The war song of the torrent of steel and the endless tide of zombies.
The sounds of human beings fighting, the roaring explosions of artillery fire, the screams of missiles piercing the air, and the howls of carrion monsters form the most tragic symphony in the world.
The battlefield has become an Asura hell. There are stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the ground is covered with the flesh and blood mud left by the smashed corpse monsters. Stepping on it with boots will crush the muscle fibers or some brittle bones, making a "creep" sound.
There was a sound, but when I lifted it up, there were pieces of meat sticking to the soles, pulling out long threads like cheese.
Our army is brave.
Countless warriors came forward one after another, their chests filled with blood and tears, and they marched on the scarlet earth to drive away the tide of corpses step by step.
"commander……"
"The death toll of our troops..."
There were only a few people sitting in the empty command room, and observers continued to send battle reports from the front line.
Although humans blew the horn of war, tore apart the formation of the corpse monsters, and even had the tendency to counterattack, the number of casualties was also rising sharply, and a large number of soldiers sacrificed bravely every moment.
One hour, two hours, five hours, ten hours.
The battlefield has turned into a quagmire of flesh and blood. The hot bullet shells popped out of the gun hall and fell into the quagmire, setting off bursts of green smoke and burning the surrounding flesh.
Although the soldiers are full of sacrifice spirit, their bodies will also feel tired and sluggish.
The endless tide of corpses is still vast, but the human soldiers have reached their limit after a whole day of fighting, but even so they are still fighting tenaciously.
You can't imagine...
A soldier was covered in blood, with the blood of the rotting monsters covering every corner of his body. He was covered with the blood of his comrades around him, and then covered with a thick layer of ashes, and the process was repeated over and over again.
A little pinch in the palm of your hand.
The hard shell made of large pieces of meat fell off, just like a beggar chicken before the end of the world, except that the layer of clay wrapped in wài was replaced by plasma ashes.
But even so, the soldiers were still fighting.
"Let's take the first step."
One soldier was exhausted and slowly fell into a pool of blood. The following team endured tears and continued to move forward. No one could escape anymore. There was only one thing in the minds of all the warrior heroes.
Die in battle!!
The battle goes from day to night, and from night to dawn.
In the blink of an eye, a whole day has passed, and both humans and the corpse tide have fallen into the seed of the abyss of death. When the first soft light of dawn shines on the people, all the blood-soaked warriors exude an aura that is worse than that of the rotting corpses.
Want an unpleasant odor.
Wu Ze.
Wu Zheng.
The two powerful beings who were regarded as "military gods" by the soldiers had killed countless alien species.
The hunters drained all their powers, their hands and feet no longer obeyed their orders, and kept twitching due to exhaustion, mechanically killing the monsters in front of them.
Look at those ordinary soldiers again.
The weapons in their hands had long since burned into red iron rods, and many of their weapons had been exhausted a few hours ago.
But when there were no more bullets, I put on my bayonet and started fighting. When the blade became dull, I swung my fist and smashed it. When I had no strength left in my body, I pressed the detonation button of the grenade and died together with those carrion monsters.
One night, just one night.
The number of carrion monsters dropped sharply from eight million to about three million, while the number of human warriors was reduced to ten.
More than 90% of the soldiers died in the counterattack of this huge zombie wave. The sacrifice of every hero cost thousands of times the enemy's life.
"It's about to end."
"Generals, generals, we have tried our best."
Commander Wu Lie in the command room said in a low voice: "To all the soldiers at Panshan Base, I am proud of you."
Humanity has tried its best.
Our weapons were exhausted, and the trump cards in the missile silos were exhausted. The tanks fired all the shells one after another, and then used their steel bodies to crush the bodies of countless carrion monsters until they fell into a quagmire of meat and could not move.
.
Although I don't want to admit it.
But in the end we will lose this war.
There are still a huge number of more than three million in the endless zombie tide, and a considerable part of these remaining zombies are alien species with terrifying abilities.
"Everyone!!"
"For being able to fight to this extent, we have been able to go down in history. You have created a miracle."
"Now I give the final order. All soldiers launch a final charge to buy the last time. After all the soldiers are sacrificed, the bombers ignite the remaining tar and set off a wall of fire for defense."
"All civilians in Panshan Base, the old, the weak, the sick, women and children, please leave the base immediately!!"
Commander Wu Lie issued the final order.
Like "Commander Wu" who once fell into the base, he chose to make the final sacrifice and let the old, weak, women and children leave first.
Commander Wu Lie took one last look at the console, took off his military cap, and joined the human counterattack with the last garrison.
The last bombers prepare to take off.
After all the soldiers are sacrificed, the tar will burn into a wall of fire, completely separating the battlefield from the base. While the flames are burning, the old, weak, women and children in the base will be able to buy enough time to escape.
Although the hope of survival in the future is slim, it can retain a trace of fire.
sacrifice.
We are going to sacrifice.
We are going to die fighting.
But none of the soldiers regretted it.
"Brothers, let us fight to the death together!!"
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I'm finally going to catch up in the footsteps of those brothers."
When the first ray of light shone on their cheeks covered with blood, mud and flying ashes, those warriors actually smiled a little, and death seemed less terrifying.
Only one-tenth of the warriors remain.
They were desperate but full of hope, and finally rushed in the direction of the corpses.
The weapons in many people's hands could no longer be used, so they pulled out short swords bǐ shǒu and wanted to fight those monsters to the death.
The bombers have followed the instructions and are preparing to drop tar at the forefront of the battlefield. The moment everyone dies in battle, the sea of fire will burn again.
However...at this moment a sudden change occurred.
A certain general who was guarding the last post in the base suddenly issued a strange order.
"Bombers are on standby... do not drop bombs..."
"They are coming, our reinforcements are coming, we are finally here!!"
Many soldiers showed blank expressions when they heard the news.
Reinforcements??
Are there really reinforcements??
The earth is shaking!!
The sky became eclipsed, and waves of dark clouds were stirring high in the sky, as if there were silver dragons flying back and forth.
Suddenly, a thunder struck the ground, electrocuting the corpses within a few hundred meters into charcoal, and in the lightning of the thunderstorm, a figure floated in mid-air out of thin air.