Chapter 61 Fighting Motivation

Taking advantage of the two consecutive explosions that disrupted the impact of the zombies, Ye Zhiqiu turned around and ran. The soldier he rescued from the zombie's mouth was knocked to the ground by the first explosion shock wave. At this time, he just got up and was pulled from the ground by Ye Zhiqiu, grabbing his arm and running. The non-commissioned officer chased after him from the other side and held the other side of the soldier's arm. The two of them said nothing, but just ran hard, thinking of running away when the zombies were in a mess and could not find the direction. Just after a few steps, a violent shooting sound suddenly came from behind him. Ye Zhiqiu looked back and saw that some things were ignited when the grenade exploded. Now the fire just rose, so you can clearly see a black shadow popping up not far behind him. He was running at the zombies beside him. Judging from the continuous degree of firepower, he was holding an m249.

"Damn it." The officer scolded. He and Ye Zhiqiu were also surprised that there were still people behind them. He let go of the soldiers beside him, turned around and raised his gun, waved and shouted, "Don't shoot, run quickly." The zombies have not recovered from the explosion. It is not a good idea to collect people at this time, and they must also attract the attention of the zombies. Before he finished speaking, two zombies rushed out of the darkness. They were not affected by the explosion just now, and just caught up with the soldiers who were shooting.

Ye Zhiqiu let go of the soldiers in his hand and fired two shots in succession. His m4 had already been pulled to a single shot. Two bullets accurately hit the zombies that rushed towards the soldiers, allowing their running figures to stop forever, and the bodies fell heavily behind the soldiers.

The soldier holding a machine gun did not realize that he had just been rescued from the clutches of the zombies. He heard the yell of the non-commissioned officers from the radio, stopped shooting, and chased them up intently, shouting happily: "Sir, you are still alive." The sixth-level non-commissioned officer did not know him, but he knew the non-commissioned officer. No matter what, he was the highest rank of the soldiers entering the supermarket. On the battlefield, when a soldier didn't know what to do, it was the happiest thing to find the commander, even if he would soon die due to the commander's order.

The non-commissioned officer looked at Ye Zhiqiu in surprise. He also saw the two zombies, but they were already very close to the soldiers when they appeared. Although he raised his gun, he hesitated for a moment because he was afraid of accidentally hurting the soldiers. After all, being knocked down by a zombie may not die, and being accidentally injured by a bullet may be completely helpless.

Hearing the joy in the soldier's tone, he waved his head and said, "Why are you still here? Go quickly."

The soldier continued to run with them and replied loudly: "I think I can't run away from them, so I want to hide. They don't pay much attention to things that don't move, but when I heard your gunshots, they ran out." In fact, his plan was indeed good, but pretending to be a corpse on the road where the zombies passed by was a great psychological test. He was about to collapse, so he knew that it was not necessarily safe to catch up with his comrades, but he still couldn't help but run out.

Ye Zhiqiu turned around and looked back, reached out and threw out a grenade. This time he threw it a little further, just to extend the time for the zombies to regain the gathering. The loud bang and smoke of the explosion could cause the zombies to fall into a short period of chaos and give them more time. Moreover, the fire caused by the explosion is also increasing, which can hinder the subsequent zombies' pursuit. However, the place here is too big, and they just blocked the zombies behind them. There were continuous zombies chasing from other directions. Ye Zhiqiu had already discovered that there were also zombies jumping in front of them.

The two soldiers stumbled and ran a few steps, and then they began to be surprised that Ye Zhiqiu and the non-commissioned officer were not slow to shoot. The non-commissioned officer was surprised by Ye Zhiqiu's marksmanship. He ran and asked, "Your marksmanship is really good, what's your name?"

"Scott." Ye Zhiqiu replied casually. This was the name of the boy who sacrificed himself to bomb the armored vehicle. He remembered it very deeply and remembered it casually. It sounded that the non-commissioned officer did not find that he was a fake, and this was an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Scott." The non-commissioned officer repeated, shouting: "If I can go out, I will apply for the Purple Heart Medal for you."

"Whatever." Ye Zhiqiu snorted. He had remembered the special merit several times, and he really didn't feel the purple heart of the United States. He said, "I just hope I don't want to cover the national flag."

This is definitely a very popular truth. The other two soldiers found that their comrades around them were still in a tense environment and their mood gradually calmed down. Soldiers using machine guns could occasionally participate in the shooting. He asked Ye Zhiqiu: "Are you a veteran too? I know a group of veterans came a few days ago, but they didn't know any of them."

Ye Zhiqiu felt a move in his heart and agreed vaguely, hoping to hear more information. The sixth-level non-commissioned officer had interrupted him. He seemed very dissatisfied with the veteran in the soldiers' mouths, and he shouted: "Pay attention to your front."

The soldiers were startled. There was a muzzle rushing in front of the darkness. Obviously, after the beginning of chaos, the soldiers had realized the importance of resistance. Of course, maybe it was just because they were already surrounded and had no way to escape. His muzzle moved for a while, not sure whether he should continue to shoot. His sight here was not very good. He might accidentally hurt his friendly forces, and of course he might also be injured by friendly forces.

