In recent days, the cloud cover has become thicker and thicker, and the temperature has dropped a lot.

At night, the outdoor temperature even reached minus five or six degrees.

It's a little warmer in the cellar, it can reach three or four degrees above zero.

The wine that Blackhand discovered before is also useful. At least in the cold weather, a few sips can warm the body occasionally.

Zheng Shiwu was lying in his sleeping bag, closing his eyes and thinking about things.

It has not rained for four or five months, and the drought is severe.

The northwest base has encountered a water shortage problem, but at least they can replenish the water source through melting water from snow mountains and artificial rainfall.

I don’t know how the oil city solves the water shortage problem...

They have been here for a month, and almost every two or three days they will report to Oil City on the latest developments in the northwest.

There has been no major movement in the northwest for a month.

But...he didn't gain anything from staying here.

He did figure out the rules of the guard posts on duty at the northwest base. He knew the number of people on duty at each point, the time of guard changes, and even some hidden posts around him.

In order to record the location of these sentries, the time of guard changing, etc., he also made special records so that he would have something to hand over to them when he returned to Oil City.

The cold wind howled.

The baffles in the cellar above rattled in the cold wind.

A bit of cold wind blows down from the gap between the entrance and exit above, replacing the fresh air in the cellar.

Zheng Shiwu was very relaxed huddled in his sleeping bag. He was wearing a mink hat all over his body, even on his head.

The wind outside was very loud, as if it was destroying the world.

A sharp contrast to the silence in the cellar.

Listening to the wind, Zheng Shiwu slowly fell into sleep.

.........

The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and not a trace of moonlight could shine on the earth.

The whole land was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Due to lack of water, large tracts of trees have died all over the mountains and plains.

The ground is covered with withered yellow leaves.

Even at night, there is a hint of dryness and decay in the air.

In the dark night, zombies use their excellent sense of smell to capture water vapor in the air and walk in the direction where the water vapor is blowing.

Nam Van Lake.

The water level has dropped by 0.5 meters.

There is a sentry tower built out of shipping containers on the shore.

The entire sentry tower is about 8 meters high and is made of more than a dozen iron containers.

The containers on the bottom floor are all filled with sand to stabilize the sentry tower.

Through the thick iron railing, Luo Gui looked outside with night vision goggles on his head.

This window faces the woods on the shore.

Because the woods on the shore are close to Nam Van Lake, there is no shortage of water and they are not dry.

In the dark woods, rustling sounds came from inside.

One after another, zombies came out of the woods and jumped into the lake.

Bang bang bang!

Hearing this voice, Luo Gui took a few steps back.

He knew that there must be wall-climbing zombies climbing onto the sentry tower again.

Sure enough, he just took two steps back.

A hand stretched out from the railing. The arm of the wall-climbing zombie was very slender, as big as a child's arm.

I saw a wall-climbing zombie hanging outside the iron railing, roaring at Luo Gui.

The physical characteristics of wall-climbing zombies no longer resemble humans, but more like an orangutan.

The legs become shorter and the hands become more slender.

Luo Gui picked up a spear from the side and pointed it at the head of the wall-climbing zombie.

He stabbed the wall-climbing zombie hard in the head.

Phew!

The sharp spear pierced the zombie's head.

Pull it out.

Some red and white mucus was brought out.

Wall-climbing zombie, die!

But this wall-climbing zombie held on to the iron railing with its hands and feet and kept the same movement after death and did not fall.

Luo Gui used a spear to separate the zombie's arms and legs, and pushed the zombie's body down with a spear.

Boom!

It fell heavily to the ground below.

Ho ho ho ho!

The zombies below saw the corpse of their companion and swarmed up to eat it without hesitation.

This wall-climbing zombie was cut into pieces by five horses. In less than two minutes, there was only a pool of black slime on the ground.

An ordinary zombie was eating the arm of a wall-climbing zombie. After taking a bite, it was snatched away by other ordinary zombies swarming over.

One of the tallest power-type zombies was holding the wall-climbing zombie's head and gnawing at it.

Zombies all like to eat heads, whether they are eating human heads or the same kind.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Brother Luo, killed another wall-climbing zombie?" Behind Luo Gui, a man came with a flashlight.

Luo Gui turned around and saw Zhang Zhisheng, nodded and said:

"Well, how are you doing there?"

Zhang Zhisheng spread his hands and said: "It's still the same as last night, but there are more and more zombies in Nanwan Lake recently, tsk tsk..."

"I just looked at the lake, and there were zombies rolling one after another. Brother Luo, why do these zombies like water so much? I'm worried about whether the water soaked by so many zombies can still be used..."

Luo Gui thought for a while and said:

"I don't know, but the water soaked by zombies can still be used after treatment... Otherwise, what is the point of building this water plant?"

"That's right."

Zhang Zhisheng nodded and said:

"Fortunately, the main building of the water plant is built in the trading market. Otherwise, it would be built on the side of Nanwan Lake, and the treated clean water source may not be transported to the trading market, and it may be contaminated by zombies again."

Luo Gui put the spear back to its original position, "The senior leaders must have thought more carefully than us. What time is it? Let A Dong and the others come over to change the guard."

"It's almost 2:30, I'll go call them." Zhang Zhisheng said.

"Um."

........

The long and terrifying night is torture for many people.

But when the night passes, the bright sunshine cannot be welcomed.

The sky covered with clouds was still a bit gray even at seven or eight in the morning.

The sky now is overcast with clouds, as if it is about to rain.

It gives people a feeling of suffocation and breathlessness, which makes people feel heavy and unhappy.

Trading Market North District.

prison.

All members of the Dark Night Faction, except Zheng Yi, who had been imprisoned for a night, were released.

Murong Feng, the leader of the Dark Night Sect, looked at the gloomy sky with dark circles under his eyes.

This gloomy sky was similar to his mood at the moment.

A torturous night!

Zheng Yi made a big mistake when he was drunk, but Oil City did not hold other members of their Dark Night Sect accountable.
To be continued...