Chapter 529: Be merciful

Reaburg.
In the center of the town, the headquarters is located here.
Although it was already night, people were surging here, and one individual was busy. Don't look at their bad reputation, but everything is going on in the way of the regular army.
The offensive against the town of Bula must naturally be planned well.
Now the arrow is on the string and I have to send it.
Both sides have piled up tens of thousands of troops here, which is considered large-scale. In the world, I don’t know how many people have set their sights here, because after the 21st century, there has been no such large-scale battle.
The periphery of the headquarters was covered with some shades, so that the lights were bright, but the outside world was invisible.
Among the top military minds of the counter-arms, the deputy commander Campbell personally arrived in Jeaburg to direct the battle. For this battle, the gold masters behind it also paid a lot of money.
In the case of the United Kingdom, they directly supported ten "Marksman" anti-aircraft guns, while the French ESDTA25 anti-aircraft guns also supported five.
These weapons are all installed on the tractor and have been modified to a certain extent, so they can do horizontal shooting well.
After the leveling of the anti-aircraft gun, its power is cruel, like a wall, it can be easily penetrated, and it can be directly broken by the enemy hiding behind.
Even armored vehicles, when faced with a flat fire from anti-aircraft guns, are no better than paper.
This is true for armored vehicles, not to mention cars.
Whether it is government forces or counter-arms, their mobile equipment is mainly automobiles. When faced with anti-aircraft guns, it was a massacre. There is no better weapon than anti-aircraft guns.
For these anti-aircraft artillery, which are so old that they are gradually marginalized by missiles, countries such as Britain and France are naturally willing to support them, and it is better to give them an excuse for upgrading.
It was the U.S. Emperor, who didn't know from what miscellaneous angles, he found three Vulcan M167 20mm anti-aircraft guns, together with amazing ammunition, and threw them into their hands.
They look down on it, but for the counter-armed forces, they are ecstatic.
In their eyes, if you get some missiles, they are still worried about how to use them, but these anti-aircraft guns are their favorite. It is powerful, has a high rate of fire, and is easy to operate. When shooting flat to the ground, that kind of power is even more crushing, and whoever hits it is almost shattered.
There was a place guarded by an anti-aircraft gun, and no one dared to rush to it.
Who doesn't like this kind of weapon?
And this time, there are more than thirty anti-aircraft guns in total, and after modification, they can all be adjusted with negative angles of fire. When the time comes, use a tractor to tow to the designated location, presumably after they fire, the opposite side will collapse soon.
What's more, besides these anti-aircraft guns, there are also many high-speed machine guns. There are more than 30 tanks of various types, and the number of various types of firepower is more than 50.
With such firepower, anyone will have confidence in the change.
"To launch an attack tomorrow, they must be resolved within three days."
Campbell stood in the first place, his eyes swept across the officers at all levels below like an eagle, making everyone feel the pressure.
Campbell said: "We now have twice as much firepower as them, and we have an advantage in numbers. There is no reason to lose."
The officers below all nodded and agreed with this statement.
Just kidding, some European and American gold masters have increased their support. Although they don't have top-notch weapons, they don't mind to provide some weapons from the 70s and 80s.
Campbell knows how much help it will be for him to make good use of these funders.
In the current battle situation, because of Russia in it, the gold masters have a strong strength, but they will not directly participate. For example, on the air base, there are dozens of fighters, but more of them serve as a deterrent.
In the Mediterranean, several fleets are even more powerful. If they want to, they only need one round of missile strikes to razor the town of Bula on the opposite side.
But they can only serve as a deterrent, and there may be some involved, but it is definitely not now.
Everything needs them to fight.
Campbell took a look at the time and said, "Attack at nine tomorrow."
At this point in time, Campbell was also helpless. The battle of tens of thousands of people has exceeded his commanding ability, and coordination is difficult. He can launch an attack at nine o'clock, which is already the best time he thinks.
"Yes, Commander."
The officers below were all refreshed.
and……
Just as they were about to leave the meeting, some gunshots came from their ears. First, it was vaguely, and then it evolved into an extremely dense gunfire, single point, blast... even with the sound of explosions, and the entire Jeaburg was submerged in the bustle of war.
"How is this going?"
Not only Campbell was stunned, but the other officers were also stunned.
In the intelligence, they did not receive any information that the opposing government army would launch an attack, and there were guard posts along the way, and it was impossible for them to touch in.
There is no way to hide people from a large-scale movement like this, as long as they move, they will receive news immediately. But now, there was nothing, no warning, and he was directly in a state of combat. More exaggerated, the number of enemies seems to be a lot?
The gunshot started at a point, and then spread to the surroundings. This area became larger and larger.
"Ling Ling..."
The phone next to Campbell rang, and he picked it up immediately.
"Commander, dogs, many, many dogs, they are overwhelming, and the streets and houses are full of them." A frightened voice came out, and the tone was shaking.
