In the rustling withered woods, a monster army composed of thousands of radiated cockroaches is moving rapidly forward with its membrane wings. In the buzzing scene stands a man wearing a wrinkled military uniform and carrying an old-fashioned M24 bolt-action sniper rifle.
The 'zombie' is looking coldly at the stronghold a few hundred meters away.
In the raging insect swarm, this human mutant stood out. Although it also had a shriveled body and an ugly appearance, its straight back and cold eyes exuded a serious and steady atmosphere.
Behind this military uniformed 'zombie', there are dozens of other 'zombie's' who are also armed. In comparison, the other 'zombie's appear scattered, disorderly, and have different shapes. The only thing that is the same is
Their deep-set eye sockets are all a strange red color, which is extremely scary in the dark night.
On the other side of the attacking insect wave stood several huge mutants. These huge guys were shaped like evil spirits, with ferocious faces, bodies like mountains of flesh, and arms like thick sticks. In their hands were dozens of kilograms of heavy machine guns.
The inside is as thick as a toothpick, and the leading mutant even carries a thick steel plate as a shield.
A steel shield of more than 100 kilograms was thrown towards the ground, smashing a passing radioactive cockroach into pieces. The corrosive cockroach body fluids splashed out, causing a burst of green smoke to appear from the mutant's feet.
"Damn reptiles." The leading mutant cursed, but didn't pay much attention to the corrosion scars on his feet. He shouted at the military-uniformed 'zombie' not far away: "Bill, you cold-blooded guys are just dawdling like this.
Damn, if it were me, I would just rush forward."
The military uniformed 'zombie' made no movement, and was still staring coldly at the stronghold a few hundred meters away. In the dark environment, the stronghold seen through infrared vision was not very clear, but the huge insect tide was quickly crossing the open space outside the stronghold, and it didn't take more than two days.
It takes three minutes to rush to the inside of the stronghold.
This is a raid, and the military-style ‘zombie’ has been planning this for a long time. It hopes to capture this stronghold at the minimum cost and obtain the humans in the stronghold as food.
"Shut up, I will direct this operation." The thin and dry lips of the military uniformed 'zombie' curled up, and a disdainful sound came out from the leaky teeth, "There are more than 500 people in that stronghold, if they fight to the death
If we resist, we will suffer great losses."
"So you just let your bugs rush forward? You don't want to eat all the 'meat' in this stronghold, do you?" The leading mutants are a little impulsive. They are brave and fierce and cannot tolerate anyone taking advantage of them.
They're cheap.
The 'zombie' in military uniform couldn't help but taunted: "If you have the ability, just lead the team and charge directly. See if the heavy weapons deployed in that stronghold can't break the shield in your hand, or can't it break your head?"
"Isn't there maybe some rocket launchers or small-caliber cannons?" The leading mutant raised his head and said unhappily: "I don't think those moving meats can muster up the courage to resist when they see me. They will only make loud noises.
Screaming and firing a few random shots doesn't threaten me at all."
The leader spoke like this, and several other mutants as strong as mountains also let out weird smiles. Their appearance is indeed like the monsters in human nightmares, and with the powerful weapons in their hands, they are invincible.
However, every time they attack a human settlement, the mutants' most effective weapon is their appearance. The humans in the settlements often live in extreme hardship. They are weak and will panic when they see mutants and fight.
Great loss of strength.
The military uniform 'zombies' are too lazy to talk nonsense to those big guys. Now the mutated creatures are having a hard time. If they want to survive, they can only actively attack human settlements and hunt the living people as food. And the 'zombie's' physique is very poor.
You can't survive if you move slowly and don't use your brain.
Just as a few mutants were still muttering, 'There are just hundreds of screaming and running food in the stronghold,' thousands of radioactive cockroaches had already rushed outside the stronghold's walls under the control of military-uniformed 'zombies'.
The buzz caused by the vibration of the membrane wings is extremely harsh in the dark night, and their huge number makes people feel deeply troubled and frightened.
