Apocalypse Cockroach

In the battlefield of Hubei, four million zombie fights have been fought for a week in a row, along hundreds of kilometres, with flames burning everywhere, or traces of zombie surges. The battlefield of the first line has long been yellow flowers yesterday. Ten kilometres of defensive lines constructed by the mind have long been occupied by zombies. The trenches, works, warehouses and barbed wire previously constructed have long been occupied by zombies.

The three great mountains became the only undeterred position in the corpse sea, with 3,000 people trapped in the hills awaiting a final counterattack, while the front-line troops had gradually retreated to the second-line line of defence and were being forced out of the position by the zombies.

The unprecedented pressure left Huang Quan sleepless for a week, including all soldiers and high ranks, as did Yang Kel and the Evolutionist Brigade, who filled a thin line of defense in various impending breakthroughs, one place just stabilized and swept to the next, describing it as futile.

Not to mention the average soldier and evolutionist, the two walking dogs of Yang Kel alone are tired of dead dogs. All they can do is drag their ears and run back and forth on various battlefields. The only thing that makes them happy is the mutant serpent Xiao Kuo. Faced with food, more food than they can eat, Xiao Kuo also starts to pick food. Non type 2 zombies do not eat, and often rush into the corpse herd arrogantly, stirring up the corpse sea and turning it upside down. Finally, the treasure hunt will generally eat type 2 zombies hidden in the corpse sea.

After a lap of two mutant big dogs, the body of the mutant big snake reservoir continues to expand. It has reached the width of a half large reservoir. The size exceeds the size of a giant big black fish. If it were changed to Zhang Xiaoqiang, it would never be recognized. In addition, after the second peeling of the mutant big water snake, the color of the scales became bright and colorful, like a rainbow flashing neon.

But that was just before, now the mutant water snake has turned into a mud snake, the huge battlefield has only one defensive line, the marsh defensive line, Lu Xiaobu as the second defensive line commander, trying to do everything possible to transform the 20-kilometre recess into a huge marshland.

The amount of work to rehabilitate the marshlands is enormous. For this reason, the renovation was carried out by the honest man with his 20,000 construction army. Of course, 20,000 people were only a small part of it. For this war, Hubei base dumped its ownership and pulled 70% of the rear population out to cooperate with the army renovation work. Countless people sprinkled sweat on the land and finally the renovation was completed within a month.

Millions of square meters of soil mixed together to mix groundwater into mud, all sorts of lime, coal ash and sand that can be found are all mixed together to form a thin muddy mixture, in addition to the artificial excavation of the recesses, where countless trenches are strangely connected.

By the time the sea of zombies approached the second defensive line, the entire recess had become a miracle created by Lu Xiaobu and the honest man. Day and night, tens of thousands of people were turned into mud monkeys. The site was full of excavated soil. The trenches were filled with groundwater that gushed out, because they themselves needed water, no one drained the trench water, and everyone was working in the cloudy mud.

By the time the dragons were lined up to fall into the mud and silence, almost all the fatigue and pain disappeared. The zombies lost 800,000 in the first-line obstruction position, nearly 300,000 zombies were attracted to the three mountains. Millions of zombies were slowly approaching on the road. Forward approaching the first wave of 200 zombies, around 300,000 zombies were all buried in the mud within a day.

The results of the first day were encouraging, and the next day, the third day, the infinite swamp, in front of millions of zombies, changed from the ocean to a small pool, 20 square kilometres of artificial swamps, rapidly diminished under the madness of the zombie filling, and by noon of the third day, all the mud was filled with solid hills, and the zombie body was the backbone of the hill.

Finally, the troops were no longer able to defend themselves and were eventually forced back by the zombies, this time irrevocably, with only two preset battlefields, one a defensive triangle made up of three great mountains, and in the middle of the triangle, the zombies' bodies and bones formed the fourth peak.

Mountain peaks smell intense corpses, corpse rotting liquids form a tragic green lake at the foot of the mountain, every soldier fighting in the mountains can't feel the smell, everything stinks, rifles, uniforms, nitrous smoke when the bullets are fired, drinking water, even food is filled with corpse odors.

The mountain is an artificial decoy, most of the bodies of the zombies are burned by the army, the number of zombies is decreasing, but the quality is not replenished. With this mountain, it becomes a flame that attracts moths, and the zombies continue to rush into the three mountain centers to add brick and gawa to the mountain.

Zhao Deyi has completely lost sight of the human figure, the whole person is covered in smoke and black gray, the eyes are no longer black and white, the dense blood silk makes his eyes look scary red, deep orbits, thin cheeks, and grassy hair, the whole row will be wooden addict image.

Unseen Zhao Deyi sat on the hill of one of the mountain peaks, his eyes gazing agnostically at the underneath the zombies. In the trenches beneath him, the soldiers squatted in the trenches, shooting at the zombies flowing beneath the mountains. Countless shells paved the trenches, and the warriors swung in countless shells, as if they were passing through the puddle sand.

Few three shots were fired, most of them single-shot, three-second single-shot, the main melody in the position, soldiers using bullets in a stingy manner, scattered gunshots were not enough to stop zombies, and infinite zombies were surrounded by swallowing corpses of their kind under the mountain.

Hundreds of heavy machine guns have long stopped firing. Although the shortage of ammunition has been alleviated by the use of wooden warheads, more ammunition has not kept pace with the constant number of zombies, more and more zombies have been shot and more ammunition has been consumed. By the day of the fighting, all heavy machine guns have finally become mute. Regardless of how economical the soldiers are, there are on average less than three cartridges of ammunition base per heavy machine gun, 50 rounds of ammunition per cartridge, counting the ground, more than a hundred machine guns have less than 20,000 rounds of heavy machine gun ammunition, which is reserved as a last precaution.

