On the battlefield, the bronze-armored corpses that were supposed to be the killer weapons of the zombie tide were killed one by one by Zhang Yi who was well prepared.
This greatly reduces the pressure on the entire coalition forces!
Otherwise, just to deal with these bronze-armored corpses whose combat power is comparable to that of aliens, the coalition forces will need to spend a lot of lives.
Although the ensuing battle is still dangerous, at least the scene can be maintained.
While Zhang Yi was fighting, he had a question in his mind.
The fortifications of the Snow Worship Cult are so crude that they are almost non-existent.
They don't have high walls or barbed wire, they just rely on a group of fierce believers and most strangers who are not afraid of death. How did they not be wiped out by the zombies for such a long time?
"It's so puzzling!"
As Zhang Yi spoke, he turned his gun and killed a bronze-armored corpse among the zombies.
The zombie army of hundreds of thousands is simply too many!
He killed more than a dozen bronze-armored corpses one after another, but they had no way to communicate with each other, so they couldn't take precautions.
There are too many, and they can only execute simple commands.
Maybe it's just - kill everyone here!
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The five forces were at the front resisting the frontal attack of the zombie tide.
Bian Junwu and others, like last time, went around to the rear of the corpse tide.
They used satellites to observe the movements of zombies from a distance.
The number of zombies that kept popping up from the subway tunnels quickly reached hundreds of thousands, and they even kept popping out!
Such a horrific scene, anyone who sees it can't help but gasp.
"How many are there? There can't really be millions of them!"
Kong Sheng said worriedly.
"I don't know how long they can hold off the zombie attack?"
Wu Di crossed his arms and sneered: "Don't worry, they will fight to the death in order to survive. As long as we can buy time for us to deal with the underground corpse king, it doesn't matter even if they kill them all!"
Wu Di doesn't care about the life or death of these people in Tianhai City.
He only cares about whether he can complete the task.
Preventing the corpses from continuing to expand and spread towards the surrounding areas is what they and the senior officials of the Jiangnan Region are most concerned about.
The life and death of a few people is not important in the face of the overall situation.
Bian Junwu did not refute Wu Di's words. He just wore a toad mirror and looked ahead with a cold expression.
I don’t know how long it took, but there were no more zombies in the depths of the subway tunnel.
He glanced at the ground in the distance, where a large black mass of zombies was gathering at the Snow Worship Cult camp.
Then Bian Junwu said: "Let's go, it's our turn to take action!"
The tide of zombies on the ground was terrifying, but they knew that the number of zombies underground was definitely not that small.
The intelligent white-haired monkey is very afraid of death and will leave a lot of fighting power to protect itself.
Therefore, although what Wu Di said sounded ugly, in fact their mission was the most dangerous.
Bian Junwu and others came to the tunnel and first asked Meng Siyu to use her reconnaissance ability to check the situation in the tunnel, and then slowly advanced.
After some investigation, Meng Siyu came to a conclusion.
"There are also a very terrifying number of corpses below, as well as many bronze-armored corpses."
Bian Junwu said coldly: "It's a trap!"
"They have suffered a loss before and know that we will use this tactic to carry out beheading operations."
"So, these damn beasts are plotting against us too."
The learning speed of the Corpse King is terrifying.
Maybe their brains are not that different from humans.
"Then what should we do?"
Baili Changqing asked.
If there were too many zombies below, it would be very dangerous for the seven of them to rush in rashly.
The key point is that if the corpse king cannot be killed, everything tonight will be in vain.
"hold on!"
Bian Junwu said in a deep voice.
"They can last for a long time, so let them attract more zombies out!"
So the seven-member team did not rush into action, but continued to wait and see.
The pressure continues to be on the coalition forces.
Although Zhang Yi's long-range sniper was assisting, the number of zombies was too much.
A rough estimate shows that there are already no less than 200,000 zombies on the battlefield!
And that's not counting those annoying giant rats.
The battle became increasingly fierce, with zombies falling down row after row like leeks.
Human soldiers also began to suffer heavy casualties.
The disparity in numbers was still too great. Coupled with the giant rats' defense-breaking ability, they could bite through their combat uniforms, causing huge trouble to the soldiers.
If it weren't for the support of a large number of strangers, this weak line of defense would not have lasted five minutes!
When Zhang Yi saw the situation at the scene, he also mobilized Liang Yue, Uncle You, and Fatty Xu to support the weak links.
As for Huahua, she stayed next to Zhang Yi as usual.
In a sense, Huahua is Zhang Yi's most trusted imperial guard with a sword.
It has very powerful melee combat capabilities, strong maneuverability, and defensive capabilities comparable to those of a tank.
With it, Zhang Yi won't worry about being attacked by others.
