Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 2229 Seedlings

Hundreds of tanks propelled on vast stretches of land like steel floods, countless black sesame corpses crushed to shreds under tracks, a blue crack ray shooting at the corpses on top of the tank, D2 corpses hiding in the sea of corpses crying painfully in the crack rays, then the whole body went from black to turquoise, then turned into flying Ashes, a flurry of black ash in the sea, infinite black smoke spreading around in huge flames, a huge incendiary bomb dropped by a cloud of sky, exploding a bunch of burning mushroom clouds on the ground, rising hot air currents shaking huge spacecraft over kilometers, a team of warriors riding mutant horses in Xu The dark, fully enclosed armor leads them across the sand, making them look like medieval European heavyweight knights, with a light glow of pearl tears on the surface of the prestigious armor.

Thousands of tons of mutant horses are an armored car on the battlefield, flexibly colliding in the sea, countless zombies fly out under the impact of the mutant horse, the mutant horse has the power and speed of previous life, after the end of life, only the mutant horse is the perfect assistant to mankind, does not need oil, does not need fine grass, as long as the mutant plant can grow Fat, and stronger in speed and endurance than automobiles, no fatigue appeared for 10 consecutive hours of Mercedes-Benz. Any one placed in ancient times is a mighty good battle, collision and burst force, not to mention itself is not afraid of zombie viruses, let them erupt in the last century the brightest light, 3,000 mutant horses formed as sharp spears, easily stabbed through the thick array of the zombie sea Line.

Horses are the ultimate fighters, knights are the double-sharps, all knights are the all-color power evolutionists, after receiving a large supply of Vladivostok's mutant animal meat, the first thing the evolutionary matrix banned is Xu Hao's cavalry division, each power evolutionist has 10,000 kg of power, wave the superalloy long blade in their hands sharp, the so-called superalloy long knife is just special steel coated with pearl tear coating, like their armor, in addition to good protective ability, super resilience, not easily damaged, not easily broken, under the high speed impact of the mutant horse, even without the need for a sharp mouth, simply rely on power to cut off countless dead heads.

This force is second only to Lu Xiaobu's armoured units, especially in its flexibility and mobility. Any point can be easily broken through and divided. In the midst of the zombies, the explosive power of the mutant horses will not be delayed by the blockage of the zombies. The century-old cavalry tactics of vanishing are once again returned to Shenzhou. The tidal cavalry harvests countless zombie heads and surrounds a huge mass of corpses from the sea of corpses, allowing the rear ready infantry to be gradually eliminated. Further afield, an armoured unit consisting of 99 tanks to 62 tanks is slowly pressed down. These armoured vehicles vary in size, but in small quantity, totaling only hundreds, but with large guns.

When the tank reached two kilometers from the sea of zombies, roaring fire tongues, a high explosive bomb covered the mass of bodies, dozens of flashing flames per second made the sound repeatedly overlap into a line, remitted into huge muffled thunder, countless zombies flew over the sky in the exploding air waves, blinking, clouds of zombies were densely bombarded to empty the boss, as the shells continuously bombarded, a piece of black was cleared, in the diffuse smoke and dust, a huge blank area was emptied.

After the forty rounds of shelling, all tanks stopped shouting, a tank lid was opened, a logistical supply vehicle poured out behind took out a shell casing with green smoke and filled it with new shells, the previously dense sea of corpses had been cleared across a vast area of 10 kilometres, hundreds of thousands of dead bodies had disappeared in the blast of shells, countless craters had stacked like the surface of the moon, and elite infantry, long overdue to the tendency of their respective commanders, had struck the scattered carcasses one last time, further afield, the burning fires had become a line, dividing the troops of the sea of corpses on the other side of the flame, and the rising black smoke had rolled clusters in the sky, forming a gloom to cover the sun.

The Yin Mountains will reach the final stage of battle. The front battlefield is hot, and the whole Yin Mountains have become green demons. Humans can no longer exist in the Yin Mountains. Countless mutant plants are like reds of red algae on land, because the nourishment of countless corpses allows them to expand every hour of every day. Months of continuous battle make thousands of kilometers of Yin Mountains a world of mutant plants, except mutant insects. Besides, most mutant beasts are expelled or devoured. Humans taste the evil consequences of their own plants. The threat of mutant plants is no smaller than that of a zombie. Countless mutant plants, like a wild beast, leave the mountains and actively strangle against the corpse sea. And the mutant plants close to the human side have spread to the Yellow River, reaching into the Yellow River to extract water. Meanwhile, countless vines are spreading, slowly spreading across the Yellow River, and if not stopped, perhaps in less than three years, the entire catchment area will be invaded by mutant plants.

Mutant plants are double-edged swords, killing zombies while also encroaching on human lands. On the edge of the Yellow River, thousands of meters of large domes are being shaped in the intense construction of various construction equipment. Thousands of workers are busy in the construction site. In the presence of war tension, mobilizing thousands of people to complete an unknown construction project can be described as luxury, while at one foot of the camp, in front of a row of blue tile bungalows, the three giants of silver monsters gather together to think about the drawings.

Ishiharano and Zhao Jun are still the same, a pair of soldiers to make pie, but more prestigious of the superior. On the contrary, Zhou Jie looks a little old. Although he is only thirty years old, the wrinkled lines on his forehead and the white hair on his corner are enough to explain how much heart power it takes to run silver. Although his face looks tired, his eyes are still gorgeous, and he has the glow and wisdom of photography. Likewise, he has also received enough exercise to truly be able to stand alone.

