Chapter 853: 12 rows

"Encircled a human team?"
Listening to the return of the undead below, Tudor also became curious.
This is the first time that Tudor has met this strange human force. Their behavior style, everything is too strange.
I heard that the rest of the undead forces were either annihilated after encountering this group of human forces, or the commander led the army to retreat.
What kind of human being can have such a powerful combat power?
The undead creature reported: "Lord Lord, more than 20 strange magicians, have killed a lot of our undead."
"A powerful force of wizards?"
This should be just a scout troop. In Tudor's impression, with magicians as their combat power on a large scale, and even magicians as scouts, only the legendary magic association exists.
A group of guys in the Undead World also joined the Magic Association, and the contact with this side was almost cut off after passing.
"It should be, but from their strange steel staff, we can't feel any magical fluctuations, but can detect that they will use fighting spirit."
Grudge?
Tudor was taken aback for a moment, holding a strange steel staff, but he didn't use magic, but was a strange human using grudge?
So the staff in their hands is not "driven" by magic, but with the fighting spirit of a melee professional?
Although this idea flashed past, Tudor was not sure, which aroused Tudor's interest even more.
Immediately ordered: "Go, follow me to see, this group of strange humans, catch them all."
This is not just a simple battalion-scale undead, but even more. Tudor set up an ambush on the road after all. In addition, the undead have always been dispatched like waves. Ambush the number of undead in 12 rows of vassals in the season. At least the size of a group.
The 12 platoons of the vassals of Ji have been reduced by half during the battle. The attacks launched by the undead at night, not only attacked from all directions, but the ghosts above their heads, zombies and skeletons underground, all ambush in all directions.
The order from the company was to quickly evacuate the 12th platoon, and the entire company and battalion had rushed to support it.
However, the 12th platoon, as a reconnaissance platoon, was in a fairly front position. At this time, there were undead everywhere. The 12th platoon was killed or injured more than half, and the car would not leave for a while, unless the seriously injured brothers and the dead brothers were abandoned.
Is it just a vassal of the season that can do such a thing, a shuttle will rush to the undead squad to smash it, "buzz", the black smoke in the body floats away.
"Crack!"
The vassal of Ji quickly removed the magazine, replaced it with a new one, and shouted, "Hurry up with the injured brother!"
However, the speed of retreating with the wounded was really too slow. The wounded pushed away the comrades beside them, and yelled: "Hurry up! We will break it for you!!"
"Do not abandon, do not give up!!
Get in the car for labor and capital! "
After speaking, the two people clamped the wounded person and dragged them toward the car.
At this time, the machine gunner on the car also "dada da da" frantically fired at the surrounding undead. The powerful firepower provided by the on-board machine gun barely delayed the speed of the undead's siege.
The vassal of Ji looked at the undead around him and cursed: "Damn, this is a steady stream, there is no opportunity at all!
1 class leader! "
"To!"
Wang Li Chenchen carried the sacrificed flamethrower's equipment on his back and ran to the vassal Ji's side. The vassal Ji asked: "How many people are there in Class 1?!"
"Six! One seriously injured!"
The vassal Ji nodded and said: "You take two people to make a way behind!"
"Yes!"
As soon as the voice of Ji vassal fell, he heard a "pop", and the head of the machine gunner in the car exploded.
On the treetops, under the cover of the night and the canopy, several necromancers were waving their staffs, singing spells in their mouths, and launched long-range attacks on the 12 rows below.
"Gan!"
The vassal Ji quickly pointed his gun at the Necromancer on the tree, pulled the trigger, and shot the Necromancer in a rapid burst.
Seeing this, a soldier in the car whose arm was snapped off by a zombie buried in the ground, quickly dragged the headshot machine gunner off, gritted his teeth, and stood on the machine gun with the pieces of meat off his shoulder. Bit, holding a machine gun and firing at the undead coming around.
"Nest, draft it!"
The current situation in the 12th platoon is quite bad. There are only 16 people who can fight. The 1st squad leader Wang Li Chenchen is also quite anxious, leading two soldiers to open the rear passage for the entire platoon.
"Puff hoo hoo hoo hoo..."
The flame suddenly jumped up, and instantly gave sparks to the undead in front of him like the waves behind them.