And it's easier when escaping.
Zhang Yi was not so naive as to devote all his strength to fighting the zombie tide.
The first thing he wants to ensure is the safety of his own group of people.
Within the church.
Yuan Kongye stood in front of the crucifix, calmly clasping his hands and reciting a prayer silently.
The shouts of killing and the sound of gunfire from the outside came here very clearly.
The faces of the congregants hiding in the church were filled with nervousness.
But Yuan Kongye's face was still so peaceful.
It was as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.
Zhou Keer was sitting on a chair in the church, with her medicine kit next to her.
Although she did not believe in religion, she still silently prayed to the gods in her heart.
"God! If you really exist, please keep Zhang Yi and others safe."
She crossed her hands and whispered softly.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded above her head.
"Only the most devout believers will receive the blessings of gods."
Zhou Keer raised his head and met Yuan Kongye's cold and bright eyes.
She felt that Yuan Kongye's eyes had a captivating power that made people want to be immersed in them.
"Hello...hello."
Zhou Keer smiled and said hello, looking away from Yuan Kongye's gaze.
Yuan Kongye looked at her deeply and suddenly said:
"Are you very distressed and feel like you can't help your man?"
Zhou Keer's expression was a little unnatural when her thoughts were revealed.
She touched her neck and smiled: "Maybe there are some! I am a doctor and can only work in the rear. It is impossible to go to the battlefield with him."
Yuan Kongye's seductive voice came.
"Perhaps you also have the potential to become a stranger."
This sentence made Zhou Keer's heart beat with excitement.
A foreigner is the existence she longs to be.
This feeling was not obvious in the past, but since Yang Mi also awakened her supernatural powers, her desire for supernatural powers has become stronger and stronger.
Once upon a time, she was also an independent woman.
He has a good family background and education, and is well-known in the medical field. At a young age, he relied on his own strength and family background to become the attending physician at Tianhai First People's Hospital.
What now?
She felt that her sense of presence was getting lower and lower next to Zhang Yi.
This is a reality she is unwilling to accept.
Even though Zhang Yi has always been very kind to her, she understands that Zhang Yi is not a person who puts feelings first.
If one day, her role is replaced by a better person, then the distance between her and Zhang Yi will definitely become farther and farther.
She had to think about it, Zhang Yi has been making progress, but what about her?
Zhou Keer's thoughts were revealed by Yuan Kongye, causing her eyes to twinkle.
But Zhang Yi warned her to be careful of people who worship the Snow Cult.
So Zhou Keer acted relatively coldly towards Yuan Kongye's words.
"Really? This is the first time I've heard someone say that."
She smiled politely.
But Yuan Kongye made an intimate gesture and reached out to touch her cheek.
"Don't underestimate your potential! Many times, all you lack is an opportunity."
"Believe in yourself, you have the potential to become a different person."
Zhou Keer's heart moved.
Yes, she may also have the potential to become a stranger.
Previously, she felt that the conditions for becoming a stranger were rather harsh, and she had to risk her own life to try.
Once she fails, it will be death. She does not have such courage.
However, the appearance of Bingpo pointed out a new path for her.
Yuan Kongye stared at her, his clear and cold eyes carrying an indescribable charm.
Just when people see her eyes, they will have a feeling of being shocked by powerful power, and they will unconsciously want to obey her orders.
"We need strength now!"
"Your man needs your help too."
"Zhou Ke'er, I can make you a stranger. Are you willing to accept it?"
Yuan Kongye said.
Zhou Keer's heartbeat accelerated.
She knew that the woman in front of her had the power to help others awaken their powers.
But she also knew that this woman was very mysterious and should not be trusted easily.
Zhou Keer only hesitated for a few seconds, and then the fluctuations in his heart calmed down.
"Thank you, I don't really need it."
Zhou Keer squinted his eyes and smiled lightly at Yuan Kongye.
When Yuan Kongye saw this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly. Come to me again when you change your mind."
"God's blessing is an opportunity, and not everyone has the opportunity."
After saying that, Yuan Kongye turned around and continued to pray to the statue in front of him.
On a chair behind the church, Li Jian's family of three and Xu Beibei were sitting there.
As non-combatants and important middle and high-level members of the Snow Worship Sect, they have the privilege to enter here and receive protection.
Li Kaile was unwilling to face Yuan Kongye, the woman who took away his happiness.
It's hatred and fear.
So he kept wrapping himself tightly in blankets.
Xu Beibei sat next to him, holding his hand and encouraging him silently.
The sounds of war outside are getting louder and louder, and the screams of the tide of corpses and rats are so terrifying that even if you cover your ears, they will still echo in your head.
And all they can do now is pray for the armed forces at the front to win this time.