After a few weeks, half of the people gathered on the construction site were separated.

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The deceased's clothes were torn to pieces, and the ground was scattered with banknotes, ID cards, and construction site entry and exit cards that fell out of his pockets... All the evidence shows that the deceased was the worker he had been with day and night. Now, even the bones are incomplete.

No one mentioned the topic of leaving again. People were like crazy and tried hard to strengthen the walls and fill the gaps with various materials. The tragedy that happened to their companions made them completely abandon their fantasies and no longer complain about the distribution of food and water. They didn't know where there was a safer place than the construction site, nor did they want to waste time finding suitable residences. There were bricks, cement, steel bars and machinery, and the workers even dug a well with pile machines.

The crops in the nearby fields were plundered, and people cut off the outermost hard shells, and cooked the grouting grains. They tried to use trucks to rush out the corpses gathered on nearby streets, trying to find food from a distance. This method sounded feasible, but after actual operation, they found that the dense corpses were not afraid of life and death at all. They rushed to the high-speed trucks like tides. Many zombies were knocked over and crushed, and the rotten flesh stuck to the wheels like mud, making it slippery and idling in place and unable to move forward. The driver sitting in the cab was surrounded by hundreds of zombies. The terrible human-eating creature squeezed through the windshield and crawled in, gnawing every piece of meat on the poor man.

People were completely desperate.

What they do every day is to stand on the rooftop of the building that has not yet been completed and observe around. They knocked on the trumpet with iron sheets, and wrote "SOS", "Save us" and other words on the propaganda flag with ink. They saw signs of other survivors' activities through the telescope more than once. However, the distance was too far, and the other party could not hear or see clearly.

Last week, Zhang Jilin and his workers put the last fuel into the excavator oil tank and used this construction machine to dig out a large amount of Guanyin soil from the ground. The thing is white and delicate. When you get close to it, you will smell it with a faint sweet fragrance. Zhang Jilin picked up a little with his fingers and tasted it. It tasted good, sloppy.

Even refugees during the famine rarely use Guanyin soil to fill their stomachs. It is undeniable that it can be eaten, but it will expand when it enters the body. Gastric acid cannot be differentiated, and the intestinal wall cannot be absorbed at all. It is almost in and out as it is. It is of course good to be able to pull it out. If it cannot pull it out, it will completely block the intestines and eventually suffocate to death.

Eat less, but eat too much will cause death.

Digging Guanyin soil is the idea of ​​everyone, including Zhang Jilin. There is not much leftover food on the construction site, less than five kilograms of rice, a large bag of "old sauerkraut" instant noodles, more than a dozen "golden monkey" lollipops, and some wild vegetables found from nearby fields.

This little food won't last long. If you want to survive, especially if you want to make most people live, the only way is to draw lots.

However, it is also a dead end.

Only six people followed Zhang Jilin to the rooftop. They curled up behind the locked iron fence and shivered, listening in horror and despair as they gnawed, biting, howling, and screaming from the unfinished building under their feet.

Zhang Jilin fell a fight a few days ago, and his calf was penetrated by steel bars. If it weren't for the workers' desperate efforts to escape with him, he would have become a pile of unrecognizable bones.

He never owed anyone any wages. In the minds of workers, this is a conscientious boss.

The rooftop is safe, but there is no food or water.

They were completely desperate.

At this time, they saw off-road vehicles driving on the road in the distance.

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There were about a hundred zombies pouring into the construction site, which was considered a medium-sized group of corpses.

The off-road vehicle, which was speeding at high speed, rushed directly into the construction site from the collapsed wall gap, knocking away several zombies hovering outside. The thick tires plowed out four deep grooves full of flesh and blood on the ground, and accompanied by a harsh friction sound, it suddenly stopped in front of the entrance of the building.

Before the car was stable, Su Hao, who was full of murderous aura, had already jumped out of the cab. He was wearing a black sports suit he got from the "Adidas" store. His resolute and cold face had no emotional fluctuations. His explosive hands were holding a hunting knife. He ran like a wolf, squeezing through the corpse group that he turned around and met. The sharp blade passed by at a speed that was unseen by the naked eye, and with the tremor that swept through the air at a high speed, it cut the zombie's neck and dropped its head.

Chen Kun and Zhou Chen followed behind, holding automatic rifles to shoot at the zombies. This was their first close contact with the corpse group without guidance and supervision. Panic and nervousness were inevitable, and they completely forgot to remind Su Hao repeatedly during shooting training, "shoot the head", "do not shoot continuously", "keep the distance". Thirty bullets were quickly shot out, and Zhou Chen squatted on the ground in a hurry to change the magazine. Chen Kun, who was nervous, completely forgot to replenish the ammunition and swung the butt stock directly to hit the zombies rushing towards the opposite side.

They have all taken Su Hao's blood and are not afraid of bites or infection. But they do not have much combat experience after all, and they will be afraid and feel fearful when facing a large number of corpses.

"Follow me closely and pay attention to the wings on both sides-----"
Chapter completed!