Chapter 635 The Quiet Coast

A meeting broke up unhappily, and the smooth handover of the island that was expected was gone. Originally, Li Yuanhong planned to successfully hand over the island to Greece and then lead his team to quickly march to the European mainland to completely end the war in Europe by the end of July and early August. However, he did not expect that this old American interfered. Not only did the transfer fail, but it also caused The United States came up with a plan for the Normandy landing.

In fact, this Smith did not understand history at all. The best landing point for Britain and the United States was not Normandy. It was just for the sake of tactical surprise and reducing landing resistance, so he had no choice but to choose Normandy.

But in order to imitate Roosevelt, Smith copied the US military landing in World War II and directly chose Normandy.

But his opponents, those wandering zombies, will not be wary of whether humans can log in. As long as humans appear, they will swarm to attack humans. He will not stop until all humans are dead.

Therefore, the focus of landing is not whether you can get ashore, but how to deal with the endless tide of corpses after you get ashore.

It's a pity that Smith, who is obsessed with politics, knows nothing about these. He is completely imaginary. In his opinion, as long as the naval gun fires and the zombies on the shore are blasted, the soldiers can land and clean the battlefield.

Driven by Smith, these old European countries responded one after another and expressed support for the Normandy plan. However, the United States ostensibly provided free assistance, but Smith said it well: "I can provide these ships, tanks and artillery for free to My allies use it, but I have no inventory of the ammunition for these weapons. This requires factories to work overtime for production, so the overtime and cost fees need to be paid by each country!"

Before looking at the price list, the heads of state also thought this was very reasonable. After all, the United States has promised to provide guns. In this end of the world, guns are strength and the last word. It is appropriate to spend some money on arms. .

But when they got the astonishing list of arms, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Bullet: one first-level crystal core and five

Cannonball: two first-level crystal cores and one

Ordinary grenade: two first-level crystal cores and one

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In this price list, the normal consumption at the front is normal, but at the back, it is ridiculously expensive. What level 30 armor actually requires a level 35 crystal core, as well as some other high-tech weapons and ammunition. , the number of crystal nuclei required is even more astonishing.

Although the ammunition for low-level weapons is cheap, it is no longer possible to destroy high-level zombies. Just use the ammunition with five bullets of a first-level crystal core to kill zombies below level five. It's not bad, but once it reaches level five, it may not even be able to penetrate the opponent's defensive skin.

For the old Europeans who have now consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, this is simply blood-sucking, and it is the kind of blood-sucking that sucks people dry.

"Mr. Smith, is this...is the price a bit high?" the French president asked hesitantly.

"No, no, no, this price is very reasonable. You have to know that producing these high-grade weapons requires a lot of high-grade raw materials. You have to know that it is the end of the world. How difficult is it to obtain those high-grade materials? My price is simply incredible. You're just losing money and making noise!" Smith looked like he had lost a lot. If the Oscars were still there, this year's Oscar winner would be none other than Smith.

"But...we really can't afford it!"

"That's right, Mr. Smith, why don't you lower the price? It will make it easier for you to sell!"

Other heads of state also echoed.

"No, no, no, price reduction is absolutely not allowed. In this way, I can give you a suggestion. You should form a joint army in Europe, and the military expenses of forming this United Nations army will be shared by each of your countries. The cost of purchasing arms in this way will be average. In every country, the numbers are not very large," Smith said coaxingly.

When the heads of state heard this, they thought this was a solution, so the European Alliance Army was officially established from that day on.

Just after the establishment of the European Allied Forces, the command of the coalition became a hot spot for various countries. However, with the United States here, the command eventually fell into the hands of the Americans, and Smith gave a grand reason: "In order to quickly provide the army with the combat effectiveness to win the war, we will act as the commander-in-chief for the time being. When your countries select a suitable army commander, we will naturally return the army command authority."

On the surface, this is managed by the United States, but judging from the reality of old Europe, it is estimated that this European commander cannot be selected if he does not have three to five years, so Smith feels at ease and uses European money and troops. , all collected into his own pocket.

After half a month of hard work, the European coalition forces are finally preparing to land.

In order to make the landing smooth, the coalition forces chose a foggy weather at sea, so that the ships at sea would not be discovered by the enemies on the shore if they were close to the coast.

It's a pity that they are not discovered because of human eyesight, but those zombies never rely on their eyes to identify prey. They rely more on smell and air vibration to identify prey, so when the ship returns, While hiding in the mist, the zombies closer to the coast smelled the scent of humans in the air.