Just when the radioactive cockroach was about to fly over the wall and enter the stronghold, a roar suddenly sounded in the stronghold, "If you want to survive, have the courage. We still have a chance to win, don't give up!"
Boom, boom, boom..., there were three consecutive gunshots, and three illumination bombs were fired into the sky by mortars. The entire battlefield was bright and clear. Several heads of people appeared on the wall and looked outside for a few times, followed by hundreds of grenades.
They were constantly being thrown out of the stronghold.
"This stronghold is actually fortified?"
"These humans react very quickly!"
Although they disliked each other, the two groups of human mutants standing a few hundred meters away each held telescopes to watch the movements on the battlefield. The leading mutant made a sound of surprise, and the military-uniformed 'zombies' did not even wait for grenades.
As soon as he landed, he gave an urgent order, "Knock down the observation post on the wall."
Someone among the dozens of 'zombies' immediately raised their guns and aimed at the wall of the stronghold. The sound of gunfire and the explosion of grenades sounded almost at the same time. However, compared with the attack effect, the grenades that were thrown continuously had obviously better sound and light effects.
The booming explosion blasted a barrage of fragments among the radioactive cockroaches, and the number of large cockroaches that could fly through the barrage dropped sharply. And even if a small number of terrifying radioactive cockroaches entered the stronghold, hundreds of guns fired with flares and bonfires.
With the help of others, he fired continuously and quickly wiped out these mutated creatures.
The attack was thwarted, but the insect tide continued to move forward fearlessly. The military-uniformed 'zombie' even grabbed a bone flute from his collar and stuffed it into his mouth and blew it. Infrasonic tones that humans could not hear came from the bone flute far away.
Stimulated by the infrasound waves, the radiated cockroaches immediately went crazy and attacked even faster.
"It seems that these humans still can't stop your bugs." Seeing the insect wave's attacks becoming more and more fierce, the leading mutant couldn't help but sigh, "Although you guys are a little weak in bones, you can control low-level mutations.
The abilities of creatures are really useful."
Although the military-uniformed 'zombie' was cold, when he heard the mocking compliments from his allies, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a cruel smile, "If it weren't for these bugs, you violent maniacs wouldn't want to cooperate with us."
Hahaha... Both groups of human mutants were letting out bursts of sinister laughter. In their opinion, as long as the insect tide invades the stronghold, this battle may be over. It is difficult for the humans in the stronghold to deal with these flexible and terrifying creatures.
Radiated cockroaches, they are just pieces of meat on the chopping board, you can eat them as you like.
But just when the attacking party thought that the overall situation was decided, the gate of the stronghold suddenly opened and the suspension bridge crashed down. The military-uniformed 'zombie' coldly ordered: "Be careful of the humans in the stronghold who want to break through. We must not let any of them escape."
Behind the military-uniformed 'zombie', more than a dozen rifles were raised in unison, aiming steadily at the dark door of the stronghold. As long as anyone came out, they would be fired upon immediately, and no one would be spared.
Something really came out from behind the gate of this stronghold, but it was not one or two people, but a wheeled armored fighting vehicle with a large-caliber artillery.
What the hell is going on?
Seeing the thick gun barrel in the telescope, several mutants who had been watching the battlefield suddenly exclaimed. The leader even cursed at the military-uniformed 'zombie': "Bill, how did you conduct reconnaissance? What's going on in this stronghold?"
Will there be heavy armored vehicles?”
The military-uniformed 'zombie' himself was a little dumbfounded. He had been staring at this stronghold for a month, but he had never found that the stronghold was equipped with such a powerful weapon. Otherwise, when it was harassing him, he only needed to drive the car and bombard it with artillery.
Who can stop it?
But now there is no need to think too much. The flares in the sky are still bright and the battle situation is still critical. The artillery mounted on the wheeled armored vehicle positions its muzzle and fires a fierce shot at the swarm of insects that are rushing towards it crazily.
Boom..., a hot muzzle flame spurted out! (To be continued.)