Volume 3 Chapter 1567 Ai Qingshan

Chapter 1567 Ai Qingshan

On the three mountain positions, all kinds of messy objects are scattered everywhere, such as bullet casings buried on the surface of the soil, damaged shoes, steel helmets on their backs, and damaged guns and weapons. The three mountains are very quiet, and the zombies at the bottom of the mountain are again Feint upwards, even if the zombies had approached halfway up the mountain, no one shot.

The huge pile of corpses between the three mountains has turned into charred wreckage. Countless bones were burned by the flames like coal ashes. Black ashes are scattered everywhere. Except for the three mountains, there is such a black mass in a radius of ten kilometers. The scorched black, countless zombies surged in the black ash, making it difficult to tell which is the color of the earth and which is the color of zombies, as if the three mountains have been occupied by zombies.

"when……"

An empty can was thrown out of the trench, hitting the shell casings scattered outside the trench with a crisp sound, and then rolled down the hillside, hitting the crowd of zombies climbing below.

"Get up, get up, distribute food..."

The hoarse and dry voice seemed to be the hoarse sound made by the rubbing of old bark. It was not loud, but it caused more people to shout. man.

These men all have the same appearance, with dirty and unkempt hair, dark and greasy cheeks, sunken eye sockets, and their thin bodies that are only a little stronger than skeletons.

The men slowly moved towards the top of the mountain while supporting the earthen wall covered in black ash. They moved very slowly, almost stopping at a step, as if they would fall down if they were a little faster and never get up again.

The staggering men struggled to climb to the top of the mountain, exhausted their last bit of strength, and fell to the ground to gasp. Beside them, there were countless steel helmets and metal ammunition boxes. These ammunition boxes were all facing the windward side. Seeing these objects, they rummaged through them, and if they were lucky, they could find a few drops of dew that had not yet evaporated to moisten their throats.

Zhao Deyi dragged a burlap bag and stood weakly in the center, looked at the hundreds of men around him, grabbed the bag with both hands and turned it upside down, rolled the white flour pancakes onto the oilcloth on the ground one by one, waited until all three bags were emptied, The bread has piled up into a hill.

One by one, the soldiers stepped forward, picked up their own bread, walked to the side and squatted down, tore off a small piece, put it in their mouths, moistened it with saliva, and swallowed it down their throats with difficulty.

Zhao Deyi, who was also holding the bread, looked at the appearance of the soldiers and secretly felt sad. Counting today, this was the 20th day they were surrounded on the mountain. How did they survive these 20 days? Almost no one is willing to think back, everyone present knows that if there is really a hell in the world, this is it.

There is no shortage of food here. When helicopters deliver ammunition to them, they can always bring some big cakes. What they lack is water. The water source prepared before is enough for them to use for a month, but the fire that burned the corpses a few days ago made them consume Plenty of water to resist high temperature baking.

After a short time, all the soldiers present finished eating the bread in their hands and looked at their commander with fiery eyes. Zhao Deyi turned to look at his adjutant. The adjutant nodded. Open an iron plate, pull out the rubber water pipe from the inside and connect it to the hand pump. As he pushes and pulls hard, clear water flows from the joint into the iron bucket.

The water source is stored under the ground. Soldiers don’t know how much water is under their feet. They only care about how much water they can get. There is not much water. Each person has half a cup of water. This half cup of water is their entire afternoon’s supply. Drinking water will have to wait until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Deyi was more anxious than the soldiers below. The soldiers had already shown a lack of cooperation and laziness. Although there was not much ammunition, the main reason was that they stayed on the hill surrounded by zombies for a long time. They are all fighting in urgency. They face death, pain, cold, and the most terrible thirst at any time. Various reasons quickly consume the morale of the soldiers. If there is no support from the helicopter, the army may have collapsed long ago.

There is only one way to restore the high morale of the soldiers, evacuate to a safe place, let them take a good bath and sleep well, and when they rest well, they will definitely be heroes of fine steel forging, but here , this simple wish that could no longer be simple has become the most extravagant expectation.

The soldiers drank their own water, helped each other get up and walked towards the trenches. Only by staying there can they feel safe. On the three-mountain position, there is no absolute rear. Compared with the unobstructed hills, the trenches are more The places they are most familiar with give them a little peace of mind.

Looking at the departing soldiers, Zhao Deyi sighed, and raised his binoculars to observe the other two hills. The other hills were similar to this one. During the 20-day battle, the ammunition was basically exhausted. The only thing that could resist the zombies was the steep slope. The 75-degree slope is not only an obstacle for them, but also a curse for the zombies. As long as they are careful and prevent the flexible s2 zombies from breaking through the barbed wire and the tripping rope, they will be safe for the time being.

In the binoculars, the people in charge of the other two hills were also looking at him, maybe looking for some peace of mind, Zhao Deyi tried to crack the corners of his mouth to make a smile, and waved to them. After the other party responded, he put down the binoculars and walked towards his hiding place , ready to survive this boring afternoon.

Suddenly, the adjutant pointed to the sky in the distance and shouted loudly. Zhao Deyi saw the approaching helicopter at a glance. The streamlined fuselage of the Undertaker Helicopter made everyone feel like a terrifying death angel at first glance. , but after bringing support to them, this plane is the holiest in their hearts. Seeing the plane, the previously lifeless position suddenly cheered.

