Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Third Defeat

'Zombie' Bill stood among a bunch of human mutants, holding up his binoculars to look at the Baltimore Action Team more than a thousand meters away. It was located on the roof of a building, standing behind a pile of hay that grew wildly.

In fact, Baltimore is located on a plain, and there are no tall buildings in the suburbs. Bill the Zombie can't see much. In the telescope, there are at most some people running around and avoiding some solid buildings. It said hoarsely, "This team reacted very quickly, just like last time."

"With drone monitoring, it's normal to react quickly." Just behind Bill, there were several other 'zombies' with terrifying faces.

In the chilling cold wind, the gathering of these 'zombies' added a bit of chill. Their demeanor and appearance are relatively neat, and they all seem to be leaders. One of them stretched out a skinny finger and pointed to the sky, and there was a conspicuous drone flying a few hundred meters in the air.

"No, I think this team is somewhat familiar. It should be the same group of people that Frank and I encountered a few days ago. I remember that they had a large-caliber heavy artillery on board, which caused heavy losses to my men."' Zombie ' There was little expression on Bill's face, but the tone of it told a lot.

"That mutant Frank? You couldn't beat this team together?" Some leaders of the 'zombies' looked serious. There are 'zombies' who are good at planning and 'mutants' who are good at charging. Unless there are strong fortifications, tight defenses, or powerful firepower, no human armed forces can fight against them.

But "Zombie" Bill said with certainty: "Yes, Frank also lost two of his subordinates, and he was seriously injured, and he hasn't recovered yet."

"Really?" Another leader of the 'zombies' laughed, "No wonder this team dared to march towards the urban area. When they saw the radiation rats we controlled, they didn't run away immediately, but stood firm on the spot. It seems that we encountered a strong force A strong team."

Jie Jie's laughter seemed to be contagious, and several other bosses of the 'zombies' also laughed. The Brotherhood of Steel has been trying to retake the city, getting more supplies and equipment from the ruins. But the human armed forces failed to get cheap in the fight against the mutant creatures.

It's just that amidst the optimistic sneers of several 'zombie' leaders, Bill, who had originally spoken to remind him, remained silent and didn't move at all. It even backed away a little, not squeezing into the middle of the other 'zombie' commanders, apparently entering spectator mode.

In fact, not long after Zhou Qingfeng's convoy left the shelter, it was discovered by mutant creatures in Baltimore. A single 'zombie' did not attack the convoy, but only sent a warning to other 'zombie' groups - a convoy of more than 300 humans was approaching the urban area.

For mutant creatures that only have the ability to destroy, human beings are food. 'Zombies' move slowly,

In order to eat a human team of 300 people, it took three days to gather manpower. This is why they always engage in ambushes and sneak attacks, and they really can't keep up with their prey.

However, when it was discovered that this human convoy did not escape but stayed, the gathered 'zombies' became even more excited. However, under the reminder of 'Zombie' Bill, knowing that the opponent might have heavy artillery, the other 'zombies' did not attack recklessly.

"Let's surround this convoy first and make sure they don't escape."

"You can launch a tentative attack first. Now it's hard to recruit even radiation rats. Let the attack formation be dispersed."

"Send some snipers to keep up, and shoot the opponent's commanders and heavy weapon shooters when necessary."

The 'zombie' with a gloomy personality is always calm. In order to obtain the maximum benefit, they carefully formulated an attack plan for Zhou Qingfeng's convoy. Multi-direction, multi-batch attacks, and even transferred their own direct descendants to fight black guns.

However, Zhou Qingfeng's preset position had not yet been completed, and the 2,000-odd number of radiated rats really made them a little flustered. More than 300 laborers were urgently called back to enter the closed building to take refuge, while only 50 elite armed soldiers immediately took their positions, ready to fight.

"The last time was to fight cockroaches, now it is to fight rats, what will be the next time?" The butcher who was guarding the battle position complained a few words. And beside him was Minsk, a two-meter-tall man holding a telescope in one hand and a remote control in the other.

When he saw a dozen or so huge radiated rats entering the attack position, Minsk lightly pressed the remote control button in his hand, and a landmine suddenly jumped out of a ruin about 300 meters away.

The remote-controlled jumping mine jumped from a height of about 1.5 meters and exploded suddenly. Hundreds of steel balls exploded from midair and sprayed downward in a cone shape, covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters.

The explosive charge of this landmine was not high, and the explosion was not loud, but the few radiation rats that passed by its attack range couldn't withstand the dense rain of steel balls. Their shiny fur was instantly sprayed with blood, some died on the spot, and some screamed and twitched non-stop.

The same explosion occurred in multiple directions in the preset position, and the building ruins and vehicle wreckage in the position automatically diverted and gathered the rushing rat swarm. For the radiated mice with poor intelligence, "walking along the way" has become their subconscious behavior, and this often brings them disaster.

"Last time I didn't have enough time to make arrangements, so those cockroaches rushed into the stronghold. This time I don't believe that a group of rats can rush into the position I set up." The dull Minsk rarely yelled and cursed, and he trained with him The combat engineers continuously triggered the planted mines and explosives, blasting the incoming radiated rats to pieces.

The charge of a landmine is only one hundred grams, and the killing radius is only three to five meters. Moreover, it is a jumping mine, and the explosion smoke produced is quite limited, and there is not even much sound. But these constantly jumping landmines forcibly stopped the radiation rats pouring in like a tide, and less than one tenth of them actually broke into the position.

The radiation rats died more and more, ragged fur and broken bones covered the road between the ruins of the building. The rat corpses were piled up and even formed a low wall to block the edge of the position, exuding a strong bloody smell.

Seeing this scene through the telescope, Bill the Zombie sighed heavily in his heart. Since it was hit hard last time, it thought that humans might have adapted to the fighting style of these mutated creatures. The regular human army with extremely rich types of weapons and killing methods would eventually win a one-sided victory in the battle.

It took less than ten minutes from controlling the group of rats to attack until the attack was frustrated. It was just that the commander of the 'zombie' was not reconciled to the scene in front of him. Someone screamed sharply: "Let the rest of the rats hide behind the corpse wall and dig holes in. Our numbers still have an absolute advantage."

But just after saying this, a thermobaric rocket flew from hundreds of meters away, hitting the pile of rat corpses piled up, and the violent explosion of burning air explosives created a dazzling fireball.

The scorching air wave blows away all the piled-up Dushu corpses, and the Duradiation Rat hits from behind scorched by the high temperature, squeaking, and the bunker that was finally formed suddenly disappeared without a trace. The death impact of thousands of radiated rats was dissipated invisible, and the efforts of the 'zombies' were in vain.

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