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Chapter 153

In order to ensure the safety of the awakened, Ju Hai specially gave Chen Xiaoxiu and the others some weapons.

Chen Xiaoxiu did not refuse, although these firearms were not as useful to them as they thought.

But there is some use in always returning.

Before coming to the clearing, Chen Xiaoxiu and the others were shocked by the tragic scene in front of them.

Although on the high platform, they already had an estimate of the battle that would take place below.

But when they actually came to the center of the battlefield, they found that the real battlefield was even more exaggerated and tragic than they thought.

Blood, everywhere is filled with blood and the stench of corpses rancid.

These blood are like stimulants one by one, making the zombies rush in the direction of the train station regardless of death.

The million-strong tide sounds terrifying, but fortunately, this is not the kind of war that broke out in the plains in ancient times, but in modern cities.

The complex terrain makes it difficult for zombies to exert their numerical advantages.

The smell of blood in the air made the zombies extremely crazy.

One zombie after another, servants followed.

They came to the top, stepped on the bodies of their fallen companions in front of them, and attacked in the direction of the railway station.

Not every one of those zombies who fell to the ground died.

Many of them were just broken by bullets, and when the zombies on their bodies walked away, they still wanted to struggle to get up.

It's just that the zombies behind will not give them a chance at all, and after a while, these fallen zombies were trampled into meat sauce by their companions.

In front of the train station, because the helicopter informed the arrival of the corpse tide in advance.

As a result, the rescue team arranged fortifications early.

In the air, it's a flying helicopter. On the ground, there are one trench after another.

Architecturally, it is one sniper after another.

They stared at the tall figures in the corpses, sniping accurately.

In the face of the powerful power of the sniper rifle, the proud physique of the mutant zombie lost its effect.

Often every sniper gun sounds, representing the fall of a mutated zombie.

Suppressed them fiercely.

Among the corpses, looking at the humans not far away, the zombies were very excited.

The zombies in the first row quickly rushed to the front of the trench.

It's just that in this way, they are unlucky.

There is a trench that is fifty centimeters wide, which is not a distance that ordinary zombies can cross.

In the rain of bullets roaring from the soldiers, these zombies inevitably fell into those trenches.

They are like rice and wheat cut by sickles during the autumn harvest and fall into the first trench.

After some unlucky struggles to get up, they are pushed into the trench by the zombies behind.

They are either killed directly by bullets, or they fall in the trench and are trampled to death by their companions, becoming stepping stones for other zombies.

Densely packed zombies crowded towards the battle line of the train station.

Looking at the tide of corpses in front of them, everyone in the awakened squad felt a tingling in their scalps.

In the face of such a terrifying war, the strength of the individual suddenly became a little small.

The most feared of these are the workers who are helping to build the fortifications.

Although these people have also competed with zombies, they have never seen a group of corpses of this scale.

The number of people exceeds 10,000, boundless.

This is not just talk.

The buildings and streets around the train station were almost crowded with zombies.

There is a steady stream of zombies crowding from all directions.

'Boom'

A dazzling fire resounded in the corpses, and countless flying sand stones mixed with the broken limbs of the zombies flew up.

The gas wave generated by the explosion made the zombies who were relatively close suddenly unstable on their feet and fell to the ground one after another.

As flesh and blood and walking stones landed, a small clearing was cleared in the middle of the dense group of corpses.

This is the rescue team's great weapon against zombies, a dozen sixty-millimeter mortars.

With the establishment of the survivor base, the industry of human civilization slowly began to recover.

It also gave the front-line fighters a stable ammunition resource, although due to the difficulty of collecting raw materials, the ammunition of heavy weapons such as artillery is not as abundant as in peacetime.

But it is also able to prevent front-line fighters from falling into such a miserable situation as having only bullets and no heavy weapons.

As the guns rang out, the soldiers of the rescue team knew that this was the corpse rushing to the danger line and had to press them back,

so the soldiers took up their weapons and sprayed raging tongues of fire from the long barrels.

Countless shimmering bullets whistled towards the dense group of corpses.

Every

soldier of the rescue team did not skimp on the bullets in their hands, and they emptied their magazines in as short a time as possible.

They are no longer obsessed with hitting the zombie's head, but venting bullets on the bodies of the zombies in the front row.

Under such ferocious firepower, the zombies in the front row seemed to have encountered an invisible scythe.

They were cut to pieces by this invisible scythe, and those bullets knocked down and shredded zombies one by one.

Soon, the corpses stopped a hundred meters in front of the first line of defense.

This wall, woven by bullets, became an insurmountable gap among corpses.

One zombie after another fell, one zombie after another rushed up, and then was knocked down by a hail of bullets.

In the rescue team, the machine gun bullet is like a ruthless bullet-eating machine.

It hardly takes long to empty the white-haired ammunition.

Countless machine guns whistled, and in the battlefield, those limbs that were broken by bullets, flesh and blood flesh flew in the air.

Whenever there was danger in the defense line, the sound of mortar shells sounded among the corpses.

Dazzling red flames and waves of qi tore the zombies to pieces.

Brown cement blocks mixed with the black flesh and blood of zombies flew on this battlefield full of artillery.

Concrete blocks and corpses that were constantly blown up fell on the moving zombies, causing them to lose their way.

There are even some zombies that can't find the north because of the thick gunsmoke, and they can only run around.

As a result, the already messy corpses looked even more chaotic.

Slowly, the 100-meter buffer belt was filled with zombie corpses, forming a gentle slope up to one meter high.

In such a tense battle, the fighters on the front line cursed while attacking wildly.

It's not that their quality is too low, and in the next situation, we must find a way to vent the depression in our hearts.

Soon, due to the blocking of this flesh wall, the distance between the corpses and the rescue team was closer.

At this time, a mutant zombie with agile movements broke through the distance of 100 meters and came to the open space in front of the train station.

At this time, if the warriors turn their heads to attack these slippery mutant zombies, it will inevitably reduce the suppression of the corpse group.

So that more zombies can break through the fire network.

At this time, it was time for Chen Xiaoxiu and others to play.

The three S-shaped mutant zombies used their amazing speed to turn over the sandbags and rush towards the fighters of the rescue team.

At this time, several fighters nervously aimed their guns at them.

But before they could shoot, the squad leader next to them shouted viciously: "Remove your damn muzzle and aim it at the group of ordinary zombies outside!

Sure enough, just when several mutant zombies were about to rush to the trench of the rescue team, several figures rushed out of the trench.

It was a man and two women, and the three of them faced a mutant zombie.

These three people are none other than Chen Xiaoxiu.

The speed of mutating zombies is fast, but Chen Xiaoxiu's speed is faster.

Almost instantly, one person and one zombie collided together.

The mutant zombie's black claws grabbed towards Chen Xiaoxiu.

But in the next second, before its attack fell, his head flew high.

The figures staggered, Chen Xiaoxiu landed easily, collected the knife, and completed it in one go.

Not far from him was a headless corpse that had just landed.

On the other hand, in the face of mutated zombies that were only a stage, Xia Ling'er and Ye Feiyu also quickly solved the battle.

In the surprised eyes of the soldiers, Chen Xiaoxiu shouted to everyone: "Mutant zombies hand over to us! You are aimed at those ordinary zombies, if they want to rush over, they must step over our corpses, understand!" The

voice was generous and powerful, and it was like a booster, hitting everyone's hearts.