: Section 635: Quiet Coast

A meeting broke up unhappily, and the intended smooth handover of the island was gone. Originally, Li Yuanhong planned to smoothly hand over the island to Greece and then quickly set off to Europe with his team. At the end of July and the beginning of August, the war in Europe was completely ended, but he didn’t expect it. Lao Mei made up a plan to land in Normandy.
In fact, this Smith didn't understand history at all. The best landing point for Britain and the United States was not Normandy. It was just for the suddenness of tactics and to reduce landing resistance, he chose Normandy as a last resort.
However, in order to imitate Roosevelt, Smith copied the US Army in World War II and directly chose Normandy.
But his opponents, those wandering zombies, would be wary of whether humans will land or not. As long as there are humans, they will attack humans in a swarm, knowing that all humans are dead, he will stop.
Therefore, the focus of the landing is not whether you can go ashore, but how to deal with the constant tide of corpses after landing.
It is a pity that Smith, who is obsessed with politics, knows nothing about this. He is completely imaginary. In his opinion, as long as the naval gun blasts the zombies on the shore, the soldiers can land and clean the battlefield.
Under Smith’s impetus, these old European countries responded and expressed support for the Normandy Plan. However, the United States provided free assistance on the surface, but Smith said well: "These ships, as well as tanks and artillery, I can provide them for free. My allies use them, but I don’t have any inventory of the ammunition for these weapons. This requires the factory to work overtime to produce, so the overtime and cost must be paid by countries!"
Before reading the price list, the heads of countries thought it was reasonable. After all, this old beauty has promised to give guns to the guns. In this end of the world, guns are strength, the last word, and it is right to pay for arms. .
But when they got the ammunition list that made them speechless, they were all dumbfounded.
"Bullets: five first-level crystal nuclei
Cannonballs: two first-level crystal cores
Ordinary grenade: two first-level crystal cores
…"
This price list, the normal consumption at the front is normal, but when it comes to the back, it is outrageously expensive. What level 30 armor requires a 35th level crystal core, and some other high-tech weapons and ammunition. , The number of crystal nuclei required is even more amazing.
For those low-level weapon ammunition, although it is cheap, these weapons and ammunition are no longer able to destroy high-level zombies. Just use this bullet to kill the zombies below level five. It's fair enough, once it surpasses level five, I am afraid that even the opponent's defensive skin cannot be penetrated.
For the old Europeans who have consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, this is simply blood sucking, and it is the kind of blood sucking that people up.
"Mr. Smith, this...is the price a bit high?" the French President asked hesitantly.
"No, no, the price is very reasonable. You have to know that it takes a lot of high-grade raw materials to produce these high-grade weapons. You have to know how difficult it is to obtain those high-grade materials now in the end times? My price is simply It's just making money at a loss!" Smith looked at a big loss. If the Oscars are still there, this year's Oscar will be Smith.
"But... we really can't afford it!"
"That is, Mr. Smith, you might as well lower the price, it will also facilitate your sales!"
Other heads of state also echoed the Tao.
"No, no, price reduction is absolutely not allowed. In this way, I can give you a suggestion. You will form a joint army in Europe, and the military expenses for the formation of this United Nations army will be shared by your countries. In this way, the cost of purchasing arms will be averaged. In each country, the number is not very large." Smith induced.
When the heads of state heard that this was a way, the European Union Army was formally established from this day.
Just after the establishment of the European Union Army, the command of the coalition forces became a hotspot of contention for various countries, but with the old United States, this command finally fell into the hands of the Americans, and Smith's gave a grand reason: "In order to quickly let the army have the fighting power that can win the war, this commander-in-chief will be represented by us temporarily. When your country chooses a suitable army commander, we will naturally return the command of the army."
On the surface, this is managed by the United States, but judging from the reality of old Europe, there are no local commanders in Europe for three to five years. It is estimated that they will not be elected. Therefore, Smith has peace of mind and put European money and military , They are all in their own pockets.
After half a month of tossing, the European coalition forces are finally preparing to land.
In order to land smoothly, the coalition forces chose a foggy weather on the sea, so that the naval ships close to the coast will not be discovered by the enemy on the shore.
It’s a pity that they were not discovered because it was aimed at human vision, but those zombies, they never rely on their eyes to identify prey, they rely more on smell and air vibrations to identify prey, so when the ship returns When hidden in the fog, those zombies that were a little closer to the coast could smell the human scent from the air.
