Apocalypse Cockroach

At the hot spring base in the heart of HB, after the clearance of the surrounding corpses, it is a rigorous and strict, huge defensive maze, an enormous fence, the various heavy fires above the forest wall and the spiritual soldiers, guarding this military fortress like an iron barrel, at this moment, there is chaos in the barrel, gunfire, explosion, and four raised dark smoke, making people think that this place has been breached by outsiders.

On top of the wall, a soldier ran around like a headless fly, and from time to time bullets flew towards them from the neighbourhood below. Many soldiers fired downwards in the rain of bullets, and at the next moment they were bombarded and rolled down by gun grenades coming from afar.

No one knows when the attack began. Since the explosion of the soaring communication antenna, everything has been chaotic. The Yellow Springs and other high levels have lost contact. Armed elements from somewhere have taken control of residential areas and are pulling in soldiers on the wall. At this moment, precisely when the hot springs base was the weakest, a few days ago, in preparation for the raging tide of the WH Zombie Sea, both the hot springs base and the cockroach base sent their main forces out to assemble on the front line, creating simultaneous emptiness in the strength of the two bases and creating favourable conditions for the armed elements to launch raids.

The soldiers on the fence have been holding on to the fence, with a total of around a thousand soldiers and a small number of armed elements. No one on either side can do anything about it. The armed elements below cannot attack it and the soldiers above cannot wash down.

Previous neighbourhoods had long been razed to ruins by various kinds of firepower. Between the rubble breaks, an armed man with a full face of smoke was moving rapidly towards the wall, and all kinds of firepower crossed the rubble. Compared to the dense firepower at the wall, the armed man below fired much less frequently.

Bullet rain below is not dense. Most of them use single point firing, which is very precise. At the same time, they explode the soldiers on top without paying attention. At the same time, they are extremely sensitive to heavy fire. Any heavy fire that suppresses firing at them will always be knocked out by them in the first place, even type 53 heavy machine guns with bulletproof plates will not work. It is as if they fired a gun grenade with eyes, which can knock out a fire point up to three rounds.

The fighters on top of them would have been killed and injured a long time ago. Had it not been for the more desperate fighting in the Dead Sea, they would have collapsed as a result of massive casualties. The troops are now able to fight, all organized by the fighters themselves. Their commanders and deputy commanders were shot and killed by snipers in the first place.

On the wall, countless bullet casings lay the floor, the floor full of shell casings was like a layer of carpet covered by brass, a trace of coke black spread over it, filled with large traces of black brown blood, a path of black blood forming a bloodpath, painted far from the ground, corners on the far side, hundreds of bodies overlapping, on the side of the pile of bodies, more wounded people lying on the ground moaning, and from time to time, militia dressed in yellow vintage military uniforms came to bring these injuries and illnesses into the small hospital inside the wall.

The fence itself is a huge integrated defense with all kinds of defensive systems and wartime stockpiles, military camps, ammunition depots, water purification ponds, recreation rooms, command rooms, small medical clinics, etc., except that all defensive systems are external, and the only thing the defensive forces can do in the face of attacks from behind is to guard the walls.

Three days of fighting has left both sides exhausted, and no one dares to give up at this point, compared to them, the battlefield inside the canyon is the most intense place.

Inside the canyon is the center of gravity of the entire spa defense base, where the soul of Guihua Mountain, there is a huge material reserve warehouse, and also the command center of all bases. There is a constant accumulation of large quantities of food and supplies, and accumulation of more than 80% of the ammunition and supplies. Once lost here, the battle power of Hubei base will be lost 80%.

In contrast to hundreds of armed men outside, opposed to a regiment of guards, there are almost a thousand armed men fighting hundreds of guards inside the base.

Inside the otherwise heavily guarded canyon were burning flames and black smoke, a corpse lying around, many torn to pieces, broken guns, blown earth, fallen trees, burning houses, and tiny lakes dyed red with dead bodies, lining it up with the worst sights of the war.

