Chapter 167 - 159: People Are Everything

Chapter 167: Chapter 159: People Are Everything

VROOOM VROOOM VROOOM~

VROOOM VROOOM VROOOM~

The four-stroke, water-cooled, direct-injection engines of two large, tracked excavators let out a mechanical roar.

They were the loudest horns, continuously drawing out the surrounding zombies and luring them toward the group at the line of chevaux de frise.

Yu Dong and the others had just finished prying the zombies off the chevaux de frise and from under their wheels, moving them to an open area, when another wave of zombies charged out from a cheap motel to the east, the closest one to A Port.

There were about thirty of them!

"Drop the bodies and get back inside! We need three more chevaux de frise on the east side!"

Yu Dong directed everyone back inside the defensive line.

WHOOSH WHOOSH~

Yu Dong and Yang Ze started firing their crossbows, taking down two zombies early.

CLICK-CLACK~ CLICK-CLACK~

The two of them reloaded in three seconds, their movements perfectly synchronized.

WHOOSH WHOOSH~

Two more Crossbow Arrows flew, striking two headfirst-charging zombies square in the forehead, taking them down again!

Within fifty meters, Yu Dong was basically a perfect shot against these zombies that just accelerated in a straight line.

The same was true for the retired soldier, Yang Ze.

In contrast, the four buddies—Huang Zhiqiang, Zhao Youcai, Yan Yikai, and Zhao Wenjie—were a fumbling mess. They turned one zombie into a pincushion, but it was still running...

Some Crossbow Arrows hit the wall next to it and were instantly, devastatingly broken.

But Yu Dong didn’t criticize them, nor did he feel bad about the lost Crossbow Arrows.

Every warrior is built on a mountain of resources!

’If you’re not willing to part with Crossbow Arrows, how can you train a Crossbowman?’

"Don’t rush the shot. Take a deep breath, raise your crossbow, and fix your eyes on the scope. When it forms a straight line with the zombie’s head... fire!"

Yu Dong’s voice reached their ears, helping them ease their tension and pull the trigger!

This time, all four arrows hit their targets, and one of them landed a bullseye, successfully killing a zombie.

"Holy shit, awesome!"

Zhao Wenjie couldn’t believe it. It was his first day using a crossbow, and he’d actually managed to hit a moving zombie. He was as surprised as anyone.

"Keep going!"

The zombies were getting closer and closer.

The chevaux de frise at the sides had been pushed into position, and the men with spears had formed a line.

Yu Chengfei: "Tip of the nose, tip of the spear, tip of your toes—all in a line! Assume the Mid-level Thrust stance!"

Everyone took their stances, aiming at the small horde of zombies rushing the defensive line. Close combat was imminent!

"Eat this bucket!"

"Smash!"

The booms and buckets of the excavators on either side of the group, already raised high, came smashing down from above!

The bucket descended from the sky and struck a zombie’s head, which burst like a plastic bag full of liquid with a sickening, muffled pop.

SPLAT!

After crushing a pile of zombies, the skilled excavator operator shouted into his radio:

"Sweep!"

The bodies of the two excavators swiveled, and their booms and buckets swept horizontally across the ground toward the zombies in the middle.

SCREEEEECH~~~

The steel teeth of the buckets scraped along the concrete, creating an ear-piercing screech and sending out a stream of dazzling orange-red sparks.

Some of the zombies in the path of the sweep were dragged under the buckets, their muscles, bones, and organs torn apart by the irresistible force.

Others were sliced in half at the waist, their upper bodies spinning into the bucket while their lower halves were ground into a pulp between the steel and the pavement.

CLANG!!!

The buckets of the two excavators slammed into each other.

The three unlucky zombies that had just been spared were instantly squeezed into strips of meat.

The booms lifted again, thick gore dripping from the menacing steel teeth of the buckets, along with a few hanging shreds of tissue.

There were even a few zombie torsos left inside the buckets.

At that moment, everyone felt the appeal of heavy machinery!

Just one smash and one sweep had completely broken up the surging zombie horde and killed about a dozen of them.

The remaining zombies scrambled up from the ground and charged again, only to be picked off by the Crossbowmen firing from behind the chevaux de frise.

Over thirty zombies, taken out so easily by the Crossbowman-and-excavator combo.

The spearmen who had just braced for the enemy: "???"

"What the heck just happened?"

"How come we pushed out some chevaux de frise and then there was nothing for us to do?"

