The federal army deployed an elite tank brigade on the western front to suppress zombies.
Rumble——
One after another, heavily armored tanks drove on this vast plain. The diesel engines made a dull roar, and the tracks reflecting the metallic light shattered the soil and pushed towards the direction where the zombie tide appeared in the east.
Tanks are great weapons against zombies. After all, no matter how crazy the flesh and blood is, there is no way to deal with steel.
The zombie tide is different from any enemy that the federal army has ever dealt with. They are not human armies and have little logistical supplies. They also do not need to rely on roads. They may be attacked by zombies anywhere.
Therefore, when the headquarters designated the battle plan, it was required to shrink the encirclement and ensure that no fish slipped through the net, so as to completely nip this zombie crisis in the cradle.
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"Gods above."
"Where did these disgusting monsters come from in the first place?"
"Don't let me catch you, I'll grind them all into meatloaf!"
Rumble——
Colonel Moore, the commander of the 4th Federal Tank Brigade, was sitting on a moving tank, with his feet on the stiff seat and the roar of the engine in his ears. He held a chicken leg in one hand and bit it hard.
After taking a sip, he looked at the information in his hand and said angrily.
Although these monsters still look like humans, they have completely lost their humanity. They are biting their own kind crazily. Now not only this town, but also several surrounding towns and some friendly forces have fallen.
According to the intelligence issued by the headquarters, the scale of the corpse tide has exceeded 100,000 people.
However, at this moment, a subtle electric sound came from the earphones of Colonel Moore, the commander of the 4th Federal Tank Brigade.
"Hey~ Report to the commander that there is a suspected wave of corpses ahead."
"Have you found the enemy?"
Colonel Moore, who was chewing on the instant chicken legs, suddenly became energetic. He quickly put down the chicken drumsticks and mobile phone in his hands, touched his trouser legs with his greasy hands, then picked up the telescope placed on the dashboard and stood up to step on it.
The seat went up the ladder to the top of the tank.
Because the enemies we dealt with this time were quite special, Colonel Moore was a little nervous at first, but he felt relieved after understanding the characteristics of these zombies.
Zombies are different from human enemies in that they do not use high-tech equipment and are useful against unarmed ordinary people. However, except for the initial sneak attack, they are not enough to face federal troops armed to the teeth.
This is a group of mindless enemies...
Looking at the vague figures in the distance through the telescope, there was something strange about their running postures. From the first few, they began to pour out of the woods in dense numbers like a tide. It seemed that they were coming from this direction.
"It seems like this must be a zombie wave."
Colonel Moore looked at what he saw through the telescope and could confirm that these people were definitely not survivors, because Yorktown had already fallen for many days, and even if there were survivors, there were definitely not that many.
"Seeking death."
"Fire!"
Immediately, a ferocious expression appeared on the federal officer's face, he held his earphones in his hand and spoke.
The federal soldiers who had already sharpened their swords heard the commander's order and pressed the launch button without hesitation.
The next second, flames shot out of the cold barrel and quickly began to heat up. The roaring shells crossed the deserted wasteland and flew straight towards the tide of corpses in the distance.
Boom boom boom——
Then there was a series of huge explosions, flames wrapped in the dust on the ground and burst into flames. The flying shrapnel tore apart the surrounding zombies, turning them into stumps and broken arms all over the ground.
This is the advantage of modern force when faced with cold weapons. The gap between people is greater than that between people and pigs. Using tanks to kill zombies is equivalent to slaughtering pigs.
Colonel Moore was intoxicated by what he saw through the telescope, and touched his trouser pocket to light a cigarette.
Because there is nothing more suitable than this moment.
"Um?"
However, at this moment, a question that he had just ignored suddenly flashed in Colonel Moore's mind.
Because he had a sudden encounter with the enemy, all he could think about was dealing with the zombie wave, ignoring this crucial issue.
"wrong."
"Where are our aerial reconnaissance units?"
The Federation of Westeros is the most powerful country on the planet today, and naturally has the most powerful army on paper. Whether it is weapons and equipment or strategies and tactics, it is at the forefront of the world.
Although they are dealing with brainless pigs like zombies, they will not let an important armored force advance in the dark, so they will naturally be equipped with corresponding aerial reconnaissance forces.
However, now they have suddenly collided head-on with the enemy, so why didn't they receive any warning?
Could it be that there was an unexpected situation on other fronts and he was temporarily transferred? Then why not notify him to stay on standby?
When was the last time they contacted me? It couldn't be that they were attacked by zombies, right? Even if they were attacked, they couldn't even send a warning.
"This is impossible."
Colonel Moore's expression changed several times in an instant. He took a deep breath and was frightened by his own terrible association.
"Hey, hey..."
But at this moment, the news delivered by the military command center completely made his heart fall to the bottom.
The aircraft dispatched by the military for this combat operation encountered an inexplicable attack and almost all the troops were wiped out. The command center issued an order for all troops to retreat immediately until the situation was clear, so as to temporarily avoid fighting with the enemy.
However, Colonel Moore's face turned pale at this moment, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say. He saw a small black dot appearing in the gray sky in the distance and two long trailing clouds.
It is the most advanced jet fighter currently in service in the Federal Air Force. It is an eagle soaring in the sky and was once a nightmare for countless enemies.
But at this moment, it is using all its power and running away frantically without choosing a path.
"Is it escaping?"
Colonel Moore held up the phone and murmured slightly.
"What?"
On the other side, the operator at the federal command center didn't understand what he was talking about.
Then the next second.
boom--
A black shadow soared into the sky and crashed straight from the ground into the sky at a speed exceeding that of a jet aircraft. The extremely expensive fighter jet howled in front of countless tank brigade soldiers.
It was crushed into a discus and turned into a ball of fire falling down.
"What is this?"
Colonel Moore's cheek twitched violently, and what fell together with the fireball shot from the sky was the invisible black shadow.
"I saw it."
"What did you see?"
On the other side, there seems to be some kind of bad premonition, and the operator's tone is slightly anxious. After all, so many fighter planes have lost contact, the military has suffered huge losses, and it cannot afford to lose another nearly full tank brigade.