Chapter 92 (2/2)
The operation lasted three or four days, except ”what now?” Chen Ning looks at him.
”Go back as soon as possible!”
Several people estimated the speed of the zombies, combined with their location and the performance of their vehicles, decided to leave for the base at 5:00 a.m. tomorrow morning. At least, the team members who have been fighting the zombies for these days should have a good rest and get enough energy before driving.
The next morning, as some people speculated, the number of zombies outside became as many as the previous day No, I should say more than the zombies of the last two days!
As soon as a group of people went downstairs to get ready to get on the bus, the zombies nearby got excited and rushed to them with arms waving: ”get on, no fighting, go back to the base immediately!” Guo Bing made a quick decision.
A group of people ran into the car in a hurry. Two of them were slightly slow and almost caught by the zombie. Fortunately, the people in the car next to them found it. After a few shots, they put down the zombies nearby.
”Ah! It hit me in the arm A man suddenly covered his arm and struggled to back into the car.
The motorcade set off and headed for the base quickly.
From the walkie talkie that someone in the team was injured, Guo Bing immediately ordered: ”bandage him first to see if the bullet is left in the body.” Knowing that the bullet was only a scratch, Guo Bing was relieved, but his brow was frowning.
”What's the matter?” Chen Ning saw his look is not very good, asked in a low voice.
”Don't forget the rules of the base. Even if the zombie virus is not detected at that time, the injured will have to wait for six hours outside the base But the zombies behind... ” The number of zombies has increased, and if they arrive near the base within six hours, once the garrison troops are evacuated, those who remain outside the waiting area I'm afraid we may not be able to return to the base!Chen Ning's face also changed. He could only comfort him by saying, ”maybe I can make it through. If not, I'll try to find someone to help him in...” Saying, suddenly thought of what two eyes a light, ”ask him where the injury is? Wrap it up and you might get in. ”
The injured person was Zhang Xiaoming. The child was beaten by blood mold and ran two steps slower than others. So he was shot by his companion
”Don't worry, boss. He doesn't have any bullets in his arm. I'll tie him up and change a coat to get in.” The team members in the same car answered, and then there was a cry and a curse from the walkie talkie: ”Wang Tong, you bastard, it's not your arm. You don't know how heartache it is?! Do you want to strangle me
”I don't think you will lose your breath.” Guo Bing laughed, and then the people in the other cars relaxed.