Chapter 1315 Gather All the Heavy Artillery to Bombard the Zombie Tide of Millions!

Just when Chen Dachui and his friends were having fun,

this big thing happened!

It was a matter of life and death for Oil City!

Oil City, on the wall of the trading market.

After the storm subsided, the staff on duty in the sentry tower came out.

The rain kept falling, and the clothes on the guards had not been dry in these days.

Chen Er touched the chickenpox on his arm, and scratched the chickenpox with the nails of his index finger and thumb.

Hiss! Whoosh!

It hurts and feels good!

Zhu Xiao wore a raincoat and a rain hat, picked up a telescope and looked into the distance.

Under such a heavy rain, it was difficult for drones and helicopters to fly.

He got goose bumps when he saw it!

In the north, dense zombies were swarming like ants on the ground!

The storm not only caused movement problems for people, but also for zombies.

However, the zombies were not afraid of pain. They were blown up by the wind and hit the tree, but they continued to crawl.

The zombies who had been soaked in the heavy rain for more than ten days had the same limb sensitivity as humans.

After the storm ended, the zombies suddenly became more active.

The Oil City is located in the Central Plains, the capital of the most populous province in the country.

The zombie base is huge!

Moreover, the trading market and the Oil City together have nearly 100,000 people, and the popularity is extremely strong.

In the heavy rain, the Oil City is as bright as a lamp in the dark night within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

It attracts all the zombies within hundreds of kilometers.

And most of these zombies cannot reach here because of the storm.

But at this time after the storm ended, after two days of accumulation.

Finally!

A wave of zombies exceeding tens of millions is coming!

The zombie tide of tens of millions has only been experienced in the North before.

The terrain outside the trading market is flat. As time goes by, the accumulated number of zombies is multiplying at an exponential rate.

The grass under the feet of the zombies was trampled into a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and death. These walking dead have dull eyes, distorted faces, and grinning and screaming creepily.

The roar was deafening!

Zhu Xiao stepped back in fear.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Er looked at him with some confusion and took the telescope from Zhu Xiao.

"Look for yourself."

"No, I have to contact the minister and the others!" Zhu Xiao hurried back to the watchtower.

The walkie-talkie cannot be soaked in water, so he did not carry it with him, but put it in the watchtower.

When he returned to the watchtower, he just heard Guo Peng's voice coming from the walkie-talkie:

"Minister, I have a major situation to report. From the west gate, a large number of zombies are found rushing towards us. The number is extremely terrifying. I... I don't know how many there are."

Guo Peng stood in the watchtower, holding a telescope and looking at the zombie tide in the distance to the west, and swallowed nervously.

"It's the same at the south gate, and the speed is very fast!" said Ah Hong, who was in charge of the south direction.

"It's the same here." Zhu Xiao also said quickly.

A large number of zombies appeared in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northeast.

Although there are already hundreds of thousands of zombies under the wall of the trading market, the number of zombies rushing over from afar is dozens of times more terrifying than this.

It is a picture that makes people completely desperate.

In the mountains and forests in the distance, there are zombies everywhere.

On the roads that I often passed before, in the fields, and even in the river in the distance

Except for the sky, everything that can be seen in the telescope is zombies.

It has turned into a sea of ​​zombies.

Their Oil City is like a lonely boat in the sea of ​​zombies.

In the Oil City.

Uncle San took the walkie-talkie and hurried downstairs.

His eyes were full of solemnity.

"I know, you observe carefully and report the actions of those zombies."

Uncle San did not wear a raincoat, but only wore combat uniforms, carrying a rifle, and rushed to the wall of the Oil City.

The wall of the Oil City is more than ten meters higher than the trading market.

And the tallest building in the Oil City is only a little higher than the wall of the Oil City.

It is not much higher, so if you want to see the situation outside more clearly, you still have to run to the wall of the Oil City to take a look.

When Uncle San hurriedly ran up the wall, Ant, Jackal and the other four also followed him from their residences.

And Lao Yi, Lao Xie, Ju Tianrui, Dongtai, Liu Jinglue, Li Zhengping and others also came out of their respective residences and ran towards the wall of Oil City together.

Uncle San came to the wall.

"Minister, look." Xiao Jun, who was on duty, handed over the telescope in his hand.

Xiao Jun's eyes still retained shock, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Maybe at most 20 minutes, the zombie tide will arrive under the wall of the trading market."

At first, he didn't think that Zhu Xiao and the others saw how terrifying the zombie tide was.

