The dirt-covered lane on the edge of the city, the 7th Squadron of the 2nd Battalion of the 6th Wing.
The 627th Squadron is an armored squadron. More than ten hours ago, it was a combat vanguard, but now it has been reduced to a pure ammunition transport unit.
As the squadron leader, although Vilas did his duty to comfort the team members, he was actually quite dissatisfied in his heart. But orders are orders, and the current ammunition supply is indeed quite tight. After several days of high-strength team fighting, people can rest, but
Ammunition cannot be regenerated by resting.
The rapid-fire cannon equipped in the car is first-rate in clearing zombies, but the consumption speed and waste rate of ammunition are also first-rate. Half of all armored squadrons have been unable to receive the corresponding ammunition. Armored vehicles cannot be like tanks without ammunition.
You can also run into the sea of zombies. Therefore, all an armored vehicle without ammunition can do is to rely on the solid space inside the vehicle to transport ammunition supplies to other troops.
Looking back at the various types of ammunition that almost filled the space in the car, Villas couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if this car of ammunition exploded. What was even scarier than this scene was that there were more than a dozen similar vehicles behind it.
situation of armored vehicles.
If you did this on the front line of a conventional war, it would be like seeking death. With just one shell, most of the armored squadron could be killed.
Fortunately, the enemies we have to face are brainless zombies who cannot use weapons. But this does not mean that it is absolutely safe with the protection of armored vehicles. When the number of zombies reaches a certain level, it is possible to overturn the vehicle.
In order to prevent this situation, the nearby defense points will increase their attack intensity when the transport team passes by. The goal is not to eliminate all zombies, but to divert a large group of zombies that can overturn an armored vehicle.
Although the tactics are simple, after several trips, there are indeed very few zombies appearing in front of the convoy. Sometimes there are only a few, and sometimes there are only dozens. It is not a quantity that needs to be worried at all.
At first, Vilas, who was at the front of the convoy, would tell the people behind him to be careful from time to time. But after being careful for a few hours, he realized that small accidents were common, and Vilas gradually relaxed. Anyway, he could threaten the armored vehicles.
The team was composed of at least several hundred individuals.
When he was about to approach the destination of his trip, the light in the distance suddenly dimmed, and only the lights of the motorcade remained in the entire field of vision. This situation instantly made Vilas nervous. Although the zombies' vision is far less developed than their hearing, they are still
In this dark environment, if there is light here, it might attract the attention of a large number of zombies.
Just when Villas was hesitant to turn off the lights and stop, gunfire suddenly erupted from a defense point not far away, and the battery-powered searchlights also turned on, as if to lure away the zombies for the convoy.
"What a courageous guy."
This is Villas's evaluation of the commander of the defensive point.
Although other defense points will do similar things when the convoy approaches. But now is the time of a blackout. Forget about the sound of gunfire, if you still turn on the searchlight so conspicuously, you may attract more zombies than usual.
Now that the commander there has done something to welcome him, I don’t know if it’s correct or not, but at least it’s very courageous. As someone who takes the back door of the defense point, it would be too frightening for him to stop the car.
It's outrageous.
The zombie attraction effect was quite good. When the armored convoy was only a few dozen meters away from the rear entrance of the defense point, it saw more than a dozen scattered zombies that seemed to have been roasted by the fire.
"Drive right in."
Even if this small number is ignored, it doesn't matter. However, the moment they met, these zombies instantly erupted into blazing flames that were half a meter high.
"Quickly retreat!"
Vilas issued the correct order immediately. But this was a field road, and it was already quite tight for two cars to go parallel, not to mention having to make an emergency turn with more than a dozen cars following behind.
After only a few seconds, a dozen burning zombies had already pounced on the armored vehicle.
At this moment, Villas felt that it was not a burning zombie, but a dozen incendiary bombs that hit the armored vehicle. The temperature inside the vehicle was rising rapidly at a rate of more than five degrees Celsius per second. Soon, the contents of the vehicle would be
Everyone will be roasted. But before they are roasted, they will be blown up by this truck of ammunition.
"Back up..." Vilas picked up the intercom and shouted.
He couldn't run away anymore, he just hoped that the car behind him could leave in time.
boom--
Before Villas could finish his words, the explosion had already occurred.
The huge fire was as dazzling as a supernova exploding in the universe. The arrogant fire spread rapidly towards the dark space. Hundreds of zombies were swept into it. Swept up, there were also defense points that had been slaughtered before the explosion.
In the early morning of the tenth day, 00:25.
At the edge of the city, the 8th Wing's medium-sized exit.
This is the shelter where the Eighth Regiment is located, and it is the only medium-sized exit directly to the edge of the city. All troop movements and supply maintenance rely on this place. Therefore, even if the troops are insufficient, two squadrons are still deployed here to perform defense.
In fact, everything around this exit has been reinforced, and the mechanical door at the exit is half thicker than the armor of a heavy tank. Even if you leave it alone, you don't have to worry about zombies being able to get in from here.
But because this place is strong, it is also reserved for the role of a bunker. There are machine gun ports on the walls around the exit. This allows it to be used as a defense point, and can also be quickly cleared when people or vehicles enter or leave.
Zombies nearby.
Most of the time, there is not much room for the former role. After all, this place is nearly two kilometers behind the battle line, and there are not many zombies that can get here. Let alone machine guns, they can be cleared with pistols.
