Infinite Gentleman

They are in the open sea, on a luxury cruise ship with a displacement of more than 200,000 tons. There are plenty of escorts around them—missile frigates, cruisers, large groups of warplanes ready to take off at sea airports, and thousands of SDF soldiers with live ammunition. In theory, it should be absolutely safe here...

"Sir, is this really okay?" Watching the old police officer throw away the communicator, then he smashed it to pieces. The young policeman next to him couldn't help but tremble, and then couldn't help asking.

"What's the problem?" the old policeman asked.

"The other party is a big figure in the government!"

"If I listen to his orders, can he call a regiment of self-defense forces to come here and save everyone including you and me?"

"..."

"That's why." The old policeman looked at the group of people who were busy beside him--

The sincerity of fighting in the front has inspired more people with his players. Under the encouragement of Saya Gaocheng, more and more people have plucked up courage or joined the civilian police force based on herd mentality.

For nearby commercial streets, hardware stores, and supermarkets. Even the assaults at police stations and other places brought more materials, including some police guns and sports rifles.

These equipment were made into simple naginata-style spears and nail guns by the logistics team composed mainly of women, and then Miyamoto and Shizuka Hiratsuka conducted the most basic formation and spear skills training.

In addition to using the radio speakers, the photocopiers Saya Takaseong asked the commando to rob were also printing provocative leaflets at full capacity. Almost everyone on the side of the bridge in the city has been integrated into this new, special order. Even many police officers were infected, and with the acquiescence of the old police officers, they began to cooperate with the deployment of this organization.

"Don't worry about what happens in the future." The old police officer took a deep breath of smoke, until he was almost choked to death, and then exhaled the smoke: "At least for today, luck is on their side. "

"Luck...?"

At the same time, the original sincere battle on the battlefield achieved certain results.

At a distance of more than two hundred meters from the bridge, dozens of combat teams and nearly a thousand members of the garrison cheered and celebrated another victory.

"Report Captain! The enemies in this area have been eliminated."

Standing in front of sincerity, it was the fat guy Hirano Toda who reported the situation loudly. This guy has been in a state of excitement since the beginning. Seems addicted to this kind of war.

"Very good." Sincerely wiped his Taito with a piece of cloth he tore off:

"According to the old manner, persuade the survivors to go to the rear, and screen the vehicles on both sides. Large vehicles are the main and light private cars are supplemented. Barricades are formed on both sides of the main road."

"Yes Captain! No problem at all!" Hirano Toda continued to stand and salute, and then shouted to the people around him: "Have you heard the captain's words?! Engineers, hurry up and do this!"

A group of people who were not equipped with long guns and with mixed weapons responded loudly-these guys were all joined late, so there were no members assigned to long guns or nail guns.

At the back of the battle line, there are already a large number of cars with their fuel tanks and wheels removed on both sides of the main road.

These cars are divided into two rows, one row is dominated by large vehicles such as passenger cars and trucks, and the other row is dominated by small private cars. All the vehicles are close together, and some useless sundries are placed in the compartment to increase the weight.

At the same time, a group of more capable members-community organizations and police officers formed a group to patrol back and forth to prevent agile zombies from crossing the barricade.

Relying on these special barricades, the sincere civilian guards on the battlefield can concentrate on fighting the enemy on the front without worrying about their wings.

After clearing the road, the garrison can finally form a large phalanx of dozens of people. The spears and spears into the forest, supplemented by guns, make people think that they have gone through history and returned to the 16th century, the Spanish phalanx. The era with matchlock.

Faced with the zombies with such a large square formation, the battlefield originally sincerely advanced two hundred meters among the zombies. Behind the garrison, there were large patches of zombie corpses. But the garrison itself suffered very little—several members who were unfortunately bitten were killed sincerely without hesitation—

"team leader!"

After instructing the engineering team, Hirano Toda looked at the battlefield sincerely: "What are we going to do next? Just use this method to counterattack back and wipe out all the zombies?"