After all, their Oil City has a mobile gate knife. Under the action of the mobile gate knife, the zombie tide is nothing, and it will be cut in the same way.

But when he saw such a terrifying zombie tide, he suddenly realized that he thought too simply.

Just imagine, a few thousand can also be called a zombie group, and tens of thousands can be called a zombie tide.

With the sharpness of the mobile gate knife, the speed of the zombie tide stacking can't keep up with the speed of the mobile gate knife cutting.

Therefore, in the case of a zombie tide of less than a few hundred thousand, the mobile gate is equivalent to covering the trading market with a layer of defense shield.

But!

When the zombie wave reaches millions or even tens of millions.

The cutting speed of the moving knife cannot keep up with the speed of the zombie tide.

There are too many, and the mobile knife may be directly overwhelmed by the zombie wave.

Even though it is still operating, it does not affect the accumulation of zombies.

Unless, the trading market here is like the Da Zhangshu base,

Build a fence to a height of fifty meters, leaving enough buffer height. The higher the height of the fence, the more zombies are needed to stack the zombie tide to this height.

Moreover, it also needs to have three layers of mobile knives like the Da Zhangshu Base.

In this way, the three layers are activated at the same time, which may be able to resist the zombie wave of tens of millions.

But.

Due to the rush of time, the height of the trading market wall is only 21 meters, and the mobile gate knife only has one floor.

Just relying on these two things is impossible to resist the tens of millions of zombies.

The third uncle took the telescope from Xiao Jun.

Holding the binoculars in both hands, he looked toward the north.

When he saw this terrifying zombie wave, he took a slight breath.

Silent.

He looked in the direction on both sides again and saw similar scenes.

Those zombies gathered together and came like a tidal wave.

"What should we do? Minister. Should we open the oil array outside the trading market?" Xiao Jun asked.

The third uncle took a deep breath.

The brain works like crazy.

These zombies move extremely fast, and the most important thing now is time.

It also takes time to activate the oil array. It will take at least ten minutes to ignite all the surrounding oil arrays!

But it’s unclear whether the oil array can withstand it. The plan for now is to consume as much zombies outside as possible! Buy time for the oil array to open!

"In this way, you ask the brothers to pull out all the artillery, anti-aircraft guns, heavy artillery, and mortars with an attack range of more than two kilometers and blast them for me!"

The third uncle said domineeringly and decisively.

At this time, there is no need to worry about parameters or directions, just strike accurately.

Because his mother’s surroundings are all zombies!

No matter how you bomb, you can kill a large area.

Within a radius of twenty kilometers, there are almost all zombies!

"How much?" Xiao Jun asked, a little confused.

The third uncle said anxiously:

"No matter what, you give me a quarter of all the ammunition first."

"Execute it immediately, bomb it first when you are ready, bomb me randomly from all directions!"

Time is very tight and there is no time to arrange and explain so many details.

Xiao Jun nodded, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, turned on the public frequency mode, and notified all personnel in the base who had walkie-talkies.

"The minister's highest command order now orders that all artillery, heavy artillery, mortars, and howitzers in the oil city and the trading market be within a range of two kilometers to fifteen kilometers outside the trading market."

"Bomb indiscriminately! Shoot out a quarter of the ammunition. You can bomb when you are ready. No need to report, just use it freely!"

"Execute immediately!"

"quick!"

boom!

This piece of news dropped a bomb in the hearts of many combatants.

How much ammo does a quarter have?

That is an extremely terrifying number!

Some time ago, tens of thousands of artillery shells and various artillery were brought to the military base in Wu City.

Including the previous artillery shells from Oil City, the total number definitely exceeds 20,000 rounds.

This is a cannonball, not a bullet.

Like heavy artillery shells, one of these weighs dozens of kilograms.

The bombing range was tens of meters in radius. The northern wall was almost penetrated by this heavy artillery.

"Please reply if you receive it!"

After Xiao Jun finished speaking, he quickly asked after receiving no news.

The third uncle took the walkie-talkie from Xiao Jun's hand and said crisply:

"I am Li Hongqian, execute the order, quickly!"

"If any artillery fails to fire a shell within five minutes, you will be severely punished!"

Only after everyone at the trading market and on the walls of the Oil City heard Third Uncle's voice did they confirm the authenticity of the news.

After all, this decision is too big.

All the artillery fired, it was such a luxury.

In the Oil City, Lao Yi, who was about to run towards the wall, changed direction without hesitation after hearing Uncle San's voice on the intercom.

Run towards the wall.

I met Lao Xie halfway.

"Lao Xie, you take people to pull out the mortars from the bunker, and I'll be in charge of the heavy artillery."

