Hearing the sound of "dongdongdongdong" from the iron gate, everyone stared at the iron gate in fear and refused to relax.
Liu Feng waved his hand, and Han Bing took out the things he had prepared in advance and blocked the iron gate to his heart. After doing all this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, there shouldn't be any problems here. Let's go to the top of the building first. It's safer there."
Following Liu Feng's words, everyone turned their heads, dragged their tired bodies, and walked towards the roof with great difficulty.
After the battle just now, everyone's heart is very heavy.
The knife followed behind Liu Feng and walked towards the top of the building nervously.
For the location of the door downstairs, Han Bing had arranged a sentry in advance. In the three-shift work system, if something happens to the iron gate, the people on the roof are immediately notified to prepare.
On the roof.
Liu Feng leaned to the side of the railing, looking at the zombies besieging the city and sea below, his eyebrows could not be helpless.
With so many zombies, I want them to disperse one by one, it will take at least a week.
Fortunately, the materials on the roof are relatively abundant, which can fully support them to stay here for about a week.
At this moment, a familiar face suddenly appeared in Liu Feng's sight.
On a pickup truck in the camp compound, stood a zombie with empty eyes and bare hands.
Liu Feng's body was shocked, and his heart was shocked.
Zombie leader!
At this time, the zombie leader also seemed to have discovered Liu Feng.
"Ho ho ho..."
With his roar, the zombies downstairs instantly boiled. They raised their arms and shouted together with the zombie leader, and the voice went straight to the sky, and the people on the shaking roof had to cover their ears.
Han Bing walked quickly to Liu Feng's side and looked sideways at the zombies downstairs.
"Fuck, what are they doing?"
Liu Feng paused, and his face was gloomy and whispered: "They should be building a ladder."
"Take the ladder?" Han Bing's face was full of doubts: "Could it be that they want to step on each other's bodies and go directly to the second floor?"
"Impossible, how could this zombie be so smart!"
"Yes, they are just living dead without thinking."
"Furthermore, even if it is true. There are anti-theft windows on the second floor, and they can't get in."
Listening to the laughter coming from the surroundings, Liu Feng's face was dull, and he resisted the anger in his heart.
He swept everyone around, and no one dared to speak.
"Han Bing, now you have a few reliable brothers, guarding the windows of each room on the third floor. If you really can't keep it in a while, don't have any fights, just return to the fourth floor!"
Hearing Liu Feng's words, Han Bing did not hesitate, nodded solemnly, and ran downstairs with a dozen brothers.
And the people on the top of the building were not idle, and under Liu Feng's command, they gradually began to counterattack.
"boom!"
The power of the rocket launcher was so powerful that it blasted the tide of zombies into a big pit almost instantly. Inside the big pit, there was blood and blood.
However, under the command of the zombie leader, the pit was soon filled up by a group of zombies.
With a bazooka on his shoulder, the fat man came to Liu Feng with an anxious look.
"Brother Feng, the rockets are almost gone!"
Liu Feng's eyes were concentrating, and he asked calmly: "It's almost gone, save a bit."
"Brother Feng, we don't have many bullets in stock."
Hearing this, Liu Feng's heart trembled uncontrollably. He glanced at the ammunition magazine under the tent on the roof, unknowingly, only two bullets were left.
"TMD, where is Feng Wen and Feng Wu?"
"Brother Feng, we are here."
In the crowd, the Feng family brothers showed their heads, sweating profusely, polishing the bullets in their hands.
"What's the matter? Why are the bullets used so fast?"
Looking at Liu Feng who was full of anger, Feng Wen raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and said helplessly: "Brother Feng, it is not our two brothers who are lazy, but because the zombie downstairs is really It's too much, so the speed of making bullets can't keep up with the speed of using bullets!"
Hearing this, Liu Feng's frowning brows gradually relaxed.
Indeed, no one thought that the tide of zombies would come back. There are as many zombies as the water in the sea, and they can't be solved with bullets at all.
"Once the bullet runs out, wouldn't it be..."
The fat man didn't finish what he said, so he lowered his head in resentment.
Just when the atmosphere was about to sink into despair, a voice suddenly broke the silence.
"Feng... Brother Feng." Feng Wu raised his head tremblingly, pointed at the supplies next to the tent, and whispered: "I think there are still a few boxes of old wine there. Maybe we can make some simple incendiary bombs. Emergency!"
"Incendiary!"
In an instant, there was brilliance in Liu Feng's black eyes.
"Brother Feng, that wine has been preserved for nearly half a century, are you sure..."
Seeing the fat man's unwilling look on his face, Liu Feng's thin lips lightly hooked, patted his shoulder lightly with his hand, and whispered: "Fatty, don't worry, I will definitely keep a bottle for you!"
Hearing this, the fat man couldn't say anything more, and nodded helplessly.
The idea of making incendiary bombs surprised Liu Feng, and the zombies downstairs were denser. The incendiary bullet exploded in the group of zombies, and its power would not be inferior to the rocket bomb.
Liu Feng looked at the busy Feng family brothers, and there was a burst of joy in his heart.
It seems that this time I really picked up the treasure.
In the blink of an eye, a simple incendiary bomb was made successfully.
Liu Feng took the ignited incendiary bomb and slammed it downstairs.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the group of zombies downstairs was instantly surrounded by a sea of fire.
Because of the decay of the zombie skin, most of the corpse oil has already flowed to the surface. Coupled with the ignition of the incendiary bomb, the flames quickly spread among the zombies.
Despite this, the group of zombies who didn't feel any pain still obeyed the command of the zombie leader, and went crazy and crawled towards the top of the building.
It was just a flash of God's effort, and the zombies had already piled up into a hill below the building. Those zombies who followed, stepped on the corpses of the previous zombies, and rushed upstairs like crazy.
"No, if this continues, they will definitely rush to the third floor!"
Liu Feng looked like a torch and suddenly saw the zombie leader on top of the pickup truck.
"Brothers, throw the incendiary bomb at that pickup truck!"
Shoot the man first, shoot the horse, catch the thief first, catch the king!
Since these zombies all listen to the zombies' command, then kill the zombies first.
Following Liu Feng's order, everyone's firepower was directed towards the zombie on the pickup truck.
