: The six hundred and fifty-second festival

The grenade is not like a cannonball. Although the explosion range is small, it is targeted. When the zombie group attacked the city wall, the team was not as close as before. After the baptism of artillery fire and firearms, the zombies were not dense in many places. Bombarding with artillery fire is bound to waste ammunition.
Therefore, the targeted throwing of grenades at this time has a stronger lethality to the zombies. Moreover, in order to reduce the pressure of the sniper war, Xu Ying also specially prepared many special grenades for these fighters. Lightning grenade, flame grenade, ice grenade, anyway, can prevent zombies from attacking, all have prepared a lot, for a while, under the wall, the zombies were either frozen, or covered in flames, slowly melting under the flame.
"Commander, this battle is too easy. As long as we have enough supplies, I think our military exploits can be easily earned!" The regiment staff looked at the falling zombies and said excitedly.
"It's not that simple! This zombies have already invested 80% of our firepower. After a while, the main zombie will come, that is the real test." The group leader did not relax. He stood on a high slope. Observe the movement of the zombies with a telescope.
At this time, although human beings are on fire with zombies, and on the surface, human beings are overwhelmingly killing zombies, but there are not many zombies forward. They just walk along the trough, and the group of corpses in the back has overflowed the trough and climbed to At the hillside of the hill, this is really called the mountains and plains.
What worries the head even more is that in the group of corpses behind, there is a tall giant zombie. This zombie is obviously not comparable to those inferior zombies. His skin color has become iron blue, and even faintly flashed past. The luster of the metal.
The giant zombie left Rome with the group of corpses. As it moved further and further away from Rome, Li Yuanhong’s brainwave interference device installed in the city had less and less impact on the giant zombie. Now he has basically recovered. Control of the corpse group. At the same time, he stayed away from Rome, which made the skeleton zombie in the city no longer able to influence him.
The zombie species also has the concept of territoriality. High-level zombies like giant zombies are very unwilling to be subordinates under others. Therefore, at this time, he has a group of corpses under his own control. Naturally, he will not return to Rome, but Find a place to be king.
However, on his way forward, humans are blocking him. In his opinion, humans are food-like existences, and now food has attacked himself and caused himself heavy losses, which can make giant zombies angry.
With a roar of corpses, the zombies that were still walking slowly on the hillside, as if they had taken stimulants, suddenly began to accelerate forward one by one, and the entire group of corpses began to rush towards the sniper position frantically.
The positions originally fortified on the hillside were not impacted by the zombies, and they could also help the defensive positions under the hillside to assist in defense. However, the sudden influx of zombies completely made the positions on the hillside busy, because they have never considered that the zombies will directly attack the positions on the mountain. Therefore, the defenses here are mostly sniper rifles and rifles. Machine guns and infantry run these heavy firepower. , Almost unequipped, so in the face of the frenzy of corpses, the entire defense system seems to have insufficient firepower.
"Head, ask for support, we have too many zombies here and we can't stand it anymore!"
"Fuck, what did you guys do? I won't be able to hold it in a few minutes. Where's your grenade? Throw me the grenade!"
"There are too many zombies, we don't have enough firepower here, the head, can't hold it here without supporting us!"
The first thing that can't stand it is to keep a battalion above it.
"If you can't keep it, you have to keep it for me, even if the last person in the battle is not allowed to retreat half a step!" The commander had no choice but to give a death order. At this time, as long as he said a word "withdraw", then the whole line of defense will be on In an instant, the earth fell apart, and his troops would flee in all directions, so now he must let everyone stand on guard and cannot take a step back.
"Head, are we really not sending people?" the staff officer next to him asked.
"I want to send it too, but now I only have one guard company in my hand."
"Head, I have an idea."
"What's the idea? Hurry up, didn't you see that the hills on both sides are almost full of zombies!"
"Yes, commander, you look at the mountain slopes on both sides. Although it is not very steep, it has a certain slope. With such a terrain, the zombies will attack upward, not only the speed will slow down, and the dead corpses are not easy to accumulate, so The slopes are always cleaner."
"Well, what do you mean by talking for so long?"
"Team leader, the ancients guarded the terrain of the hillside, and they would all have rolling wood and thunder stones."
"Don't go around the bend, you are going to roll the thunderstone, where can I get it for you now? Even if you get it, the thing may not be able to kill these zombies now." The group became a little impatient.
"Head, we have a better guy than the rolling thunderstone."
"What? Why don't I know?"
"Regiment commander, just the oil drums left behind by the tank soldiers! That's a big killer!"
"Yes, yes, yes, why did I forget these oil drums, hurry up, and transport these oil drums to the mountains on both sides!"
"Wait a minute, head!"
"how?"
