"Rumble"
Great Northwest Frontier.
The horizon stretching for tens of thousands of kilometers, as far as the eye can see, is filled with dense zombies, the number of which is like a flash flood and tsunami.
The scene was so shocking. The zombies were coming, the ground was shaking violently, and the air was filled with the rotting stench unique to zombies. There was nowhere to hide.
"There are still 2 kilometers to go!"
"Hit, long-range fire!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The first row of front line high ground fired dense laser beams, killing all the zombies rushing in the first row.
The zombies came one after another. The zombies behind them trampled the fallen zombies into meat pies and continued to attack with their claws and teeth.
The firepower covers a wide area of attack, but it can't stop the zombies from advancing at all.
"Hit me hard!"
Chai Junhu and other five-member team all fired from long range and went all out to fight.
The temporary communications soldier quickly arrived at the front line on a flying skateboard, found Chai Junhu's location, and quickly sent a message after landing.
"I just received news that there are zombies carrying EMP bombs in the zombie wave."
"What?"
Chai Junhu just stopped shooting, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
The communications soldier said in a panic:
"The news is very reliable. This is the tactic of the demon army. The zombie tide is carrying EMP to rush to the border. They are bound to win. The temporary command headquarters asks you what to do, retreat or continue to defend!"
"You're so defensive, run away!"
After Liu Qiangxi heard this, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. He trembled and said that he wanted to retreat.
"Resolutely not to retreat, stick to the position, even if we fight hand-to-hand, we must defend the national border!"
Chai Junhu's reaction was just the opposite. No matter how dangerous the zombie tide was, he would never take a step back.
"You are crazy, you want to die, and I don't want to die with you!"
Liu Qiangxi turned around and was about to run away, but just as he was about to jump off the commanding heights, he was targeted by Chai Junhu's gun.
"Anyone who escapes from battle will be killed without mercy. Think clearly!"
"Mr. Chai, you want to kill me, are you sure?"
Liu Qiangxi looked at Chai Junhu in disbelief.
"You want to die and you want to take us to be buried with you. What kind of brother are you!"
Liu Qiangxi roared angrily:
"I am just a businessman, not a soldier. If you want to die, you will die on your own. I won't play with you anymore. If you can, just shoot me!"
After Liu Qiangxi cursed loudly, he pushed the correspondent away, snatched his flying skateboard, and quickly fled from the front line.
Chai Junhu took aim with his gun, but he failed to pull the trigger until Liu Qiangxi disappeared from sight.
"Can you snipe?"
Chai Junhu gave up shooting and turned to ask the communications soldier.
"meeting."
"Are you afraid of death?"
"It's not the black armor who is afraid of death."
"Take it and kill zombies with us!"
In this way, the communications soldier took Liu Qiangxi's place and completed the 5-man team.
Liu Qiangxi cursed in a low voice as he ran.
"Bah, what kind of bullshit black family is this? You really think I care about it. You know that there is danger, but you still don't leave. If you are not a fool, who are you? You are a bunch of lunatics who don't care about your life!"
Liu Qiangxi cursed and fled across the border. He did not return to the training base and went south to the domestic safety zone to escape.
Contrary to him, there were countless vehicles on the ground, one after another, rushing straight to the front line like moths rushing to a flame.
They are volunteers organized voluntarily across the country, and there are countless high-level hunters and adventurers.
…
The tide of zombies outside the border is getting closer and closer. Although there are intensive laser shootings, there are too many zombies.
The zombie tide passed by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and there were countless zombie corpses every meter forward.
Just like this, under the mindless charge of zombies, the zombie wave has also reached 100 meters from the front line.
At this moment, long-range weapons were not very effective. Many people switched to melee weapons. Looking at the tide of corpses close at hand, they roared and shouted:
"Come on, you beasts, Black Armor is here to make sure you never come back!"
Still 50 meters away from the front line.
The black-armored warriors on the rear front rose into the sky on flying skateboards, shooting at the zombie tide indiscriminately from a high position.
The team that occupied the commanding heights clutched their weapons tightly and waited nervously for the zombies to approach.
Zombies kept falling on the charging road, and more zombies rushed up from behind. They were shot and killed, and then other zombies took their places, charging without fear of death and without thinking.
"Hungry!"
Zombies swooped at the commanding heights of the front line.
"Puff"
An ax chopped the zombie's head into pieces, and Chai Junhu shouted:
"kill!"
"Puff puff puff"
Occupying the commanding heights and cutting down zombies will get twice the result with half the effort. Even if the zombies are instantly submerged like a tide, they will not be able to reach the commanding heights for a while and can only be killed one after another.
How terrifying is the tide of over 100 million zombies. Zombies are swarming with zombies, and there is no end in sight. Cutting down zombies is like chopping wood. You don’t have to aim your ax to chop a zombie’s head into pieces.
There were so many dead zombies that their bodies fell to the ground and became stepping stones for other zombies. The commanding height of two to three meters was actually filled in within 10 minutes.
Having lost the advantage of the commanding heights, mountains of corpses have been piled up on the ground, and zombies are still charging forward one after another.
"Resist!"
In a 5-man team, 4 people use black armor shields to form a protective wall, and one person is responsible for killing with all his strength, trying not to be overwhelmed by the zombie tide.
Just when the first line of defense was about to be overwhelmed by the tide of corpses.
"Dudu...dudu...dudu..."
From behind the front line, the pleasant, familiar, and shocking sound of the charging horn came unexpectedly.
Looking back, I saw a team of domestic adventurers and hunters, driving on a rampage, entering the conflict line to guard the rear, and intercepting zombies that slipped through the net.
At the very front of the leading car, a young man stood on the front of the car, holding a trumpet in his hand and playing music that would excite the Chinese people.
The Charge has always been full of passion.
When the charge horn blows, the God of War returns.
Foreigners don't feel this way, but Chinese people are very familiar with this assault.
The pride imprinted in the bones, when the charge horn sounds, is inspiring for both black armor and ordinary people.
"kill!"
The civilians shouted "Kill Zhentian", opened the car door, jumped on the carriage, raised their weapons and shouted in unison.
"Kill!"
The black-armored warriors also followed the sound of the charge, cheered loudly, and fought harder.
The convoy rushed into the zombies in a majestic manner. The front of the car hit the zombies and crushed the corpses as they passed. The civilians on the carriage shouted to kill Zhentian, waving their weapons, and each blow could chop the head of a zombie.
Soon the supporting civilians rushed into the border and fought bloody battles with the zombies. They used vehicles to form the last line of defense to prevent any zombie from entering the border.
"Brothers, find the zombie bomb and solve the crisis!"
The Dark Fire Action Team fought guerrillas in the sky on flying skateboards. When they saw the mourners who had slipped through the net being blocked by the common people with their flesh and blood, they became even more enthusiastic.
"Boy, blow the charge louder for me!"
"Swish swish"
The flying skateboard rushed forward quickly, crossing the thick tide of corpses below, shooting while looking for possible threats.
at this time.
"Buzz"
The unique pulse ripples of electromagnetic pulse explode and spread like water droplets, instantly covering a 100-mile radius of the front line.
The nano-armors on the black-armored warriors affected by the electromagnetic pulse all malfunctioned, and even the few civilian trucks on the edge were completely scrapped under the influence of the electromagnetic pulse.