The bodies were poured over here, the soldiers in military uniform and the armed men in uniform leather jackets crossed, the smell of rotting in the sun, nobody cared about them, nobody ignored them, and all the gravity was concentrated in the deepest caves of the valley.

The cave was originally a mechanical factory and material warehouse. After the mechanical factory was moved, it was all converted into a warehouse. The honest man dug up the two mountains with an engineering team, connecting the two mountains from the inside into a space. It was also the last defense work in the valley. There was a large amount of ammunition and materials stored here, and the raids of outsiders were taken into account in the design, so the bright and dark work was quite complete, making it difficult for armed men outside to enter for a moment.

At the caves on both sides, officers issued various orders aloud. Around them, a soldier, covered in blood and smoke, was throwing a bag of rice into the cave to form a new defense. Machine guns were constantly firing outward for a moment. One of the officers was particularly young, and a little young on his face had not completely dissipated, and yet he had in his eyes the firmness and obsession that he was not of his age.

“Yam, can you hold it here? Do you want me to send a squad soldier? ”

A strong, hard-faced officer walked over. The officer was the old boss of Yao, and the former search squadron captain Feng Kun. Since Huang Quan restructured his army, the search squadron has become a security battalion. He has also become the battalion commander, and Yao has been promoted to company leader.

The guard battalion is the elite of the base forces. Each soldier selected for the guard battalion is the elite of the elite. As the precursor to the guard battalion, the search squadron itself is a special configuration. Each team member able to enter the search squadron is the elite soldier. After the establishment of the guard battalion, the conditions for selecting soldiers have not decreased, but have improved, which is why more than 300 soldiers of the guard battalion have been able to resist thousands of enemies to this day.

Yao Tao heard the support of a class, shot a heat in his eyes, his warrior had already reached the limit, one more soldier was fine, then he saw the bandage on Feng Kun's left arm, suddenly extinguished the call for help, Feng Kun was all wounded, it seems that the opposite battle situation is no better than going anywhere, he had to say:

“Battalion Commander, we can still insist, it's just…, outside reinforcements can't attack, and we can't support it for too long…. ”

Feng Kun did not speak, measured the obstruction position of the hole, countless rice bags were blown away by rockets fired from the outside, white flower rice scattered all over the ground, pearls general crystalline rice was stepped on black by warriors, and occasionally large chunks of blood can be seen.

All of the soldiers who fought were elite veterans who had passed through the battlefield for a long time. At this point, all of these veterans were exhausted, and the outside offense was tidal and could be broken if they did not pay attention.

“Dang……. ”

A metal collision caused a soldier carrying a metal cartridge to fall on the ground motionless, the cartridge smashed open on one side of the rock wall, and countless bullets splashed out of the cartridge and sprinkled on the floor full of shells.

“Ambulance…. ”

Soldiers beside him rushed over and turned him over, shouting loudly in his mouth, the gunshots outside were dense, he had to yell out before anyone could hear him, also because his voice was already dull, yelling several times and coughing and throwing up blood foam.

“He's fine, the bullet didn't hit him at this angle, he's just tired... ”

Feng Kun rushed up and broke the soldier apart. He took off the kettle and threw it into the soldier's mouth. He stopped shouting. Otherwise, his vocal cords would be damaged, and he yelled at the taro:

“Continue to persevere, if you can't, retreat into the cave, and we will teach them a lesson inside... ”

Drop the soldiers, Feng Kun rose and rushed into the cave. At this moment, his heart is like fried by an oil pan. The soldiers have reached their limit, but the outside support is still far away. God knows how long they can last?

Suddenly, the soldiers shouted again behind them:

“Here comes the Evolved, they attack again, retreat... retreat... retreat... ”

Feng Kun stopped sharply, turned around like that rushed past, evolutionists are not so easy to deal with, one bad or completely collapsed, the soldiers in front of each other ran backwards, the scene was extremely confusing, a lot of people threw hand grenades at the outside, heavy machine guns also concentrated shooting.

“Boom…”