Chapter 504 Zhang Heng Zhang Heng (3)

Half an hour later, Mr. Niu took the two-hundred-year-old local goods dressed like steel cans, and boarded the strategic transport plane to Zhanghengji City.

The Yun-90 strategic transport aircraft of the Rabbit family is very stable when flying, and it does not even feel the slightest bumps; the layout and decoration of it are not comparable to those of the Blackstone Tribe Air Fleet and those Wuling buns.

But even so, among the two hundred native goods from the Blackstone tribe, no one was in the slightest mood to look at the rare objects around them.

Because not long ago, Master Niu said to them solemnly: A large number of monsters from outside the territory are attacking, and the sword immortals from Shushan Sword Sect are all going to resist these powerful monsters from outside the territory.

And a large number of ferocious beasts and beasts controlled by foreign monsters are taking this opportunity to attack Master Niu's clansman, and the situation is extremely critical.

Now, under the leadership of Master Niu, they will take this huge flying witch to support Master Niu's clan.

After finishing speaking, Master Niu, whom they respected so much in their hearts, even gave them a solemn salute, and sent out an unprecedented request: "Please, everyone!"

The inexplicable sense of responsibility instantly boiled and burned in the hearts of these natives.

Those people belonged to Lord Niu's clan, they were black-haired and black-eyed humans like them; even without Master Niu's request, these people would naturally be friends and brothers of the Black Stone tribe.

When friends and brothers are in trouble, the warriors of the Blackstone tribe will never sit idly by, even if all of them die in this battle...

At the position near the end of the cockpit in the huge engine room, Master Niu, Zhao Jie and others sat here, immersed in their own thoughts.

At this time, Master Niu looked at the latest battle information from the military in his hands without saying a word. The bad battle situation and the disparity in strength made him frown heavily.

He was thinking about what to do with these few local goods under his command, so that they could be used in battle to the greatest extent.

If he took the two hundred men under his command, all of whom were at least at the level of the God of War in the modern plane, and joined the last main room line as requested by the military; Army defense pressure.

Even if you are lucky, you may be able to guard Zhang Heng's base city in the end, maybe.

But that kind of result was not what Master Niu wanted to see.

Even if it can be defended, the entire Zhangheng base city will probably be turned into nothingness. The elite troops and strong men guarding here in the entire country may not exceed 20% of them who will be lucky enough to survive in the end.

In this way, it also represents that this country, which has painstakingly managed its military power for at least decades, has suffered a devastating blow all at once.

What's more, under the continuous full evacuation and evacuation, there are still tens of millions of ordinary people who are helplessly stranded in this base city.

With such a large number of people, even if they want to transfer all of them to the underground high-speed rail station, there is no way to do these relatively safe places.

Then, when the war situation is in the later stage and enters the most brutal street fighting, perhaps a battle will cause a large number of ordinary people who can only stay at home to die.

Regarding this point, not only Master Niu didn't want to see it, but everyone who was guarding the defense line of Zhang Hengji City at this time didn't want to see it.

But the only thing they can do now is to block these mutated beasts in front of the last main line of defense at all costs. Even if all the defenders are dead, the line of defense will never be breached.

Master Niu also intends to do this, but it is slightly different; compared to the guards who are tragically defending to the end at this time, what he is planning in his heart is how to fight...

"Bastard, go to hell!" Zhang Youpeng yelled frantically to vent the deep fear in his heart.

At the same time, his hand didn't stop, he kept adjusting the shooting angle of the anti-aircraft machine gun in front of him, letting the rainstorm of large-caliber bullets crazily pour towards the mutated herd hundreds of meters away.

The number of mutated beasts in front of me is really astonishing. At first glance, it is a dense mass of darkness. At least from Zhang Youpeng's perspective, there is no end in sight.

In the four intensive firepower strafing, even the third- and fourth-level mutant beasts will be completely shredded after a short time; the first- and second-level mutant beasts can shoot a large area very quickly.

It's a pity that there are too many mutated beasts in front of us, and often just after killing one, there are more mutated beasts that rush forward without fear of death...

The combat team that Zhang Youpeng is in is not a regular military force, but is composed of various social personnel.

Like him, he was appointed as the captain of this temporary combat team because of his seven years of service experience and the strength of a mid-level fighter on the shelf.

And his temporary subordinates included two male school teachers, one of whom had a pair of myopia glasses on his face; Four veterans of anti-aircraft machine gun operators.

A combat team with a total of dozens of people was not assigned to Zhang Hengcheng's main defense line on the city wall, but was deployed with five regular divisions to a more dangerous place, two kilometers below the city wall.

Zhang Youpeng, who has a good knowledge of war, knows that there is no way to do this. No matter how many troops the defenders have, they can't put them on the city wall at once.

Then, under the range of fire support in the city, it is quite a good choice to set up a temporary defense line, whether it is to maximize the firepower advantage, or to buy more time for the main defense line on the city wall.

The only bad thing is that no one of them may be able to evacuate under the impact of the mutated beast tide...

After all, it was not a regular army. Zhang Youpeng's team was only assigned an old-fashioned 14.5 caliber quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun. With this anti-aircraft machine gun, they established a firepower point.

At present, the only thing Zhang Youpeng expects is that before all members of his team are killed in battle, they can fire a lot of ammunition and kill them all; don't let these precious ammunition go to waste.

As for the retreat? After Zhang Youpeng left the city, he never thought about going back alive.

Everyone in the team is very clear about the criticality of the current situation in Zhang Heng base city. They all joined the defense line voluntarily; instead of becoming food for mutant beasts after the city is broken, it is better to kill a few more before that. Mutant beasts are enough.

Anyway, his wife, who was five months pregnant, had already evacuated to the rear with the convoy, so his old Zhang family would not be extinct...

Suddenly, the anti-aircraft machine guns that poured out firepower frantically stopped.

Immediately, Zhang Youpeng yelled and cursed crazily: "Why don't you keep firing, if you want to kill me, I will fulfill you first."

"Captain, it's time to change the barrel." A veteran said.

"Then hurry up and change it, and the others will resist it with all their strength, and don't let the mutant beast charge up." Zhang Youpeng roared angrily, and picked up a bazooka behind him by the way.

Just as he expected, the firepower that just stopped made a large number of mutant beasts see an opportunity, and rushed towards their firepower point.

Even if a tank not far away, and the firepower of the surrounding neighbors frantically provide fire support to this side, they can't stop the large group of mutant beasts from attacking and approaching this firepower.

Facing a third-level mutant sheep, Zhang Youpeng, with a livid face, pulled the trigger of the bazooka. After launching the rocket, he immediately threw the empty bazooka away.

Then he drew out the thickened saber at his waist, roared out the fear in his heart, and led three social youths and two gentle teachers to meet him.

Even if you want to die, you have to wait until the barrel of the anti-aircraft machine gun behind you is replaced...