Boom!
As the vanguard of the zombie tide entered the shooting range, the major mercenary groups were of course unceremonious and opened fire immediately.
The bombardment of hand cannons and the strafing of Ripper rifles took place in succession. The zombies rushing in front fell one after another.
The members of the third-level mercenary group are definitely the elite among mercenaries. In addition, they just experienced a multi-million-level zombie wave battle last night.
In the current battlefield, these mercenary groups really don't have much pressure, and they even feel more relaxed.
Of course, this is not their illusion, it is indeed the case.
On the one hand, this is because the zombie density of a zombie wave of 20,000 zombies cannot be compared with a zombie wave of one million levels.
On the other hand, because it is daytime now, and it is also the noon time when the sun is the brightest, the combat effectiveness of these zombies has dropped by more than 20% compared to usual.
Of course, there is one thing that cannot be compared with yesterday's war.
That is the current ammunition, which is all prepared by themselves, and the quantity is still limited.
This resulted in these mercenary groups not daring to spend their money so unscrupulously.
For example, when bombing with hand cannons, they not only have to choose the place with the most zombies, but they also have to discuss it with the team next door to avoid wasting two shells landing in the same place.
Even when using the Ripper rifle to fire, a bunch of bullets would pass by. To slightly reduce the pressure, you have to switch to burst mode and fire one shot at a time.
Even those combat robots all turned on the melee mode at this time and stood in front, slashing with machetes instead of turning on machine guns to shoot.
In this case, they save ammunition, but the efficiency of killing kills will naturally decrease.
Lin Xinghai stood on the top floor of the shopping mall, watching this scene with a calm expression. Although the limited ammunition would limit the performance of the major mercenary groups, it was enough to deal with such a scene.
He didn't even have any intention of intervening.
The battle was fierce, and batches of zombies were harvested, but more zombies joined the battlefield.
Time passed slowly, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour.
The battle soon lasted for a full hour. At this time, the major mercenary groups were still fighting fiercely on the first front, and the zombie tide had not yet been able to break through this line of defense.
But Lin Xinghai had to order a retreat, because the zombie corpses piled up outside the defense line were already as high as a hill. The zombies behind climbed over the "corpse mountain" and rushed down from top to bottom. The mercenaries below the defense line would attack.
It will be very difficult to kill.
As the retreat order was issued, each mercenary group retreated in an orderly manner under the cover of artillery fire.
In the temporary command post, Lin Xinghai looked at a soldier in charge of intelligence collection and asked: "How many zombies have been killed so far? What are our casualties?"
"Reporting to the commander, a total of 82,832 zombies were killed. 8 people were injured, 1 was killed, and 2,080 combat robots were damaged." The soldier reported quickly.
Lin Xinghai rubbed his forehead. The number of zombies they had killed now exceeded the maximum zombie tide estimated by the staff.
And it's far from over yet. There are still more than 50,000 corpses besieging their outpost outside.
Moreover, the three "predators" were still roaring continuously, calling for other zombies to come over.
Even in order to speed up the efficiency of calling zombies, the three "hunters" have been separated and roared in three different directions.
"Let the mercenary group below think of ways to save bullets, and this battle will probably continue to be fought."
"If we want to end it, either our bullets will run out. Or we will kill all the zombies nearby. Those hunters will no longer be able to summon other zombies." Lin Xinghai sighed softly.
Said in one breath.
After hearing this, everyone else in the temporary command post was helpless, because this was not a question of whether they could defeat him or not, but who could kill the other party first.
"That's right." Lin Xinghai seemed to have thought of something and ordered: "The mechas of the major mercenary groups are important combat forces. Don't let them idle. While we are changing the defense line now, go out and kill them all.
Bo, use cold weapons to fight, and it can save me a wave of bullets."
As the order was issued, mechas rushed out of the shopping mall at the clearing point.
At first, everyone didn't think it was anything. After all, it was a very common phenomenon for mechas to come out to kill the corpses, especially for the weak first- and second-level mercenary groups. This scene often happened.
But at this time, as more and more mechas rushed out, an emotion called shock gradually filled everyone's hearts.
You must know that they have a total of 20 mercenary groups here, including 15 third-level mercenary groups. Each mercenary group has five mechas. There are 75 mechas here alone.
Coupled with the remaining second-level mercenary groups and several mechas from the quick reaction force, there were hundreds of mechas rushing out at this time.
Each mecha weighs more than ten tons, and hundreds of mechas charge together. Just the rumbling sound of stepping on the ground has an overwhelming feeling.
"This is really spectacular. I have mentioned before that the military should form a mecha brigade. Unfortunately, there was not enough funds to expand the shelter at that time, so the matter was dropped."
"I didn't expect that we could see it here today. If we had pulled up a mecha team like this when the zombie wave broke out last night, maybe we wouldn't have to fight so hard." Zhang Yue said with emotion on his face.
Lin Xinghai looked at hundreds of mechas rushing into the tide of zombies, just like an elephant rushing into an ant nest. He could trample a few zombies to death with one step, and kill ten more with a single slash of the weapon in his hand.
A few zombies.
The efficiency of killing zombies with hundreds of mechas combined is actually not much slower than that of more than 5,000 mercenaries.
"If such a mecha team could be formed, the combat power would indeed be terrifying. But under the circumstances last night, it was simply impossible to form such a mecha team." Lin Xinghai shook his head after looking at it for a moment.
"The defense line was very tight yesterday. If the mechas of these mercenary groups are removed, believe it or not, the defense line will collapse in less than half an hour."
"As for being able to create a mecha brigade today, it's because the entire mercenary guild and more than half of the third-level mercenary groups are here. If it were normal, how could such a scene happen."
"What's more, in the face of such a large zombie wave, mechas can only be used as a backup force. After all, driving a mecha puts too much pressure on the senses, and it is impossible to sustain a long battle for several hours."
Lin Xinghai said.
Zhang Yue opened his mouth, but found that what Lin Xinghai said was right and there was no way to refute it.
Within 15 minutes of the mecha battle, Lin Xinghai asked them to retreat. Mechas, such an important force, should still be in good condition.
And with these 15 minutes of respite, the condition of all the mercenaries has improved a lot.
But as the zombie wave reached the second line of defense, the battle fell into a tense state again.
This chapter has been completed!