Chapter 1400

The battle at night ended in the early morning. The soldiers, who had been fighting for a long time, retreated in a hurry. The garrison regiment, which was resting at night, was not ready to take over the defense line. All the vehicles and tents were gathered up in the early morning. A long line of troops were slowly retreating.

The troops retreated in an orderly way. In the sky, the reconnaissance plane was flying. In the mobile combat room, the display frequency of No.1 was smaller. The most real side of the trap area was shown to everyone in the daytime light.

Yesterday morning, the magnificent walled area has been razed to the ground, or filled with zombies. Countless black zombies follow the field and rush out of the middle core area like ants, filling all kinds of blanks. Many zombies even break through the gravel pile, revealing the tightly wrapped explosives and cables.

Thousands of rubble piles are like a labyrinth, which makes zombies go around. Suddenly, a loud roar like Kui Niu explodes for more than ten kilometers, making the retreating motorcade hear clearly. At the same time, the huge sound waves rush into the sky, making the plane begin to shake.

For a moment, the plane quickly adjusted its angle and photographed everything clearly below. There were still black zombies below, but a huge wave surged behind the tide. Then the speed became faster and faster, and the camera quickly focused. A huge D2 zombie formed a huge wave in the sea of corpses, charging forward.

At that moment, they arrived at the command center through the live broadcast, and everyone was reveling, because the last change of the zombie sea finally appeared, which was the change they had been looking forward to for a long time.

In terms of quantity, D2 zombie tide is less than a fraction of the front zombie tide. Only a fraction of the ordinary zombies in front of D2 zombies cut through the waves and cut through the whole tide. Countless zombies fly up and down one after another, and then all of them are trampled under the feet of D2 zombies and turned into meat mud.

D2 Zombies are not lossless in the charge. In the group, no matter how strong the individuals are, they are also thin. Many D2 zombies are overturned by the zombies that fall down. Once overturned, even D2 can't stand up, because countless D2 zombies of similar size step on them with their heavy feet.

Under the trample of tens of thousands of D2 zombies, let alone D2, even D3 and D4 can't survive. Behind D2 zombies, more S2 zombies follow. Tens of thousands of S2 zombies control their own speed and land on all fours. With the help of the zombies in front of them, they make a new wave to rush forward.

What destroys the zombie sea is not the bullet like a rain curtain, nor the artillery fire, nor the wall and terrain, but the zombie sea itself. The first goal of zombie tide type 2 zombies to show their power is the ordinary zombie sea. With enough resources, zombies of Z2 will not care about these ordinary zombies as the cornerstone.

When D2 zombies cut through the whole corpse tide, half of the ordinary corpse sea fell to the feet of their own kind and became corpses. Countless type 2 zombies rushed into the rubble pile. Hundreds of pyramids several meters high were knocked away by the strong type D2 zombies. Countless pieces of gravel and explosives rolled down to the ground, and all kinds of explosives were trampled under their feet. If these explosives were not electrically activated, I'm afraid the zombies will become waste when they rush into the rubble heap.

At the moment, nothing can stop these type 2 zombies. Ordinary zombies are just a pile of cannon fodder here. Ordinary zombies don't enjoy the treatment of explosives. First, they are rudely bumped by high-level zombies and smashed into the stone pile. They can't move in the splash of gravel.

Soon, when the S2 zombies also rushed into the stone pile, the D2 zombies in front of them were close to the edge, half of the thousand pyramids had been damaged, and there was no more ordinary zombies. The open space scattered with rubble was occupied by zombies, and all of them were occupied by high-level zombies.

"Hurry up, repair the starter quickly, but don't make any mistakes. I think we'll all lose our heads..."

Niu Hucheng, the commander of the engineering company, is dying of anxiety. As an ordinary engineering veteran, he was appointed company commander, not because of his excellent qualifications. At the beginning, the company commander who competed with him had an engineer and a master's degree in advanced engineering. He could be company commander only because he had the identity of a military man.

Therefore, he knew his own shortcomings. While learning, he put 12 distractions into the above tasks to ensure that his diligence made up for his incompetence. His efforts were rewarded. Originally, after the end of this battle, he would set up an Engineering Battalion. The battalion commander was none other than him. Unexpectedly, the detonating device that had been checked ten times failed at the last moment.

The original plan was that type 2 zombies would be detonated immediately after entering the central area, and tens of thousands of D2 zombies would be annihilated. The main force had retreated ten kilometers away. They were the top killers who were set up as the mace at the initiation point to ignite.

There are reconnaissance planes in the sky, so it's natural that no one needs to report the zombies' movements in the trap, so the order for them to start is directly given by the combat headquarters. Now the order has been given, or Ishihara himself. But when they are full of excitement and excitement, all their blood and passion are doused by a basin of ice water.The detonator was disassembled by the deft engineers in a few breaths. All kinds of devices have been checked. There is no problem. I just don't know why there is a problem.

Just as Niu Hucheng was going crazy, the walkie talkie scolded him

"Bull Tiger City, you don't want to live any more. Why don't you start it? Why hasn't there been any movement so far? Once the zombies rush through the defense cluster, do you know the consequences...".

Company commander Niu, find a way to start. The whole army is counting on you. If you can't complete the start, all the battle plans will fail. No one can kill the 100000-2 zombies. We can only blow up the bridge. "

All kinds of calls went through the walkie talkie, but Niu Hucheng didn't explain it. At the moment, he wanted to die. The war room had already told him the importance of this goal. He knew what 100000 zombies meant, not to mention 100000. Even if there were only 10000 zombies, he could not stop them even if they were tripled and the heavy firepower and ammunition were tripled.

At the moment, he can't get rid of the obstacles. Even if he died 10000 times, he felt ashamed of the army. The engineer company never gave a discount to complete the task, and there was never any abnormal situation. However, the situation at the moment is so big that it can't be solved. He has no face to live. Everyone in the 189 engineer company has the face to live.

"Niu Hucheng, I'm brother cockroach. What's the situation there? Report it as soon as possible..."

Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang's call came from the walkie talkie. Niu Hucheng wiped off the big sweat on his forehead with his greasy hands, grabbed the walkie talkie and called out:

"Brother cockroach, there's something wrong with the detonating circuit. We're investigating it. We can't detonate it. 189 people in the engineering company will be punished by death..."

After the roar, there was a silence for three seconds in the walkie talkie, followed by a calm reply from Zhang Xiaoqiang:

"I'm going to prepare 189 coffins. If you can't complete the task, there will be 18000 coffins and 18000 coffins besides yours. You can do as you like."

"Do you hear me? We are dead from now on. Three people are left to press the detonator every ten seconds. All the others rush to the front to check the circuit. Even if they are dead, they have to find out the trouble shooting. "

The 30-year-old Niu Hu Chen has a black face and twisted beard. His eyes reveal madness and despair. He pulls out his officer's gun and stares at the soldiers in front of him. The engineer company doesn't have weapons. Their only equipment is a tool kit and an engineer's spade.

Staring at the soldier in front of him, his fingers twitched slightly on the trigger. He looked at everyone. He had already made up his mind that no matter who ran away, he would kill that person, although he had never killed anyone