"Ah!"
A scream suddenly came from below. Xiang Xuehai, who was standing on the top of the mountain, was shocked and looked in the direction of the sound.
In one of the dilapidated shacks, a thin paranormal was bitten on the shoulder by a tall zombie.
The thin paranormal's right arm was covered with strong and hard hair. Seven or eight zombies had fallen beside him.
But it was obvious that his superpower had decreased a lot. When he swatted out with his furry arms, he could only send the zombie flying. But not long ago, his fist had smashed the hard head of the zombie into a bloody gourd.
With the consumption of physical strength, his power had become weaker.
As soon as the thin paranormal was bitten, several of his veins were ruptured, and blood flowed out. His face suddenly turned pale.
The tall zombie ate the flesh of a living person, and its eyes were red with excitement. Its hands were like iron hoops, and it tightly held the thin paranormal in front of it.
The paranormal was tightly held by the zombie, and with his current physical strength, he could not break free.
Several other zombies who had just rushed into the shack also rushed to the thin paranormal.
Seeing these zombies rushing over, the thin paranormal's face changed greatly. He wanted to burst out, but his body was empty, because he had not eaten any mutant meat for a long time.
For paranormal, mutant meat was equivalent to gasoline for cars. Without mutant meat, his power would be greatly reduced.
A burst of despair surged in his heart, and suddenly he heard a few dull gunshots.
A pungent smell of gunpowder penetrated his nose.
The zombies who had just pounced on him seemed to have been hit by something, and they all fell down.
The tall zombie on top of him was also grabbed by the neck, flipped over, and shot once more.
"Brother, are you okay?" Zhang Hai's voice was rough, and he helped the thin paranormal to stand up.
The head and heart of the zombie on the ground had been shot into a sieve, and it was completely dead.
He was holding a Type 95 shotgun in his hand, and he was tall and burly.
"I'm okay." The thin paranormal looked at Zhang Hai, and he could clearly feel that Zhang Hai's power was still very strong, and obviously, Zhang Hai was much stronger than him.
How could he know that Zhang Hai, a member of the Shi Ying Squad, ate mutant meat every day, and ate it in a variety of ways, so his special ability was naturally very strong.
At this point, the indigenous people of Wu Shui County were far from comparable.
Many of the metahumans in the hut were in danger.
During the period of the flood, they basically did not have any mutant meat to eat, so their abilities were much weaker.
Zhang Hai and Sun Kun stood out among the group of paranormals. Their abilities were abundant, and they also had a shotgun, which was a big killing weapon. Dealing with these ordinary zombies was not a bad idea.
But it was still not enough to save the situation by relying on these two people. More and more zombies rushed in.
At this time, Zhang Hai saw the wound on the shoulder of the paranormal. After being bitten by a zombie, the paranormal was destined to be infected and mutated. In just a short time, his wound had become black.
"These zombies are constantly evolving, the virus is also evolving …" Zhang Hai's heart sank.
The paranormal saw the look in Zhang Hai's eyes. He also looked down at his wound, and his face was very pale.
Zhang Hai sighed. After being bitten by a zombie, he could only kill himself. If he did not do so, the others would also kill him.
The battle between humans and zombies was so cruel. Even paranormals could die because of a moment of carelessness.
"Everyone, don't panic. Retreat, retreat behind the earth bank!"
At this time, a cold voice sounded behind all the paranormals.
Then a gust of wind swept towards more than a dozen ordinary zombies, and there were countless wind blades floating in the wind.
'Swish!'
These zombies' hearts, necks, heads, and other parts were pierced one after another. The zombies that were pierced by the wind blades fell to the ground. Even if they did not die immediately, they could only crawl on the ground and lose the ability to continue attacking fiercely.
The zombies in front of them were suddenly cleared, and for a time, the pressure on everyone was greatly reduced.
Xiang Xuehai's thin figure appeared in front of everyone.
No zombies rushed in, and the remaining zombies in the hut were immediately killed by Zhang Hai and other paranormals.
"Boss Xiang's special ability is so strong." Zhang Hai secretly smacked his lips. He had only killed seven or eight zombies, but he was secretly proud. Compared with Xiang Xuehai, it was nothing. In terms of special ability, Xiang Xuehai was definitely a strong one.