"You can't just ship it up like this. I'm adding some ingredients to make sure those zombies will eat well!" The staff member smiled slightly.
Soon, hundreds of barrels of oil barrels were manufactured and transported to the top of the mountain.
"We are at war, what did the regiment commander give us the oil drums for?" the battalion commander of the first battalion asked puzzledly looking at the oil drums. What he needs most now is reinforcement and heavy fire support.
"The battalion commander, the commander said, if you don't know how to use this, you don't have to do it!" Chuan Lingbing said bitterly.
"The regiment commander really said that?" The battalion commander glanced at the messenger in confusion.
"Yes." Chuan Lingbing said.
The battalion commander turned his head and glanced at the oil drums arranged in a row, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "This is for me to put the oil drums in line, hurry up, lift the oil drums to the front line." The battalion commander immediately ordered. Tao.
At this time, there was a pot of porridge in the front, and even close combat had been fought in some places, and more than a dozen soldiers had been injured. Minor injuries are easy to handle. There is a red potion. As long as there is no shortage of arms and legs, which hurt internal organs, drink a bottle, and you will soon recover. However, once you are injured, it is difficult to have minor injuries. Therefore, behind the front line lay a dozen seriously injured soldiers. Although these people have no worries about their lives, it may be difficult for these people to have a complete life in the second half of their lives.
Beside these people, there are several corpses. Although the corpses are there, most of them are incomplete. This is the cruelty of melee fighting with zombies.
Although someone fell, the soldiers on the front line were still not afraid, and they kept attacking the zombies. The entire defense line was like the reef in front of the huge waves. Although the waves were very violent, the reef remained motionless.
But now this reef is getting smaller and smaller, because soldiers are constantly wounded and carried off the battlefield. If there is no backup, it is estimated that it can only last for ten minutes at most.
"Quickly, put the oil drum down for me, and then roll down for me!" The battalion commander told the soldiers.
"Battalion commander, you have worked so hard to transport you, why did you get off?"
"Quickly, execute the order!" the battalion commander said anxiously.
The soldiers had no choice but to lift the oil drums out of the trenches, then fell down and rolled down, and were soon overwhelmed by zombies.
At the moment when the oil drum was submerged by the zombies, the battalion commander suddenly took out his own gun. It was a pistol with a range of 50 meters, but the power of this gun was much greater than before the end of the world.
The battalion commander took out his pistol and flicked his hand. The bullet hit the oil drum in an unbiased manner. At the moment the bullet hit the oil drum, a spark burst out and punched a hole in the oil drum.
When the spark met the oil in the hole, there was a loud noise that shook the sky, and even a large mushroom cloud skyrocketed. Those zombies around the oil barrel were instantly turned into ashes by the fire cloud of the oil barrel explosion, and the surrounding zombies , Was also blown down. The group of black and crushed zombies was instantly cleared of a large area, and on the hillside, a large pit two meters deep was exploded.
This explosion directly shocked the battalion commander and almost dropped his chin. This is an oil drum, this is simply a high-explosive bomb. If my subordinates accidentally exploded the oil drum, the whole position does not need to be defended. It was smoothed by these oil drums.
"Quick, quick, put a few oil drums." Seeing the benefits, the battalion commander immediately continued to put the oil drums.
Without the command of the battalion commander, the soldiers immediately put down the remaining oil drums one after another, and soon another ten oil drums were put down.
At this time, oil drums exploded in the corpse group one after another, and soon those zombies that were approaching the line of defense were all removed, and the remaining zombies were only those with missing arms and legs, and there was no danger.
While the explosion sounded from the hill on this side, the explosion sounded from the hill on the other side, showing that the oil drum on the other side was also used.
With the help of oil drums, the explosions on the hills on both sides slowed the offensive of the zombies attacking the hillside, but the group of zombies that rushed straight into the mountain pass did not reduce the offensive. Half of the soldiers in the entire battalion had begun to guard the city. After all, the height of the temporary defensive wall is not high. If this is given to them for another ten and a half days, the wall of ten meters will definitely be able to easily block the attack of the zombies, but now, the wall is only more than three meters Gao, they must use their flesh and blood to resist the torrent of zombies.
"Send me my guard company too!" The head of the group looked at the blood-covered corpses that were lifted down. He felt very heavy. He knew that none of these soldiers had their backs injured and fell down. It was the heroic death facing the zombies. He must hold this pass now, so this last reserve force had to be sent.
"Leader, all the soldiers have been sent out, your safety..."
A non-commissioned officer asked worriedly.
"The positions are all lost. What's the use of having so many soldiers here? Quickly gather and support me on the front line! If there is lost, I have to go up and plug the holes!" The head of the group resolutely said.