Zhao Jun and Ishihara were old cigarette guns, a cigarette was handled, cigarettes caught between the yellow fingers wrapped around each other, three people did not feel this choking cigarette smell, half a day later, Zhou Jie grew out of breath, shook his head: “I object, after the Great War, urgent need to repair the time of rest and recuperation, even the Moon Wars, so that all our reserves were consumed, we had previously received Ho Ho Hot's supplies almost used, we lacked anything but food, soldiers were able to supply half a kilo of vegetarian vegetables every day, civilians could only eat rice cakes with salt, high-strength physical workers for three days to eat one or two meat, many people's bodies have collapsed, carry on like this, dissatisfaction will eventually turn into conflict...”

“Who dares? Soldiers don't struggle for months? Didn't you guys not see the number of casualties every day? The martyr's grave is expanding every day. Did they scream bitterness? It's not like we didn't feed the civilians, we just let them work overtime, that's what killed them? Without warriors on the front line, can they live happily ever after? A bunch of white-eyed wolves have forgotten who they are in just a few good days... ”

Zhao Jun's indignant personality interrupted Zhao Jun's suffering. He stood up and shouted. The ashes scattered from the cigarette butt in his hand flew around him. Zhou Jie couldn't help but frown. He glanced at Ishihara with dissatisfaction. He replied out loud: "All you see is the battlefield. Never thought about what it would be like to be under the battlefield. I tell you, there are 2.2 million people in silver. Battlefield services, they work 14 hours a day, a lot of people get tired on the job, they can only eat salted water with white rice every day, they can't see a bit of vegetables, because they put all the vegetables in the can to the front line, the Yellow River can catch tens of thousands of kilos of fresh fish every day, these fish don't even dare to eat, they give them all to the front line, even the kids at school know to give good food to the military uncle, let them Fight well, but you, you ignore the casualties of soldiers, you ignore the lack of supplies in the rear, you ignore... ”

“Enough…, stop arguing….” Shiharano shouted and let Zhou Jie hold his mouth. Compared to Zhao Jun, who was familiar with him, he trusted Shiharano more. Zhao Junno's mind was full of battlefields. Only Shiharano saw the whole situation. Zhao Junno was ashamed because of Zhou Jie's statement. Instead, Zhou Jie waited for Zhou Jie's angry appearance. Zhou Jie naturally refused to show weakness and glared back. Shiharano rubbed the temples on both sides. It was a headache to think about all aspects.

The Battle of Yin Mountains is nearing its end. Around 20 million dead bodies have lost almost half of their lives in the Yin Mountains. The rest are constantly being wiped out by day and night sieges. In the process of wiping out the dead, hundreds of Type 3 dead from Hubei came to support them. Their combined effect is no less powerful than that of tank groups, and their killing makes the sea of zombies every minute. Every second of blood is lost, and because they are branded with blood phoenix, even if Z2 zombies can't control it, Z3 zombies in the zombie sea can't take these high-end zombies. When the war supplies run out, they accelerate, spreading a ploughing cave fanaticism in the army, hoping that the army can turn into an attack, proactively destroy the zombies in the northeast and Beijing, among the representatives The object is Zhao Jun.

However, this will exacerbate the already overwhelming task in the rear. But now, at the height of military morale, recover Beijing with this sharp gas. Once the military points and underground bases in Beijing are recovered, all material reserves are no longer an issue. According to Ishihara estimates, once they take down the military bases around Beijing, their material equipment and technical weapons will more than multiply by ten times. By then, even if a few more battles in the Yin Mountains are enough, the elimination of the Corpse Sea will be ready to stay, especially in the underground bases in Beijing military region, there is a complete reserve of military equipment and raw materials, which can be converted into combat power as quickly as possible. For the time being, the gains will be what they dream of, and the conversion to Ishihara will be motivated.

“No matter how well you make your battle plan, I can't do it. The rear has reached its limits, and even a little more pressure will collapse. They can support it today with victory on the front line. How can I explain to them that you want to cross thousands of kilometers? People are not fruits, they can be pressed to produce juice, you have to let them nourish their lives... Anyway, cockroach brothers will not do this here... ”

Zhou Jie finally lifted Zhang Xiaoqiang out, leaving others speechless, to say that Zhang Xiaoqiang had not returned to Silver Mongolia for a long time. Almost all the battles were completed by themselves. Without Zhang Xiaoqiang's command, they completed what could be called a great achievement, making them proud in their hearts, and Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to be somewhat, not so far away. This kind of thinking is in Silver Mongolia most people There are seedlings in his heart. When Zhou Xiong visited various cities, he found out more than once that there were self-reliant independentists. Although these people disappeared into the military car captured by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this idea did not disappear. They all knew that once Zhang Xiaoqiang received the news of his death, whether they wanted it or not, the tide of independence would sweep the whole silver mask, because the survivors of Silver Monk were unwilling to give everything they had built to the irrelevant outside world. Man, in this case, the most loyal forces are Mongolian-controlled forces such as Lakshen and belly forces such as Ding Ziqiang and Li Kuwon left behind by Zhang Xiaoqiang.