Volume 3 Chapter 1551

Chapter 1551 Mountain Top

On the Hubei battlefield, the four million zombies have been fighting for a week. Along the hundreds of kilometers, there are traces of burning flames or surging zombies everywhere. The frontline battlefield has already become a thing of the past. The ten-kilometer line of defense has long been occupied by zombies, and the various trenches, fortifications, warehouses, and barbed wire fences built before have long been occupied by zombies.

The three mountains became the only positions that had not yet fallen in the sea of ​​corpses. Three thousand people were trapped on the hills waiting for the final counterattack, while the first-line troops had gradually retreated to the second line of defense, and were being gradually forced out of their positions by the zombies.

The unprecedented pressure kept Huang Quan from sleeping well for a week, including all the soldiers and high-level personnel, Yang Keer and the Evolutionary Brigade, as well. It is no exaggeration to describe it as futile to rush to the next place.

Not to mention the ordinary soldiers and evolutionists, Yang Keer's two lackeys are exhausted into dead dogs, running back and forth in various battlefields with drooping ears all day long, the only thing that can be happy is the mutant big snake and little black, facing the food, There is too much food to eat, Xiao Hei also starts to picky eaters, non-type 2 zombies do not eat, and often rushes into the corpse group arrogantly, turning the corpse sea upside down, and finally eats the type 2 zombies hidden in the corpse sea like a treasure hunt .

After the two mutated dogs slimmed down a bit, the mutated snake's tank-like body continued to swell to the width of one and a half tanks, and its size surpassed that of a giant black fish. If it were Zhang Xiaoqiang, he would never be able to recognize it. Yes, in addition, after the second molt of the mutant water snake, the color of the scales became colorful, shining like a rainbow.

However, that was just before, and now the mutated water snake has become a mud snake. There is only one line of defense in the huge battlefield, the swamp line of defense, and Lu Xiaobu is the commander of the second line of defense. It became a huge swamp.

The amount of work to transform the swamp is huge. For this reason, the honest man led his 20,000 construction army to complete the project. Of course, 20,000 people are only a small part. Seventy percent of the population in the rear was mobilized to cooperate with the army's transformation work. Countless people worked hard on this land, and the transformation was finally completed within a month.

Millions of cubic meters of soil are mixed with groundwater pumped out to make mud. All kinds of lime, coal ash and sand that can be found are all mixed together to form a muddy mixture. In addition, the depressions have also been artificially dug deep. The rice paddies meet each other in the concave land.

By the time the zombie sea approached the second line of defense, the entire depression had become a miracle created by Lu Xiaobu and the honest man. They tossed in the mud day and night, and tens of thousands of people became mud monkeys. It is the excavated soil, and the trenches are filled with the gushing groundwater. Because water is needed, no one will drain the water from the trenches, and everyone will work in the muddy muddy water.

When the zombies lined up in a long line and fell into the swamp one by one, everyone's fatigue and pain almost disappeared. The zombies lost 800,000 in the front-line blocking position, and nearly 300,000 zombies were attracted to the three mountains. Millions of zombies are slowly approaching, the first wave of the forward approaching 200 zombies, about 300,000 zombies were all buried in the mud within a day.

The results of the first day were gratifying. On the second day and the third day, in front of millions of zombies, the boundless swamp changed from an ocean to a small pool. A man-made swamp of 20 square kilometers. The crazily filling of zombies, regardless of losses, quickly decreased. By noon on the third day, all the mud had been filled into a solid hill, and the corpses of the zombies were the skeleton of the hill.

Finally, the troops could no longer defend and were finally forced to retreat by the zombies. This time, they had no way to retreat. There were only two preset battlefields. One was a defensive triangle formed by three mountains. In the middle area of ​​the triangle, The corpses and skeletons of the zombies form the fourth mountain.

The mountain exudes a strong smell of corpses, and the rotting liquid of zombies forms a miserable green lake at the foot of the mountain. Every soldier fighting on the mountain can't feel the smell. Gunpowder smoke, drinking water, and even food are full of corpse odor.

This mountain of corpses is a man-made bait. Most corpses of zombies are burned by the army. The number of zombies keeps decreasing, but the quality cannot be replenished. Rush into the center of the three mountains and add bricks and tiles to this mountain of corpses.

Zhao Deyi could not see the human form at all, his whole body was covered by gunpowder smoke and black ash, his eyes were no longer distinct in black and white, the dense bloodshot eyes made his eyes look scary red, deep-set eye sockets, sunken cheeks, and With grass-like hair, the whole image of a dying drug addict.

The imageless Zhao Deyi sat on the top of one of the peaks, staring blankly at the surging zombies below him. In the ditch below him, soldiers squatted in the trenches and shot at the surging zombies. Countless bullet casings After paving the trenches, the soldiers surged among countless bullet casings, as if they were shuttled through floating sand.

There are very few bursts of three shots, and most of them are single bursts. Single bursts every three seconds are the main theme on the battlefield. The soldiers use bullets sparingly. The scattered gunshots are not enough to stop the zombies. Surround the mountain and devour the corpses of the same kind.

Hundreds of heavy machine guns have already stopped shooting. Although the bullets made of wood have alleviated the shortage of ammunition, no amount of ammunition can keep up with the continuous number of zombies. More and more zombies are being shot, and more and more A lot of ammunition was consumed. In today's blockade war, all heavy machine guns have finally misfired. No matter how much the soldiers save, each heavy machine gun has an average ammunition base of less than three ammunition boxes. Fifty rounds of ammunition, counting the ground, there are less than 20,000 rounds of heavy machine guns in more than one hundred machine guns, which are reserved as a last resort just in case.

