Chapter 1,187 The Bloody Battle Under the Giant Wall

This night, Ping An Street is destined to sleepless. 『W

A pair of empty sights, like the gaze of death, peered from the darkness into the bustling Ping An Street. In a roar that cut through the silence, it turned into a bloodthirsty fierce light.

The zombies shook off their staggering steps, and a pair of thin but strong hands stretched forward desperately, rushing towards the gap in the giant wall of Ping An Street.

"Roar--"

The shrill roars resounded through the streets, combining with the crackling gunshots to form a symphony of killing.

The soldiers gritted their teeth and used a fire net composed of machine guns and rifle bullets to push back the surrounding corpses. However, the fishing net can catch fish and shrimps, but it cannot catch the waves. Zombies keep falling down, and zombies keep stepping over the corpses in front of them.

They feel no pain and have no fear of death.

Soon, the originally empty streets were filled with zombies rushing in groups of five to five, and the front line had already pressed against the first barbed wire fence stretched along the street entrance outside the giant wall.

Clusters of flames flickered behind the defense line, like candles in the wind, as if they would be extinguished when blown.

"Damn, there are too many of them!"

He stabbed a zombie lying on the barbed wire to death with the bayonet on his rifle. The soldier in chemical protective clothing shook off the sticky plasma on the bayonet, then squeezed it out and stabbed it out, stabbing three or five throats in succession. .

"Use a bayonet! Prick them in the face and neck! Don't let them stick to the net, damn! Damn it!"

There were more and more zombies, tearing at the barbed wire with their teeth and nails, and roaring hoarsely at the soldiers behind the barbed wire.

However, the real threat to the security of the defense line is not their tearing movements, but the increasing number of zombies squeezing towards the barbed wire fence.

Of course they can't tear through the strong steel wires, but they can bring down the entire wall with their numbers!

The firepower of the frontline soldiers was thinned, and there was no point in firing anymore. The zombies in the front row were completely dead, and the zombies in the back were pressed against the barbed wire fence, like a row of human shields. The engineers quickly stepped forward and threw heavy objects such as sandbags and garbage bags behind the iron mesh.

However, everyone knows that this method will not stop it for long.

The only thing that can completely block the tide of corpses is the towering giant wall, but the giant wall behind them has fallen...

"Their offensive is too fierce!"

"Ammunition! I need ammunition! Bring the ammo box up quickly!"

On the shooting tower,

The machine gunner who was suppressing the zombies in the back row stopped shooting and cursed at the logistics soldiers.

"The ammunition will have to wait for a while. The supply truck is on its way. Just hold on a little longer..." the logistics soldier said, sweating profusely.

"Hold the grass, you can't hold on without bullets, I'll shoot you out!"

"..."

The ammunition supply situation was not optimistic. Within an hour, the machine gun tower that had been spitting out tongues of fire stopped.

Without machine guns to suppress the back row, the zombies' offensive became more and more fierce.

The barbed wire fence was already groaning under the strain. It was bent in many places, and screws were jumping from the top.

The soldiers with bayonets stabbed into 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 with his brows twisted into knots.

Suddenly, he punched the wall with his fist and ordered to the officer behind him.

"We can't wait any longer, let the death squads come on."

The officer was stunned for a moment, then looked stern, stood at attention and saluted.

"yes!"

A shrill broadcast sounded.

On the front line, soldiers wearing chemical protective suits began to evacuate from the barbed wire fence.

At the same time, a group of people wearing armor that looked like football protective gear passed by the retreating soldiers. Holding chainsaws in both hands, they stepped onto the battlefield from behind the defense line. No fear can be seen behind the mask of tempered glass and iron mesh, and there is no flinching in the pace of progress.

They are all refugees from the slums.

Before the armor was welded to death, a drug that made it non-fearable was injected.

Behind them is a temporary concrete wall built in a hurry. It is only less than two people tall, and there is no time to paint in many places. However, this seemingly unstable wall is actually the last line of defense on Ping An Street.

They must hold this place until the engineers build the third protective wall.

Otherwise, all your efforts will be in vain.

"preparation!"

The barbed wire gradually collapsed.

They stood in a row behind the barbed wire, like medieval knights, raising their chainsaws.

"kill!"

The roar seemed to dispel the fear in his chest, and the chainsaws in his hands moved forward an inch.

At the same time, the switch was pressed.

The roaring chainsaw stabs forward, and often with just a pull, zombies with missing arms and legs fall down.

Minced meat and solidified plasma were flying in the air, and even many survivors who were used to the world couldn't help but throw themselves against the wall. However, the fear in the eyes of the suicide squad members who were in purgatory had long been numb.

For ordinary zombies, these suicide squad members standing in a row holding chainsaws are far more effective than rifles, machine guns and even infantry cannons. However, when facing a slightly stronger "dangerous species", what awaits them is a nightmare...

"ah--!"

A scream rang out, and a skinny zombie flexibly hugged the head of a member of the suicide squad. Its sharp claws pierced his fragile collar and shoulder pads without any suspense, and the entire arm was drilled like a reed stick. It penetrated his collarbone and tore out his stomach band and intestines.

Almost two breaths of time,

The death was extremely cruel, and fear spread in everyone's hearts.

I don't know who yelled.

"It's the Night Stalker!"

Night Stalker!

As the name suggests, it is a zombie-type mutant that only appears at night. Although its strength and defense are not strong, its terrifying speed and tricky attack methods make it one of the more terrifying zombies than Roshan.

Especially with his abnormal weakness analysis ability, his sharp claws can always find the most vulnerable points of his prey to attack.

The defense line formed by the members of the "rugby team" was quickly broken through by the zombies like paper, and was submerged in the tide of corpses together with the roaring chainsaws.

From the time the barbed wire fence fell to the collapse of the defense line, it took only ten minutes.

But even though it was a total annihilation, the sacrifice of these cheap cannon fodder still bought valuable time for Ping An Street to consolidate its defense line.

The retreating soldiers climbed onto the protective wall, took over the ammunition brought from the rear from the logistics soldiers, and the machine guns on the shooting towers also sprayed firepower again. However, the pressure they face is still considerable, because dangerous species have gradually begun to appear in the tide of corpses.

Not just Night Stalkers, but Roshan, and baby bomb slingers.

Standing on the giant wall, Song Chenyu overlooked the battlefield with a gloomy look on his face.

At this moment, the messenger ran up panting.

"Report, reinforcements, reinforcements have arrived, and supplies have been successfully delivered to the soldiers. People in the logistics department said that they are placing additional orders with the military factory, and the second batch of ammunition will be delivered soon. Commander Ding personally issued the order The order requires us to hold on!"

"Where are the NAC reinforcements? Why are they not making any movement!" Song Chenyu said through gritted teeth.

And Captain Ding.

As the leader of the group, he didn’t even show his face at this time!

However, as a subordinate of Captain Ding, he could only hide these words in his heart and could not say them out.

"I don't know. Zombies seem to have appeared at the North Gate. They are also surrounded in the military base now..."

"Don't they have planes?" Song Chenyu roared.

The messenger hesitated and was speechless.

At this critical moment, why didn't NAC lend a helping hand?

For the little people at their level, this is no longer something that their level can touch.

Under the huge wall, zombies were still tearing at the defense line of the Ping An Street defenders crazily. Many mercenaries and hunters also walked onto the protective wall to replenish the front line.

Looking at the sea of ​​corpses, Song Chenyu clenched his fists tightly.

He only prays now that this last line of defense can last until dawn... (To be continued.)