"Hula, long live Lord Wu Zun!"

Seeing that T2 finally lay under the wall of corpse, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and then cheered loudly.

"Long live the fart, the sixth team of the Flame Group took action immediately and burned the giant corpse for me." Rejuvenated slightly, Liao Xuebing pointed at the t2 corpse under the wall and roared. This big guy alone almost completely filled the pit at the main entrance.

"Abide by the order"

The members of the flame team responded loudly, then quickly pointed the muzzle at the t2's corpse and pulled the trigger. With the muffled sounds like water, a stream of sticky special fuel was injected onto t2 and then burned.

The fire caused by special fuel has high temperature and adhesion that ordinary flames cannot match. In less than a minute, the burning flames burned T2's corpse into a piece of charcoal. As the corpse of T2 fell apart, a dizzying stench also spread to the wall.

"Damn it, it's so stinking."

The jet soldiers stopped spitting fire the moment the t2 corpse turned into powder, but the stench caused by the burning for a period of time still made the soldiers on the wall vomit.

"Don't look so sissy. Why are they okay? You just vomit like this." Looking at the messy ground, Liao Xuebing couldn't help but frown. Then he pointed at Zhao Guobin and others, and shouted at the soldiers who were vomiting: "Remember, you are soldiers of the Wudong Group, not pregnant women in Liujia."

"yes"

Looking at Zhao Guobin and others who were just frowning slightly, the soldiers couldn't help but blushed. After yelling in unison, they stood up and shot again. The pride of being elites in the Dragon Group made them not allow them to lose to civilians like Zhao Guobin in terms of will. Even if they are evolvers, they will definitely not allow them.

"It seems that Li Jun is right. In such close-range battles, it is indeed not suitable for burning tactics. This is just burning one T2 and producing such a strong stench. If there are more corpses burned, I am afraid that even we evolvers will not be able to bear it." After the soldiers changed their sight and attacked, Liao Xuebing turned his head to Zhou Yulong and sighed.

"Haha, this is nothing. We have experienced it even more stinky." Zhou Yulong shook his head and recalled the huge stench in the prison that day because of the corruption of the corpses, he suddenly felt a little bit of vomiting again.

"Hey, I don't know when this war will end." Looking at the endless sea of ​​corpses, Liao Xuebing said with a heavy face: "After so long, even if there is a rest, the soldiers' physical strength will be almost exhausted. If this continues, they will sooner or later."

"I am more worried about the spirit of the soldiers than my physical strength." Just as Liao Xuebing and Zhou Yulong were talking, Li Jun, who was originally commanding the battle, suddenly appeared and said with a worried look on his face: "There are too many of these zombies. No matter how the soldiers kill them, the sea of ​​corpses is always endless in their eyes. If they continue to fight like this without seeing hope, they will sooner or later collapse."

"What are the results of the battle counts by the observer?" Hearing Li Jun's concerns, Liao Xuebing's face became worse and worse. Indeed, if he continues to fight like this, he is afraid that the soldiers' energy will collapse before they are completely exhausted.

"From the beginning of the battle to now, we have wiped out more than 250,000 zombies. But now without the bombardment of mortars, our efficiency in killing enemies is far less than before." Although nearly half of the zombies have been wiped out, Li Jun's face has not improved at all.

"Damn it, I'd have brought more artillery shells out if I had known it." After receiving Zhang Jun's report, Liao Xuebing finally couldn't help but curse. You know, they had killed more than 200,000 zombies at the end of the artillery bombardment in the early morning, but now so long, the results of the battle are still at 250,000. If we calculate based on the current combat efficiency, we must have wiped out the remaining 250,000 zombies until the day after tomorrow.

"It's useless to say so much. Now the only thing we can consider is two things." Shaking his head, Li Jun patted Liao Xuebing on the shoulder and said, "First, we must consider how to expand the results of the war and improve morale. Second, we must make the worst plans and prepare the retreat channel in advance."

"Well, this is the only way." Liao Xuebing took a deep breath, calmed down his mind and said, "I will find a way to expand the results of the war and improve morale. I will leave the issue of retreating the passage to you."

"Well, I'll ask the engineering team to speed up the progress now." Li Jun nodded and turned around and left.

"Senior brother, what is this retreat passage?" Zhou Yulong came to Liao Xuebing's side and asked curiously.

"Haha, our Dragon Group has an old rule. No matter where the base is established, the retreat passage must be prepared first. So when I occupied this base, I started to order the engineering team to dig the tunnel just in case." Looking at Zhou Yulong, who was curious, Liao Xuebing smiled bitterly and said, "But unexpectedly, the tunnel had not been completely dug through, and it happened to this stage."

"Oh, I have to hold on." Zhou Yulong couldn't help but feel a little worried when he heard that the tunnel had not been dug through. Once the zombies were attacked into the wall, I was afraid that they would be in danger without the tunnel to escape.

"It's okay, it's almost dug. And the entrance to the tunnel is in the steel fortress, which is very safe." Looking at Zhou Yulong's worried look, Liao Xuebing smiled slightly and explained.

"Yes, why did I forget the steel fortress?" Zhou Yulong's mood calmed down slightly when he thought of the steel fortress made of all metal.

"Report - At 11 o'clock, a large number of sneaking zombies appeared in the direction of the eleven o'clock, and they were quickly advancing towards our troops. The initial estimate is no less than 200." Just as Liao Xuebing and Zhou Yulong were thinking about how to deal with the corpse in Haiti, the observer responsible for monitoring the battlefield reported a bad news again in a trembling voice.

"Two hundred!"

Hearing the observer's words, Zhou Yulong and others were shocked and looked at the battlefield one after another. In their sight, hundreds of red-shaped L-shaped zombies were constantly shuttled through the middle of the black sea of ​​corpses, rushing towards the camp.

"Everyone is cheering up, and you must not let these sneak zombies rush up the wall." Looking at the L-type zombies getting closer and closer, Liao Xuebing immediately took a deep breath and started to roar with his skills.

"Dadadadadadadadada"

The strong sound waves mixed with earthy air awakened the soldiers from fear and immediately pulled the trigger in their hands. With the deafening gunfire, the entire battlefield instantly entered a white-hot state.
Chapter completed!