Ho ho..., heavy breathing sounds kept coming from Elder Joseph's mouth. The old man's chest was still heaving violently, and his forehead and palms were covered with sweat. But while his heart was beating wildly, his eyes were fixed on the command vehicle.
With more than a dozen display screens, he asked in disbelief: "Is this the end?"
In the wasteland of North America, large-scale raids by mutant creatures have always frightened humans. They appear in hundreds or even thousands, are very fast and destructive. If you are not careful, a settlement will be flooded by a tide of mutant creatures.
, all humans will be eaten up.
But in just ten minutes, about two thousand radiated rats rushed into the position set up by Zhou Qingfeng. More than half of the rats died in multiple passages 100 meters long. These passages were all led by the Randston residential area.
When the streets were renovated, the radioactive rats always broke in along the best way, and as a result, they were killed and injured heavily by the jumping mines buried on both sides of the passage.
"You have so many jumping mines there?" Elder Joseph is a good judge of goods. He immediately recognized that the smart mines deployed outside were the smart mines currently in service by the US military. They can be remotely controlled, programmed, self-identified, and controlled via the Internet. This kind of mines is
High-end goods.
"What we found in the warehouse of a military stronghold should be the reserve materials of the Brotherhood of Steel." Zhou Qingfeng has no shame in taking other people's things. He is used to it.
"Can..., can you sell us some?" Elder Joseph was gasping for breath as he said this. There were only some light and heavy firearms in his shelter, plus some grenades and explosives. There were really no smart landmines or anything like that.
For underground shelters, rats that are good at burrowing are the most annoying thing. Seeing that smart mines can deal with radiation rats so effectively, the elder is simply overjoyed. He is not afraid of mutant raids, but he is
I hate rats that sneak around and cause havoc.
A mutant raid would only kill a few people, but the holes burrowed by the radiation rats would permanently damage the shelter itself. If smart mines could be laid in places where the radiation rats often hang out, things would be much simpler.
"As long as we can come up with something we are interested in, any deal is easy to negotiate." Zhou Qingfeng said calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the monitoring screen of the command vehicle. Half of the two thousand or so radioactive rats died and half escaped, but the battle was actually
It's just the beginning. He bets that there are mutant humans staying near the position, thinking about how to deal with and eat him.
More than a thousand meters away, the 'zombie' commanders who were paying attention to the battle were even more surprised. With their weak bodies, they relied on their special ability to command low-level mutated creatures to get around the world. But the tactics that had always been unfavorable in the past actually suffered a major setback, and they were suddenly defeated.
They fell silent.
After quite a while, 'Zombie' Bill, who had been silent before, stepped forward again, "I recently listened to a broadcast from the Brotherhood of Steel. The regular troops of the Brotherhood were also using similar tactics when clearing out mutant humans in New York.
In the past, the human army always hoped to preserve the precious equipment and supplies that survived the city as much as possible. However, after they suffered heavy casualties, they instead relied entirely on the advantages of technology and equipment, abandoning the method of close combat and direct firepower, just for the sake of peace.
Kill as many mutant creatures as possible. It is said that the mutant creatures in New York are about to be wiped out."
New York? It sounds like a very far away thing. It has been a long time since everyone paid attention to this city that once represented fashion, wealth, luxury and trend. But hearing it again is such bad news.
"Then what should we do? Wait for those regular human troops to come and kill us?" a 'zombie' commander asked angrily.
"We should change. We should also master heavy weapons and more powerful firepower. We should unite and form a mutant human government. We should unite with those mutants to fight against the human attack.
By the way, it's time to bring those arrogant mutants here to see the progress of mankind and the crisis we are facing. The three hundred human armed forces in front of us are a good example of cooperation. If the mutants can be
If you suffer a little loss, the possibility of union will be greater."
The calm and gloomy "zombie" just likes to plan. This mutated human subspecies always tries its best to find a way to survive. But there are also "zombie" commanders who are reluctant to give up the immediate benefits and mutter: "Are we going to share the food in front of us with the mutants?"
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"If you don't bring in mutants to share, do you think it's possible to eat this human convoy on your own?" 'Zombie' Bill said coldly.
There really was a 'zombie' commander who did not believe in evil and once again commanded his subordinates and the low-level mutant creatures he controlled to launch an attack. As a result, the mines that were detonated this time were too late to replenish, but a series of tear gas and thermobaric rockets thwarted the attack again.
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"Give up attacking alone, we need mutants. Those big guys with heavy firepower are good at strong attacks, and our advantage lies in command and auxiliary attacks." 'Zombie' Bill persuaded again.
The sporadic fighting lasted from noon to night. In addition to leaving a large number of results for Zhou Qingfeng's action team, the 'zombie' side got nothing. In the end, they could only admit that before they exhausted the action team's ammunition, their own
All my men will be used up.
"Why don't these people cherish ammunition at all?" The commanders on the 'zombie' side were almost depressed to death. No matter how good they are at planning, after all, not everyone is willing to bring in mutants to share the spoils. But when they repeatedly
After hitting a wall, he couldn't help but complain that his opponent's firepower was too strong.
Although the arms reserves of the United States are extremely large, they have experienced all kinds of unscrupulous squandering and nuclear bomb land-washing losses, especially without logistics transportation. Ammunition is not something you can just go to a supermarket to buy. You can just make a phone call.
Door-to-door delivery.
A soldier carrying such open ammunition can last for about ten minutes at most. Dozens of people with twenty or thirty vehicles can carry ammunition that can last for a day. But looking at the human soldiers on the opposite side, they are like splashing water.
He opened fire without any intention of leaving any ammunition to break out.
Without bullets, a heavy machine gun is no better than a fire stick.
But with enough bullets, the rain of bullets spread by a heavy machine gun can make ordinary mutated creatures with only teeth lose any threat, and can also turn the "zombie" soldiers who want to sneak up and use black guns into pieces.
After suffering huge casualties, Zhou Qingfeng became calmer, smoother and more optimistic the more he fought. But the 'zombie' commanders on the opposite side couldn't hold back their inner anger and flew into rages - just a dozen or so heavy ones.
Machine guns, plus several grenade launchers, had the effect of littering the ground with corpses.
However, 'Zombie' Bill also said quietly, 'These humans still have heavy artillery that has not been used.' This statement immediately made the remaining 'Zombie' commanders completely lose confidence.
Damn it, the mutated creatures in Baltimore have never seen such a difficult human to deal with!