is afraid..."

   Having said that, the middle-aged officer turned his head, his eyes did not fall on the food Xiao Liu took out, but on the stretcher, and the seriously wounded lying on it was a little confused.

Before the    change, if the zombies were bitten like this, they would definitely be infected, and the comrades could only use a bullet to free him, but now with the T virus serum, as long as it can be injected in time after being injured, the danger of infection can be avoided.

   But serum is not a magic medicine, it can kill the T virus, but it cannot erase the wound. Suffering such a serious bite, but without the medical care of a military doctor, not only may a large number of hemorrhagic shocks, but also may cause wound infection, trigger a series of complications, and ultimately take the life of the injured.

  If Xiao Zhang could not be rescued in the end, then this injection of serum is not so much a life-saving medicine, but a cruel punishment that prolongs death and suffering for a long time.

  Cheng Xu made a mistake, and turned his eyes to the players behind him. A young man with a big back stood up and said, "I will know some, I will try, but I can't make any guarantees."

   "This is Luo Yingnan, a new member of my Rising Sun team." Cheng Xu introduced to the middle-aged officer, "Let him try it."

   This is the last chance. The middle-aged officer did not question Luo Yingnan's medical qualifications like a fool, and respectfully stepped aside. Military doctors on the battlefield can always enjoy the respect of the soldiers, which is a due gift.

   "Are you the company commander of the 23rd Battalion?" Cheng Xu asked aloud, seeing that the middle-aged officer was respected by the other soldiers.

"No, I'm Zou Li, the second platoon leader." Speaking of this, the iron-like man's eyes turned red, "The company commander, deputy company commander, first platoon commander, and third platoon commander were all killed. The attack we encountered It's terrifying, too, terrifying."

  Cheng Xu raised his two thick eyebrows slightly. This is not the initial stage of the disaster. In more than half a year, who has survived who has not seen a few corpses? No matter how large the number, it shouldn't frighten an active soldier, right?

The middle-aged officer Zou Li saw Cheng Xu's doubts, smiled again, and explained: "We repelled a total of four attacks in the defensive position, and the first two batches were ordinary corpses, with dozens or hundreds of zombies all at once. We rushed forward, and we broke them into pieces with ease. But when the third wave of attacks came up, the zombies that came up were wearing bulletproof vests and protective helmets used on the construction site..."

   "Bulletproof vest? Where did you get the bulletproof vest?" Cheng Xu was taken aback, how tricky is the tide of corpses wearing bulletproof vests and helmets?

"It may not be the standard body armor we wear. Many zombies have a few iron plates on their bodies... But this is not the most terrifying. We still used flamethrowers and heavy machine guns to eliminate these more than 100 zombies. Zou Li took the mineral water handed by Cheng Xu, took a small sip on his dry lips and throat, and continued, "The fourth time they were attacked, three or four hundred zombies came. It was scattered into several queues, outflanking and detouring from different directions. There were also mutants hidden in them. Those mutants would not only attack with their mutated body parts, but also use guns. Although the marksmanship was very poor, they all slammed around with a shuttle. , but can you imagine the scene at that time?"

  Cheng Xu's mouth-opening eldest, his chin covered with cyan stubble trembled slightly.