"Instructor Yu, at this rate, I feel like it’ll be hard to get a piece of the action even with a three-meter spear..."

"Indeed..."

Yu Chengfei gave a wry smile. He had wanted to use this opportunity to give them some pointers.

Seeing this, Yu Dong comforted them, "Don’t worry, your time will come... For now, go push the zombies off the ground so they don’t block our path."

The spearmen: "..."

Then they went to clean up the battlefield, faces full of resentment.

It wasn’t just the recent trainees; even Wang Dingbei couldn’t take it anymore.

"Yu Dong, get me a crossbow to play with. I’m getting an itchy trigger finger."

He couldn’t stab anyone right now, so he really wanted to shoot something.

Yu Dong took out his radio. "Zhou, bring a Death God Repeating Crossbow and a quiver of arrows out for Officer Wang."

"Roger that!"

Zhou Jian Country hadn’t joined them on the assault; he was in the back, continuing to make his Molotov cocktails.

Clearing zombies yesterday and today had used up most of his stock, so he needed to replenish his ammunition immediately.

Yu Dong had given Zhou a key to the weapons warehouse, which was perfect for him to grab things and deliver them whenever needed.

Wang Dingbei ran back to the A Port chevaux de frise and took a Death God Repeating Crossbow from Zhou. He stroked the black body of the weapon, unable to put it down.

He flipped it over, saw the "HNJZ" marking on it, and smiled.

"I knew it was made by my fellow provincials... Solid!"

Wang Dingbei hadn’t even had a chance to properly appreciate the modern repeating crossbow when he heard Yu Dong shout from behind him:

"Shit! Another wave of zombies! Wang, get back here... On second thought, never mind, there are too many! Run!"

The two excavators had been satisfying to use, but the noise had attracted even more zombies than before. On Binhai Avenue, outside A Port and B Port, there were many motels for passing ship crews to rest.

These past few days, they’d been full of stranded tourists, so the zombies were coming wave after wave!

Yu Dong and his team left the chevaux de frise and excavators in place to block the zombies and retreated with everyone.

Sun and his men quickly opened a section of mobile chevaux de frise they had just prepared.

After letting everyone in, they quickly pushed it back into place and weighed down the wheels with sandbags and other heavy objects.

This formed a solid yet flexible defensive line.

HUFF... HUFF... HUFF...

Panting heavily, the group turned back and raised their long spears to face the enemy.

This time, the spearmen finally got to stab some zombies. Uncle Yu, not having had his fill of killing earlier, was now both stabbing zombies with flourish and instructing his spearmen trainees.

Faced with the well-established fortifications, the hundred-odd zombies were spread out in front of the chevaux de frise and were being picked apart by the 24 main combatants.

By that math, each person only needed to take down about four zombies.

The occasional zombie that managed to climb over the pile of bodies was easily stabbed to death by the quick-eyed and swift-handed Yu Chengfei.

"Uncle Yu is a god!"

Never mind his terrifying strength and superb skill, his stamina and energy were even better than these sturdy young men’s!

"Uncle Yu is the zombies’ strictest father."

Yu Dong was truly impressed.

He had thought that recruiting all-around talents like Officer Wang and Lin Mo in this life was like pulling two SSR cards already.

He never expected to do a casual ten-pull from the standard pool and get a [Divine Zhao Yun]!

Yu Dong couldn’t help but recall how Huang looked in his past life, clumsily bashing zombies with a shield... It was comical, utterly comical.

’Now *that’s* what you call elegant!’

At that moment, Yu Dong’s confidence grew even stronger.

’In the apocalypse, people are everything!’

’With people comes power!’

’As long as you pull enough, you’re bound to get a top-tier card!’

’Not getting one just proves you haven’t pulled enough!’

A united humanity is the zombies’ strictest father!

After Yu Dong and the others finished off this wave of zombies, most of them had hit the bottom of their stamina reserves.

Continuous combat was incredibly draining, especially the full-power spear thrusts, which rapidly consumed their mental and physical energy.

For people who had just come from an era of peace, this was their limit.

Even Yu Dong, the "Sorting King," was panting for breath.

Looking at the newly piled-up zombie corpses, everyone felt a headache coming on.

Yu Dong frowned and said, "Let’s all rest for a bit before we deal with them..."

Wang Dingbei pulled the radio right out of his pocket.

"Hello, hello, hello~ Calling Lin Mo, calling Lin Mo."

"Send some people down here to work."

"There’s a battle going on up front, logistics needs to keep up!"