Chapter 441: It's Just Begun
( )(Add more for the leader Leng Ruohan! The first leader in my writing career, hehe.)
Night battles are very unfavorable for the survivors. Not only will the soldiers' vision be obstructed, but combat fatigue will be accelerated. Although there are night vision devices, it is impossible for more than 2,000 soldiers to have one, so the strategy adopted by Wang Zhaowu is still physical lighting.
Every once in a while, the mortar will fire several lingering flares into the sky, lighting up the sky over the battlefield with that bright red light. Although it is not enough to make the battlefield as bright as daylight, it is enough to provide vision for soldiers who aim and shoot.
On the other hand, for the zombies, the night gave them a lot of advantages.
Having completely broken free from the shackles of the sun, the zombies were as fierce as if they had been drugged. Not only is the speed of ordinary zombies much faster than during the day, but the arm strength of the throwers mixed in the crowd of corpses has also increased a lot, and all of them are trying their best to "throw their sons" into the base. The exploding larval zombies really caused a lot of trouble to the soldiers on the fence, and one stretcher after another was carried down, making everyone's heart suppressed with a thick haze.
The dumping of gasoline every 6 hours was the only chance for the soldiers standing on the wall to get a breather. Only the sea of flames in the sky can make the zombies instinctively feel awe, and stop the pace of attacking the settlement.
However, when the flames dissipated, the tide-like offensive would continue.
As the head of the Second Corps, Wang Zhaowu didn't sleep a lot all night, and only took a nap on the sofa when gasoline was poured twice to burn the corpse.
Jiang Chen took Sun Jiao back to the villa at 12 o'clock. Although Sun Jiao really wanted to do what she could to protect the base, Jiang Chen would never allow her to face the battle when she was tired.
But when it comes to Sun Jiao. Originally, Jiang Chen didn't care how much influence one person could have on the battle situation. It wasn't until later that he realized that her contribution was indeed not small. With that terrifyingly accurate marksmanship, many throwers had their heads blown off with a sniper rifle before they could throw out the larvae in their hands.
After 6 hours, more than 200 throwers died under her gun! While boosting morale, the pressure on the eastern wall, where the zombies attacked most ferociously, also eased a lot. (The east wall faces the city center)
After all, for now, the biggest threat to the soldiers on the fence is the throwers.
In the early morning of the next day, the zombie attack stopped slightly.
Even in the heterogeneous tide. The activity density of zombies is not absolutely uniform. Often when a wave of corpses ends, there will be a long or short vacuum period. The base is safe until new zombies roam the area.
Standing on the wall and watching,
The scenery outside is really spectacular.
The wall was burnt black. The carbon residue and ashes on the ground looked black and white, exuding a disgusting burnt smell. Gasoline burned an open space of seven or eight meters outside the wall, but beyond that was still a sea of corpses and bones.
The remains of those zombies began to emit a stench, and the tissues that were originally kept incorruptible by x1 bacteria also began to gradually decompose. Mosquitoes and flies circle the rotting heap of the dead. The flies the size of a washbasin and the mosquitoes with long thighs seemed to make one's scalp tingle.
Occasionally, two or three zombies wandered towards the wall with dull eyes, and were also shot down in the pile of corpses by sporadic gunshots.
"Is this the end?" Standing on the fence, Jiang Chen asked Sun Jiao beside him.
"It's just started." Sun Jiao sighed with the sk10 Sirius hanging on her chest.
Just getting started? Jiang Chen stared at the mosquitoes and flies that were accumulating not far away.
Generally speaking, the higher the density of heterogeneous activities, the lower the density of zombies, and the branch densities of the two usually show an inverse trend. Zombie density decays now. .
This is not a good sign.
"How long will it take for this alien tide to end?" Jiang Chen asked helplessly.
"When Wanghai City restores its ecological balance." Sun Jiao shrugged and teased.
Any creature, including zombies, has a sense of living space. When the number exceeds a certain threshold, the city center can no longer accommodate them. They will expand outward, expanding the scope of the "city center".
Just waiting is not enough to wait for the end of the alien tide. Only by killing all the migrating zombies and aliens can this war be ended.
If you can't, you can only give up your own territory and migrate to a distant place.
In this wasteland where everything has become deformed, only natural selection has never deformed.
The zombies not far away approached, Sun Jiao took off the laser rifle on her chest, opened the folding gun bracket on her shoulder, and aimed at the few zombies. Half-closed his eyes and pulled the trigger.
A needle-thin blue light beam flickered, and a fist-sized indentation was instantly burned on the forehead of the zombie. The black content flowed out, it continued to walk two steps, and then knelt down on the ground silently.
Another few beams of light flickered. Several zombies fell to the ground silently.
There is no "chirp" shooting sound effect in science fiction films, and laser rifles in reality are silent killers. Although troublesome maintenance, expensive parts, flawed range, weak emp resistance and other issues make this high-tech weapon far less popular in the wasteland than the durable and practical gunpowder rifle, Sun Jiao seems to have a soft spot for it.
The trajectory is straight, there is no recoil, and the burst is high at close range.
"It's really a sci-fi thing." Looking at the weapon in Sun Jiao's hand. Jiang Chen said enviously.
In fact, he has always wanted to get two of these weapons as collectibles, but the weapon shop in the sixth block only sells c-type batteries that can be used in laser rifles at most, and rarely sells the laser rifle itself. Occasionally he didn't see it when he passed the Sixth Street, so he forgot about it.
It is said that the large-scale deployment of this laser rifle is mainly in the space battlefield. After all, in a zero-gravity environment, who would dare to shoot indiscriminately with a conventional rifle? No one was hit by a shot, and I was afraid that I would fly away without a trace.
"Is this considered science fiction?" Sun Jiao gave Jiang Chen a white look, and put the rifle back to her chest, "Get ready to go down, the fence will not be safe later."
"Mutated flies and mutated mosquitoes?"
Squinting his eyes and looking at the increasingly dense black mass in the distance, Jiang Chen turned around and walked down the wall with Sun Jiao.
Because of the appearance of flying aliens, Lu Huasheng urgently evacuated the survivors in the base and transferred them to a temporary shelter in the sewer.
Although Jiang Chen didn't want to brag about his foresight, the temporary shelter he ordered to build in the sewer did come in handy this time. These flying creatures can easily cross the walls of the base, which is undoubtedly a disaster for ordinary survivors in the base.
At this time, you only need to hide in the sewer.
After more than half a year of continuous reinforcement, this traffic artery connecting the Sixth Street of China Unicom and the Fishbone Base has been reinforced like an iron barrel. As long as the entrances at both ends are guarded, no alien species can enter here.
When Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao went to the community center, there were hardly any people in sight along the way.
After arriving at the command room, the two saw the only living person still in the community center——Han Junhua.
She folded her arms and stared indifferently at the holographic topographical map on the desktop.
The red and blue dots on the map are staggered together, marking your own and enemy forces. Judging from the distribution of troops alone, the First Corps has already gained the upper hand, but the expression on her face at this moment is not much relaxed.
"How's the situation on the western front?" Jiang Chen immediately asked after seeing her.
"Something is not good."
The expression was still the same forever, but from her voice, Jiang Chen could faintly hear a trace of solemnity. (To be continued.)
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