He was frightened, regardless of whether it was the commander who answered the call, and said incoherently: "They are demons, and they can bite their necks in one bite. They are not afraid of guns and bullets hit them. They are not dead at all. Biting."
It was more like crying, it was incredible what he saw.
It completely reversed his three views. How could there be an unkillable dog in this world?
He is no stranger to dogs.
In his impression, the dog needs only one shot and it almost kills it. It seems that the bullet hole is small, but the internal trauma is huge.
But the dog here, even if it was sifted, would rush forward vigorously, biting the person in front of him until he killed him. This cruelty makes people shiver.
"What, dog? Fuck, are you kidding me, how could there be so many dogs here?" Campbell was even more daunted when he heard the report. This feeling was very bad.
The reporter, does he know what he is talking about?
Fuck, where are there many dogs here?
"Commander, this is true...ah...no, help, ah..." The next moment, the horrible howling of this reporting subordinate stopped abruptly.
There was also a vague gunfire on the phone, but the next moment there was a low and roaring voice, this voice had an endless cold meaning, as if being stared at by a wild beast.
Subconsciously, Campbell shivered.
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Reaburg has indeed become a purgatory on earth, countless Hellhounds appeared, in their eyes, it was just a tall and cruel dog. But they are zombies, possessing almost immortal bodies.
Facing the bullets, they marched forward bravely, and then killed a person.
Except for a few Hellhounds who were hit in the head, the other Hellhounds ignored their wounds. The existence of the pretender system gives them a visual effect of blood flowing like a pillar, which is very realistic.
Dog, its agility, its speed, and its teeth are sharper and stronger than zombie dogs.
The consequence was that of the anti-armed personnel here. Before they could figure out what they were, they were rushed up by the Hellhound and slammed down. The big mouth bit against the neck.
With a "click" sound, his neck was snapped.
I'm afraid that the bite force can bite even steel, let alone the flesh and blood of the neck?
I don't know how many people are desperate. They still don't know what the current situation is until now. In the dark, apart from gunfire or gunfire, the power supply here is actually only powered by generators in a few places, and most places are in a state of power failure.
In the dark night, there is no electricity, and the loss of light adds to their panic.
You will never know where the Hellhound will jump out the next second, throw you down, and then bite off his neck.
The bounce and agility of the Hellhounds ensured that they can come and go freely on the low roof of the house. The wild advancing of five thousand hellhounds was completely overwhelming and suffocating.
The more terrifying thing is the lickers, they are the real killing machines, wherever they go, they are all with broken limbs.
In these buildings, lickers crawled in them, using their tongues to make them like monkeys, hanging and throwing themselves out, and then falling to another place.
I don't know how many people, but they were chopped up by lickers who entered through the broken window.
Those who can see the hellhound, they will die.
The people who can't see the Hellhound, they are in the back, completely unaware of what is happening now. Except for the gunshots, there were screams, no other sounds. They have no way of knowing what happened before it reaches them.
In the dark night, it seems that there is a giant beast, constantly devouring here.
The gunfire will move, more like a lamp, moving and going out. There is no one alive in this extinguished place.
Hellhounds are zombies, and their perception of life is beyond imagination. No one is hiding in the room, thinking that he can escape, a dog will always come in, and in his desperate panic ~EbookFREE.me~ turns into a miserable howl, and finally returns to peace.
No one can stop their existence. This night, they are destined to turn into demons, harvesting the lives of people here in a way of falling leaves in the autumn wind.
Lu Chuan stood on the roof of one of the three-storey residential buildings with his hands in his hands, looking out.
Tens of thousands of people, under the impact of five thousand Hellhounds, it is difficult for these people to escape.
The lively lives will end tonight.
Lu Chuan, who caused all this, seemed very calm, his expression stern, and he said nothing. The experience of the apocalypse has given Lu Chuan a steel-like heart, but he doesn't know why, but Lu Chuan feels that his heart is trembling.
Tens of thousands of people became corpses in one night.
More than a year ago, this was something that Lu Chuan could not imagine. He had never imagined that with a single thought he could decide whether so many people were dead or alive.
Lu Chuan clenched his fists tightly, making himself even more cold-blooded.
Kindness is not in charge.
Lu Chuan knew that he had to learn to be cold-blooded, otherwise, in the future, things like this would definitely not be less. Not only modern, but also in the end times. In the last days, one's own strength can only be active in Zhongzhou City. After expanding the scope, he will not only face a larger group of zombies, but also more survivors.
From the moment of acquiring the biochemical plant, all this is doomed to be inevitable.
Lu Chuan's eyes were gradually replaced by cold blood. His perspective shifted to a licker's body. With this kind of perspective in the licker's eyes, he looked at a desperate white mercenary, shooting in horror. In the middle, the licker who was facing the bullet raised his paws, and fell from his forehead, almost splitting him in half.
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