In the dark basement, in the Tianwei City Zombie Defense War Room, hundreds of computers were running at the same time, making a low hum. A young man is focused on the screen in front of him, his eyes fixed on the rapidly scrolling satellite images.
Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. His eyes widened, suspecting that he had seen it wrong. The photo on the screen showed a blurry scene, but he clearly saw something that shouldn't be there.
"This is impossible..." He muttered to himself, but a voice in his heart told him that this was not an illusion.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the screen again, but the picture in front of him did not change. He began to suspect that there was something wrong with the real-time images captured by the satellite. He tapped the keyboard quickly and reloaded a dozen images, but the result was still the same.
Then, he uploaded the loaded pictures to the main control computer. When he picked up the water cup on the side to drink water, the phone on the table rang. He hurriedly put down the water cup and picked up the phone.
A questioning voice came from the other end of the phone. The operator checked the pictures on the computer screen again and said, "General, through the satellite pictures uploaded by Shanhai City, I have confirmed that the A-class chameleon was killed by a group of D-class giants. The orangutan was torn to pieces."
His voice was trembling, and he couldn't believe it. However, those gorillas were strong and ferocious, and they tore the poor chameleon apart without mercy.
The chameleon seemed powerless when faced with a group of ferocious D-class gorillas. Although he didn't know the reason, it was the fact.
There was a hang-up beep from the other side, and he breathed a sigh of relief. His body seemed to have lost strength all of a sudden, and he slumped down in his chair, staring blankly at the computer screen.
Only then did he feel that his mouth was dry, and he hurriedly grabbed the water glass on the table and drank large gulps of water, as if it was the last sip of water in his life.
Water overflowed from the corner of his mouth, flowed down his chin, and wet his collar. He didn't care and just swallowed mechanically. After drinking the water, he leaned back in the chair tiredly, closed his eyes, and his mind was in chaos.
This phone call made him nervous for a whole hour, as if he had experienced a life and death struggle. Now that it was all over, he needed time to calm down.
He noticed that hundreds of operators in the war room looked at him doubtfully, and some even couldn't restrain their curiosity and ran to his computer to check the picture.
After confirming the truth, they were surprised and puzzled. Just kidding, A-level and D-level mutant beasts are not of the same magnitude. How did they do this? On drugs?
For a time, the war room was filled with an atmosphere of doubt and surprise. The operators' eyes widened, disbelief written on their faces. Some people even couldn't help but curse in a low voice, obviously shocked by this unexpected result.
Their eyes flickered back and forth between the screen and the operator, as if searching for answers.
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On the main street of Shanhai City, the convoy was surrounded by countless zombies. The leading armored vehicle was like a giant steel beast, trying to use its power to crush a passage. However, the densely packed zombies formed an invisible wall, making the armored vehicle's tires skid in place and unable to break through.
The sun shines through the broken windows onto the street, reflecting the desolation. The armored vehicle's engine roared, and its tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground. The motorcade flashed among the zombies, as if it was a desperate cry for help.
The roars of the zombies came one after another. They surged forward unconsciously, driven only by their desire for raw meat. The huge tires of the armored vehicle kept running over the bodies of zombies, but the zombies around them came like a tide and could not be wiped out.
"There are too many zombies ahead, and the vehicle cannot move!" In the armored vehicle, Cao Hui nervously observed the front, with large beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
There were a huge number of zombies around, densely packed into the road, and their roars echoed in the air, which was terrifying.
Cao Hui's heart sank. He originally thought that the corpse wave was behind them and they could easily escape by car, but now it seemed that the situation was far worse than imagined.
The school bus shook violently with the continuous collision of zombies, like a ship teetering on the wind and waves.
Li Qiwei tightly grasped the armrest of the seat and shouted into the intercom, "Cao Hui! Use the machine cannon to open a passage! We can't wait any longer, the vehicles behind are about to be pushed down by zombies!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the turret of the armored vehicle in front aimed at the dense group of zombies ahead, and fired shells one after another from the barrel. With a deafening roar, artillery fire exploded among the zombies. The zombies fell in pieces under the gunfire, opening up a bloody path for the convoy.
However, the artillery fire did not completely eliminate the zombies. Some zombies were blown to pieces, but their residual limbs were still crawling on the ground and continued to rush toward the armored vehicles.
The convoy was driving hard among the zombies, but within a hundred meters, suddenly, the armored vehicle's cannon misfired, and the entire convoy fell into chaos again.
They had just opened a passage ahead, and as the cannons ceased firing, they were instantly blocked by hordes of zombies. The zombies pounced on the armored vehicles one by one, seeming to completely destroy the entire convoy.
"What are you doing with the ceasefire?" Li Qiwei asked angrily on the walkie-talkie.
In the armored vehicle, Cao Hui and several police officers looked at the empty ammunition racks. He smiled bitterly and said, "No... no more shells!"
