Before Li Cang had time to think about it, a violent current noise suddenly came from Qiao Shasha's walkie-talkie, interrupting the busy conversation of several people.
Almost at the same time, the wrecking ball of the second large pendulum outside the defense circle pulled half of the broken mechanical arm and the leaking hydraulic pipe and flew diagonally into the dense group of corpses, rumbling and rolling, and walked out. A bloody road nearly a hundred meters long slowly came to a stop.
Each piece of glass in the cabs of the four large pendulums is actually welded with horizontal fences, but they are outside the defensive circle. Only this means is not worth mentioning against the number of walking corpses.
The reason why the big pendulum went out of control was because the cab, well, the entire car body was covered with zombies, and you couldn't even tell that it was a car at all.
The zombies frantically crashed into the cab, violently shaking the multi-ton crane with their flesh and blood bodies. As a result, the crane arm that shook into a sieve was directly torn apart under the huge inertia of the 4-and-a-half-ton wrecking ball.
The crane was pulled and rolled for several weeks, lying on the ground.
Although these rolls crushed many zombies, the strength of the cab could no longer withstand the fatal secondary damage. The side doors were twisted and deformed, revealing a gap as wide as an arm.
Li Cang has sharp eyes,
"Brother Big Corpse, go over there and save people!"
The big corpse brother jumped down with a roar, his huge body stood out from the crowd, and he moved upstream among the corpses like cutting grass——
The speed is as high as 0.28m/s!
Every time it waved its arms and raised its legs, several zombies fell down at the same time, and the unlucky ones were simply torn to pieces.
But this gap will immediately be filled by the tide of zombies from behind, so you can pretend that nothing happened.
Even if he really couldn't rush forward, it was already a miracle that Big Corpse Brother could still tenaciously advance one meter into the depth of the corpses.
After the electric sound passed, the driver's voice finally came from the intercom.
"Don't fucking come over, don't come over at all, I'm dead, don't worry about me!"
Several large pendulum vehicles are at a straight-line distance of 70 to 80 meters from the embankment defense circle. If they go deep into the corpses, any problem is equivalent to being sentenced to death.
"Stop talking nonsense, you can't die!"
"Start the airdrop! The excavators and forklifts are ready to charge. Those who have chainsaws in their hands, put on protective gear and come to the front! Follow me and rush to save people! Over there with the big pendulum, who else has a machine that can hold up quickly? Can’t stand anymore?”
The airdrop package, which was bundled with reinforced concrete from the remains of the building, fell headlong into the group of corpses, covering an area of more than ten square meters. No walking corpse below was spared.
If the airdrop package disintegrates in the air in a very respectable manner, then it will not be difficult at all to double or triple this number.
Dozens of airdrop packages were all smashed, and forklifts and excavators rumbled towards the battlefield.
This is not the Battle of Versailles where the ancient masters fought against each other with their miraculous skills. If necessary, as the defender, the building side is willing to lower its IQ to the level of a zombie, and then use the same thing as a dime. Defeat them using tactics that don't change the soup or dressing.
Simple and crude, but effective.
While the smoke and dust were everywhere, a group of strong men wearing ugly and heavy anti-scratch protective gear, portable chain saws and goggles gathered together. There were about forty people in total, and they rushed in after the tail of the forklift in front.
Dozens of heavy machinery opened the road at the same time, crushing and pushing, while the chain saw team behind them checked for deficiencies and made up for them. The scene was very satisfying.
As for the chainsaw team that wears full-body protective gear and stacks armor on their teeth, I don’t know which crazy guy came up with this idea. It’s really an amazing force.
Heavy machinery ahead crushed the tide of corpses. The chainsaws of various types in their hands emitted black smoke, leaving only fragments wherever they passed.
It doesn't matter even if he is knocked down by a walking zombie. No matter how strong the ugly walking zombie is, he does not grow bone armor, bone spurs and half-foot-long cone-shaped nails like the big zombie brother. The only thing he can rely on is bite level 1 and thick protective gear.
I don't care about this at all. As long as the chain saw doesn't cut myself and my teammates, there is always a chance to stand up and continue masturbating.
Lao Wang was fascinated by what he saw, and kept poking in their direction with his finger.
"I'm knocking, come back and give me a dozen of these things!!"
The Chainsaw Squad is very good at making seconds, but its only shortcoming is seconds.
The chain failure and overheating of the machine limited its endurance. The team members obviously knew this. They followed the forklift team to the big pendulum and stopped going deeper. After rescuing people, they returned directly.
The excited voice of the driver of the forklift team spread through the intercom throughout the defense circle.
"It's empty. It's empty behind the corpses. We can already see the border from our side!"
"real?"
"Hold the grass..."
The late report from the observer on the top floor of the commercial building confirmed the forklift driver's words.
"There are no more zombies coming from the outside. Moreover, it is estimated that the number we have cleared has exceeded half of the total number of zombies this time."
...
On the seventh day after Li Cang arrived on this floating island, the final crackdown was still going on.
There are only a few walking corpses left, just hanging on for a breath, but finding a fortune in the middle can be considered a surprise.
Li Cang has no interest in him,
"I suggest you dig it out somewhere and bury it somewhere."
emmm, to a certain extent, this guy can barely be considered a half-pimp...
Qian Ming, who was a mess with snot and tears, fainted when he heard this.
Who would have thought that he was so full of pride at that time that he could not even climb a cliff of more than a thousand meters in the end?
There are more than a dozen semi-trailer trucks parked on the cliff side of Floating Island, and they are all empty.
All members of Team 17 arrived at the scene and were busy collecting and dismantling the pulleys and ropes erected on the cliff side with others.
For this, Li Cang paid dozens of fate coins.
Theoretically speaking, the coins were paid to everyone on the island as the price of these supplies, but since he wanted to hand over the control of the coins to Qiao Shasha, others would naturally keep their opinions obediently.
"Hello!"
Qiao Shasha was dressed for the penthouse party that night. Her whole figure was like a milled gem, beautiful, dazzling and shining.
The little aunt pointed to the shadow of the praying coin on her arm:
【129.87.446.0707】
The newly appeared "discussion group" includes everyone on the island, and there is a separate secondary directory marked "17".
Li Cang nodded to express his understanding, and then hugged his little aunt generously.
"Let's go, little aunt."
Qiao Shasha smiled brightly,
"Okay, great nephew."
The big corpse brother used a very inelegant gesture to hold Li Cang under his arm with one hand, and jumped off the cliff with the remaining rope.
Qiao Shasha smiled as she watched two unusually small floating islands slowly enter the ring-shaped debris floating zone outside the giant floating island.
She twisted out a green coin and played with it, pouting resentfully, and suddenly remembered something and entered text in the prayer interface:
[Qiao Shasha: My eldest nephew has gone to find his poems and the sea. Sure enough, he still thinks my mother’s water is not enough? 】
【Cang:......】
Heizi's muffled voice came from behind,
"Sister Sha, private chat, private chat, why did you post it to the big group!!"
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The prayer interface is not a real chat group, there is no dog head emoticon package, and there is no withdrawal function.