"Huh?"
He suddenly found that Xiang Xuehai's figure seemed to be shaking, as if she was about to fall.
"Boss Xiang, do you want to take a rest? This hut is densely packed, and it is easy to make a fortification. With some barbed wire and obstacles, we can stop these zombies first. "Zhang Hai quickly rushed to Xiang Xuehai's side and whispered.
"Alright." Xiang Xuehai nodded and agreed with Zhang Hai's plan.
Her special ability was also a little weak. After returning to Wu Shui County, she almost didn't eat much.
Moreover, her special ability to control the air to create storm blades consumed a lot of her special ability, so she usually didn't use it easily.
Just now, she used it once, and her body couldn't support it.
"Luo Junjiang, listen to Zhang Hai's command. Quickly arrange a temporary defense system in this area, and transport the guns and ammunition from the temporary headquarters here!"
Although Xiang Xuehai's special ability was weak, her mind was still clear.
According to the current situation, relying on the special ability of the paranormals, they couldn't support for a long time. Only by relying on the construction of the fortifications and all the guns and ammunition collected could they support for a while.
Xiang Xuehai was decisive in doing things and had charisma. A group of paranormals fought hard, and Xiang Xuehai once again forcibly stimulated the power of her special ability. After killing several waves of zombies, many survivors who still had some physical strength came to help build the fortifications.
After a period of time, a simple fortification of more than two meters high and more than ten meters long was finally completed. It blocked the road from the hut to the hillside.
The hut was also destroyed, forming the first obstacle to the zombies.
Da da da!
Many members of the city defense team were called over. They crawled behind the simple fortifications and shot the zombies that rushed over.
Xiang Xuehai's face was pale. Her head, limbs, and even her whole body felt a burst of pain.
This was the sequela caused by excessive consumption of her special ability. In fact, using the storm blades was the limit of her special ability.
But later, she endured the pain and used the storm blades twice.
This directly caused her special ability and even the cells in her body to be overstimulated, resulting in adverse consequences.
This was the same as when ordinary people exercise too much, resulting in muscle soreness.
Sitting in a small temporary room, Xiang Xuehai felt uneasy.
Now, Wu Shui County could be said to be suffering from internal and external problems, and everyone was hungry.
In the face of the zombie invasion, the situation was precarious.
Because guns and ammunition were simply insufficient.
Originally, there were only more than 20 guns in the temporary warehouse of Wu Shui County. There were also more than a dozen guns and a few boxes of ammunition from Old Qiu and other foreign paranormals.
But against the endless tide of zombies, they couldn't hold on for long.
To really fight against zombies, especially in such a mountainous environment, they still needed to rely on paranormals.
However, this group of paranormals had not eaten mutant meat for a long time, causing their special ability to be weak.
"Boss Xiang, have some." It was close to noon. Luo Junjiang brought a bowl of noodles and carefully handed it to Xiang Xuehai.
This bowl of noodles was full of meat, and the noodle soup was very thick.
As soon as Xiang Xuehai saw the noodles, she knew that Luo Junjiang had specially prepared it for her.
However, even if she ate these things, it would still be of no help to paranormals.
Paranormals needed a lot of mutant meat, not such a little bit of meat.
If … if she could eat mutant meat, then she would have strength …
Xiang Xuehai's mind inexplicably remembered the few days she spent in Jiang Liushi's minibus. Those days were probably the most peaceful days after doomsday.
Every meal was mutant meat, and she slept on a soft and warm bed. It seemed that there was nothing to worry about.
But now, no matter big or small, she was the one worrying. She felt that she was already an arrow at the end of its flight. But if she couldn't hold on, Wu Shui County would also be destroyed. Therefore, even if she was extremely tired and could fall at any time, Xiang Xuehai could not fall.
"Everyone! If we can't hold on here, everyone will die! "
Outside, people were shouting slogans, and the people in the guard team encouraged each other.
Sitting in the temporary shed, Xiang Xuehai heard their shouts.
Her heart was very heavy. Indeed, if they could not hold this line of defense, Wu Shui County would completely become a bloody hell.
'Roar! '
Suddenly, Xiang Xuehai heard a strange roar coming from the front.
This roar caused everyone's eardrums to ring.
It was a mutant zombie!
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