So the zombies began to slowly move closer to the coast. For a time, thousands of zombies appeared on the coast.

"Report to General Horton that zombies have been found on the coast. They are not allowed to be detected by drones. These zombies are generally around level 30."

"Well, there are only a few thousand zombies, nothing to be afraid of. Let the amphibious tanks prepare for landing, and point all the guns of the gunboats at the coast. As long as my side is ready, give me a volley to kill those damn monsters. Send them all back to their hometowns!”

Holden ordered. This Horton came from a family of American soldiers and graduated from West Point Military Academy. Before the end of the world, he often visited hot spots around the world. There were even rumors that he had personally participated in several battles. In his life motto, offense is his eternal rhythm, and the soldier he most believes in is General Patton.

Today, he will realize his dream. Due to various reasons, Patton did not participate in Normandy. Today, he will make up for the regret for this famous general.

Following Horton's order, more than a dozen gunboats began to fire salvos. Suddenly, gunfire rumbled on the shore. The thin mist was dispersed by the explosive force of the shells, and then the thick smoke after the explosion was shrouded in the air. .

Those zombies that were originally looking at the sea, waiting for humans, were directly covered by artillery fire. Originally, these zombies wandering on the coast were the lowest-grade zombies. They could withstand the bombardment of artillery. After a round of artillery fire, only the ones left on the beach were left. A pile of rotting corpses.

"Okay, good, order the landing craft and amphibious tanks to start landing!" Horton ordered.

"Yes!" An officer received the order and went down to deliver the order.

Soon, dozens of landing craft sailed out of the fleet and headed for the coast.

On a small boat, a young man who had just turned eighteen nervously held a rifle and looked towards the shore from time to time.

"Why, are you nervous?" asked a veteran next to him.

"Yeah!" The recruit didn't even try to hide it.

"Have you ever killed zombies?" the veteran asked.

"I have killed them, but there are not many zombies in our place, less than ten in the whole village. We have more people who survived, so when we kill zombies, there are several of us to deal with one zombie. We don't know about the zombies on the shore. More or less?" the young man said nervously.

"It's okay. The gun in your hand is very powerful. These low-level zombies can be easily eliminated. As long as you aim at the heads of those zombies and shoot them, you don't have to worry about whether you can hit them. There are more people and more bullets. Forming a barrage, it will be difficult for those zombies to get back." The veteran said calmly.

"But...but what if the zombies pass through the barrage and rush over?"

"Then you run, as fast as you can. If you survive the barrage and still die, most of these zombies are not something we can deal with."

"Aren't you allowed to run away from above?"

"Silly boy, that rule is for you newcomers. As long as you have a life, you can fight zombies. If your life is gone, you will become a zombie, and you will need others to help you escape. I don't want to be you then. The leader." The veteran said.

"What is a guide?"

"The guide is when you are bitten by a zombie and there is no way to cure it, you will inevitably become a zombie. At that time, someone will need to guide your soul back to the embrace of God instead of being trapped in that ugly body of sin. , the person who guides your soul to rest is called the guide."

"Oh?!" The young man responded with a vague understanding. Just when the young man wanted to ask something else, the ship gave a heavy meal, and then the hatch on one side of the landing craft opened.

"You guys, charge me!" Following the order, the people on the boat rushed towards the coast with guns in hand.

In this landing battle, there were no bullets fired by the enemy, nor grenades thrown by the enemy. There were only zombie corpses that were killed and maimed. Otherwise, there was an empty beach and the roaring sea breeze.

Everything was so quiet that not even a bird could be heard.

As the soldiers and amphibious tanks landed, the troops quickly moved inland. However, when the team had just advanced less than two kilometers, zombies appeared in the fields in the distance, but there were not many zombies wandering over. There were only about a dozen of them, maybe these zombies were attracted by the explosion of artillery fire.

"Shoot and release these evil souls!" the landing commander shouted passionately.

There was a burst of gunfire, and the dozen zombies fell down.

"This login is too easy!" The young man sighed with emotion.

The veteran frowned and quietly asked the landing commander: "Sir, how many people were there in the nearby villages before the apocalypse?"

"This...I wasn't notified above, what's wrong?"

After hearing this, the veteran's frown deepened. He was an old mercenary, and he had been dealing with zombies for more than a day or two. He obviously felt that something was wrong around here, but he couldn't explain it.

At this moment, the commander waved his hand: "My warriors, move forward!"