Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

When he sighed, another group of people came over. This group should have been rescued from outside the city. They had dark skin. A sturdy middle-aged man said: "Sir, we are here to help. You Let’s see if there’s anything we can do?”

Gu Ming quickly put a smile on his face: "Of course, we are short of ammunition now, so we may need your help to transport it."

The strong man patted his chest: "It's all covered by us!"

Gu Ming said: "I will ask someone to arrange things for you. You may have to work hard tonight."

"It's such a small thing, you were originally trying to protect us."

Gu Ming waved over someone and after a few words he asked him to lead them down.

He stood on the only road from Loei to the city wall. In front of him were people carrying ammunition boxes.

The whole street was quiet, except for the sound of heavy footsteps on the ground. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the clanging sound of bullets in the ammunition boxes.

Gu Ming stood there for a while and then went to the city wall. While walking for such a distance, a steady stream of people came to volunteer to help. Gu Ming collected all the bills and arranged for someone to take them down to do the work.

Not long after, he stood under the city wall and looked up. The city wall of Nanwan City was seven and a half meters high and three meters wide. There were figures shaking on the wall. They were the logistics of transporting ammunition boxes.

On the other side of the wall, there were explosions one after another and the roars of zombies, intertwined into a terrifying purgatory.

The ground shook slightly due to the aftermath of the explosion, and the sky was red with blood and fire.

After running around for a long time, his good body could no longer bear it. He rubbed his brows and continued to listen to the report of the battle ahead.

A total of one hundred and twenty soldiers died in one night. This number was smaller than any previous war, even a small battle.

But he felt very uneasy. Soldiers are human beings and will feel tired, but zombies are unconscious monsters that cannot feel tired or afraid at all.

As time goes by, people will always feel tired. At that time, the war will be really difficult.

Zhao Sheng had a revolver on his waist and a telescope in his hand. In his field of vision, there was an endless stream of zombies, as if there was no end in sight.

"The method adopted by the neighboring city should be similar to ours..."

Zhao Sheng lost his mind and said.

The nearest city to Nanwan City is only fifty-three kilometers away. If this city also lures zombies out of the city, it is not impossible for such a big movement in Nanwan City to attract the zombies there.

Besides, zombies run fast at night. Almost five hours have passed since nightfall, which is enough time for the zombies to come swarming over.

From the beginning to now, the number of zombies has shown no sign of decreasing. The probability of his guess being correct was too high.

He put down the telescope with a pale face, looked down at the piles of zombie corpses, and couldn't help but feel a bit bitter in his mouth.

This is not a big deal...

Fortunately, unlike the initial influx of zombies from all directions, except for the direction facing away from the capital, the number of zombies on the other three sides has been significantly reduced.

He immediately arranged for a group of people to take a rest, while the remaining people continued to clean up the zombies and observe the situation below at any time.

The adjutant handed over a water bag, and Zhao Sheng took a sip and said: "Let the Huotou Army (cooking team) prepare some food to replenish the soldiers. We may have to fight all night today."

The adjutant looked troubled: "Yes, General..."

Zhao Sheng also remained silent for a moment: "How much food and grass are left?"

"General, our army's food and grass were exhausted two days ago. Now all the food we eat is collected from the city. The common people only have enough food to survive, and the rest are taken out..."

The people's lives are not rich, and even in the capital there are families who are barely making ends meet. Nanwan is located in a remote area and is not a necessary road to the capital, so Nanwan City is not very wealthy.

Even if the entire city's food was gathered, it wouldn't be enough to last for several days.

In addition, Emperor Chiyan was deeply wary of the army, and the food and grass were delivered in small batches. It was almost time for the next delivery of food and grass. If they had not been severely reduced in numbers, they would probably have to go to the battlefield hungry now. .

"If everyone eats less, we can last another three days..."

Zhao Sheng clenched his fist and said in a deep voice: "The soldiers must be fed..."

Where is the point in going hungry in a war?

"First cook all the remaining food and let the people who help carry the things eat together."

The adjutant responded and took the water bag he handed over.

Soon, smoke rose from all directions in the city, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

Gu Ming walked around the four directions of the city wall. After returning, he made new transportation adjustments and moved half of the people from the other three directions to the west gate, which was the gate with the most zombies.

After adjusting, he could breathe a little relieved and smell the aroma of white porridge floating not far away.

In the evening, he was so busy that he had no time to eat. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, so he simply followed the queue and stood in line.

However, some people in front recognized him and gave way to him.

Although Gu Ming didn't want to jump in line, he was afraid of something unexpected, so he made an exception.

"Master Gu, thank you for your hard work."

Gu Ming squatted on the ground and drank from a bowl of porridge, surrounded by people in twos and threes.

He drank heavily and said in a muffled voice: "It's because of my hard work that you have worked hard."

He was just running errands, looking here and there, which was not as hard as these people running around carrying ammunition boxes.

"Hahaha, thank you everyone!"

"But it's not a loss. This is the first time I've eaten such thick white porridge."

"Yeah, this smells really good."

Gu Ming took a big sip and found it really delicious.

He knew the remaining grain well, and now he could almost guess that Zhao Sheng might have cooked all the grain.

He took another sip, mentally wondering where he could find some food.

The time now is unfortunate, it’s not yet time to prepare to harvest the grain, but the grain in the fields is almost ripe, and you can go directly to the fields to harvest by then...

Or walk 90 kilometers southeast. Lanling City is a city on the main transportation road, and it is also a very important food trading place. There must be food in it...

Or it would be good to go straight to the capital. You can encounter two cities along the way. If you take a little detour, you can encounter five. With the guns and weapons in their hands, it is not difficult to take them, and you can also follow Li Sui. The meaning of wind is to achieve the purpose of 'rebellion'.

Gu Ming thought, completely unaware of how dangerous his current thoughts were.