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Chapter 1868 Fortress

The ghoul is just the first one. Across the sea, the major forces still have time to react.

Many small alliances began to spontaneously form two major military alliances, the Emerald Alliance in the south and the Gemstone Alliance in the north.

The Allied Powers and the Entente Powers do not target each other, but only target the monster forces of the third party.

This is the result of church coordination.

Although he was secretly ostracized, on the surface the church still had to do some personnel work.

Otherwise, no one will listen in the future.

The two major forces established regular naval patrols along the main waterways.

Wen Rensheng looked at this civilization like a worm facing danger, and began to instinctively shrink his body to resist the risk.

Can they resist the fusion of many worlds?

You must know that each of these worlds has its own destructive forces. This civilization must be able to resist it in order to have a chance to deal with the stronger disaster principal.

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There are more and more radiation ghouls, and they finally escape from the island.

With the help of the ocean currents, they took advantage of the darkness to break through the blockade of the ships of the two major forces, the Alliance and the Entente, and arrived on the southern land.

"Monster!" A village was attacked. The villagers picked up the second-hand tattered rifles that had been issued long ago and began to resist.

However, their resistance failed.

Because they didn't expect that after the zombies, there would be mutant cockroaches.

There are so many monsters crawling on the ground.

Not the sparse firepower of a rifle can stop it.

Only a dozen young men who usually went to the sea to fish came out of the village.

They came to the nearby fortress to report the news.

The fortress major was shocked when he heard this.

"I didn't expect the monster to land so soon? Send a report immediately." He said to the adjutant.

"We haven't verified the authenticity of the news yet," the adjutant said.

"This must be true. No one would joke about their own arm or the death of a loved one!" The major glanced at the dozen or so people. Some of them had injured their arms and had only been bandaged briefly.

If this is also false, then I really don’t know what these people want to do by reporting false news.

The adjutant immediately went to send the report.

Wen Rensheng nodded, this major can be promoted.

He imposes a lucky 5 on the opponent.

This lucky 5 can guarantee that the opponent will save five times and die.

If he still can't grow after five death saves, forget it. It means that the world has not placed too much luck on him.

Many heroes actually died too early and did not grow up.

They are really no worse than others, they are just a little bit less lucky.

Some people are stronger, but lose because of luck. This is not what Wen Rensheng wants to see.

After the major of the fortress sent the report, he had a dozen villagers resettled, and then sent messengers to start issuing emergency evacuation orders to surrounding villages and towns, as well as orders to recruit civilian laborers.

The messenger quickly rode away.

The major then asked the soldiers to start arranging their weapons and preparing for battle, and divided some people to start preparing the trenches and widening and deepening the trenches.

Put wood into the trench and connect the oil pipeline to try to burn it for a longer time.

Gasoline is highly volatile and cannot be poured into the trench until the enemy is close.

It didn't take long, only half a day later, at the fortress located on the main traffic road, a large shadow was seen in the distance.

The corpses follow the villagers.

They waved their arms and walked staggeringly, at about half the speed of ordinary people, and there were about hundreds of them.

This made the major relieved.

There are 350,000 rounds of ammunition and 300 rounds of artillery shells stored in the fortress. This is just a small fortress.

Large fortresses stock tens of millions of rounds of ammunition and tens of thousands of artillery shells.

After all, the civilized world has entered the industrial age.

"Snipers fire freely, the first company is ready to fire a salvo! The second company is ready, and the third company is resting. The artillery company is ready for shells." The major issued the order in an orderly manner.

There are four companies in the entire fortress, each company has 150 people. Counting the orderlies, there are about 700 people.

"boom!"

The first bullet was fired.

Hitting the bones in the ghoul's chest, the ghoul was directly knocked out by the bullet, knocking down his two companions.

"This hardness?" The sniper who fired the bullet was slightly surprised.

According to his combat experience, if this bullet hits a person, it will create a big hole, and the person will even split open.

Bullets generally penetrate the human body and will not cause impact.

This is somewhat different from the information I saw before.

It was said before that the zombie could be easily killed with a rifle, but now, his sniper rifle uses special bullets and cannot kill him directly.

It seems that as they stay in this world for a long time, they start to strengthen automatically.

Did he absorb the power of tranquility?

The sniper removed his distracting thoughts and aimed at the second ghoul. This time he chose the opponent's head.

Generally speaking, snipers rarely shoot directly at the head, because the head target is still too small.

The bullet passed through the face, the head exploded, and the ghoul fell.

This gave the sniper a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not as strong as the armored train.

There were armored trains at the end of the 19th century, but tanks did not appear because the development of gasoline and diesel engines was not perfect enough.

Bullets were fired one after another, but the sniper's rate of fire was still slow. Soon the ghouls were approaching the first line of defense: a deep and wide trench.

It is three meters deep and five meters wide. The side facing the fortress is specially designed with a shooting area. The fortress is condescending and can shoot to every part of the trench, ensuring that it will not be used by the enemy.

Driven by instinct, the ghouls fell directly into the ditch.

But they are not completely stupid. They are crowded together, so when a dozen of them are pressed underneath, the other ghouls can get over smoothly.

The infantrymen opened fire, and their bullets were accurate because they had been specially trained for the position of the trench.

The bullets turned the corpse's skin into a pile of tatters, exposing its pale bones.

But unless you hit them directly in the head, they can still move.

The fortress major and soldiers were not surprised at all, because they had also seen many cases of disabled people being able to move under the power of tranquility.

They shoot steadily and hide in the safe and thick concrete and steel fortress. Shooting enemies without long-range attack capabilities will give people the joy of target practice and hunting.

Soon the soldiers began to compete spontaneously. Everyone bet that whoever hit more heads would get a free drink at night, while others had to use their own rations.

The Major of the Fortress adopted a tacit attitude towards this.

It's better to let them relax first and not get too nervous.

But soon, when the first five-meter-tall Death Claw charged with bullets, everyone began to get nervous.

This thing is quite fast, comparable to a car traveling 40 kilometers.

At the end of the 19th century, around 1880, three-wheeled vehicles equipped with gasoline engines appeared.

It's just that the speed is still very slow.

But the speed of 40 kilometers per hour is very fast in human eyes.

The trench couldn't stop this thing at all. It was quite intelligent and jumped over directly.

Hundreds of meters of obstacles and barbed wire are no match for it.

"We should dig ten meters deep."

"It was you who said that digging two meters would be enough."

It is too shallow when used and too deep when digging.

Deathclaw paid the price of being bruised and wounded and rushed to the fortress.

It quickly found the muzzle of the machine gun, then stretched out its paw to pull out the machine gun.

Fortunately, at this time, the sniper had already found its weak point, promptly switched to armor-piercing bullets, and shot at its neck joint.

Deathclaw falls.

The fortress was restored to safety.


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