"Are you kidding me? How many cannonballs are there, less than fifty, and you're telling me there are no more cannonballs?"
"There are really no shells left. We just found these shells in the arsenal, and now they are all used up!"
"You wait for me. When we get to a safe place, you finally lock the hood of the car, otherwise I will kill you!" Li Qiwei cursed in his heart. Cao Hui didn't even let them communicate about such an important matter.
Li Qiwei picked up the loudspeaker and turned the volume to the maximum. He shouted loudly, "Everyone, prepare the petrol bombs!"
They quietly opened the modified throwing port, and beer bottles filled with gasoline were thrown out one by one, drawing parabolas in the air. These usually fragile glass bottles seemed to be given a new life at this moment. The life hit the zombie's body, reducing the resistance, and then fell to the ground, but it did not break as expected.
Upon seeing this, several vans behind the school bus stretched out their hands from the vehicle through the throwing port, holding burning gasoline bottles in their hands, and threw them towards the group of zombies. With a crackling explosion, the zombies were hit by the gasoline. The bottle ignited.
Fires shot up into the sky, heat waves rolled in, and the originally frightening zombies became even more embarrassed under the attack of burning gasoline bottles. The zombies were swallowed by the flames, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
Qin Lan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her, her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came to her.
She controlled the mecha and tried to rush into the zombie crowd to rescue the besieged vehicles. However, there were too many zombies. They came like a tide, and the mecha couldn't move at all.
Qin Lan gritted her teeth. Her eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness, but the predicament in front of her made her helpless. She hurriedly shouted, "Don't light the gasoline bottle in the car!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw an incredible scene. Several zombies picked up the burning gasoline bottles and rushed over the flames to several vans behind them. Then, in front of everyone's eyes, the zombies lifted the gasoline bombs and stuffed them into their throwing mouths.
"Ahhh...help!"
Flames raged inside the car, and the survivors screamed heartbreakingly. They slapped the car door desperately, trying to escape from the fire, but to no avail. Outside the car door, zombies were still blocking the way out, and they were even more terrifying by the flames.
The temperature inside the car rose sharply, and the flames licked every corner. The skin of the survivors was burnt black, and their hair turned to ashes in the firelight. The smell of burnt meat filled the air, accompanied by wailing and despair. It's like hell on earth.
There was a loud bang, the vehicle was swallowed by the fire, and finally it was overwhelmed, and an earth-shattering explosion occurred. Fireballs soared into the sky, and metal fragments and burnt zombie limbs flew into the sky together, like a doomsday carnival.
The aftermath of the explosion shook the surrounding buildings. Glass windows were shattered and brick walls trembled. Survivors in the vehicles ahead looked at this scene in horror.
"A bunch of idiots! I've made it very clear before, don't throw burning bottles out of the car, why can't you understand!" Li Qiwei heard the explosion and hurriedly shouted to the mecha behind him with the horn on his hand. He said, "Boss, find a way to activate the weapons on the mecha to kill the zombie wave!"
Qin Lan looked at the operation panel in front of her, feeling anxious. Her fingers slid back and forth across the cold touchscreen panel, trying to find the button to activate the device, but it all seemed in vain.
The symbols and patterns on the panel were intricate, like an unsolvable maze, confusing her thoughts.
Qin Lan took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She recalled the exoskeleton mecha she had used in the army and tried to find some clues from it.
Suddenly, her eyes fell on a seemingly inconspicuous symbol. It was a round button with no text label on it. It just lay quietly on the screen, as if waiting for her touch.
As Qin Lan's finger touched, there was an immediate reaction on the touch screen, and a message sounded inside the mecha, "Automatic defense mode has been activated!"
Qin Lan felt that every detail of the mecha seemed to come alive, as if it were full of vitality like a living thing.
In front of her eyes, the screen showed the environment around the mecha. All dynamics were clearly visible. She could sense every tiny change, whether it was the direction of the wind or the surrounding zombies, they were all clearly visible.
Qin Lan's eyes widened. Before he could understand the sudden situation, he saw the Gatling tongues of fire on the mecha's hands spitting out wildly, and dense bullets poured out like a heavy rain towards the zombies in front.
Qin Lan's heart skipped a beat and she instinctively closed her eyes, as if she could escape the massacre in front of her.
However, what surprised Qin Lan was that although the dense bullets pierced the air and made a sharp whistling sound, they did not hit the vehicle in front. Each bullet passed over and hit a few centimeters away from the surface of the vehicle. Zombies ahead.
In this tense and exciting moment, the whole world seemed to be plunged into endless chaos and fear. Countless zombies fell one after another under the massacre of mechas, and when everyone thought the crisis was about to end.
Suddenly, hundreds of huge bats fell from the sky. They were so dark that they blocked the sky and the sun, giving people an ominous premonition.
The eyes of these bats were red, and the fangs in their mouths flashed with cold light. They swooped down rapidly, aiming directly at the convoy.
