This night, Pingan Street was destined to be sleepless.
Pairs of empty eyes, like the gaze of death, peered from the darkness at the bustling Pingan Street. In a roar that pierced the silence, it turned into a bloodthirsty light.
The zombies staggered forward, and a pair of thin and powerful hands stretched forward desperately, rushing toward the gap in the giant wall of Pingan Street.
"Roar —"
The shrill roar resounded through the street, and it formed a symphony of slaughter with the sound of gunfire.
The soldiers gritted their teeth and used the firepower net formed by machine guns and rifle bullets to try to push back the surrounding zombies. However, the fishing net could stop fish and shrimp, but it couldn't stop the waves. Zombies constantly fell, and zombies constantly stepped over the corpses in front of them.
They didn't feel pain, and they weren't afraid of death.
Soon, the originally empty street was filled with zombies rushing in in groups of five or five. The front line had reached the first barbed wire fence that was pulled along the street outside the giant wall.
Clusters of flames flickered behind the line of defense, like candles in the wind, as if they could be blown out.
"Fu * k, there are too many of them!"
A soldier in a chemical protective suit used the bayonet on the rifle to stab a zombie lying on the barbed wire. He shook off the viscous blood on the bayonet, then squeezed it out and pierced three to five throats in a row.
"Use the bayonet! Stab them in the face and neck! Don't let them stick to the net, fu * k! Dammit! "
More and more zombies tore the barbed wire with their teeth and nails, and roared hoarsely at the soldiers behind the barbed wire.
However, what really threatened the safety of the line of defense was not their tearing, but the increasing number of zombies squeezing into the barbed wire.
Of course, they couldn't tear the solid steel wire, but they could overwhelm the entire wall with their numbers!
The firepower of the soldiers on the front line was sparse, and it was meaningless to shoot again. The zombies in the front line were all dead, and they were pressed against the barbed wire by the zombies in the back, like a row of meat shields. The engineers quickly stepped forward and threw heavy objects such as sandbags and garbage bags behind the barbed wire.
However, everyone knew that this method couldn't stop the zombies for long.
Only the towering giant wall could completely block the zombie tide, but the giant wall behind them had already collapsed …
"Their offensive is too fierce!"
"Ammo! I need ammo! Move the f * cking ammo box up here! "
On the shooting tower, the machine gunner who was suppressing the zombies at the back stopped shooting and cursed at the logistician.
"We'll have to wait for a while for the ammunition. The supply truck is on its way. Hold on for a little longer …" The logistician was sweating profusely.
"F * ck your mother! How can you persist without bullets? I'll shoot you out!"
"…"
The ammunition supply situation was not optimistic. In less than an hour, the machine gun turrets that were previously spitting fire stopped.
Without the machine gun suppressing the rear, the zombies pushed forward more and more fiercely.
The barbed wire was already creaking under the heavy load. Many places had already been bent, and the screws had jumped off from above.
The soldiers with their bayonets stuck in the rotten flesh began to shrink back in fear.
Standing on the wall that had not yet collapsed, Song Chenyu looked at the battle situation on the front line, his brows furrowed.
Suddenly, he punched the wall and ordered the officer behind him.
"We can't wait any longer. Let the suicide squad do it."
The officer was slightly taken aback, and then his expression turned serious as he saluted.
"Yes!"
An ear-piercing broadcast sounded.
On the front line, soldiers wearing chemical protective suits began to evacuate from the barbed wire.
At the same time, a group of people wearing armor shaped like football protective gear passed by the retreating soldiers. They carried chainsaws with both hands and stepped onto the battlefield from behind the line of defense. There was no fear behind the tempered glass and barbed wire, and their pace of advancement did not retreat.
They were all refugees from the slums.
Before the armor was welded together, they were injected with a drug that would not cause fear.
Behind them was a temporary concrete wall that was only less than the height of two people. Many places did not have time to be painted. However, this seemingly unreliable wall was the last line of defense on Pingan Street.
Before the engineers built the third protective wall, they must hold this place.
Otherwise, all previous efforts would be in vain.
"Ready!"
The barbed wire gradually collapsed.
They stood in a row behind the barbed wire, like knights in the Middle Ages, and raised the chainsaws in their hands.
"Kill!"
The roar seemed to dispel the fear in their chests, and the chainsaws in their hands were pushed forward an inch.
At the same time, the switch was pressed.
The roaring chainsaws stabbed forward, and often with just a pull, a group of zombies with broken arms and legs fell down.
Minced meat and solidified plasma flew in the air. Even many survivors who were accustomed to the world couldn't help but vomit while leaning against the wall. However, the members of the suicide squad in purgatory were already numb to the fear in their eyes.
For ordinary zombies, these suicide squad members standing in a row with chainsaws were far more effective than rifles, machine guns, and even infantry cannons. However, in the face of a slightly stronger "dangerous species," what awaited them was a nightmare …
"Ahh-!"
There was a scream, and a skinny zombie flexibly clung to the head of a suicide squad member. The sharp claws pierced through his fragile collar and shoulder guard without any suspense. The arm like a reed stick drilled through his collarbone and pulled out his stomach and intestines.
It was almost two breaths of time.
The death was extremely cruel, and the emotion of fear spread in everyone's heart.
Someone roared.
"It's the Night Demon!"
Night Demon!
As the name suggested, it was a zombie-type mutant that would only appear at night. Although its strength and defense were not strong, its terrifying speed and cunning attack techniques made it one of the more terrifying zombies compared to Roshan.
Especially its abnormal weakness analysis ability, its sharp claws could always find the most vulnerable parts of its prey.
The defense line formed by the "football team" members was quickly broken by the zombies like a piece of paper. They were submerged in the tide of zombies along with the roaring chainsaws.
From the collapse of the barbed wire to the collapse of the defense line, it took less than ten minutes.
Although it was a total annihilation, the sacrifice of these cheap cannon fodder still bought precious time for Pingan Street to consolidate the defense line.
The retreating soldiers climbed the protective wall and took the ammunition from the rear from the hands of the logisticians. The machine guns on the shooting tower also sprayed fire again. However, the pressure they faced was still not small because dangerous species gradually began to appear in the tide of zombies.
Not only the Night Demon, but also Roshan and the thrower who threw the baby bombs.
Standing on the giant wall, Song Chenyu overlooked the battlefield with a gloomy expression.
At this moment, the messenger ran up while panting.
"Report, reinforcements, reinforcements have arrived, and the supplies have been successfully sent to the soldiers. The people in the logistics department said that they are adding orders to the military factory, and the second batch of ammunition will be delivered soon. Commander Ding personally issued an order asking us to hold on! "
"Where are the reinforcements from NAC? Why are they not moving! "Song Chenyu said while gritting his teeth.
And Commander Ding.
As the commander, he didn't even show his face at this time!
However, as Commander Ding's subordinate, he could only hide these words in his heart and not say it out loud.
"I don't know, zombies also appeared at the North Gate, and they are now surrounded in the military base …"
"Don't they have planes!" Song Chenyu roared.
The messenger stuttered and couldn't speak.
At this critical juncture, why didn't NAC lend a helping hand?
For nobodies like them, this was not something they could come into contact with.
Under the giant wall, the zombies were still frantically tearing at the defense line of Pingan Street. Many mercenaries and hunters also walked up the protective wall and added to the front line.
Looking at the sea of zombies, Song Chenyu clenched his fists tightly.
He only prayed that the last line of defense could last until dawn …
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