Chapter 25: The defense of not seeing hope

Jordan's good mood for the afternoon was gone at this moment. He was already worried when he listened to the cry for help and screams in his ears. Unlike Ashford, he had no ambitions. Although he also liked the feeling of being ahead, he did not like the sense of responsibility that accompanied him. When Anchorage was struggling to survive, he had killed his brothers because of his own initiative. Those who did this job had no accident insurance and faced death.

He wanted to shoot his chin as well. Later, he rarely made decisions by himself. Although he often had no time to keep up, at least he didn't have to worry about facing the desperate eyes of his family. In fact, for him, the situation is not much worse than before. When the disaster did not happen, he didn't know what would happen tomorrow. Maybe he was imprisoned by the police, maybe he was corpse on the street, and life was not as good as that, and he would always give you a blow when you were most proud.

There were so many things happening today. When the oriental man sent all the heads and minds in the control area to another world without changing his face, he suddenly realized that he was the only living leader here.

A series of shocks made him feel a little excited, and he also realized that the order in the control area should not be chaotic, and the door that was squeezed by the tanks needed to be repaired as soon as possible, so he accepted Isabel's suggestion and took over Ashford's rights. Moreover, because all the major forces in the control area were washed away, Isabel, who had a huge influence among the civilians, was still on his side, so his orders were executed surprisingly smoothly, and the situation was even better than when Ashford was there, so he felt that he was not unable to make decisions. Maybe he was too timid in the past, but he told himself that it was a chaotic time and the time for people like him to take office.

But all this beautiful feeling was shattered by the sudden attacks of the zombies. When it was dark, the sentries in the control area reported that there were sporadic zombies outside the wall. This was very unusual, because zombies rarely appeared before the night, but Jordan did not pay attention. A large amount of transactional work distracted his energy, so he just ordered the person in charge of each wall to handle it himself. Fortunately, he also ordered the residents in the control area to enter a gathering state.

The assembly state is a noun created by Ashford, which means that residents are required to return to their designated locations and be responsible for the safety of adjacent areas. Some people with strong or experienced weapons are arranged to be close to the walls. Once a danger occurs, they can support the guards as soon as possible. However, due to some concern, Ashford did not allow residents to hold firearms freely, so if an accident occurs, they must go to the designated location nearby to collect weapons.

As a result, the zombies suddenly appeared in large numbers in the direction of Luke's attack during the day. The gate that was once knocked open by Luke was almost lost at that time. The temporary repaired gate was not as smooth as before, giving the zombies a fulcrum to climb. So at the beginning of the attack, it became the focus of the two sides' struggle. If Jordan hadn't just thought about going to see the machine gun on the tank, the zombies had now entered the control area. Just think about the attack of hundreds of zombies in the control area without any danger, Jordan would feel chilled. The zombies' efficient attack was completely sure to turn the control area into a paradise for zombies overnight.

So he immediately devoted all his strength to defend. The militia paid a heavy price on the wall and finally repelled the zombies' first attack. More than half of the people standing on the wall were shot. Although the zombies could not jump directly onto the wall, there were always some strong guys who could jump high enough or even climb up the wall. When they were sparse in number, the jumping process was enough to be hit several times, but when the militia were busy shooting, the time became extremely short. The militia often ignored one thing and was pulled down by the zombies.

Many of the people killed by Ye Zhiqiu in the room were politicians who could only play a role in the office, but later they were killed by Mingfu in the control area. In the past, these people were the main forces of the armed forces in the control area, but now the consequences of the great purge have been revealed. Many people lack the experience of cruel battles. Faced with such a tragic result, when the zombies launched a second attack, a lot of collapse occurred. Jordan ordered the residents who summoned the gun to go to the wall, and led people to put out fires everywhere. He even ordered the distribution of all weapons. Once the wall was lost, the civilians would not face the zombies naked.

Now, Jordan has no extra thoughts in his mind. He has no time to think about even a minute later. Now he only has one idea: "Hold on, even if he can hold on for one more second, he must hold on."

He shot down another jumping zombie. From the corner of his eye, he saw a militia being pulled down from the wall by the zombie, screaming and being dismembered by the zombies swarming up, and also saw someone throwing away the gun and running away from the wall. If one hadn't hesitated, he would have shot the deserter without hesitation, thinking that as long as one of them started escaping, it would affect others. But now, he could only continue to raise his gun and shoot, because there are not many people on the wall now, and no one has the energy to take care of other people's actions.

The m16 in his hand made a sound of Titicaca, and another magazine was exhausted. Jordan waved his rifle and smashed a jumping zombie down. The corpses of militia and zombies began to accumulate under the wall, which also made the wall much shorter.

Dick trotted over and shot a zombie under the wall. Usually, even during the day, no one would run and shoot on the wall less than half a meter, because it would easily fall under the reaction force of the rifle. But now it is obvious that no one cares anymore, and the difference between not falling may be about living for one or two more minutes.

Taking advantage of Dick's opportunity to shoot and cover, Jordan quickly changed a magazine. Just as he pulled the bolt, Dick had already run to him. While trying his best to stabilize his body, he shouted: "We can't stand it if we ask someone to come up."

"No one." Jordan shouted loudly, and raised his gun to shoot. Dick was stunned for a moment. Looking back, he found that there was indeed no one under the wall inside the control area. There were no one who was going to take over the defense at any time. Some people had escaped, and more people had died in battle under the wall on the other side.

Dick was stunned for a moment and immediately woke up. While turning back to shoot, he shouted: "I can't hold on anymore, let's go back to the headquarters."

"Go." Jordan fired short shots continuously, and he didn't have many bullets. He had to save ammunition. In fact, he knew very well that even the headquarters building of the National Guard could not stop the attack of zombies, and at this time, it was impossible for them to have time to retreat to the building more than a hundred meters away.

Dick cursed and continued to shoot downwards. He pulled the trigger a few times, but he didn't feel the gun body vibrating. Only then did he realize that the ar15 in his hand had no bullets.

Jordan shot and shot a zombie that attacked Dick when he stopped shooting, and shouted: "Go down, I'll cover."

But Dick suddenly stopped changing the magazine, raised his head, and shouted, "What sound?"
Chapter completed!