But today, it was completely different from usual. Wave after wave of zombies rushed here. Looking around, there was almost no end in sight.
"What are you doing? Increase the firepower. If this number of zombies are allowed to pass, the people behind will not be able to hold on." Squadron leader Zou Bing urged loudly.
"We are almost at full firepower. Don't worry, you can still hold on." Kong Yu, another squadron leader, also shouted loudly.
They all only talk about the current situation.
As if avoiding the depression caused by the power outage just now, they never talked about how the front line could let so many zombies go. The two of them knew the answer well. Either the ammunition was exhausted again, or it was the front line.
Everyone is dead. In front of this number of zombies, the latter situation is likely to occur.
I received an informal notification from the alliance just a few hours ago. It is said that there will be a higher intensity zombie attack at midnight today, so all units should be careful in dealing with it. Yes, everyone has been reminded to be careful.
But who would have thought that at just midnight, zombies had already arrived here. That was an absolute gap in strength, and had nothing to do with carelessness. The last bit of luck was that at least it was safe here, and
You can rely on this safe barrier to eliminate as many zombies as possible.
"what is that!"
"New species of zombies!"
"Two hundred bullets have been fired and it's still not down!"
The two squadron leaders were shocked and immediately ran to the observation hole to check the situation.
The so-called new types of zombies are so eye-catching that you can see them at a glance without even looking for them.
Nearly three meters tall, except for the joints, the whole body is wrapped in a thick white exoskeleton. Where the arms should be, there are two huge fan-shaped bones. When the arms are put together, they are a
A huge shield with a diameter of two meters.
Machine gun bullets hitting other places can leave a hole in the white bones, but hitting the bone shield can only make a small crack. It will take several seconds, or even more than ten seconds of continuous shooting, to completely remove it.
It's broken.
This is a fixed heavy machine gun. It can demolish a wall in a few seconds, but right now, it can't kill a zombie in a long time.
"Is that a mobile bunker? Give me priority to focus fire and kill it." Zou Bing is not angry. There are not heavy machine guns everywhere. If you don't kill these zombies with amazing defenses here, when ordinary infantry confronts them, they won't be able to kill them at all.
They can't help it.
Seeing Zou Bing's face getting darker and darker with the continuous gunshots, Kong Yu forced out a smile, "The attack power and speed are not much stronger than ordinary zombies, they are just a more durable target. At least not for us.
Any threat."
Kong Yu is the so-called wise general. With a sentence that is indeed true, the heavy atmosphere has been dispelled a lot.
"It's not a good idea to waste ammunition like this. We need to have some sniper rifles brought up. If we aim at the head, we should be able to kill him with one shot."
So far, the most useless thing in the battle against zombies is the sniper rifle. Ammunition is scarce, the sound of the gun is loud, and the recoil is amazing. In terms of the efficiency of killing zombies, even the pistol cannot compare. Therefore, many troops
Not equipped.
Kong Yu had no reason to object, "There's too much gunfire here, go use the phone in the lounge behind."
The lounge is more than a hundred meters away from here. Although it is still part of the passage, most of the sounds can still be isolated after closing the door.
Every second when a heavy machine gun is used, nearly a hundred rounds of bullets are fired, and most of them are pure waste. Even the entire shelter cannot afford this kind of high-speed and inefficient waste. Zou Bing is almost
Sprinting at a speed of 100 meters, he arrived at the officer's private lounge. After getting through the phone, he shouted directly, without waiting for the other party to ask, "Send me a sniper rifle. It's anti-equipment. The more powerful the better. Immediately, now.
want."
Running and talking on the phone took less than a minute in total. But the moment he put down the phone, Zou Bing suddenly realized that the world was so quiet. If he hadn't heard some sounds whose source he couldn't identify, he would have thought that he had suddenly
Deaf.
He is very clear about the ammunition reserves at this exit. Even if he fires at the current intensity for another hour, it will be no problem. It is impossible that the ammunition is exhausted. So, are the zombies exhausted, or have they retreated?
Zou Bing himself felt ridiculous at the thought of the zombies retreating. But when he first saw it, there were obviously so many of them, and it was impossible to clear them all in just one minute.
However, it’s not that far anyway, so instead of thinking about it here, just go and take a look and you’ll know.
Zou Bing's hand had already been placed on the door handle of the lounge. But some inexplicable anxiety in his heart made him hesitate to open the door. After that, he took a deep breath and opened the door forcefully.
"Go quickly..."
The moment he opened the door, a dark figure rushed towards him. But the familiar voice made him turn his fist into a support.
"Kong Yu?"
Shortly after the power outage in the shelter, the internal generator was started. Although the light in the lounge was not very bright, it was not enough for Zou Bing to recognize the comrade he had just been talking to side by side with him.
The real reason for the uncertain inquiry was that the person in front of him was covered in blood and flesh, and even one of his arms was missing. It was impossible to imagine that he was the same person as Kong Yu half a minute ago.
"what happened?"
The two words just now were Kong Yu's last words, and he could no longer answer Zou Bing's question that sounded like he was mumbling in his sleep.
Tom——
A huge fist, like piercing a piece of paper, passed through the dozens of centimeters thick wall of the lounge, and then swept its arm across, leaving a long hole in the entire wall.
Outside the hollow, a tall zombie with muscles like entangled tree roots was swinging a giant fist that covered the entire field of vision again.