Chapter 137: personal choice
As soon as the door was opened, the zombies outside the door were unceremoniously covered with this self-inflicted human being. Even though the team members were ready, they suddenly faced these ferocious zombies directly. Died, so everyone woke up and fought bravely with these zombies. A novel ≥≯﹤≦≦＜﹤＜＜≤＜≦≤＜＜≦﹤
For a while, various abilities emerged one after another, the sounds of various weapons and the roar of zombies were mixed together, and the battle gradually became fierce.
For safety, as soon as the zombie-killing team went out, the gate of the base was closed, so Wen Luming's family didn't see much of the battle scene.
But there is no way to open the door to see the audience, there are always other ways.
When Wen Luming came, he saw that not only the main roads of the base were swept away snow, but even the snow on the city walls was swept away.
The tall and majestic city wall is three meters thick and ten meters high, which can completely block the zombies outside.
However, in order to deal with the possibility of large-scale zombies appearing in the base, and for the absolute safety of the base, if there is a zombie siege, in addition to the battlefield outside the base, the city wall will also be regarded as an important battlefield.
Of course, it is three meters wide, which is almost equal to the width of a road, so you can let the ability user or soldier use the ability or shoot down on the top of the wall, and kill the zombies by long-range combat.
These days, a steady stream of zombies have come to the base from a distance, so it can be predicted that the day when the zombies attack the city is not far away, so the snow on the city wall must be swept away on time, otherwise there will be an enemy attack. Standing on the top of the wall to resist, can't stand.
For these reasons, there are people shoveling snow on the city walls.
Wen Luming pointed at the big ladder and said, "Let's go up the city wall to see?"
Wang Wenyu nodded in agreement, so the family of three walked to the city wall and climbed the wooden ladder to the top of the wall.
The people who were shoveling the snow on the top of the wall saw them, and after inquiring about Wang Wenyu's identity, they let them watch it casually.
The little fat man was a little scared at the beginning, seeing how high he was climbing, especially when he looked down and saw that his place was so high off the ground, he immediately stayed peacefully in Wang Wenyu's arms, the little fat hand tightly Grab Wang Wenyu's clothes.
But after waiting for him for a while, he got used to it by himself, and dared to stretch his neck to look at the people and zombies below.
Standing on the top of the ten-meter-high wall, the cold wind blows straight on the person, which can blow away the little heat that the person has, so the snow sweeper sweeps on the top of the wall and is blown away by the strong wind. It hurts from scratching on the upper hand, and it is very uncomfortable. It is much harder than the person who is sweeping the snow on the road below.
So they couldn't help but complain, and a few people murmured and complained: "Why do we have to sweep the snow here? Look at the people who sweep the roads below, there is no strong wind, and they can be on the flat ground, how wonderful!"
"That's right, everyone is shoveling snow, how can they be so comfortable?"
"Shouldn't we go through the back door and fight for the relationship?"
"Come on! Doesn't it mean that everyone will take turns? These days we sweep the top of the wall, and it will be their turn to sweep in a few days!"
"What do you know? It's just to comfort you! To put it mildly, it makes you have expectations, just to make you willingly sweep here."
"We've done a good job. Look at the people below who are going out to kill zombies. All of them will try their best to kill zombies. If they are not careful, they will die! Aren't we much better than them?"
"Who wants to compare with them? That's what they asked for! So stupid, isn't it better to shovel snow in the base than killing zombies? Even if there is a crystal core, so what? don't want!"
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The snow sweepers gradually became lively discussions. Wen Luming and Wang Wenyu, who had five sensitive senses, naturally heard it. She looked at the people below who were fighting hard, and asked in puzzlement, "I don't mean all able-bodied people, no matter what. Are power users or ordinary people involved in the training of killing zombies? Why can these people just shovel snow without participating in training?"
Wang Wenyu glanced at the snowsweepers who were complaining a lot, frowned, and said, "There are always some people who prefer their lives, and no matter how much you persuade them, they are unwilling to do dangerous things. The base wants everyone to participate in killing zombies. The plan from the training is good, but you can't forcefully ask unwilling people to participate. After all, those who are forced to kill zombies are likely to be greedy for life and fear of death, but will affect others, so they can only do it. There is no danger."
"Is this okay? Will it make people who are willing to kill zombies feel unfair?" Wen Luming asked.
Wang Wenyu looked at the people outside the base who were covered in blood but would not retreat, and replied: "There are only a few people who are greedy for life and fear of death, and most people are still willing to kill zombies. After all, they can improve their abilities or Skills, and can be divided into crystal cores, killing two birds with one stone, many people also hope that they can have more opportunities to go."
Wen Luming glanced at the people who were still breaking their mouths. Everyone has their own choices. It is human instinct to be afraid of death, but if there is danger, you just want to retreat and rely on others to protect yourself. In the end times, In a world full of zombies and mutants, how long can such a person live?
The battle outside the gate of the base has reached its most intense time The training team members have passed the period when they were not used to shooting at the beginning, and finally they can use their own abilities proficiently, or use their own abilities. This kind of weapon to kill zombies, at least not as embarrassing as it was at the beginning.
That instructor, Wang Wenyu's special forces subordinate, was standing by and commanding the overall situation, protecting them casually to prevent them from being hit by a sudden attack. Of course, there will be zombies that don't have long eyes rushing towards him, but he has already experienced hundreds of battles, and he also has supernatural powers, so those zombies who have rushed up have been dealt with cleanly by him before they reach him.
Wen Luming looked at his neat skills with admiration and said, "That instructor is very good."
Wang Wenyu glanced at his subordinates and snorted: "He is the weakest one in my team, otherwise how could he be reduced to being a group of rookie instructors?" He didn't like hearing Luming praise other men .
"The weakest one is an instructor. What about the not weak ones? What are they doing? By the way, I really don't seem to have seen them." Wen Luming thought of the tall group of people as he spoke. The man, I miss them quite a bit.
"Ah!" The little fat man looked at Wen Luming with bright eyes, called her with a smile, and Wen Luming said to him, "What? Do you miss those uncles too?" (To be continued.)