Chapter 436: Harvesting Wheat

One after another, shells roared into the zombies. Every shell that landed would blow up a clearing. Almost every piece of shrapnel could penetrate seven or eight zombies in succession. Those close to the explosion point would be instantly torn apart by the shock wave. The war meat grinder was exerting its terrifying power.

Unfortunately, there were not many shells in stock. After firing several times in succession, the cannon had to stop.

The Rubik's Cube stood in front of the mechanical army square with a bad face. The zombies had been blown into mud and stepped on the ground and would sink into the blood plasma and minced meat. There were napalm bombs burning everywhere, and the sight was full of devastation. And those damn zombies were still roaring and moving forward. Even if their ankles were broken and their feet were tilted to one side, they would not stop.

"Multi-barrel rapid-fire machine guns are ready, combat robots should shoot the fish that have escaped the net, transport planes should transport ammunition at full capacity, civet helicopters and air combat teams should search for the locations of those damned corpses, and high-altitude drones should carry missiles to other areas to search for corpses and attack them. You want to run away after making such a big scene?"

The order was issued, and several modified armed off-road vehicles behind the mechanical army square drove to the front. The combat robots operated the rapid-fire machine guns and began to connect the ammunition belt to prepare for firing.

"Drop the reconnaissance device to search for corpses!"

Like the buzzing sound of a swarm of bees, a large number of reconnaissance devices took off and flapped their wings and flew straight to the sky above the corpses that had stopped bombing. They had only one mission, which was to find those corpses and guide the attack.

The small plain area fell into silence, and only the sound of zombies walking and roaring could be heard. This small plain with a width of only more than four kilometers may be recorded in history in the future. The last batch of zombies in L Province will fight to the death with the mechanical army here. In the past, the zombies could easily defeat the mechanical army if they were scattered, but after gathering together, they could bury the mechanical army with their numerical advantage even if they were buried with corpses.

The zombies were getting closer and closer. The muzzles of the multi-barreled rapid-fire machine guns were already aimed, waiting to get to the right distance to start cutting the wheat.

"Shoot!"

The combat robot operating the multi-barreled rapid-fire machine gun immediately clenched its mechanical hand, and the gun began to rotate...

Woo——

Because the bullets were fired too fast, the gunshots were almost continuous. Each multi-barreled rapid-fire machine gun was spraying flames and tilting bullets outward. The tracer bullets that kept appearing allowed the combat robot to easily aim at the zombies. On the side of the machine gun, the shells fell and piled up in small piles on the ground.

The firing rate was like a meat grinder. The vanguard of the zombies all fell to the ground and more were broken by bullets.

After the zombies in front of them were shot and killed, the combat robot temporarily stopped firing, waiting for more zombies to appear and then continued to shoot. This was the best way to make the ammunition more powerful. The multi-barreled rapid-fire machine gun stopped from rotating. Due to the fast firing speed, the barrel became hot and red.

Those zombies who managed to escape the shooting were then shot at in bursts, and the battle between the mechanical army infantry and the zombies began...

This cycle repeats itself. As long as a certain number of multi-barreled rapid-fire machine guns are gathered, they will open fire to harvest the wheat. If the number is small, the combat robots holding guns will fire at them individually.

Zhang Xiaowen, Zhang Nan, and the five special forces soldiers looked at the dense group of zombies and had an idea in their minds. In this situation, only robots would stand in front of the formation and shoot without fear. If they were human soldiers, they would have already fled because they could not bear the huge pressure brought by the zombies. No one can resist the momentum of the endless zombies coming towards them.

After firing several times in a row, the multi-barrel rapid-fire machine guns, which consumed ammunition too quickly, ran out of ammunition and had no choice but to retreat to the rear of the battle formation. At this time, the combat robots in several square formations all raised their guns...

The magic cube narrowed his eyes, raised the left mechanical arm cannon weapon, aimed at the tank zombies and fired armor-piercing bullets. If the two sides fought in close combat, these tank zombies would cause great damage to the mechanical army. The three furious ones also took out their weapons and locked on the tank zombies and fired.

At this time, the importance of ordinary mechanical soldiers was reflected. Although the four magic cubes were powerful, they were too few in number. Even if the four Transformers killed at a faster speed, they could not kill such a large group of zombies. However, combat robots and spider robots were different. The large number and large number of guns played a decisive role. The final victory or defeat of this war was determined by these ordinary mechanical soldiers!

There were 1,000 mechanical soldiers in each of the ten square formations, and they were neatly arranged in a line whether horizontally or vertically. They were the elite among the elite.

"Get ready to shoot!"

Swish! The combat robots holding guns took a step forward with their left mechanical legs at the same time, staring at the approaching zombies motionlessly. Even the five special forces had to admire the powerful combat qualities of these robots.

"Shoot!"

Instantly, dense gunshots broke out. Looking down from the sky, wisdom saw dense bullet marks in front of each square team. The zombies fell to the ground again. After clearing the area, the combat robots stopped firing one after another, and took this opportunity to quickly change the magazines.

Just one volley brought huge damage to the zombie group that the four magic cubes could not cause. This is the power of the army.

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On a road next to the mountain, Liu Wenhai led his men to drive 20 heavy tanks. Before coming, Liu Wenhai asked all the soldiers if they were afraid of so many zombies. As a result, the soldiers' answers were very unexpected. Everyone said that there was nothing to be afraid of hiding in a tank. The safest place in the world is inside a tank. In fact, everyone knew that they would probably die here to support the mechanical army this time, but there was no way. Those robots were protecting humans. As humans, they couldn't do nothing.

The intensive gunshots reached the ears of all the soldiers, and many soldiers breathed rapidly.

Five special forces on the top of another mountain discovered the armored troops led by Liu Wenhai.

"Nonsense! Why are these armored soldiers joining in the fun of this kind of war! Contact the headquarters and let them find out who is going crazy and risking their lives!"

The signal corps immediately used communication equipment to contact the headquarters...

A few minutes later, Liu Wenhai received a call from the headquarters.

"Liu Wenhai, do you know what you are doing?" an old voice asked angrily on the satellite communication.

"You know, I am on a mission to protect human survivors. It is our duty to kill zombies. Those alien robots are protecting us. I know they are very difficult. We men cannot hide in the back and enjoy comfort."

"…………"

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for a while.

"Try to keep the children alive. There are not many good soldiers like them left..."

"I will."

The communication was hung up, and the Dragon Kingdom armored force, the only one participating in the war, continued to move toward the front line alone. Only many combat robots who had just walked off the production line looked at them curiously. Each tank had a national flag hanging on its radio antenna. Fearlessly appeared on the small plain amidst the sound of crawler tracks turning and rubbing.