"Knight's Chief...... Let's call for help on the radio channel, the brothers really can't hold on! A Templar wiped the sweat from his face and looked up at the Misty Eye.

But Fog Eye just shook his head, if he called for help on the open world radio channel...... It may not be the reinforcements of the mutual aid associations that are waiting for them, but the big conglomerates that regard the mutual aid associations as a thorn in the flesh, and the real reinforcements may be attacked by the enemy on the way.

Holding on to it must be the end of the total annihilation, these zombies can't be killed at all, and, as the fierce battle progresses, more and farther zombies are still being attracted by a steady stream.

At present, there is still a glimmer of hope, which is to find a way to break out!

Foggy looked at the zombies all over the mountains, to be honest...... Breaking through, the odds of success are not much higher than the five million in the old days when buying lottery tickets......

But it's better than staying here and waiting for death.

I don't know why, Fog Eye suddenly thought of the heretic who he led people to surround the radiation zone a few days ago, and he didn't have an idea, and it didn't take long for him to stand in the position of the besieged.

"Everyone, pay attention to ammunition and supplies, and prepare for a breakthrough!" Fog Eye ordered loudly, Hearing this, everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, what does it mean to break through, they really know very well in their hearts Among these dozens of people, there may not be one who can return to the Steel City alive.

"Light and heavy machine guns for cover, the others bring all the ammunition, throw all the cumbersome things, prepare grenades and melee weapons, we will inevitably have to fight this group of monsters sooner or later!" Misty Eye continued, jumping off the roof of the house, dragging out an arms box from the back seat of an SUV, kicking it open with a grease grenade full of "Divine Punishment I" frets from Steel City.

The gap in the guns in the City of Steel is not huge, so the first thing the Mutual Aid Society repaired was a few ammo production lines, and one player, an engineer, used the scrap metal that can be found everywhere in the City of Steel to craft this special fragmentation grenade, named "Divine Punishment I".

The internal filling of the Divine Punishment Type 1 grenade is irregular sharp metal fragments and high explosives, except for the shortcomings of some unstable power due to the charge problem, the metal fragments flying around during the explosion are enough to tear the skin of the F-class mutant creatures, and to deal with zombies, it is even more explosive.

Before, the zombies were all outside the throwing range of grenades, and these boxes of grenades were useless, but now if you want to break through, you still have to rely on the power of these grenades.

Misteye grabbed three grenades and stuffed them into the pocket of his tactical vest, while several nearby Templars also leaned in, each with a few grenades.

The vehicles that can still be driven in the toll booth include a pickup truck, an off-road vehicle, two modified vans with steel plates and barbed wire welded on the outside, and an SUV on the wasteland.

There are five cars in total, but there are nearly 100 players in the toll booth, which means that almost half of them will have to break through on foot......

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The camera pans back to the Iron City, the southern area of the military port, the cathedral, the second floor.

"So you've been locked up in this room by Saman since that night and never gone out?"

Yin Fei nodded: "Well, the key to the door is only owned by the Bishop...... If...... If the Bishop ...... Want...... Want...... If he wanted me, he would come to my room himself...... There is a separate bathroom in the room, and food and drinking water are usually sent in from the opening of the door. ”

Yin Fei's door did have a small movable door, just the size to allow a tray to enter and exit, but this design inexplicably reminded Qi Lin of the detention centers and prisons in the old days.

"And when does he usually come to you?" Qi Lin continued to ask.

“…… I do not know...... It depends on the mood of Lord Saman, sometimes he comes several times a day, and sometimes he doesn't come once for several days......" Although Yin Fei's face was red and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's chirping, her words were still relatively clear.

"And when was the last time he came, and how long has he been with you?"

Regarding this question, Yin Fei hesitated shyly for a long time before she said: "Last time, it was yesterday evening, and I didn't leave until the early hours of this morning...... I, I took a shower, I went offline to eat, and then I went online again, and I was ......."

"You met me, didn't you? Tsk, from evening to early morning, this old thing's physical strength is not bad" Qi Lin noticed that there was a faint strange smell in the air in the room, and he hadn't reacted yet, but now that Yin Fei said this, he could tell that it was a volatile smell after the mixing of male and female body fluids.

Being teased by Qi Lin like this, Yin Fei lowered her head deeply, and her eyes stayed on the messy sheets, however, in this way, a few unsightly marks on the sheets just entered her sight, making her even more ashamed.

After five or six minutes, seeing that Qi Lin no longer asked questions, Yin Fei, who had slightly returned to normalcy, plucked up her courage, raised her head slightly, and looked at Qi Lin who was pacing back and forth in the bedroom.

"You...... Are you going to ...... Assassinate the Bishop? ”

"Why, if I say yes, are you going to stop me?" Qi Lin glanced at her.

"No, no, no ......"

"Then you're in love with that old man?" Qi Lin tilted his head, although this seems to be nonsense, but it is not impossible After all, as long as you know that there is also a term called "Stockholm syndrome".

"How could it be! I—How could I?"

"Then do you hate him?"

At this moment, Yin Fei was silent.

After a long time, she said with some uncertainty: "I...... I don't know...... Although, at first, I did hate the Bishop, I hated his atrocities, his abuse, his captivity...... But, then I thought, I can't escape anyway...... In this world, there are many women like me who are much worse off the outside than me...... On the contrary, here, I can at least have no worries about food and clothing...... Don't worry about mutated creatures breaking into your home at night......"

As she spoke, Yin Fei suddenly sobbed, her thin shoulders swaying one by one.

Qi Lin was a little dumbfounded, this was indeed a situation that he hadn't considered before, as a girl with a high degree of education, who adhered to atheism, and was subjected to Saman's atrocities, it was naturally impossible to believe in the bullshit and bullshit dogma of the mutual aid society, but this was such a person, but she said that she didn't hate her Samani bishop, but was used to the current life......

Qi Lin thought about it, and it didn't seem that anything was wrong...... In this day and age, it is commonplace for women to exchange their bodies for survival resources, and from this point of view, Infei is a rather lucky guy......

It seems that if this is made public, it will not be evidence of the sin of the mutual aid society...... Instead, it might attract a large group of women who thought they were quite attractive to rush into the door of Samman's bedroom.

However, Qi Lin still found a key breakthrough, even if Yin Fei is not disgusted with the current life, but as long as his younger brother, who is now a knight chief, is not a purebred beast, he will never tolerate his sister becoming one of the many playthings of a god stick old man in order to survive, and what Qi Lin wants to do is ...... A gentle push behind the younger brother's back. 2k reading web