Chapter 258: The First Battle Against the Zombie Tide

"Sir, the bait team has successfully led the zombies from the city to the preset position, but they seem to have encountered some trouble."

Finger's voice sounded again.

"Well, got it, notify the air force to start bombing immediately, and the ground force is ready to respond."

Xiao Yang looked down at the position below.

On the gray ground, dozens of mahjong-sized orange-yellow blocks moved slowly, and behind them, a black mass of ants were pouring out of Dafen City, chasing the blocks.

With Xiao Yang's order, hundreds of flying dragons soared into the air, flapping their wings and flying towards the direction of the ant colony...

In the zombie swarm.

Jesse rode on the mutant dog with a teleportation technique, raised a basin-sized spiral ball, and smashed it on the giant dog's forehead, smashing its head to pieces.

At this time, he suddenly raised his head.

Hundreds of flying dragons roared past, and dense black spots appeared in the sky.

"Damn it, run."

Jesse's scalp tingled, picked up the mutant dog's soul core, and immediately used his supernatural power to escape underground.

Boom boom boom.

Grenade after grenade fell like hail, exploding directly above the zombies, countless fragments splashing, knocking zombies to the ground.

The dragon riders in the sky threw down grenades one by one as if they were free, from south to north, fearing that they would throw them too slowly.

In fact, each flying dragon was equipped with two baskets of grenades, and their task was to throw away all the ammunition in their hands.

The dragon riders' grenade throwing skills were very skillful. The perfect flying altitude made each grenade explode just above the zombies' heads, so that the fragments and shock waves could hurt the zombies' heads.

Xiao Yang had a lot of these fragmentation grenades from the PUBG world in his inventory, so he didn't feel bad about consuming them.

Although the power is not great, it is still effective against ordinary zombies and some supernatural zombies with weaker defense capabilities.

Looking down from the air, the entire zombie group is like a firecracker with thousands of bangs. About 10,000 grenades were thrown down, and about one-third of the zombies were blown up and could not get up. They were basically ordinary zombies.

Because of the bombing of the air cavalry, the speed of the zombie group slowed down significantly. The bait team successfully escaped from the pursuit of the zombie group and rushed into the defensive position.

"The zombie group is coming, everyone is ready to meet the enemy, and get up your spirits..."

The soldiers stared at the zombie group in the distance. It was estimated that it was less than 1 kilometer away from the front line. Some scavengers with poor psychological quality couldn't help shaking their hands and sweating in their palms.

Although the number of zombies has dropped sharply after being bombed once, there are still nearly 30,000 zombies rushing over from a distance, a black mass, quite oppressive.

These zombies are not ordinary goods. The proportion of mutant zombies is very large, and each looks weird, like a corrupted freak species.

"Don't panic, shoot close, aim at the head..."

800m, 500m, 300m, 200m...

Suddenly, with a bang, the ground collapsed.

A gully several meters deep suddenly appeared at the feet of the zombies, and the zombies in the distance fell to the ground, as if God had pressed the pause button.

"Fire!"

Da da da da.

Everyone opened fire at this moment, bullets were released in the surging zombies, and the zombies fell in rows.

This gully distinguished ordinary zombies from mutant zombies very well. Ordinary zombies could not cross this gully at all, while mutant zombies continued to charge forward.

It's a pity that they were hit by dense rain of bullets and screamed.

The killing effect of firearms on zombies is still very good. Even if a first-level zombie was hit in the head by a rifle, he could only fall down with hatred. In such a dense zombie tide, sometimes a bullet could penetrate many heads.

Because of the obstruction of the gully, the speed of the zombie tide was greatly reduced, giving the soldiers a lot of room to play.

They have a clear division of labor. Ordinary people don't need to worry about other things, just use rifles and machine guns to shoot at the zombies' heads, while the evolvers are equipped with sniper rifles, aiming at the second-level zombies and shooting them in the head.

Some psychics with good eyesight use AWM sniper rifles equipped with Magnum bullets, lying on the commanding heights, responsible for killing those third-level zombies.

Roar, roar, roar.

The abundant firepower has a strong killing effect on these zombies. Rows of zombies seem to fall, but more zombies still move forward unswervingly.

Especially a few agile fourth-level mutant zombies, who jumped to the front of the battle line in a few jumps.

The soldiers panicked and shot at a zombie wrapped in white airflow. This zombie was extremely fast and had many jet-like holes on its body.

With a bang, the white airflow on the zombie burst out, and in the blink of an eye it flew towards an evolver. Its monkey-like arms swung out four extremely sharp air blades, trying to tear several scavengers into pieces and eat their fresh flesh and blood rich in energy.

"Ah!"

The scavengers roared and shot, but the rifle bullets hit the zombie, leaving only a few white spots. Ordinary guns had no effect on the fourth-level zombie.

At this desperate moment, suddenly, there was a moo.

A bronze bighorn bull rushed out from behind the defensive offensive, with an incredibly fast speed, and its sharp long horns fiercely pierced into the chest of the zombie, almost pushing its lungs out.

"Roar."

The white air zombie grabbed Amu's long horn and roared angrily. The white air rushed towards Amu, making a sharp cutting sound, as if several flowing air blades were about to cut the big bull into pieces.

Unfortunately, Amu's body was extremely tough, and only a few bloody scratches were left on his body.

This big bull, which had eaten a lot of monster meat, various monster meat, and the iron hoof of the demon king, not only had super strong defense and terrifying brute force, but also had an amazing speed.

With a moo, the four hooves ran wildly, pushing the fourth-level zombie to the ground and rushing all the way, killing countless superpower zombies along the way.

The fourth-level zombie was hit so hard that his bones were broken and he vomited black blood. The white air on his body became lighter, but Amu refused to give up. He swung his head and swung the zombie to the ground, and then trampled it with a fierce bull.

Its iron hoof was so powerful, but it inherited the super brute force of Azhu, the black donkey in the fox demon world. With one foot, the ground would crack.

The poor fourth-order zombie was pressed to the ground by Amu, and the white gas on his body completely dissipated in a few minutes.

Amu had already dealt with the enemy here, and several powerful mutant zombies in other places approached the position, and they were blocked by the supernatural powers of Zhutian Garbage Recycling Company.

On one side, Anna and Mina worked together to freeze a lava zombie into a granite sculpture.

On the other side, Rado's son was fighting an electric shock zombie.

On another side, five third-order supernatural powers of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were using a strange five-element chain to suppress a fourth-order zombie that walked on all fours like an ape.

...

Not only that, at the commanding heights of several fortifications, there were several thunder supernatural powers, using electromagnetic sniper rifles to block those third-order zombies with heavy defenses.

These electromagnetic sniper rifles come from the world of "The Wandering Earth". They are as powerful as small-caliber machine guns and have a very fast firing rate. One bullet can cut a zombie in two and easily penetrate tank armor. They are specially used to deal with zombie creatures with large bodies and thick blood.

A group of giant zombies with strange crystal shells covered their faces with their hands. They were beaten back by these electromagnetic bullets that fired quickly, and finally their heads were blown up.

Even if a few zombies broke through the position, the fifth-level mutant Rado sitting in the rear would swing his carved hair sword in time to eliminate them.

The entire defensive position is impregnable.

"Yes, it seems that we don't need to take action."