The most hateful thing is the tunnel excavated by Wu Long, which is like a big horn. The sound of corpses howling from outside the field enters the tunnel, and from the tunnel enters the lower city. The people in the city are like mice in a loudspeaker, enjoying zombies singing dialect songs with amplifiers. What a torment!
The Heavenly Father can testify that this is not a pleasant sound. The human soul seems to have an instinctive fear of the screams of zombies, which is like a dark cloud pressing on top of its head, and it is unknown when it will turn into a gust of wind and rain.
The adults in the city were able to maintain restraint, but those half grown children and those who were slightly older were all scared to pee. Unfortunately, at this moment, no one dared to make a sound to attract the zombies, and all the parents covered their children's mouths, even if they were to hold their children to death, they dared not let go at all.
This is definitely a torment to human nature, and the people in the city have never felt this kind of disfort.
The howling of zombies is still unbearable, not the most deadly, but the stench of corpses is definitely fatal.
Thousands of zombies gathered together, and the stench of decay carried by these guys who had died for many years was almost suffocating. A ten year old first-generation zombie is equivalent to a stink bomb carrying the plague. Intimate contact can cause a normal person to faint in just a few minutes, thus infecting the plague.
The current situation is that there are hundreds of thousands of zombies densely packed in the wilderness, which are just tens of thousands of biochemical stink bombs. The stench is simply soaring into the sky.
The stench of corpses slowly entered the lower city along the corridor, and then gradually spread. There are too many zombies, and the zombie tide is so high that the air circulation system in the lower city cannot dilute the stench of zombies.
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