Ye Zhiqiu shouted, "Run faster, don't worry about the back, leave it to us." He and the sixth-level non-commissioned officers landed behind the team very consciously, and needed to turn around and shoot from time to time. As they got farther and farther away from the place where the grenades were just thrown, the effect of the explosion was not obvious. More zombies gathered from both sides, giving them a feeling that they were unable to defend themselves. Alternating cover was impossible, so they could only guard one side.

The two soldiers indeed accelerated their speed. Taking advantage of the opportunity to jump over an obstacle, the sixth-level non-commissioned officer approached Ye Zhiqiu and whispered: "I know you are not with those guys, and they will never stay to block the attack."

Hearing his first half of the sentence, Ye Zhiqiu was shocked and almost wanted to shoot the non-commissioned officer first. After hearing this, he realized that the non-commissioned officer did not discover his identity. He just had other doubts, so he replied vaguely: "I just want to return to the army."

The non-commissioned officer said no. It was very painful for a veteran to leave the army, so he regarded him as a retired soldier who had recently returned to the team. He looked at him with the gunfire of Ye Zhiqiu when he was shooting, and immediately discovered the difference between Ye Zhiqiu. Most of his weapons were concentrated on his legs, and he also had an extra pistol bag than others. So he remembered a legend and asked: "Are you a paratrooper?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. A zombie rushed out in time. He raised his hand and hit it. The impact of the 5.56mm bullet was limited. If it could not hit the vital point when using a single shot, the zombie would not lose its combat power immediately. Therefore, even the sixth-level non-commissioned officer is now continuing to use the three-shot mode. Another soldier with a rifle hardly participated in the shooting, because he could not hit the zombie that was also moving at high speed while running, which would slow down.

"Save me." A voice came from a nearby corner. Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment and turned to see the non-commissioned officer. It was obvious that something had happened to the soldier and could not move by himself. It was not a good idea to bring him with him. Sure enough, the non-commissioned officer simply turned his head and did not look at him, so Ye Zhiqiu continued to run with peace of mind. This was not his soldier. If the zombies were not going crazy together, he might have been the one who stabbed the guy in the neck.

The soldier holding the machine gun obviously heard the cry for help. He looked around for a moment, and his feet were hesitant. Ye Zhiqiu protected his left side. Because this hesitation almost collided with him, he shouted in annoyance: "Pay attention to your speed, soldier."

The machine gun soldier was startled and subconsciously ran two steps before hesitating: "We should not give up any comrades."

"You should not give up any dead comrades." The sixth-level non-commissioned officer scolded: "Do you want to be a hero?"

"Uh." The soldier replied immediately, "We will come back to save him." After saying that, he stopped talking and focused on running away.

The four-person team quickly crossed the soldiers who were calling for help and rushed into a shopping area again. The soldiers running in front screamed and stopped. The four people immediately twisted together in the narrow aisle. The non-commissioned officer just emptied a magazine and was busy changing into a new one. He couldn't help but scold, "So what's wrong?"

Ye Zhiqiu pulled away the soldiers blocking him and found that two black shadows were rolling and entangled in the darkness in front of him. He rushed forward, reached out and lifted the two guys rolling into a ball, pinched the neck of the zombie and pulled it off the soldier, then waved his hand and threw it out. The zombie directly smashed a row of aluminum alloy shelves in the air, and the shelves and its head almost deformed. Several zombies came out from the collapsed shelves and looked around in a daze.

Now they were among the zombies, and Ye Zhiqiu ignored the zombies that did not show their desire to attack them ten meters away. In fact, he couldn't take care of them. So he grabbed the soldier who had just rolled with the zombies. After the zombies on this guy were pulled off by Ye Zhiqiu, he actually lay on the ground again. Ye Zhiqiu held him in his hand and shouted fiercely face to face: "Are you dead?"

"I don't know." The soldier replied dizzyly. He thought he was dead just now, but he didn't expect that the zombie in front of him suddenly disappeared. If it was this slightly hideous human face, he whimpered, "It bit me."

"Stay and tell the military doctor." Ye Zhiqiu grabbed his collar. The guy's face was clean and bloodless. He couldn't tell whether he was really bitten by zombies. With military uniforms on his body, Ye Zhiqiu didn't really believe that zombies could bite their clothes. The temperature in Los Angeles is now as high as 20 to 30 degrees during the day. Wearing a full military uniform is not for sun protection, so he still spits at the soldiers' faces: "You are not dead yet, now run out with a weapon for me."

The soldier was still unmoved and cried, "I'm going to die."

"Then I'll talk about it when you die." Ye Zhiqiu let go of his hand, pushed him, and shouted, "Run away, don't block the way."

The soldier was probably frightened by Ye Zhiqiu's fierce look. He obediently obediently obediently and turned forward. Ye Zhiqiu did not turn off the radio when he spoke, and everyone called his voice. The content of this passage reminded most people of the instructor who was the first recruit. His same vicious tone and unreasonable words inspired the soldiers' remaining fighting spirit. Gunshots in the supermarket suddenly broke out, and some people still used grenades.

Ye Zhiqiu shouted loudly on the radio: "Build a defense at the entrance of the passage, prepare to respond, gather the formation, and don't run around."

"God." The sixth-level non-commissioned officer chased him and asked, "What was your military rank before?"
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