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Hundreds of flatbed carts made of arrow-stopping carts are in groups of three, and each group is connected by metal chains. More than 30 groups of flatbed carts are spread out one by one, which can block a section of more than 300 meters. It is flexible in movement and can be combined freely, no matter it is an obstacle or a fortification.
The soldiers of the blood wolf regiment looked at these gadgets made by the deputy head in surprise, not to mention how complicated they were. Although the Mongols lost their former glory, they still admired blood and bravery. The difficult environment made them despise life and death and value pride. , watching the main group kill zombies like chickens, lined up neatly, proudly puffed out their chests, and shot thousands of zombies in their spare time.
That's what they want, and that's what they need the leader to take them to do, to prove themselves with great achievements, but when their leader excitedly found them a set of turtle shells, all the soldiers were embarrassed up.
"The Han people have a good saying, safety first, safety first... let me push the cart..."
Following Lakshin's order, a battalion of soldiers rushed forward with rifle pushers and arrow blockers on their backs. Although they yearned for bloody bravery, Lakshin was their regiment leader. They couldn't think of anything other than rush forward desperately. What to vent.
Lakshin followed behind with joy, and led the second battalion to stick closely behind these vehicles. When these arrow-proof vehicles rushed to the front, under Lakshin's command, they surrounded the city for a half circle, and the soldiers stood behind the vehicles and fired. The zombies were densely packed in front of the flatbed truck.
When countless zombies piled up in front of the flatbed truck to form a mountain of corpses, Lakshin asked the soldiers to drag the flatbed truck back tens of meters to form a car formation. In front of this simple fortification, the zombies continued to form a ring-shaped mountain of corpses. The piles are arranged hundreds of meters, which makes people very happy.
What Lakshin did not only reduced their casualties to zero, but also let the soldiers shoot the zombies in the head. Compared with the main force, their accuracy was higher, and each of them had six hundred soldiers. With bullets as a backup, the indirect killing efficiency has become the highest among several troops. Basically, three bullets can kill at least two zombies.
Several troops in the rear killed the zombies efficiently, so that the periphery of the corpse sea was firmly stuck, and the center of the corpse sea was like butter cut by a sharp knife. Under the fire of hundreds of light and heavy machine guns, the zombies fell down in rows. Well, the armored regiment can rush in so easily, within Shi Yuanye's expectation, although there are a lot of zombies left, they are attracted to two ends, one end is Zhang Xiaoqiang and the second defense regiment, and the other end is the main attacking army. frontier.
After the two ends were divided, although the middle area was still covered with zombies, the density was no longer as dense as before. After aerial photography, the staff department compared it three times, and finally concluded that the zombies' strength was tight, so there was a This extremely daring plan.
The flames and black clouds from the 4,000 rocket explosions were also seen by the soldiers on Bamboo Shoot Mountain. More than 700 soldiers crowded on the 50-70-meter peak, watching the huge movement in the distance. Excited, but no one had the strength to cheer. In the middle of last night, all water sources had been cut off.
In the high-intensity battle, the water source is consumed at a high speed, and there is not much water stored. Now, except for the two big dogs who are not short of water, even Zhang Xiaoqiang and Miaomiao are so dry that their mouths are blistering.
Yesterday was a difficult day. The bullets did not accumulate until today, and they were fired as early as midnight. The casualties of two hundred people proved the cruelty and crisis of last night.
If Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't left 200 liters of gasoline as the fuel for the Molotov cocktails, perhaps they lost far more than 200 people. Although there were two big dogs attacking and running non-stop, and two small zombies rushed into the position, I don't know how zombies distinguish between day and night, but they know how to let small zombies sneak attack overnight.
Two, and various small zombies, let them declare the fall of the second trench. Two-thirds of the soldiers stationed in the second trench were killed, and less than half of the corpses were recovered, and the rest were dragged by the zombies. Walk.
When all the bullets were emptied, the bayonet became dull, all strength was exhausted, and everyone was desperate, the news of the main force's counterattack became the last straw for the soldiers. They can support until now, maybe they are the last Life is at hand.
The little water they got early in the morning had long since moistened the thirsty throats of the soldiers. They sat crowded together in the last ditch with their legs bent, watching the mountain of corpses within twenty meters grow slowly. It was so clear in their eyes that they could touch it, but none of them fired because the latter magazine was also empty.
"Today is the day, if it's life or death, if it doesn't work, you should prepare..."
