Volume 3 Chapter 1413

Chapter 1413 Combat Exercises

Pieces of zombies gathered in the park like ant colonies attracted by honey. From the sky, the scale was not small, densely packed everywhere, as if a new sea of ​​corpses was forming.

Everyone in the war room knew that there seemed to be a lot of zombies below, but the real number was not as many as they imagined. The zombies did not really form a large-scale corpse sea density. The total number was calculated, at most between 100,000 and 150,000 In the meantime, this amount of zombies is really nothing.

Zombies are slowly coming from all over the city to the central point. The death-seeking group sits and rests, waiting for the upcoming battle, and chatting happily with each other. After this battle, they may be able to accumulate enough military merits Officially becoming a professional soldier, maybe still staying in the death squad, but the identity is different. With the right to start a family, you also have an identity.

The fourth garrison regiment is a newly established unit. Although most of them are veterans, they are still new recruits here. They have no experience in fighting zombies, so they are inevitably a little panicked. Fortifications and trenches.

The parapets were built quickly, which could not guarantee their peace of mind. Before the battle, they could only check their equipment and ammunition repeatedly.

The tense appearance of the soldiers of the garrison caused the contempt of the prisoners on death row. The rifles in the hands of these recruits were worthless, and at the same time they were envious of their equipment. Their battlefield experience was countless times richer than these recruits. Because of their status, they were still only prisoners of death. As long as they did not Kill 30 zombies, they will always be on death row, cannot become core officers, have no right to start a family, and even find a woman and have to hand over half of their supplies as travel expenses.

The zombies approached slowly, one by one soldiers stood up and took aim at the group of corpses, watching the zombies getting closer and closer, some soldiers finally relented and fired without receiving orders, and then the gunshots rang out, countless streamers flickered among the group of corpses , Numerous pieces of flesh were chiseled out from the zombies.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, gun flames flashed, and there was a lot of fighting. Zombies kept falling among the corpses. It seemed that the situation was good. Only the death row prisoners whistled loudly and laughed.

When all the guns ceased fire due to empty magazines and the soldiers were in a hurry to replace the magazines, their company platoon leader rushed up and beat and kicked these busy recruits, uttering various curses, causing the soldiers to hug their heads Howling, it's because their chief hit too hard and smashed it with the butt of his gun.

"Deaf? Did you hear the order?"

"You idiots, the zombies are still a hundred meters away, how many of them have you killed?"

"You son of a bitch, you said you were a soldier. You are not even as good as a woman. One magazine, you emptied one magazine. How many magazines do you have in total?"

"Where's the gun? Where's your gun? Aren't you very good at making troubles? Why did you even throw the gun? Are you a cook in the army?"

There were quite a few soldiers who threw away their guns. At least twenty rifles were thrown outside. These soldiers were blushed from being scolded by the officer, and the officer didn't know how to scold them. Then he shouted:

"Throw them out for me, retrieve the gun and crawl over by yourself, if you can't crawl over, just die outside..."

At this time, the zombies approached another 20 to 30 meters, even closer to them, and the black teeth of the zombies could already be seen clearly. The soldiers shouted loudly, but no one dared to move. This was pushing their hands and feet into the fire pit.

Before the officers drew their guns to threaten, at the request of Lin Guangliang, the fourth head of the garrison regiment, dozens of death row inmates rushed up, and each of them picked up the empty-handed soldiers and threw them out.

The soldiers were struggling and bouncing, like red shrimps that fell into the pot. The prisoners on death row mainly used long knives to kill zombies. The requirements for arm strength were very high, and the main direction of exercise was also arm strength. How could these soldiers break free? Caught by iron-like hands one by one, they were easily thrown out of the parapet, crying outside the parapet.

A wall is like a world apart. The soldiers finally know what it feels like to stand outside the wall. The zombies are not far behind. The parapet in front of them is an insurmountable moat. Facing this parapet, many people are frightened. Frightened to the extreme, he was no longer afraid, picked up the rifle and turned around to shoot out the bullets in the chamber, then took two steps back, crossing over the parapet as an obstacle, and won the applause of the death row prisoners who threw them out.

Some people grabbed their rifles and threw them over, jumped up and lay on the breast wall, and pulled themselves in with their hands without using their legs, and then someone quickly took them over. After getting over, some people were frightened and huddled together with their rifles in their arms. They didn't listen to the shouts of their comrades or look at the zombies rushing over, they only knew how to cry vigorously.

For these people, the officer showed no mercy, and drove the soldiers into a group, shouting encouragement at the cowards, and ordered them to re-check their equipment and load new magazines.

With the coward who was thrown out before as an example, without the soldiers messing around indiscriminately, they took out the empty clips and put them in the chest pocket step by step, pulled out the new clips and put them on the rifle, with the muzzle facing the sky, pressing the violently beating heart, Stare at the approaching zombies.

Compared with the nervousness of the soldiers waiting suddenly, the prisoners on death row seemed a little indifferent. They continued to squat on the ground, smoking, chatting and chatting. Possible type 2 zombies.

The condemned prisoners knew that this battle was worthless, because the combat mission itself was very easy. The higher-ups sent the fourth garrison regiment here not because they had no losses, but simply to hone them and increase their actual combat experience. The chest wall is enough for most of the zombies. As long as you are alert to the appearance of d2 and s2, there will be basically no danger, because the real ultimate move comes from behind the zombies. The first division will attack from behind the zombies, and kill the zombies in the entire city in World War I .

The garrison didn't know the battle plan, so naturally they didn't know it. This was just a drill. There were still crying comrades outside the parapet. Zombies were approaching, but the order to fire never came.

A soldier sat alone on the parapet outside and cried loudly. When he found countless black soles in front of his eyes, he looked up and saw countless zombies leaping at him with their mouths full. The crying changed into a howling. When they grabbed him and tore him, the only thing he could do was to wipe off his shoes, hold the muzzle of the gun in his mouth, and pull the trigger with his toe.

A few screams and flying pieces of bloody cloth were the first lesson the officers taught the recruits. They never gave the order to fire because it was unnecessary, and the two-meter-thick parapet could not be crushed by zombies.

These recruits only need to take two shots before the troops behind surround them. It was not necessary before. The dead zombies will pile up into a pile of corpses, and let the zombies behind climb over the wall. It would be a bad idea.

The reconnaissance plane has been paying attention to the situation in the central area. When the zombies surrounded the central area densely, the zombies pouring out from all over the place changed from groups to individual ones, and the troops that had entered the urban area one after another finally mobilized.

All the tanks and armored vehicles started at the same time, rushing along the road to the central park, crushing the scattered zombies into minced meat, followed closely by the blood wolf brigade cavalry battalion riding mutant horses. The armored regiment cooperated seamlessly. This time, Fan Zhongfeng called on the cavalry battalion to cooperate and clean up the remaining zombies.

After the armored regiment and the cavalry battalion rushed past, the glass slag and zombie corpses on the street were all turned into a powdery paste, and the main regiment that followed was at a disadvantage, because the armored regiment was used, and the stingy Shi Yuanye thought that there was no need to stop The infantry is equipped with personnel carriers, and all personnel carriers must transport half-dead Type 2 zombies to mountain towns and canyons, so infantry can only run on the soles of their feet.

The army of nearly 5,000 people was running in the middle of the bloody paste. It felt so disgusting. As more people walked around, these disgusting things splashed everywhere. It was better at the back, and the ground was already covered in front. The thing is almost rubbed. Just wait until they pass by, the dense gunfire in front also tends to weaken.