When the tide formed by big dark red rats began to emerge, Sanzi and his men kept shooting at them with rifles to block them, but it was seen that rats were being killed continuously, and rats rushed up again and again, They start to feel tired.
The third son also felt a little palpitating seeing the rats that were still running here in an endless stream. He led his team members to retreat and snipe, and after running not far away, a dozen big rats popped out of the rat swarm and jumped onto the ground. On the last player.
The big rats gnawed on everything that could be bitten on his body. Several rats stuck to his face tightly. The rats' claws ruthlessly hooked into his flesh, and their sharp teeth bit the flesh and blood on his face. Tear it off and swallow it, he hugged his face and rolled on the ground, a team member saw his companion's plight and stepped forward to help, just this small stop made them all be overwhelmed by the rat tide.
Speaking of the reddish eye circles of the third son here, he has only nine elite soldiers who have served as soldiers, and it doesn't matter whether they were cooking soldiers or pig raising soldiers before, as long as they have undergone complete recruit training, they are currently the most elite. Folding in three, is there only a small number of combat teams in total
Since Zhang Xiaoqiang formed the combat team, there were only eleven people at the beginning, and then it continued to expand, and now men and women are only in their early sixties. After going through so many battles a few days ago, except for the two deserters who were executed by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the others Not even a hair fell out.
Now he has just formed an elite team, which is still his direct team, equipped with the best equipment in the entire base, holding the best rifles, each with a 92-type pistol, bulletproof vest, polymer helmet, and truly armed to the teeth , but first retreated under the siege of hundreds of zombies, and then died three under the attack of the rat tide. He felt very ashamed, and even had the idea that he was not such a material.
Zhang Xiaoqiang comforted the third son, in his opinion, the third son has done a good job, although he was chased away with his tail between his legs in several actions today, but he still preserved his vitality as much as possible.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is not short of supplies or food now, and the number of people he is short of is not too many for 10,000 people, or too few for one. Although people retreated, although there were some damages, the system could still be preserved intact. If it were someone with a slightly duller mind, the entire army would have been wiped out twice by now.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has already confirmed that these rats are mutant rats. They live underground in the prison. The grain depot is their nursery and dining room. The third son led people to disturb the big rats, and these big rats chased them desperately. Here they surrounded Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others again.
Now there is no shortage of food for the time being, and everyone carries a pot of clean water with them, and there is no shortage of drinking water. Green-painted tin ammunition boxes are neatly stacked in the watchtower, and there is no shortage of ammunition, but the rats outside the fence don’t know there are any. How many, they continue to gather into a small hill formed by mice trying to cross the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's subordinates have been fighting against the mouse for more than two hours. The mouse is not afraid of death and does not know how to get tired. of fear.
The shooting frequency on the watchtower began to slow down. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his watch and then looked up at the sky. It seemed that there was nothing missing now, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that the worst and most terrible thing now was time.
If they can't solve the mouse problem before nightfall, the mice may sneak over the wall in the dark. There are no high-power generators here, and high-power spotlights have become decorations. Can't use bonfires for lighting, and his men haven't reached the level of equipped with night vision goggles, which may cause disaster at night.
"Shua... Shua..." Zhang Xiaoqiang's contemplation was interrupted by a sound like a sharp arrow piercing the air. He looked up at the source of the sound, and a sharp object with afterimages swept across the sky and sank into the wall.
These sharp objects scatter densely like ancient archers. One by one chopsticks are thick and thin, and the sharp thorns about half a meter long are pierced into the scattered rat corpses and open spaces on the ground. White dots fell to the ground one by one, and more flew to the people on the watchtower who were raising their guns and shooting.
"Ah..." The screams kept ringing out, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up and rushed into the watchtower and stepped upstairs in twos and threes. Three or four men were dragged aside and sat down. Wang Chong was removing the sharp thorns from a person. These thorns had pierced into the person's body for nearly an inch. As the thorns were pulled out one by one, bright red blood gushed out quickly and stained the yellow military uniform on his body. red.
There were two other people lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Their bodies were pierced all over the ground by these spikes. They looked like two hedgehogs lying on the ground. The dark red blood made a gap in the blood pool and slowly extended towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw a bottle of hemostatic powder to Wang Chong who was bandaging the wounded, and looked out through the window of the watchtower.
The platform on the watchtower was previously covered by many mutilated rat corpses. Later, the third son led people to remove these disgusting things, but now the platform is covered with countless spikes and yellow bloodstains besides the blood stained by the rat corpses. Copper shell casings were covered all over, and small holes the size of mung beans were gouged out on the wall by those spikes.
The uninjured team members panicked, some continued to raise their guns and shoot, some quickly stacked the emptied ammunition boxes on the platform into small shooting bunkers, the third son kept yelling at the people around him, From time to time, he raised his gun and shot a long burst towards the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the situation was not as bad as he imagined, so he looked up at the wall. The rats were still slowly forming a mountain of rats. It may be because the suppressive shooting of the rifles weakened a lot, but the speed of their formation was a little faster. , Zhang Xiaoqiang thought his eyes were blurred when he looked over the fence and looked at the open space behind Mouse Mountain, so he took out his binoculars to observe carefully.
In the open space 100 meters away from the wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a dozen big things slowly creeping towards this side. The size of these things was about the same as the large water tanks Zhang Xiaoqiang saw in the countryside, and they couldn’t be seen clearly when they were all together. The real appearance, but Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the culprits who fired the spikes were exactly them, and their bodies in a ball were lined with countless spikes like porcupines.
The 10x telescope brought the spikes on them closer to his eyes. Seeing these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped in his heart. Now the mice have started to develop long-distance