So the zombies began to slowly move closer to the coast. For a time, thousands of zombies appeared on the coast.
"Report to General Horton that zombies were found on the coast. Drone detection is rejected. These zombies are generally around level 30."
"Well, there are thousands of zombies, nothing terrible. Let the amphibious tank prepare for landing, point all the gunboat’s muzzles to the coast, as long as I’m ready here, give me a salvo to shoot those monsters, All sent back to my hometown!"
Horton ordered. This Horton was born in an American military family and graduated from West Point Military Academy. Before the end of the world, he often appeared in hot spots around the world. There are even rumors that he personally participated in several battles. In his life motto, offense is his eternal rhythm, and the soldier he most believes in is General Patton.
Today, he is about to realize his dream. Barton did not participate in Normandy due to various reasons. Today, he will make up for this famous player.
With Horton’s order, more than a dozen gunboats began to fire. Suddenly the gunfire on the shore rumbled, and the thin mist was dispersed by the explosive force of the shells, and then the thick smoke from the back explosion was enveloped. .
Those zombies that were originally looking at the sea and waiting for humans were directly covered by artillery fire. Originally, these zombies wandering along the coast were the lowest-grade zombies. They could withstand the bombardment. After a round of artillery fire, only the beach was left. The next pile of rotting bodies.
"Okay, yes, order the landing craft and amphibious tank to start landing!" Horton ordered.
"Yes!" An officer received the order and passed the order.
Soon, dozens of landing craft sailed out of the fleet and headed toward the coast.
On a small boat, a young man who had just turned eighteen was holding a rifle nervously, poking his head and looking toward the shore from time to time.
"Why, I'm nervous!" a veteran next to him asked.
"Yeah!" The recruit did not hide.
"Have you killed any zombies?" the veteran asked.
"Killed, but there are not many zombies in our place, and the whole village is less than ten. We have more people alive. Therefore, when killing a zombie, we are all several people dealing with a zombie. I don’t know about the zombies on the shore. Not much," the young man said nervously.
"It's okay. The gun in your hand is very powerful. These low-level zombies can be easily destroyed. As long as you aim at the heads of those zombies and shoot them, you don't have to worry about not being hit. There are too many people and the bullets. Forming a barrage, those zombies are difficult to wear back." The veteran said calmly.
"But... But what if the zombie rushes through the barrage?"
"Then you run, run as fast as you can. If you pass through the barrage and still survive, most of these zombies are not something we can deal with."
"Isn't it blocked from above?"
"Stupid boy, the rule is to show you newcomers. As long as you have your life, you can fight the zombies. If your life is gone, you will become a zombie. You have to need someone to help you get rid of it. I don't want to be you then. Leading person." The veteran said.
"What is a leader?"
"The leader is that when you are bitten by a zombie and there is no way to heal it, you are bound to become a zombie. Then you need someone to guide your soul back to God's embrace instead of being trapped in that ugly sinful body. , This person who guides your soul to rest is called a guide."
"Oh?!" The young man replied seemingly, just when the young man wanted to ask anything else, the ship weighed heavily, and then the side door of the landing craft opened.
"Boys charge me!" With an order, the people on the boat rushed towards the shore with guns in their hands.
In this landing battle, there were no bullets shot by the enemy, and no grenades thrown by the enemy. Some were just the corpses of the zombies that were blown up to death, except for the empty beach and the howling sea wind.
Everything is too quiet, not even the sound of a bird can be heard.
As the soldiers and amphibious tanks landed, the troops quickly moved inland, but when the team had just advanced less than two kilometers, zombies appeared in the distant fields, but not many zombies came over. There are only a dozen, maybe these zombies were attracted by the explosion of artillery fire.
"Shoot and release these sinful souls!" the landing commander exclaimed passionately.
So a burst of guns caused the dozen or so zombies to fall down.
"It's too easy to log in!" The young man was very emotional.
The veteran frowned. He quietly asked the landing commander: "Sir, how many people were there before the end of the world in this nearby village?"
"This... I was not notified, what's wrong?"
After hearing this, the veteran furrowed his brows deeper. He was an old mercenary. It was not a day or two to deal with zombies. He obviously felt that something was wrong in the neighborhood, but he couldn't tell.
At this moment, the commander waved his hand: "My warriors, go forward!"