It's just because Xiao Shan can't let go of his regiment. If something happens to him and his regiment is too close to Zhao Xiazi,
Xiao Shan was really worried. Well, if he was no longer around, the division commander would hand over his regiment to someone similar to someone who took pictures. Then his regiment would be finished, and all the soldiers would basically have no way to survive.
At this time, the messenger ran over again. He handed over a piece of paper with a few simple words written on it. Xiaoshan didn't see the result of the piece of paper. He just glanced at the corner of his eye with "um", but it was just this glance. , Xiao Shan almost flew into a rage.
\"boom!\"
Xiao Shan's big palm slammed on the table. It was really his temporary combat command room. The table was filled with various items, including a gyroscope map, an ashtray, cigarettes, a lighter, and a tea cup. As Xiao Shan With a slap, the teacup jumped directly on the spot, and then rolled in the air. The tea was swaying in the air like a goddess scattering flowers. The crystal clear and green tea flipped in the air like a pearl, and finally mixed with Some tea leaves fell on the table and the ground.
Looking at Xiao Shan at this time, his face was already red. Everyone could see that Xiao Shan was extremely angry. In the combat command city, other officers and soldiers who were in contact did not stop to watch after hearing the sound. , just lowered his head and continued to sit on what he was doing.
Their mission is to complete their work. As an officer or soldier, no matter what happens in the outside world, as long as it has nothing to do with them or does not threaten their lives and safety, these people will not Will understand.
At most, some people looked back, but it was that glance. They only glanced because the movement interrupted their thoughts. As for the opponent who is suffering now, it is the messenger who is soaked all over his body and face. There were tea water and tea stains, but he couldn't move. Even when the tea cup jumped up and flew into his face, the boat skate didn't wave his hand to stop it.
The messenger allowed the tea to splash on his face, but he just held his head high and did not speak or move.
What made Liang Xiaoshan angry was that what was written in the order was nothing else, but that the entire armored infantry regiment of Zhao Xiazi, with all the equipment and supplies, withdrew towards the back of their entire division, escaped before the battle, and even took it with them. with the entire armored infantry regiment.
How can this make Xiao Shan not angry? The key is that after he escapes, Xiao Shan's entire back will be exposed and completely exposed to the attack of zombies. Xiao Shan looked at the alarm in front of him that was crumpled by his own description.
He couldn't help but sit down on the stool. His anger had no effect. Xiao Shan ran away. His only choice was to shrink his defense. In addition to Xiao Shan, they had three groups in this poem.
There are two combat regiments, and the other is logistics supply. Although the logistics regiment does have soldiers, guns and weapons, and even a few combat vehicles, they are logistics supply troops and have almost no combat effectiveness.
\"Report to the leader, the zombies are charging again,\"
At this time, another messenger came in from the outside. The messenger here was different from the previous one. There was no tension or anxiety on his face, and he just answered his information lightly,
Even the messenger next to him was somewhat respectful to him. Xiao Shan ignored the messenger, grabbed the tactical telescope on the table, and rushed out of the tent.
The artillery fire outside once again drew curtains of rain in the night sky, and countless bullets continued to pour into the darkness in the distance. Xiao Shan raised his telescope and looked at the battlefield in front of him.
They saw a formation of countless zombies swarming over to continue the project. Thousands of their entire group, with firepower, light and heavy weapons, were constantly scattered among the zombies a hundred meters away from them.
The first thing that started was the long-range firepower. The artillery fire blown by the tanks and the roaring shells exploded among the zombies. In an instant, hundreds of zombies were blown away by the power of the tank's gunfire. Countless mud and sand were mixed with stones. They kept flying among the group, unscrupulously penetrating every zombie that stood in front of them.
Under high-speed operation, it is no longer possible to tell whether it is a stone or a shell fragment, and the lethality is equally astonishing, but within that range, whether it is a shell fragment or a rapidly moving stone.
They are capable of tearing anything into pieces. In an instant, hundreds of zombies turned into dead bodies and body parts around the cannonballs. The cannonballs were like torpedoes falling into the sea. Among them, waves of waves were set off. Through the tactical telescope, Xiao Shan could see that these waves kept rolling, and a large pit appeared on the spot. The zombies quickly filled the position where a circle was blown. .
As those craters appeared, the zombies showed no reaction. They continued to walk forward. From time to time, zombies fell into the craters in front of them. The zombies rolled in the craters, but never had the chance to stand up. It was like they were helpless. Licking chicken, his hands and feet were tied, and he fell into the huge crater blown up by the tank.
In just a few minutes, the crater was filled with zombies. Xiaoshan, who was still full, watched in surprise as the zombies refilled the craters and continued to move forward.
Xiaoshan's hands were a little stiff for the first time, and the tank's shells continued to tear the zombies apart into trenches or large pits. As these large pits emerged, the zombies' movements did slow down a lot, and even It was pushed back, but further away, in Xiaoshan's telescope,
He moved backwards, and the tide of zombies in the distance stretched imperceptibly. It was really like a long river, rolling and moving towards him without any signs of stagnation.
On both sides of the wet nest like a long river, there are countless light years rolling in the air and attacking inside the wet nest. Countless cannonballs rise up in groups of light in the night sky, illuminating the entire sky and ground. one slice.
Countless guns rang in his ears, and Xiao Shan knew that they were their comrades. Soldiers from other units were fighting back against the zombie wave. The counterattacks of artillery fire and flames kept rolling in the air, which indicated that others were still fighting.
However, some teams have disappeared silently among these zombies. Some people may remember them, but no one may remember them, but the role played by these people cannot be told. If it were not for all the troops of the 7th Armored Infantry Division, Resist there,
