The tens of millions of zombies have arrived, and their vanguard troops have arrived at the defense line of the outer ring city.
The zombies were all excited when they smelled the scent of human flesh from afar. The sound was louder than the other, and it was louder and louder.
In the eyes of these brainless zombies, the millions of humans in the base are mobile canned meat, fresh, plump and juicy. Whoever can catch them can have a full meal and feast.
They roared loudly, and their stinky mouths were filled with fishy yellow saliva, and they spread their arms and claws and rushed towards the canned fresh meat in front of them.
"Let's fire, fire! Kill them!" Outside the defense line, a commanding officer shouted with the command knife at the top of his lungs. Sweat mixed with nervousness or fear appeared on his red face, mixed with plaster and flowed down his chin.
Although the vanguard troops of the zombies cannot be compared with the large army, there are still tens of thousands of zombies. The groups of zombies are crowded with each other, densely packed, and from a distance they all look dark.
They stretched out their arms as numerous as trees, opened their bloody mouths full of fangs, and rushed over. The bullet hit them like a drop of raindrops into the sea, disappearing in an instant, almost ineffective.
They are not afraid of pain at all. They hit their bodies, and they feel anything except for a pause. When they break their arm, they have another arm stretching out; when they break a leg, they can still crawl forward on the ground; when they penetrate their stomachs, they drag their intestines to continue walking?????? They are almost the best rushing warriors that cannot be killed. As long as their heads are still there, they will not stop the attack.
The fresh meat in front of them is constantly tempting them, and it is worth it to pay any price to eat humans.
This can be seen from their saliva flowing longer and their excited expressions.
"Bastard, hit the head, only those zombies can die. You guys!" The officers on the front line kept walking through the guards, roaring and reminding the soldiers and the militia how they shot.
Perhaps it was because the people on the defense were a little scared because they saw so many zombies attacking together.
At first, I almost forgot that the weakness of the zombie's head was the head. I picked up the gun and put it on pine and tense. As a result, most of the bullets either hit the zombie's body or were knocked away. Few hit the zombie's heads with the vital points.
It was only after they were urging by the officers and experienced veterans that they remembered to aim at the zombies' head and shoot. However, at this time, there were not many bullets sent to everyone. Many subsequent bullets were not transported to deliver.
At the gate of Central Ring City, there are still many people stuck there, and it is difficult for soldiers to enter and exit, and ammunition and weapons cannot be transported out at all.
In front of the formation, in addition to falling down thousands of corpses, many zombies were rushing up one after another.
"Fire guns, fire guns, throw grenades!" The commander immediately ordered the soldiers and militias.
In an instant, one cannon, one missile, and even one grenade dragged sparks toward the zombies in front of him. After the smoke of gunpowder, pieces of burnt corpses left on the position. Few zombies were still standing.
"Great, we won, we won!" The soldiers and militia soldiers stood up and clapped and cheered, feeling comfortable.
In their hearts, humans are always the most proud, and the zombies in front of them are just cannon fodder without brains!
"Ao--" But before they could be happy for a long time, they heard strange zombie roars again.
Immediately afterwards, a large group of black birds descended in the air.
Their red eyes, long wings, and pointed claws shook the soldiers and officers in the military defense line and scratched, and chatted randomly. Their speed was so fast that people could not defend themselves.
The defense line was in chaos, gunfire and zombie birds screamed. Finally, each big bird grabbed a human and flew away.
"Look, zombies, zombies are coming again!" After the chaos, most people gasped before they could recover and shouted, a sharp-eyed man pointed out from outside the defense line.
In the distance, there were a large number of tens of thousands of zombies surrounded them, and they could not see at first sight. They rushed towards them with teeth and claws.
"Oh my God, there are so many of them that they can't be killed, and they can't be finished. We're done, run away quickly!" After a militia crowd was raided by zombie birds, they left a shadow in their hearts. At this time, seeing so many more zombies pounced over, the defense line in their hearts finally collapsed. They threw down their guns and ran towards the city gate without caring about anything.
His run was great, and many people from the People's League began to imitate him and stopped defending the defense line. A large group of hula lasna threw down their guns and ran away desperately.
"Come back, come back, leave your post without hesitation and rectify the law!" Although the officers roared and tried to stop the militia from escaping, most of them still ran away with their armor.
On the position, there were only tens of thousands of regular soldiers with strict discipline and a few militia soldiers who were not afraid of death.
Outside the position, the zombies were getting closer and closer. The shells were no longer enough, and there were not many bullets. Without guns or cannons, they were just giving them in vain in front of these zombies who were sharp-toned and clawed, not afraid of being beaten or dying.
The north wind was whistling, and the rumbling footsteps of the zombies in the distance were getting closer and closer. No one thought that the defense line could still be defended, and these people were destined to be the food for the zombies.
The pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and cold sweat broke out on the soldiers' foreheads, and their hearts were constantly pounding, pinching the steel gun in their hands, and their knuckles turned white.
They were also afraid and wanted to run away, and ran away like militia. However, there were nearly one million refugees behind them that had not yet retreated to Central Ring City, so they could not retreat!
"Get the bayonet, we will fight with them!" At the critical moment, the white-haired base commander came, and he had a steel gun with a shiny bayonet in his hand.
Xiao Yi put down his glasses and lowered his eyelids.
He originally wanted to go to the front line with the base commander to fight for life and death with the zombies, but the base commander did not allow him to go.
As a veteran of the Xiao family faction, he has the obligation to protect the safety of the head of the family.
The commander knew that this time the fight with the zombie was going to go but not return. Xiao Yi was the only heir of the Xiao family in the future, so naturally he could not let him die. Even if Xiao Yi was almost at level 3, he could not take this risk.
After pursing his slender and cold lips, Xiao Yi turned around and walked towards the base experimental cave behind the mountain.
In the experimental cave.
It was still the same laboratory, and Chen Feifei was still lying on the iron bed. However, at this time, the glass cover on the bed was gone, and three of the five bonds on the body were missing.
The lab is no longer as lively as the lively and popular personnel in the past.