"..." He glanced at the fat man sincerely, then shook his head: "Too naive, Hirano. Too naive."

"Innocent?" The fat man was taken aback by the sincere words: "Why do you say that, Captain?"

"Physical strength, quantity, and purpose." Looking at him sincerely, he said: "Hirano, if you look closely, you will find that everyone is tired...Even though I organized the melee team into several groups, Take turns fighting. But the physical exhaustion is still a bit serious.

There is also the loss of weapons, the strength of those zombies is too great, the wooden poles are too easy to break, and the temporarily assembled spear structure is not stable enough.

In terms of numbers, even if the engineering and logistics teams are included, there are only a few thousand people. And the number of zombies is dozens of times, hundreds of times, or even more.

Our people will be tired, hungry, and weapons will be consumed. But those zombies are different. It doesn't make any sense to fight on, Toda. "

"But, but—then what we do now..."

Hearing this sincerely said by Battlefield Hara, Hirano Toda's eyes were a little straight.

"It is meaningful! Of course it is meaningful!" said to him sincerely and earnestly:

"We have saved tens of thousands of lives. Look at the front... There is no survivor who wants to cross the bridge. In other words, we have saved everyone we can save.

In addition, we have received the support of thousands of survivors. More importantly, we have mastered the way to fight against zombies and the determination to fight against zombies! How can this be said to be meaningless-look in front of us, and then look behind us, you should know whether what we are doing is meaningful. "

With sincere words, Hirano Toda turned his head and took a look—behind him, there was a scene in full swing. The members of the logistics team are taking care of the old, weak, sick and disabled citizens. The new team members are training, and a commando team composed of police and some able-bodied men is planning the next assault. The members of the propaganda team formed by Saya Gaocheng are calming the civilians and encouraging newcomers who can fight.

Although it looks messy, nondescript, and even a bit ridiculous. However, everyone is serious about doing what they can. It is rare to see despair and anxiety on the faces of these people. In other words, hope.

Hope can be felt in them.

Thinking about this, Hirano Toda looked to the front again... There was a chaotic and dark city, streets, and countless zombies.

"Understood? Hirano" sincerely patted his shoulder: "Hope, we retain a little hope. Although it is very small, it seems a little insignificant in this darkness, but this is what we can do in this era. The best and the best thing to do."

"Yes, yes! Former captain of the battlefield!"

I don't know if it was because Hirano Toda was easily moved, or because of other reasons. After listening to these words sincerely, the tears of this guy couldn't stop streaming down. Looking at the original sincere expression on the battlefield, it has become as eager as it is-it is just like looking at the savior in the last days.

Feel his emotions sincerely. He patted his shoulder again for encouragement. This very ordinary movement shocked Hirano Toda's body. Become more eager.

Sincerely know, sincere also understand. Under no unexpected circumstances, this fat man will become his diehard.

It is not just him. As time goes by, the situation gets worse and worse, and more people will regard themselves as the leader, as the savior, or even worship as God.

The premise is that he can continue to maintain the current leadership and lead them to live well in this troubled world.

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Chapter 29 Bridge Defense

"That's it, my players! You did a great job!" Sincerely holding up the horn, shouting to them:

"All those who can be saved have been saved by us! Our mission has been temporarily completed. We have a clear conscience, and we have achieved a heroic career! So, now, we can retreat temporarily without any scruples!"

The sincere words of Zhanchangyuan made these people who were still a little confused. Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but many people felt unwilling like Hirano Toda before.

"We have saved all the survivors closest to us!" Sincerely continued to explain loudly:

"Yes! I believe there are still many people trapped in their homes or elsewhere-but unfortunately, we don't have enough strength to find and rescue them.

In other words, our primary purpose now is to save ourselves, save our group, the largest group of survivors in the Japanese archipelago! Zhanchangyuan said sincerely and loudly: