Apocalypse Cockroach: Five hundred and thirteen mountain heads

On the Hubei battlefield, the four million zombie blocking battles have been fought for a week, along hundreds of kilometers, with flames burning everywhere, or traces of zombie surging. The first-line battlefield has already become a yellow flower yesterday. The ten-kilometer line of defense built by thought has long been occupied by zombie. The various trenches, fortifications, warehouses, and barbed wire that were built before have been occupied by zombie.

The three mountains have become the only position in the sea of ​​corpses that has not yet fallen. Three thousand people are trapped on the top of the mountain waiting for the final counterattack. The first-line troops have gradually retreated to the second-line defense and are gradually being forced out of the position by zombie.

Unprecedented pressure made Huang Quan not sleep well for a week, including all the soldiers and high-level leaders. The same is true for the Yang Ke'er and Evolution groups. They filled in the weak defense lines in various places that were about to be breached. One place was just stabilized. Then he rushed to the next place, and it was no exaggeration to describe it in vain.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers and Evolution, the two running dogs of Yang Ke'er alone are tired dogs. They dragged their ears and ran back and forth in various battlefields. The only thing that can be happy is the mutant snake and the black face food After eating too much food, Xiaohei also began to picky eaters. Non-type 2 zombie did not eat, often arrogantly rushed into the corpse group, and the sea of ​​corpses was turned upside down. Finally, treasure hunts generally eat 2 type zombie hidden in the sea Off.

After the two mutant big dogs have gone through a circle, the mutant snake’s body like a big tank continues to swell, and it has reached the width of a half-large tank, which is more than the giant **** fish. If it is changed to Zhang Xiaoqiang, it is absolutely Unrecognizable. In addition, after the second molt of the mutant water snake, the color of the scales became bright and colorful, and flashed like a rainbow.

However, that’s just before. Now the mutant water snake has become a mud snake. The huge battlefield has only one line of defense, the swamp line of defense. Lu Xiaobu serves as the commander of the second line of defense. It was transformed into a huge swamp.

The amount of engineering to transform the swamp is huge. To this end, the engineering transformation was completed by Old Ren Shi with his army of 20,000 construction. Of course, 20,000 people are only a small part. For this war, the Hubei base has all the money. In order to coordinate 70% of the rear population with the army’s transformation work, countless people were sweating on this land, and the transformation was finally completed within a month.

The groundwater extracted from the mixing of millions of cubic meters of soil is mixed with mud. All kinds of lime, coal ash and sand that can be found are stirred together to form a muddy mixture. In addition, the concave ground has also been artificially dug deep. Countless trenches meet in the valley.

When the sea of ​​zombie approached the second line of defense, the entire concave ground has become a miracle created by Lu Xiaobu and Old Ren Shi, day and night tossing in the mud, tens of thousands of people have become mud monkeys, everywhere on the construction site It was excavated mud, and the trench was filled with gushing groundwater, because it needed water. No one would drain the trench, and everyone was working in the muddy muddy water.

When zombie lined up with long dragons and fell silently in the mud, everyone’s fatigue and pain almost disappeared. zombie lost 800,000 on the frontline position, nearly 300,000 zombie attracted in three mountains On the road, there are millions of zombies approaching slowly. The striker is close to the first wave of two hundred zombie. The zombie group of about 300,000 are all buried in the mud in a day.

The results on the first day were gratifying. On the second and third day, the boundless swamp changed from an ocean to a small pool in front of millions of zombie, a 20-square-kilometer artificial swamp The ground is rapidly reduced by the crazy filling of zombie without loss. By the noon of the third day, all the mud has been filled into a solid hill. The zombie body is the skeleton of the hill.

Finally, the troops can’t hold back anymore, and finally they are forced to retreat by zombie. This time, they retreat without retreat. There are only two preset battlefields, one is a defensive triangle formed by three mountains. In the middle area, zombie's body and bones form the fourth mountain.

The mountain exudes a strong corpse smell. The decaying liquid zombie forms a miserable green lake at the foot of the mountain. Every soldier fighting on the mountain can't smell, everything is smelly, rifles, military uniforms, bullets The smoke from the launch, drinking water, and even food were full of body odor.

This corpse mountain is a man-made bait. Most of the zombie corpses were burned by the army. The number of zombie is continuously reduced, but the quality cannot be replenished. With this corpse mountain, it becomes a flame that attracts moths. zombie continuously rushed into the center of the three mountains to add bricks to this dead mountain.

Zhao Deyi is completely invisible, the whole person is covered with smoke and black and gray, and his eyes are no longer black and white, and the dense bloodshot makes his eyes look scary red, deep eyes, deep and thin Cheeks, and grass-like hair, the whole image of an addict who is just about to die.

The unremarkable Zhao Deyi sits on the top of one of the peaks, eyes staring blankly at the zombie surging below. In the trench below him, the soldiers squatted in the trenches and shot at the surging zombie below the mountain Innumerable bullet shells will lay trenches, and the soldiers will surge in countless bullet shells as if they are shuttled through floating sand.

There are very few three-shot bursts, most of them are single shots, single shots every three seconds are the main melody on the position, the soldiers use the bullets stingily, and the scattered gunshots are not enough to block the zombie. zombie is engulfing similar corpses under the mountain.

Hundreds of heavy machine guns have already stopped shooting. Although the use of wood to make warheads alleviates the shortage of ammunition, no amount of ammunition can keep up with the continuous number of zombie. More and more zombie are shot. More and more ammunition is being consumed. Today, in the battle of resistance, all heavy machine guns are finally misfired. No matter how much the soldiers save, each heavy machine gun has an average of less than three ammo bases. Fifty rounds of ammunition in a magazine, the ground, more than 100 machine guns have less than 20,000 rounds of heavy machine guns, which is reserved for the last reserve in case.

Not only machine guns, but millions of rounds of ammunition stored on the hills have almost been consumed. zombie surrounds the hills like iron drums. The shells can’t go down. The ammunition can’t come up. Someone has already done it. Prepare for melee, because zombie has occupied the mountainside position.

Zhao Deyi gave up the responsibility of command and sat in a trance in the trenches. It was not that he was desperate, but it was unnecessary. Maybe an hour later, maybe two hours, the ammunition was depleted, and the three hills could no longer stop the hill. zombie engulfed the corpses, and by that time, the number of S2 zombie that brought them a lot of casualties may double by one hundred.

Zhao Deyi has predicted the worst time, the soldiers below do not know, so compared to their Chief, they are still doing their best, looking at the soldiers below who are as haggard as the refugees, and even worse than refugees , Zhao Deyi's eyes were suddenly wet, lowered his head, and covered his cheek with his hands full of smoky smoke and corpse smell.

Zhao Deyi doesn’t know how many people can survive. The one-week battle makes them tend to collapse. The soldiers below only need to fight. They don’t need to know much. Zhao Deyi is different. He knows more The second line of defense is their life and death line. The three mountains serve as battle nodes and are arranged in the center of the battlefield. It was originally estimated that the second line of defense would be used to kill zombie in a large amount, allowing Yuri to practice beheading tactics in the air, killing Z2zombie. It is impossible to launch a counterattack. You can also use the swamp to block the pace of zombie.

When the endless zombie filled the swamp, the Z2 zombie was not found, after the rockets and machine guns of the helicopter were consumed a lot, the previous plan was overthrown, and the zombie was more than two million, and they have arrived If you continue to do everything you can, if you continue, there will be nothing to stop zombie.

"Report, the front line commander command, blocking the main force is shifting, continue to attract the zombie main force, asking us to act on the plane, allowing us to find an opportunity to retreat, and the Yangtze River fleet staying on the riverside round, and, the above said let us short Hold on again, the supplies will arrive soon, and ask if our water reserves are sufficient?"

The soldiers found Zhao Deyi sitting in the ditch, Zhao Deyi stood up with a rifle, took the written order from the herder, nodded silently, waved the soldier away, and leaned against the earth behind him, trembling He rummaged through his pocket, and after a long time he found the deflated cigarette case. He pulled out the last cigarette inside and looked at the lingering green smoke. He knew that all the hopes of the main troops to counterattack had disappeared.

"Chief, is the supply real?"

A hoarse interrogation sound came from behind. Zhao Deyi turned his head to see a soldier holding a rifle looking at him. When he looked at the soldier in doubt, the slightly older soldier said in a panic:

"Bullet...is gone."

Zhao Deyi's heart suddenly tightened, so soon the bullets will be exhausted? A mountain breeze came back, and the smoke from the middle of the mountain hit the two. The soldiers did not feel anything, but Zhao Deyi was caught in the bone by the mountain breeze with the smell of gunpowder and corpses.

"Go to the ammunition storage point and find all the storage points to see if there are any missing. Let machine gunner take out the remaining bullets and prepare..."

Zhao Deyi did not give a specific answer, and gave the soldier who had the empty bullet a new order. For the unreal supply, he was willing to go to the bottom of the library, watching the soldier turn back and stagger back, Zhao Deyi put the smoke to his mouth He sucked hard and turned to look at the other two peaks, frowning.

The firepower density of the remaining two peaks is not as good as that of the main peak where he is. One of the guns is only half as dense as the main peak. Seeing this~IndoMTL.com~Zhao Deyi is even more disappointed. The situation seems really bad. The clear sky is covered by smoke and smoke. Like his heart, more and more negative emotions accumulate, making the big stones in his heart heavier and heavier, making him suffocate, and just want to yell out the depression in his heart. .

Unfortunately, he can’t. He is the Chief of this army. His words and deeds will be enlarged by the soldiers below. Before the last minute, he can’t lose confidence below, just like he doesn’t answer the soldier’s question just now. He can’t give soldiers the opportunity to think about things. He wants to make soldiers always do something, no matter whether it is in vain or not, as long as they don’t let soldiers focus on running out of ammunition and run away.

"Long, Chief..., I found it, I found ammunition..."

The soldier who was dispatched by him to run around was carrying the ammunition box son. After a few days of fighting, the soldier was not able to walk steadily, but now he is carrying a heavy box but walking steadily.

"Touch..."

The green ammunition box fell on the foot of Zhao Deyi. The soldier wiped the sweat on his face with his dirty sleeves. Only the eyes on the greasy face were vivid. The red eyes covered with bloodshot also shone with hope. , Looking at the eyes waiting for praise, Zhao Deyi reached out and handed half the cigarettes in his hand. The soldier did not dislike it, took a careful sip, and gave it back to Zhao Deyi.

"Shoot the bullet down..."

Zhao Deyi knows without asking, this box of ammunition must have been piled up in a morrow and was forgotten, and it can only be found out that it was luck, the soldier smiled generously, his eyes disappeared before the daze, only firmness remained .

"Ah!"

Zhao Deyi sighed a long time, and no longer watched the cheerful footsteps of the soldiers running towards the trenches below. There were only a thousand rounds of a box of ammunition, which was enough for a row of magazines per person.