Looking at the sea of corpses at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Xiaoqiang whispered to Li Grassland beside him. Li Grassland had a complicated look on his face, and he remained silent for a long time before saying:
"Don't worry, Brother Cockroach, I left a bullet, and I'll settle it myself when the time comes. Thinking of me, a worthless wretch who was expelled from the army, to be able to do what I'm doing today is worthy of my ancestors..."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that Li Grassland's thinking was wrong, so he didn't explain much, drew out the mouse king blade and drew a line on the rock under his feet, and made three words with the zigzag line, "Follow me".
After writing it, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the back saw and saw the stone to pieces, making Li Grassland's face pale. He understood what Zhang Xiaoqiang meant, Zhang Xiaoqiang had the means to take him out of here, but the premise of leaving was that he had to give up his soldiers .
Zhang Xiaoqiang wrote what he wanted, and ignored Li Grassland. He just looked at the group of corpses below, picked up his sniper rifle, and looked for Z-shaped zombies that might appear. Although he knew the chances were low, he always wanted to try his luck.
Li Caoyuan behind him didn't let Zhang Xiaoqiang wait for long, Li Yuanyuan said in a hoarse voice:
"Brother Cockroach, thank you for being able to afford it and always taking me by your side, otherwise I would have died in the desert long ago. With your blessing, I have also changed from a little person who eats and waits to die all day long to become a superior person." The leader of Brother Qian.
In my whole life, I never thought that I could lead thousands of people to the battlefield. Now that I have done it, I am satisfied in this life. I have not made any achievements, and I am not a genius, but I can survive for several days in the sea of millions of corpses , Let me feel that my life is not in vain.
Since you have made me the head of these brothers, then I am their elder brother. Since we cannot live together, it is a comfort to die together. Thank you. I am a worthless alcoholic. I am still my brother. stay together… . "
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not annoyed by being rejected, nor did he blame Li Yuanyuan for his ignorance of flattery. Turning around, seeing the determination in Li Yuanyuan's eyes, he suddenly smiled, patted Li Yuanyuan's shoulder and said:
"You don't blame me, do you..."
Li Yuanyuan shook his head again and again, and said sincerely:
"Inner Mongolia can be without the second garrison regiment, without me, Li Grassland, but it can't be without you, Brother Cockroach. The soldiers below are saying that it is God's grace to the grassland people that you were brought to the grassland. I don't know how many people will die, and I don't know how many years I have to wait before I can fight back against the zombies..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and smiled wryly. It was only at the right time for him to make such achievements on the grassland. If the golden wolf flag had not found his head, he would probably be on his way home by now, fighting wits and courage with zombies from other provinces Well, I really don't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Bump! Touch!!"
The long-lost gunshots rang out, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and your prairie headed down the mountain together, only to see a company commander in the third ditch using a pistol to headshot the zombies below one by one. Pointing, and then everyone followed his fingers to see that a few kilometers away, a torrent of steel rushed into the depths of the sea of corpses.
Seeing the matchbox-like tank, all the soldiers who were sitting on the ground gasping for breath stood up holding their rifles, staring at the reinforcements coming from afar, many of them roared hoarsely and gave weak cheers, and the burning in their throats seemed to have eased. There were also soldiers kneeling on the ground, lying on the ditch and staring at the army obsessively, fearing that it was just a mirage that would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Cockroach, they're coming, they're coming... they're rushing over...."
Li Yuanyuan was incoherent with excitement. For the first time, regardless of his identity, he grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's sleeve and shook it. His eyes suddenly turned red, and a few tears came out when he didn't even notice. The remaining soldiers of the Second Defense Regiment may cry after being saved.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not as excited as Li Grassland and couldn't help himself. He only glanced at the overwhelming armored regiment, and focused his attention on the bottom of the mountain. As expected, the sea of zombies below the mountain changed. Countless zombies turned around one after another, forming a torrent, slowly Slowly converged and flooded towards the armored regiment.
With Bamboo Shoot Mountain as the center, two huge torrents slowly formed, like huge pincers, extending towards the armored regiment rushing over, and the zombies blocking the front of the armored vehicle also gathered one after another, continuously deepening the thickness, ready to block the armored regiment shock.
At the same time, the mountain of corpses at the foot of the mountain also began to collapse, melting rapidly downwards. Many zombies rolled into the middle of the sea of corpses by themselves, smashing up pieces of zombies. Obviously, the assault of the armored regiment made the Z-type zombies start to panic.