Not just machine gun bullets, even the millions of rounds of ammunition stored on the mountain have almost been consumed. Zombies surround the mountain like iron barrels. The bullet casings cannot go down, and the ammunition cannot come up. Some people are already ready for hand-to-hand combat. , because the zombies have already occupied the position on the mountainside.

Zhao Deyi gave up his command responsibility and sat in a daze in the trench. It wasn't that he was desperate, but that it was unnecessary. Maybe an hour later, maybe two hours later, the ammunition ran out, and the three hills would no longer be able to stop the zombies from swallowing down the mountain. Corpses, by that time, the number of s2-type zombies that caused them a lot of casualties may increase by a hundred times.

Zhao Deyi had already predicted the worst, and the soldiers below didn't know it yet, so compared to their chief, they were still doing their best, looking at the soldiers below who were as haggard as him and worse than refugees, Zhao Deyi's The corners of his eyes suddenly became moist, he lowered his head, and covered his cheeks with his hands that were full of gunpowder smoke, grease and smell of corpses.

Zhao Deyi didn't know how many people could survive. A week's fighting brought them to the brink of collapse. The soldiers below only needed simple fighting. They didn't need to know too much. Zhao Deyi was different, he knew more, the second The first line of defense is their life and death line. The three mountains are used as the battle nodes and are arranged in the center of the battlefield. It was originally estimated that the second line of defense will be used to kill a large number of zombies, and let Yuri perform beheading tactics in the air to destroy the Z2 zombies, and finally launch a counterattack in a full range , if it doesn't work, you can use the swamp to stop the zombies from marching.

When the endless zombies filled the swamp, the z2 zombies were not found, and the rockets and machine guns of the helicopter were consumed in large quantities, all previous plans were overturned, and there were more than two million zombies left, and they had already run out of ammunition. If it continues, there will be nothing that can stop the zombies from advancing.

"Report, the command of the front-line commander-in-chief, the blocking main force is shifting, continue to attract the main force of zombies, we are asked to play by ear, allow us to find an opportunity to retreat, and join the Yangtze River Fleet staying on the river, and the above said let us hold on for a short time , the supply will arrive soon, and ask if our water reserves are sufficient?"

The messenger found Zhao Deyi who was resting in the ditch. Zhao Deyi stood up with a rifle, took the written order from the messenger, nodded silently, waved the messenger to leave, leaned against the dirt wall behind him, and rummaged through He took a long time to find the shriveled cigarette case, took out the last cigarette inside and lit it. Looking at the curling green smoke, he knew that all hope of the main force's counterattack was gone.

"Sir, is the supply thing true?"

There was a hoarse questioning sound behind him, Zhao Deyi turned his head and saw a soldier holding a rifle looking at him, when he looked at the soldier suspiciously, the older soldier said in a panic:

"The bullet... is gone."

Zhao Deyi's heart tightened suddenly, will he run out of bullets so soon? A gust of mountain wind came back, and the gunpowder smoke from the middle of the mountain hit the two of them. The soldiers didn't feel anything, but Zhao Deyi was chilled to the bone by the mountain wind with the smell of gunpowder and corpses.

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

Zhao Deyi didn't give a specific answer, and gave the soldier who had emptied the bullet a new order. For the phantom supplies, he was willing to go to the bottom of the warehouse. Looking at the back of the soldier who turned and staggered, Zhao Deyi put the cigarette to his mouth and slammed it. Taking a deep breath, he frowned and turned to look at the other two peaks.

The firepower density of the remaining two peaks is not as good as the main peak where he is located, and the gunshot density of one of them is only half of the main peak. Seeing this, Zhao Deyi feels even more disappointed. The situation seems really bad. The clear sky is covered by gunpowder smoke and thick Covered by smoke, just like his heart, more and more negative emotions accumulated, making the big rock in his heart heavier and heavier, suffocating him, and he just wanted to let out a loud roar to vent the depression in his heart.

It's a pity that he can't, he is the commander of this army, and his words and deeds will be magnified by the soldiers below. It's not the last minute, and he can't let the bottom lose confidence, just like he doesn't answer the soldiers' questions just now, he can't To give the soldiers a chance to think about things, he wants the soldiers to always have something to do, no matter whether it is futile or not, as long as the soldiers don't focus on running out of ammunition and having no way to escape.

"Sir, sir..., I found it, I found the ammunition..."

The soldier he dispatched to scramble ran over carrying the ammunition box. Before this soldier had been fighting for a few days, he couldn't even walk steadily, but now he was walking like flying with the heavy box on his back.

"bump……"

The green ammunition box fell at Zhao Deyi's feet, and the soldier wiped the sweat off his face with his dirty sleeves. Only the eyes were alive on his greasy face, and the bloodshot red eyes shone with the luster of hope. Looking at the eyes waiting for praise, Zhao Deyi stretched out his hand and handed over the half of the cigarette in his hand. The soldier didn't dislike it, took a puff carefully, and gave it back to Zhao Deyi.

"Send the bullet down..."

Zhao Deyi knew without asking that this box of bullets must have been piled up in a corner and forgotten, and it was just luck to be found out. The soldier smiled honestly, and his eyes disappeared before, leaving only firmness.

"well!"

Zhao Deyi let out a long sigh, and stopped watching the cheerful footsteps of the soldiers rushing to the trenches below. A box of ammunition only has a thousand rounds, which is only enough to use one magazine per person in a platoon. A drop in the bucket, I'm afraid...