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Liu Long is dead, and most of the common people have abandoned the camp. It seems that Li Nan is not having an easy time right now!
The camp has been destroyed, leaving no safe haven, and the heavy losses among the combat personnel mean that subsequent support is also lacking. Given the current state of the camp, Li Nan cannot help but feel worried.
Mo Xiaohui leaned close to Li Nan and asked softly, "What should we do now? Should we return to the camp?"
Li Nan nodded, "With nightfall approaching, we should make do for tonight. I will come up with a solution as soon as possible!"
Mo Xiaohui understood and said no more. In this situation, it was not something one person could reverse; it required collective effort.
Fatty hunched over and followed behind, while Old Zhou walked at the back. He turned around and spat on Liu Long's corpse, cursing under his breath, "Old bastard, you got off easy!"
At that moment, Li Nan shouted ahead, "Bury that corpse to prevent any plague from spreading!"
Old Zhou immediately nodded and replied, "Alright, I'll take care of it!"
As he spoke, Old Zhou turned back. However, without any tools at hand, he simply drew out a dagger from behind him. After much effort, he managed to dismember Liu Long's body and tossed the pieces away.
During this time, zombies occasionally wandered nearby. Old Zhou threw a piece of flesh directly at one of them. As the zombie bent down to gnaw on the meat, Old Zhou suddenly raised his gun and fired a shot that pierced through the zombie's shoulder.
Old Zhou cursed again and fired another shot but still missed its head.
"Damn it! I don't believe I can't kill you!" He then fired a third shot, which finally hit its mark, penetrating the forehead of the zombie that was eating.
In an instant, the zombie's head exploded like a burst watermelon—red flesh, green rind, and white meat splattered everywhere in a chaotic display.
Old Zhou felt pleased with himself. "Damn it! If I don't show you some real power, you'll never know how many eyes your lord has!"
Just as Old Zhou was in a good mood, several more zombies stumbled out from the path and rushed towards him!
Seeing that there were five or six Zombies, Old Zhou weighed the bullets in his gun and immediately turned to flee; this situation was beyond his ability to handle.
Li Nan led Mo Xiaohui and two or three dozen elderly citizens toward the camp.
Along the way, Li Nan spoke to the old man Qin behind him, "I am not Liu Long or Gao Hu. I won't do what they did. For now, let's just get through tonight. As for tomorrow at the camp, we'll talk about that when it comes."
Old Man Qin nodded, "I've lived a long life and can tell what kind of person someone is at a glance. I trust you!"
Li Nan laughed heartily, "Old man, your insight is sharp! But tell me, what kind of person do you think I am?"
Old Man Qin shook his head, "That's hard to say!"
Fatty chimed in teasingly, "Come on, Old Man Qin, just say it!"
Old Man Qin paused for a moment and then said, "You’re quite similar to Cao Cao from the Three Kingdoms—either a capable minister or a cunning villain; at least you're a leader of some sort!"
Li Nan grinned, "You're exaggerating, old man. I'm nothing compared to Wei Wudi; at most, I'm just a laborer struggling to survive!"
Just as Li Nan was speaking, Old Zhou caught up from behind, shouting, "Brother Nan! Brother Nan! A lot of Zombies are coming! So many Zombies!"
Li Nan turned around and saw Old Zhou looking disheveled. He scolded him, "What exactly happened? Explain clearly!"
Old Zhou took a deep breath and swallowed hard before saying, "I was thinking of chopping up Liu Long's body and throwing it away. But after walking just a few steps outside, I ran into a Zombie and shot it dead. I didn't expect that behind that Zombie, five or six more came rushing at me. They looked fierce! So I came to inform you!"
Fatty dismissed it casually, "So what if there are five or six Zombies? I can handle them alone!"
Li Nan waved his hand at Fatty and said, "It's definitely not just that!"
At that moment, five or six Zombies came rushing down the path behind Li Nan, and behind them was a dark mass, all shadows of Zombies.
Li Nan immediately shouted to Mo Xiaohui, "You and Lingdang'er take these civilians back to the camp. Let Bitter Melon assist you; I will hold them off!"
Fatty piped up, "I'll hold them off too!"
Li Nan glanced back and asked, "Is your body up for it?"
Fatty laughed, "I'm versatile; I'm good to go anytime! What's there to worry about?"
At the same time, A Fei stepped forward, "I can do it too!"
Li Nan chuckled heartily, "Alright then, brothers fighting alongside me—what's there to fear!"
Seeing Li Nan and the others so bold, Old Zhou immediately shrank back and said, "Uh, I'll go protect Sister Mo. If we don't keep an eye on these Common People, who knows when they might rebel again!"
