Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that the first battle line could not be held, and his heart had been dissolved. He was not afraid of zombies, but of his own cannons. He gritted his teeth and rushed to Zhao Deyi, who was in a hurry to faint, and roared:
"Retreat, all retreat, no more positions..."
With the order of the supreme commander, the soldiers on the front run back one after another with rifles, ammunition boxes and heavy machine guns, scattered and unorganized, while the zombies are close to the front of the battle, with only a few hundred rifles to make the final stop, and the machine gun array in the back position has stopped fire. They don't want to make the mistake of artillery.
Although the retreat was chaotic, Zhang Xiaoqiang still took someone to collect the dead soldier's body. He carried the soldier without his skull on his back and ran backward. He was still wondering while running. The soldier behind him was not dead. Could he live without his skull?
By the time Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the second front with his rout troops, the first front had been occupied by zombies. It can be said that it took no effort. Zhang Xiaoqiang's hope of holding zombies for half a day with the first front was lost.
"Huang Quan, you go to help Zhao Deyi reorganize the retreating soldiers. Huang Tingwei, give me an order to the artillery. Don't care about the zombies before the battle. Let them fight as far as they can. Don't care about the volley. Shoot all the shells for me..."
Having said that, Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the soldier with no skull and other wounded to the back. At this time, the second front was 1500 meters away from the zombie. The 1500 meters of ground was covered with 300 shallow gullies. The shallow gullies were 1.5 meters wide and 1 meter deep. Every three meters, there were one. With these shallow gullies, the zombie would rush over, and it would take at least two to three hours, So there is still enough time for Zhang Xiaoqiang to deal with the wounded.
"Brother cockroach, put me down. I can't do it any more. Please set me on fire. I don't want to be eaten by those things."
The wounded in the back wake up and see that it is Zhang Xiaoqiang with him on his back. He is deeply moved, but he knows that he is going to die and doesn't want to trouble Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"What's your name?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the wounded on his back to the motorcade, put him in the back seat and fed him a moment of life saving pills. The soldiers didn't refuse and ate him. Then he said:
"My name is fan Jinkui. I'm an ordinary worker. I don't have money or skills..."
When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that fan Jinkui had taken Baoming pill, he was a little relaxed and said to fan Jinkui with a smile
"Have you seen Korean movies? There is a underworld on it. It has no skull and a stainless steel one. Its name is "my wife is a big man?"?, If people can live well, so can you. "
Fan Jinkui obviously didn't believe it. Maybe he didn't care about it when it happened to others, but when it happened to himself, he was a little desperate. Zhang Xiaoqiang patted him on the shoulder and finally said:
"Anyway, you think it's the worst. Why don't you open it up? As long as there is hope, you may live. I will send you to the island in the middle of the lake by speedboat, and then a doctor will operate on you. Before that, the only thing you have to do is not to give up hope. "
Having said that, Zhang Xiaoqiang put five life saving pills in fan Jinkui's pocket.
"One pill a day can guarantee you to reach the island in the middle of the lake alive..."
Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's turning back, fan Jinkui covers his pocket with life saving pills. He can't help but feel a burst of hope in his heart. On his head, the frightening wound seems to be less painful.
Zhang Xiaoqiang used life saving pills and hemostatic powder for every wounded soldier, and let Li Zhi be responsible for transporting them to the dock, giving priority to the speedboat to Huzhong island.
What Zhang Xiaoqiang has done is seen in the eyes of other reorganized soldiers, and his fear is dispelled. Many of the wounded have become disabled. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang has not given up on them. He treats everyone equally, and ensures that they have no worries about food and clothing all their lives. This is enough. In the end, people's lives are as cheap as dogs. There is a leader who can guarantee their future, What are you afraid of?
When Zhang Xiaoqiang appeased the wounded soldiers, the artillery of the artillery position roared again. The five meter high gun flame formed a huge fireball at the muzzle. The shell roared, tearing open the air and falling into the zombie sea in the distance.
Ding Jianwei ran in the position and yelled at each running group to speed up and speed up again. The gun group who made a big mistake also gave up. When the gun was fired, it would produce high temperature. In the hot air, they took off their clothes, hung naked, held one shell tightly in their arms, and then opened the running bolt with a loud noise, The smoky shells were rolling on the ground, jingling.
The fire of the shell explodes one after another in the corpse group. The continuous explosion has caused a huge blow to the corpse sea.
Returning to the command center, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw countless flames and smoke spreading in the corpses, countless soil and corpses rising and falling continuously, and huge holes appeared in the dense corpse sea, turning the tide like corpse sea into a sieve.Just at this time, a distant shell was empty, and a fire burst out on a mountain ten kilometers away. Looking at the smoke from the empty mountain in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a headache. The quality of the artillery was really poor. Those large areas of zombie sea didn't fight, but they just hit the mountainside without zombies. The technology really stinks, and this is not twice, There are almost two or three shells out of ten shells. To say, the area of the corpse sea is much larger than that of the hills without zombies.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly saw the zombies at the foot of the mountain rush to the mountain. At the same time, a faint high-frequency sound came from there, and then countless zombies fell at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly raised his telescope, and saw a few zombies fall on the ground in a pile of scattered stones halfway up the mountain. He didn't know whether they were alive or dead. A D2 zombie fell out from behind the stones and threw himself on the ground, struggling with his head.
Then, the D2 zombie stopped struggling, landed on all fours and let a Z2 zombie turn over to its shoulder. Then seven or eight D2 zombies carrying Z zombies rushed out and ran down the mountain. In front of them and behind them, dozens of S2 zombies escorted them.
"Quick, let Ding Jianwei hit all 85 guns and 76 guns, and bombard the smoking mountain top ten kilometers away..."
The zombies rushed to the hillside, and the dense gunfire came down with a piercing roar. More than ten S2 zombies immediately became debris. With more shells exploding on the top of the mountain, the small mountain was not big, and the distance was not too far. More than 30 cannons could reach such a long range.
The dense firelight exploded on the top of the mountain one by one. For a moment, the firelight and smoke covered the top of the mountain. From time to time, zombies could be seen blowing up. I don't know whether it was S2 zombies or D2 zombies. When 30 rounds of each gun exploded on the top of the mountain, the whole mountain was almost ploughed by bombs. When Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered to stop, the whole mountain was scorched, Crumbling stones, rising loess, and craters on the surface of the moon.
Zombies can't be seen. Even the corpses of zombies have been blasted by countless shells. When the artillery stopped, the sea of zombies suddenly became chaotic, and countless zombies, like headless flies, suddenly scattered and ran everywhere.
For a moment, the whole front line was full of zombies entangled and collided with each other, which made the soldiers at the front line confused. They could not help but put down their guard and turned to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, as if waiting for a new order.
Zhang Xiaoqiang held up his telescope, his hands trembling slightly. There are only two possibilities for this situation. Either Z2 was killed or Z-shaped zombies were killed in a large number of casualties. No matter which one, it is beneficial for Zhang Xiaoqiang. If the first one, at least before the new Z2 appeared, they don't have to worry about zombies rushing over, they just need to destroy the scattered zombies, If there are two kinds of zombies, at least tomorrow morning, they don't have to worry about the zombies attacking again. You know, the zombies in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang are not two or one