Not only machine guns, but also millions of rounds of ammunition stored in the mountains have been consumed. Zombies surround the mountains like barrels of iron, shells cannot go down, ammunition cannot come up, and people are already ready for a physical battle, because the zombies have taken positions on the hillside.

Zhao Deyi gave up his command responsibility and sat in the trenches, not that he was desperate, but unnecessary. Maybe an hour later, maybe two hours later, the ammunition ran out, and the three hills could no longer stop the dead from eating the bodies down the hill. By then, the number of S2 carcasses that caused many casualties to them could have multiplied by a hundred times.

Zhao Deyi had anticipated the worst time, the soldiers below did not know yet, so compared to their chief, they were still doing their best, looking down like him, worse than the refugees, Zhao Deyi's eyes suddenly wetted, lowered his head, full of nitrous oil stains, smelly hands covered his cheeks.

Zhao Deyi didn't know how many people could survive. A week of fighting made them fall to the brink of collapse. Soldiers below just needed to fight. They didn't need to know much. Zhao Deyi was different. He knew more. The second line of defense was their lifeline. The three mountains were arranged as battle nodes. They were placed in the center of the battlefield. It was originally estimated that Yuri would use the second line of defense to extensively kill and injure the zombies, let Yuri implement the beheading tactic in the air, defeat the Z2 zombies, and eventually launch a full-scale counterattack. It was really impossible, but it was also possible to block the progress of the zombies with swamps.

By the time the endless zombies had filled the swamp, the Z2 zombies had not been found, and the helicopter's rockets and machine guns had been heavily depleted, all previous plans had been overturned, leaving more than two million dead, and they had reached the point of running out of food, and if they continued, nothing would have prevented the zombies from moving forward.

“Reporting that the main obstruction force is shifting, continues to attract the main zombie force, wants us to see an opportunity to retreat, allows us to go back to the Yangtze River fleet left on the river, and, it says, let's stick with it for a short time, supplies will arrive soon, and asks if our water reserves are adequate? ”

Correspondents found Zhao Deyi sitting in the trench resting, Zhao Deyi stood up with a rifle, took the written order from the sender's hand, silenced his head, waved the correspondent away, leaned against the dirt wall behind him, shivered looking for his pockets, found a flat cigarette box for a while, smoked out the last cigarette spot inside, looked at the surrounding green cigarette, he knew that all hope of the main forces fighting back had disappeared.

“Sir, is it true about the supply? ”

Behind him came a dull inquiry. Zhao Deyi turned around and saw a warrior with a rifle staring at him. When he looked at the soldier in confusion, the soldier, a little old, said in panic:

“The bullet… is gone. ”

Zhao Deyi's mind is tight, so soon the bullet will run out? A mountain wind came back, rolled up half a mountain of nitrous smoke pounded on two people, soldiers didn't feel anything, but Zhao Deyi was caught in the bone by this mountain wind with the smell of gunpowder and corpses.

“Then go to the ammunition storage point and find all the storage points to see if there are any missing items so that the heavy machine gunner can take out the remaining ammunition and prepare it... ”

Zhao Deyi did not give a specific reply. He issued a new order to this empty bullet soldier. For the illusory supply, he preferred to go to the bottom of the warehouse and look at the soldier turning his back. Zhao Deyi put a smoke in his mouth and took a hard breath. He frowned and turned to look at the other two peaks.

The fire density of the remaining two peaks is not as good as that of his main peak. One of the gunshots is only half as dense as the main peak. Seeing here, Zhao Deyi's mind is even more disappointed. The situation seems really bad. The clear sky is covered with smoke and smoke. Like his head, more and more negative emotions accumulate. The heavier the big stone in his heart, the heavier it chokes him, and he just wants to yell out the depression in his heart.

Unfortunately, he cannot, he is the chief of this unit, his words and actions will be amplified by the soldiers below, not yet to the last minute, he cannot let down confidence, just as he does not answer the questions just asked by the soldiers, he cannot give the soldiers an opportunity to think about things, he must let the soldiers always do things, whether or not it is futile, as long as the soldiers are not allowed to focus on the ammunition exhaustion and run away on the road.

“Sir, sir… I found it, I found ammunition…. ”

The soldier, who was dispatched out by him and was busy with his ammunition case, came running. After a few days of fighting, the soldier could not even walk steadily. Now he is carrying a heavy box and walking like a flying man.

“Touch…. ”

Green ammunition box fell on Zhao Deyi's foot, soldiers wiped sweat on his face with dirty clothes sleeves, only eyes were vivid on his face full of oil stains. Likewise, red eyes covered with blood silk glittered with hope. Looking at these eyes waiting to be praised, Zhao Deyi reached out and passed the half-cut cigarette in his hand. The soldiers did not dislike it, took a careful smoke and gave it back to Zhao Deyi.

“Drop the bullet…. ”

Zhao Deyi did not need to ask, this box of bullets must have been piled in some kind of forgetfulness, can be found out only luck, soldiers smiled thick smile, eyes dispersed before, only firm left.

“Alas!”

Zhao Deyi sighed and stopped looking at the happy footsteps of soldiers rushing to the trenches below. A box of bullets only had a thousand rounds, sending it down only enough to use one clip per platoon per person, cup of water truck salary, I'm afraid...