Facing this number of enemies, any obstruction they put in would be like shaking a tree like a worm.
When the soldier stabbed a zombie, another zombie had already stretched out its claws towards him. When he took out the dagger in his hand and cut off the zombie's claws, the other zombie had already bitten his thigh. .
In this state of attack, the steel guns in their hands did not last for five minutes, and more than 30 of the 60 people were lost in just a moment.
The battle was extremely fierce. A soldier was knocked down by more than a dozen zombies at the same time. Amidst the screams, Shi Hua heard an explosion.
When he looked up, the soldier had already detonated his grenade, killing all the zombies and dying together with them.
Soon his soldiers kept detonating the grenades on their bodies, which made Shi Hua feel that his heart was constantly dripping with blood. As an evolver, Shi Hua still had a certain resistance to zombies, especially those ordinary zombies under his control. His body is basically unable to be held in his hands.
The soldiers around Shi Hua, who were protected by Shi Hua, fought until the last moment. After half an hour, Shi Hua panted and looked around, only five people including him were left.
More than sixty people had held on for half an hour, and now only five people were left. A sad smile appeared on Shi Hua's lips, but his eyes were unusually fierce. He looked at the zombies in front of him that were still rushing towards them one after another. He no longer had any strength left.
\"Boom!\"
In the midst of another huge explosion, Shi Hua was overturned by the airflow, and his body kept hovering in the air. Shi Hua, who was close to being out of state, saw several other explosions and flames while rolling in the air. rang out in front of him.
Huge flames illuminated the surrounding scene, and he saw that the entire trench position they were defending was covered with dense zombies. These zombies were of various types, but they all had the faces of the living dead.
Just the clothes they wore were all flashy. I believe that when these people were alive in the past, they were either social elites or some women who loved beauty. They wore overalls, suits, skirts, short-sleeves, or jacket.
They were wearing all kinds of clothes, but their appearance could only be seen from the rags on their bodies. As for the original state of these clothes, they had basically disappeared without a trace.
Shi Hua's body was still floating in the air, and the zombies chasing them had fallen into the trench. The zombies seemed unable to climb out of the trench, waving their arms continuously in the trench.
At the last glance, Shi Hua saw the last soldier, who fired the grenade in his hand, and with a roar, the zombies in front of him turned into flames.
Waves of muffled sounds rang in his wet ears, and then his trench fell into silence. Apart from the silence on this side of the trench, Shi Hua could only hear the occasional sound coming from a few hundred meters and several kilometers away. The sounds of fighting, gunshots and explosions came from the battlefield.
But that has nothing to do with him anymore. The battle on his battlefield has ended, everyone is dead, and he is the only one left.
Gravity caused Shi Hua, who was flying in the air, to begin to fall to the ground. He didn't know what he landed on. Shi Hua only felt a sharp pain in his body and waist, and his waist was almost broken.
Feeling dizzy and wet, he used his last strength to do it. He touched something behind him, and suddenly his hazy eyes lit up.
A smile appeared on Shi Hua's lips, because the thing he touched was the thing he wanted most at the moment. It was an ammunition box containing ammunition. Although he didn't know what ammunition was inside, at least he had a need.
But it was very heavy. The moment Shiva pushed the ammunition box, he knew that there was something in the ammunition box. He didn't have time to check what was inside and what the symbols on the ammunition box were, so he just handed the ammunition box to him. Pull away.
What came into view were round objects, almost half the size of a fist. They were painted with green paint, had green tabs, and were shaking constantly.
A gratified smile appeared on Shi Hua's face, but that smile was a bit miserable. Apart from the dirt on his face, there was also blood at the corner of his mouth, the result of the shock wave caused by the grenade just now.
If Shi Hua didn't have time to wipe it, he just held on to the box in front of him. The boxes pulled in front of Shi Hua were not other things, but brand-new grenades.
There was a whole box of grenades, um, 24 in total. At this time, to Silva, this box of grenades was simply more beautiful and precious than anything he had ever seen in his life.
He cherished it even more than the bricks and tiles of Qin and Han Dynasties. He held the box in front of him, and heard the sound of footsteps in his ears. The messy footsteps were approaching. Shi Hua raised his hand, which was already covered with wounds, and groped for it. He took out a crumpled cigarette pack from his pocket.
Shiva opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, and then took out his treasured lighter, which was specially given to him by his fiancée before the end of the world.
The moment he saw the lighter, his wet eyes were instantly obscured by the mist. Before the end of the world, most women were very concerned about men smoking, and most men smoked. As a soldier, he was always on the edge of the battlefield and training. , and sometimes experience the test of life and death.
For them, cigarettes are a necessary item to soothe the soul. Almost all soldiers smoke, including Shiva, who cannot avoid this habit.
But what's strange is that his fiancée doesn't mind him smoking, because he thinks that as a man, he should have his own hobbies. He thinks that smoking is a habit that Silva should have and has the right to have.
Sometimes he would carefully take out a cigarette for Shi Hua and help him light a fire. This kind of considerate gesture would always make Shi Hua feel a little excited in his heart, and then a smile would replace the excitement in his heart. move.
For a man, it is very rare for his woman to smoke a cigarette for him and put her face on his face.
It is better than the kind of woman who preaches like an old lady all day long. In that case, men will feel very tired. Men hate women like that the most. For men, preaching and disciplining them all day long is a kind of prison. Hell feels like.
However, the time we spent together was always short-lived. His fiancée and he spent less time together and more separation. Under this situation, his girlfriend had some objections. Then one day, his girlfriend gave him a gift.