Lao Xie naturally heard Third Uncle's voice and nodded: "Okay!"

Dongtai ran to find the armored vehicle, because the vehicle also had artillery installed.

On the wall of Oil City, Changsheng looked at the brothers around him.

He opened his mouth and shouted: "Why are you still standing there?"

"Pull out the cannon!"

There are actually some anti-aircraft guns and mortars placed on the fence.

However, during the previous stormy weather, they pushed these anti-aircraft guns and mortars into the guard tower.

Kakakaka——

More than a dozen anti-aircraft guns were pulled out, and more than twenty mortars were also pulled out one by one.

"Don't look at me!" Gu Long shouted when he saw all the brothers looking at him.

Because they are used to obeying orders. After all, firing a gun requires several steps.

You also need to determine the location and so on.

Gu Long shouted to the brother next to him:

"Didn't the minister just say that? Random explosions within a range of two kilometers to fifteen kilometers!"

"yes!"

Clang!

Click!

Boom!

Whoosh!

Boom!

The first shell was fired from the wall of the trading market.

Zhu Xiao personally pushed the shell into the barrel.

Boom!

He used a mortar, which was not particularly powerful.

After flying three or four kilometers, the shell fell into the zombie tide, and the zombies flew up.

Rain and zombie body fragments flew across!

A few seconds later.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The sound of the shells fired increased instantly.

Boom! Boom!

The zombies in the west and east were blown over.

One minute later.

Shells bloomed in all directions!

The shells were like fairy flowers, and like fireworks fired in volleys, cutting through the rainy night.

The ground was shaken by the explosion, and everyone standing on the wall felt the shaking.

The roar continued.

Boom!

A heavy artillery shell flew for more than ten kilometers and fell into a valley.

The zombies in the valley squirmed like worms in a toilet.

This shell was like dropping a boulder into a calm lake.

Under the powerful force of the heavy artillery, a few lucky zombies flew to a height of dozens of meters.

In the sky, they slowly fell.

Bang!

It was smashed into a mess.

This valley was directly smashed into a deep pit.

Because the land under the valley was originally a bit soft, the heavy artillery bomb directly smashed a pit of six or seven meters.

Surrounding this pit, it was fan-shaped.

The impact range reached hundreds of meters, so terrifying.

Boom boom boom!

Just when all the artillery in the oil city and the old trading market was bombing.

In the Tingfeng Tower.

There was also continuous artillery fire inside, and the battle was in full swing.

Bang bang bang!

The bed shook.

The rain on the ceiling fell down.

Boom boom bang!

Suddenly the ground shook.

"Is there an earthquake?" Chen Dachui quickly got up and ran outside in panic.

When he ran to the door, he saw the most shocking scene in his life.

In the rainy night, the shells on the wall scattered around like meteors.

It illuminated the entire night sky.

"What is this!!!!"

What kind of terrifying firepower is this!

Chen Dachui sat down in the water and muttered:

"It's not an earthquake, it's a fucking shell, it's terrifying!"

Like him, the survivors in the buildings in various locations thought it was an earthquake at first.

When they walked out of the room, they saw artillery shells flying all over the sky.

They realized that this was the artillery of the oil city.

Meteors all over the sky.

Colorful.

But how many shells and how many artillery pieces would it take.

The ground was shaken by the impact.

Horror!

In the Axe Gang.

"I finally understand the confidence of Oil City. This is their confidence."

"Let everyone behave themselves in the future. Don't mess things up."

"Brother, they are really rich!"

"Well, maybe there are a lot of zombies outside. I don't know what's going on outside the wall. They actually let them use so many artillery! The number of zombies must have reached a terrifying level."

"So, aren't we in danger now?"

(Ask for monthly tickets, and apologize to everyone.

I wanted to update during the day, but I wrote it at noon 2000 words, I encountered some urgent things and didn't finish one chapter.

No matter what the reason, I promised.

So I apologize to everyone, sorry! Sorry! Sorry!

I owe eight chapters! I remember.

Because this book has no superpowers, no upgrades, and can't be too technological, it often depends on pure plot to advance, and the plot can't be repeated, so the later it is, the harder it is to write, so I just write it.

I don't want to collapse, I want to stabilize.

I have searched a lot for books like this that are realistic without superpowers and upgrades, and I haven't found a similar book to refer to and learn from, so I need to think a lot.

If you have any opinions or ideas, you can say it.

Because this book is not only for leeks, but also for all the big guys!

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Please forgive me again. Thank you! )