Zhao Deyi didn't cheer. He didn't see any packages on the plane. The plane, as he thought, didn't stop, and flew across the sky to Wuhan. At this moment, he guessed something and fell into despair. The contact with the cockroach base has been intermittent these days, and most of the inquiries over there are perfunctory. If the supplies were not delivered every day, he would have suspected that the cockroach base had fallen.

But today, the plane ignored them and flew away. Maybe there was another mission, but today's supplies seemed to be deliberately forgotten. Could it be that something really happened?

"Help me contact the base and ask why their ammunition supply is not enough today? We only have more than 20,000 rounds of ammunition left. If there is no ammunition..."

Zhao Deyi rushed to the communication room with the antenna, and before he got close, he shouted orders to the communication soldiers waiting on the radio station inside, but the usually noisy communication room was very quiet today. Seeing the few people sitting there, Zhao Deyi's heart suddenly became tense. Could it be?

"Is it true? We are saved..."

All of a sudden, one of the radio soldiers said something to himself, and then the entire communication center erupted. They roared loudly, their faces flushed, and they hugged each other. They even forgot that their chief was standing aside. Five minutes of cheering passed. Finally, Zhao Deyi hadn't waited for them to calm down. On the contrary, the situation was getting worse and worse. Two of them were crying with their heads in each other's arms, and they were still screaming heart-piercingly, which made him unable to bear it anymore.

"Who can tell me what happened? Is Brother Cockroach back?"

Zhao Deyi's slightly angry voice woke up these big men crying in a pile. They wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, looked at Zhao Deyi and shouted excitedly:

"Master, we are saved, reinforcements are here..."

"Encourage me, everyone. Don't lose the chain when the time comes. It depends on whether we can stand out. Fang Zhanbo, you lead the first brigade of the Marine Corps as a forward. You must insert it like a blade and use the fastest Attack to the bottom of the mountain at a high speed, don't worry about the zombies on both sides, the second brigade will clean it up for you.

Hu Zhongping, your second brigade carries all the heavy machine guns and covers behind them. No matter how many casualties there are, you have to keep an eye on their rear. Whether you can successfully rescue this time depends on you..."

The deputy commander of the Yangtze River Fleet, Gao Feng, had a serious expression on his face, and he issued a combat order firmly in his mouth. In front of him, several officers sat upright. As Gao Feng gave the order, they did not dare to make a sound, but they were gearing up in private. Let's fight a head-on battle.

"boom……"

The violent vibration made the people present lean forward and backward, and then they adjusted their positions without any surprise. Gao Feng straightened the wrinkled military uniform, paused slightly, picked up the previous topic and continued to preach in the carriage:

"I know that you have rich experience in street fighting and are good at dealing with small-scale zombies, but today is our first large-scale frontal battle, and what we are dealing with is not hundreds or thousands of small-scale zombies, but at least hundreds of thousands of zombie waves , so I hope you don't have the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy, especially you, Ai Qingshan..."

The person whose name was called was a young man. The biggest difference between this young man and the others present was his youth. Compared with others who were all mature in their twenties, he was the only one with a youthful face of seventeen or eighteen. In terms of clothes, he is also unique. Everyone wears military uniforms and straightens their backs, but he is different.

The fluffy messy hair covers most of the eyes. If you want to see his eyes clearly, you can only find them through the gaps in the hair. There are shining diamond earrings on the left earlobe and nine ear-eyes on the right ear , with nine gold earrings of various styles. In addition, on his fair left face, there is also an alternative tattoo. The tattoo is a bright red lip print, as if he was kissed by a beautiful woman not long ago and has not had time to wipe it off.

The military uniform is also very distinctive. The upper arms of the two sleeves were torn off, and the messy threads gave his military uniform a hip-hop look. The discipline buttons on the neckline were absolutely unnecessary. Thick chains for the bulldogs, all kinds of messy holes in the brand-new military uniform, and the same pair of ragged jeans, I feel that this guy can be anything, except that he is not a soldier.

When Gao Feng called his name, he hadn't noticed that although he was also sitting upright, his ears were wearing bluetooth high-fidelity earphones, and his whole body vibrated with a strange rhythm, causing other officers around him to look sideways. There was a bit of impatience on the face, but no one said it, as if they were concerned about something.

"Ai Qingshan, turn off your broken headphones!!!"

Gao Feng couldn't bear this guy anymore, the veins on his forehead twitched like he was having a cramp, Ai Qingshan woke up after being pushed hard by the people around him, looked at the angry Gao Feng with his index finger up, and blinked his eyes Signaling to wait a moment, he turned around and punched the guy who pushed him hard in the face. With a scream, Ai Qingshan sniffled, rubbed his fist on his chest, and turned his head to look at the man who was aiming at his forehead with innocent eyes. Pistol, said pitifully:

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, Commander, don't scare me with this kind of toy anymore, next time you tie me directly to the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun, where I am absolutely afraid..."

The faces of the other people were brilliant. Gao Gao looked at this rebellious guy with fire in his eyes, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The gun flames flashed, but he saw Ai Qingshan twisting his waist and stretching his legs with various exaggerated expressions. Swinging in the bullet track, waiting for Gao Feng to insert the pistol with empty clips back into the holster, Ai Qingshan approached him obediently and stretched out his hand. Fifteen hot bullets were suspended in his palm like a spiral rotate.