Chapter 154 Small-Scale Zombie Tide
Since receiving the notification of the zombie tide, Wang Jikang, a new soldier who joined the First Corps, has been holding a rifle in his hand and staring at the area in front of him that he is responsible for defending with a nervous look.
At this time, the heavy clouds in the sky blocked the sun that was emitting light and heat, and the sky above the entire Fucheng safety zone looked gloomy.
However, it was precisely because the sun was blocked that the soldiers responsible for defense did not have to stand the glaring sunlight. They could now easily see the scene in front of them.
Wang Jikang was assigned to the Second Corps. His main task was to be responsible for the defense of a small section of the wall. Now, most of the buildings within a few hundred meters in front of him were flattened, leaving only a pile of ruins. At this moment, behind those ruins, black humanoid creatures emerged one by one, and were slowly moving towards the Fucheng safety zone.
"Those are the ordinary zombies in this zombie tide. Remember what the corps commander said, you must aim at the head and shoot."
He looked at the zombies gradually approaching the Fucheng safety zone, and recalled the instructions of the corps commander Li Chao in his heart. He picked up the rifle in his hand, selected a target, and began to aim.
"Da Da Da!"
Just as he aimed at the selected target in the zombie group, a vehicle the size of an off-road vehicle with two slender barrels two hundred meters away from him roared, and dense rain of bullets began to sweep towards those ordinary zombies.
This is the newly installed 74-type 37mm double-barreled anti-aircraft gun on the fixed gun position, roaring.
The 74-type 37mm double-barreled anti-aircraft gun's special 37mm caliber shells were originally used to deal with some light armored targets. Now after sweeping towards the zombies, the originally dense zombies suddenly fell down like wheat.
The bodies of ordinary zombies, hit by anti-aircraft shells as thick as a baby's wrist, burst instantly without any suspense, and a large number of limb fragments appeared directly in the zombie group.
The firing of the 74-type 37mm double-barreled anti-aircraft gun was like a signal, and the originally relatively calm wall suddenly rang with gunfire.
Wang Jikang trembled all over when he heard the thunderous sound of firing around him, and his finger quickly pressed the trigger of the rifle. The head of the zombie he aimed at was smashed to pieces like a rotten watermelon.
This scene was played out almost simultaneously in every corner of the Fucheng safety zone.
The Apocalypse First Corps under the Ministry of War and all its armored forces were killing crazily in the area to be cleared. When these steel lumps ran over the ordinary zombie group, only a large pool of meat was left on the ground.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, a 99A main battle tank that was chasing and running over the zombie group suddenly stopped.
A zombie that looked no different from an ordinary zombie stood next to the stopped main battle tank, and its fist had completely dented the thick armor plate on the side of the tank, and the tank's engine seemed to have been stopped by this blow.
"Tank No. 2 requests support. There are suspected mutant zombies outside the tank. The tank has stopped moving and the damage is unknown."
After receiving the news of the suspected mutant zombies, Han Feng, who was the general reserve force to deal with the zombie tide and was specially used to deal with mutant zombies, had a gleam in his eyes.
"I don't know how strong this zombie is." When he drove the Unimog RV to a position about 100 meters away from Tank No. 2, he quickly locked onto the mutant zombie.
However, after Han Feng carefully observed the zombie attacking Tank No. 2, his brows unconsciously frowned.
The zombie in front of him who was constantly punching Tank No. 2 could not be a silver-level zombie. At most, it was slightly stronger than the average bronze-level zombie.
Although each punch of this zombie could cause a relatively obvious dent on the side of the 99A main battle tank, it never broke the side armor of the tank.
If it was a silver-level zombie attacking, the side armor of the tank would have been penetrated long ago, and it would be impossible to leave only dents.
After confirming that this zombie was only a bronze-level existence, Han Feng did not hesitate.
His figure disappeared almost instantly, and the dark moon long sword in his hand brought a burst of fire, and in a blink of an eye, he split the bronze-level zombie in two.
Now that Han Feng has become a silver-level evolver, every sword he swings almost reaches the speed of sound.
After the blade of the dark moon long sword rubbed against the air fully, the bursts of fire brought about, causing the blade to produce unimaginable high temperatures, which increased the power of the sword swinging several times out of thin air.
It was precisely because of this power that the bronze-level zombies that were not specialized in defense could not stop Han Feng's sword that was as powerful as a bamboo.
After the zombies that attacked the city's safety zone were completely wiped out, Han Feng discovered that the silver-level zombies that he had been carefully guarding against did not appear in the zombie attack. There were only three bronze-level zombies as the main force of the zombies.
"It seems that the zombie that led Hongdu does not have enough men to help it capture the city."
Looking at the smoke-filled area to be cleaned up, Han Feng tilted his head and said to Wang Yingyu beside him.
Whenever the zombie leader who controls a place cannot send enough zombies to control the zombies, it will choose three zombies of a lower level as the backbone of the zombies.
Such a small-scale zombie tide is estimated to come three or five times before the next large-scale zombie tide will come.
This time, the corpse tide in the Fucheng safety zone was a small-scale corpse tide, so the losses in the entire Fucheng safety zone are quite low. Those survivors who have not experienced a serious corpse tide even think that the corpse tide is just like this, and the severity of the original corpse tide has been greatly exaggerated.
Wang Yingyu, who was standing next to Han Feng, did not respond to Han Feng's words, but mentioned another thing.
"Are you really not going to take me to Mengde City this time?" Wang Yingyu, as one of the few people who knew Han Feng's itinerary, looked at him reluctantly.
"It's not that I don't want to, but if you leave Fucheng, Daju will be completely out of control, and on my way to Mengde City this time, I will pass by the Jianjin refugee camp. Even if I let a dump truck carry Daju, the Jianjin refugee camp, where a large army gathered, will definitely not let a mutant beast of unknown origin pass through their control area."
This time, Han Feng decided not to take anyone with him to Mengde City to search for nuclear fuel rods, and drove the Unimog RV alone to Mengde City.
All the evolvers in the Apocalypse organization stayed behind this time to develop the city's safe zone while being on guard against small-scale zombie waves that might arrive at any time.