Blood and fire.
The war song of the torrent of steel and the endless tide of corpses.
The sounds of human beings fighting, the roaring explosions of artillery fire, the screams of missiles piercing the air, and the howls of carrion monsters form the most tragic symphony in the world.
The battlefield has become an Asura hell. There are stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the ground is covered with the flesh and blood mud left by the smashed corpse monsters. Stepping on it with boots will crush the muscle fibers or some brittle bones, making a "creep" sound. There was a sound, but when he lifted it up, there were pieces of meat sticking to the soles, pulling out long threads like cheese.
Our army is brave.
Countless warriors stepped forward, their chests filled with blood and tears, and they stepped on the scarlet ground to drive away the tide of corpses step by step.
"Commander..."
"The death toll of our troops..."
There were only a few people sitting in the empty command room, and observers kept sending battle reports from the front line.
Although humans have sounded the clarion call for counterattack, torn apart the formations of the carrion monsters, and even had the potential to counterattack, the number of casualties has also risen sharply, and a large number of soldiers have sacrificed bravely every moment.
One hour, two hours, five hours, ten hours.
The battlefield has turned into a quagmire of flesh and blood. The hot bullet shells popped out of the gun hall and fell into the quagmire, setting off bursts of green smoke and burning the surrounding flesh.
Although the soldiers are full of sacrifice spirit, their bodies will also feel tired and sluggish.
The endless tide of corpses is still vast, but the human soldiers have reached their limit after a whole day of fighting, but even so they are still fighting tenaciously.
You can’t imagine…
A soldier was covered in blood, with the blood of the rotting monsters covering every corner of his body. He was covered with the blood of his comrades around him, and then covered with a thick layer of ashes, and the process was repeated over and over again.
A pinch of palm.
The hard shell made of large pieces of flesh fell off, just like a beggar chicken before the end of the world, except that the outer layer of clay was replaced by plasma ashes.
But even so, the soldiers were still fighting.
"Take the first step."
One soldier was exhausted and slowly fell into a pool of blood. The following team endured tears and continued to move forward. No one could escape anymore. All the warrior heroes had only one thing in their minds.
Die in battle! !
The battle goes from day to night, from night to dawn.
In the blink of an eye, a whole day has passed. Both humans and the corpse tide have fallen into the seed of the abyss of death. When the first soft light of dawn shines on the people, all the blood-soaked warriors exude an aura that is worse than that of the rotting corpses. Want an unpleasant stench.
Wu Ze.
Military expedition.
The two powerful beings who were regarded as "military gods" by the soldiers had killed countless alien species.
Those hunters exhausted all their powers, their hands and feet had long been unable to control themselves, and they kept twitching because of exhaustion, mechanically killing the monsters in front of them.
Look at those ordinary soldiers again.
The firearms and weapons in their hands had long since burned into red iron rods, and many of them had run out of ammunition a few hours ago.
But when the bullets were gone, he put on his bayonet and went to fight. When the blade became blunt, he swung his fist to smash it. When he had no strength left in his body, he pressed the detonation button of the grenade and died together with those carrion monsters.
One night, just one night.
The number of carrion monsters dropped sharply from eight million to about three million, while the number of human warriors was reduced to ten.
More than 90% of the soldiers died in the counterattack of this huge zombie wave. The sacrifice of every hero cost thousands of times the enemy's life.
"It's about to end."
"Generals, generals, we have tried our best."
Commander Wu Lie in the command room said in a low voice: "To all the soldiers at Panshan Base, I am proud of you."
Humanity has tried its best.
Our weapons and ammunition were exhausted, and the trump cards in the missile silos were exhausted. Each tank fired all the shells, and then crushed the bodies of countless carrion monsters with its steel body until it fell into a mire of meat and could not move.
Although I don't want to admit it.
But in the end we will lose this war.
There are still a huge number of more than three million in the endless zombie tide, and a considerable part of these remaining zombies are alien species with terrifying abilities.
"Everyone!!"
"To be able to fight to this extent, we have been able to go down in history. You have created a miracle."
"Now I give the final order. All soldiers launch a final charge to buy the last time. After all soldiers are sacrificed, the bombers ignite the remaining tar bombs and set off a wall of fire for defense."
"All civilians in Panshan Base, the old, the weak, the sick, women and children, please leave the base immediately!!"
Commander Wulie issued the final order.
Like "Commander Wu" who once fell into the base, he chose to make the final sacrifice and let the old, weak, women and children leave first.
Commander Wu Lie took one last look at the console, took off his military cap, and joined the human counterattack with the last garrison.
The last bombers prepare to take off.
After all the soldiers are sacrificed, the tar bomb will burn up a wall of fire, completely separating the battlefield from the base. While the flames are burning, the old, weak, women and children in the base will be able to buy enough time to escape.
Although there is little hope of survival in the future, it can retain a trace of fire.
sacrifice.
We are going to sacrifice.
We are going to die fighting.
But none of the soldiers regretted it.
"Brothers, let us fight to the death together!!"
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I'm finally going to catch up in the footsteps of those brothers."
When the first ray of light shone on their cheeks covered with blood, mud and flying ash, those warriors actually smiled a little, and death seemed less terrifying.
Only one-tenth of the warriors remain.
Desperate yet full of hope, they finally rushed towards the group of corpses.
The weapons in many people's hands could no longer be used, so they pulled out daggers and daggers to fight those monsters to the death.
The bombers have followed the instructions and are preparing to drop tar incendiary bombs at the forefront of the battlefield. The moment everyone is killed and sacrificed, the sea of fire will burn again.
However...at this moment a sudden change occurred.
A certain general who was guarding the last post in the base suddenly issued a strange order.
"Bombers on standby... do not drop incendiary bombs..."
"They are coming, our reinforcements are coming, we are finally here!!"
Many soldiers had blank expressions when they heard the news.
Reinforcements?
Are there really reinforcements?
The earth is shaking! !
The sky became eclipsed, and waves of dark clouds were stirring high in the sky, as if there were silver dragons flying back and forth.
Suddenly, a thunder crashed to the ground, electrocuting the corpses within a few hundred meters into charcoal. In the thunderstorm and lightning, a figure floated in mid-air out of thin air.
"we are coming."
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(End of chapter)