However, the undead is not just a unit composed of low-level cannon fodder such as zombies and skeletons. Tudor itself does not have a strong combat power around him. Therefore, Tudor has more abundant use of the undead army, and more units have been arranged by Tudor in the army. .
"call……"
In the dark night, a cloud of black mist suddenly flashed out from the side, and in an instant it turned into a cloud of black smoke-wrapping undead knights, leading the armored nightmare, and carrying a long axe to kill directly.
"Squad leader! Be careful!"
The sudden attack made the three of them unable to react at all, but it appeared out of thin air.
Even though the soldier next to him had seen it and made a warning, the three of them couldn't react at all under the rapid impact of the nightmare.
The heavy armored nightmare made a "boom" and slammed the warrior who had been warned to the ground.
The undead knight on his back raised his hand with an axe. With a "poof", Wang Li Chenchen's right hand was cut off in the blink of an eye.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Losing his right hand and his left hand softened, the entire flamethrower fell directly on the ground.
"Puff..."
At this time, a cloud of black mist floated by Wang Li Chenchen's side, and suddenly turned into an undead wearing a samurai armor. With a "swish", Wang Li Chenchen's left hand was also cut off.
After all, in the eyes of these fire-fearing undeads, these humans with flamethrowers on their backs are the most threatening existence to them.
The two soldiers beside Wang Li Chenchen quickly attacked the undead who suddenly appeared beside him.
But because Wang Li Chenchen's flamethrower was gone, the surrounding undead quickly used it.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Before firing a few shots, groups of undead swarmed up, Hanguang Jianying's "swishes" pierced into their bodies, stabbing the remaining two soldiers to death on the spot.
Enduring the pain of breaking his hands, Wang Li Chenchen's eyes were red, and he roared and rushed towards the undead: "I'm fighting you!!"
However, the undead who carried the axe glanced at Wang Li Chenchen, picked up the axe in his hand, and hacked it towards Wang Li Chenchen's forehead.
Although Tudors want to be captured, it does not mean that they want to be alive. Dead can also be treated as prisoners.
Don't forget that Tudor is an undead, so he can directly contemplate the soul and grab the soul from the deceased. Just ask the question.
If these souls are still very stiff-mouthed, you may as well, torturing the souls, Tudor believes these guys can also speak.
The news of squad leader 1’s death was unknown to the vassal vassal, but at this time, vassal vassal squadron also noticed that an accident had occurred on the side of the squad leader. After going there for so long, no news was returned, and his call was not answered.
The soldiers around him also fell one by one.
There were 32 people in the entire 12 platoons, and only 5 people were left, including him.
"Gather! Keep the battle formation!"
Five people turned their backs to their backs, circled, and continued shooting at the surrounding undead.
"call."
Clouds of black smoke suddenly emerged, turning into several armoured crossbowmen, aiming at 5 people and pulling the trigger.
"Puff puff!"
The black arrow with the gray Underfire shot at the five people immediately.
The three fighters hit the arrow on the spot, and the flame on the arrow stuck in their body swallowed the whole person with a whirl.
Another arrow shot towards the vassal Ji, and the correspondent soldier next to him saw this and quickly soared to block the vassal Ji.
"Puff."
The grey fire on the arrow jumped up instantly, and the correspondent felt not the heat from the flame but the extreme cold.
"The platoon...long..."
The correspondent fell to the ground, with a faint gray flame burning on his body, and the surrounding grass was condensed with a thin layer of frost because of the flame.
The correspondent caught fire on his back, stretched out his hand to wipe out the flame on the communicator, and hurriedly pushed to the front of the vassal Ji, saying: "The platoon leader...give them... the last blow...ha...ha... "
The vassal of Ji also shot an arrow in the thigh, and the gray underworld had been reduced to his waist.
The vassal of Ji gritted his teeth and pulled the communicator in the hands of the communicator. Looking at the communicator who was completely swallowed by flames, the vassal of Ji said to the communicator, "Ha...ha..., here it is. Row 12..., here is row 12...
123 Brigade Reconnaissance Platoon...
We...we are ambushed by the undead, a large number of undead...
All members...All members were killed...
Ha... request... request shelling, request shelling, fire coverage... destroy the undead.
to me……
Fire at me! ! "