Old Zhou was someone Li Nan had seen through; he wasn't particularly useful but not entirely useless either, so it was fine to keep him around.
Li Nan waved at Mo Xiaohui and the others, "Hurry back to the camp. Although it's been mostly destroyed, at least there's still a shell to protect you!"
Li Dapeng also wanted to stay and fight the Zombies but was stopped by Mo Xiaohui. "Now is not the time for you to show off. When you grow up, this kind of responsibility will be unavoidable!"
Qin Old Man's grandson Qin Lang also stopped Li Dapeng. "Hurry back! This isn't the time for us to be reckless!"
Li Dapeng looked reluctant but nodded and quickly followed Mo Xiaohui and the others back to the camp.
Seeing that the others had already fled, Li Nan hefted his Black Gold Blade and asked around, "So, how is it? Brothers, are you all ready?"
Fatty and A Fei nodded in agreement, "We've been ready for a long time. We were born to deal with Zombies; we can't miss this kind of scene!"
Li Nan laughed loudly, gripping the Black Gold Minghong Blade firmly, and charged forward.
At the same time, five or six Zombies that were chasing them rushed into view. Without hesitation, Li Nan swung his large blade, knocking the five or six Zombies over, then moved swiftly, executing several strikes that decapitated all of them.
Seeing Li Nan's fierce technique, Fatty chuckled, "Brother Nan, save some strength! Can't you see the dark mass behind us?"
Li Nan didn't respond and directly plunged into the horde of Zombies behind him, swinging his arms and creating a gust of wind.
Seeing Li Nan like this, Fatty didn't dare to slack off either. He hunched over and charged in as well. With only a Submachine Gun in hand, facing the tidal wave of Zombies, he knew it would be useless, so he used the Submachine Gun like a club, smashing and striking at the Zombies with decent effect.
A Fei slung the Submachine Gun on his back, holding a sharp stone in his left hand and a short piece of wood in his right. Like a fierce tiger drawn to blood, he charged forward without caring how ferocious the Zombies were—he was determined to fight. At this moment, it was all about survival!
The sky was getting darker, and the autumn wind howled past. On the open ground behind the camp, the stench of blood surged like a tide, choking the air!
Li Nan's Black Gold Minghong Blade had already turned dark red, soaked with Zombie blood and flesh. Meanwhile, the other two were also in a sorry state, sweat pouring down their foreheads as they relentlessly attacked the Zombies!
Li Nan kicked down seven or eight Zombies with one powerful kick. Then he swung his Black Gold Blade again, severing a line of heads. Before he could retract his blade, more Zombies surged towards him from both sides, arms flailing and fangs bared, eager to tear him apart. Unfortunately for them, their target was no ordinary person; at this moment, Li Nan was like Zhao Zilong from Changban Slope—he vowed not to return until every Zombie was slain!
Nearby, A Fei smashed his short piece of wood against one Zombie's head, causing it to explode and splatter yellowish matter everywhere.
A Fei cursed loudly, "You think you can gross me out? But I won't let you have your way; my life is tough!"
Not far away, Fatty grinned widely and said, "Your life can't be tougher than mine!"
After toppling one Zombie, A Fei threw his stone at another Zombie that stood frozen in place.
"Whether life is tougher than yours is hard to say, but my life is definitely tougher than yours!"
Hearing A Fei's words, Fatty burst out laughing, then his gaze wandered and he shouted loudly, "Watch out!"
As he spoke, A Fei suddenly felt a chill behind him. When he turned around, he saw a Zombie with its mouth wide open, aiming for the back of his neck.
However, that Zombie was already lifeless; there was a finger-sized black hole in its forehead. On the other side, Fatty raised his gun, seemingly showing off, and said, "I saved you, buddy!"
A Fei wasn't about to back down either. He immediately threw the short piece of wood in his hand, hitting a Zombie that was lunging at Fatty, and said, "You should take care of yourself!"
Fatty was momentarily speechless but quickly pulled out his gun and started shooting at the Zombies on either side.
The tide of Zombies was held back by Li Nan and the two other men, unable to advance even an inch. After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, there were still many Zombies left—almost half of them!
Li Nan charged into the heart of the Zombie horde with both the Black Gold Blade and Desert Eagle in hand, killing Zombies before they could get close. Beneath his feet lay a pile of Zombie corpses that had formed a small mountain.
Li Nan leaped up onto the mound of Zombie bodies and shouted, "Come on! Come on! Who dares to fight me again!"
With his loud shout, the surrounding Zombies were startled and all turned their hollow eyes toward Li Nan. Meanwhile, Fatty immediately gave a thumbs up and shouted, "Brother Nan is awesome! So awesome!"
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