Although the living room of the villa was full of soldiers, there was no sound. Zhang Pu slightly jawed his head and gave the order of attack to the surrounding officers: "execute the battle plan a, the attack begins!"

His eyes have been staring at the helicopter formation flying from the East, which is the biggest support in his heart.

First of all, four "Black Hawk" helicopters are flying over. They are all equipped with iron cans filled with concentrated pheromone. This iron can emit the same smell as fresh blood and meat. According to the basic weather forecast, there is a weak westerly wind these days, which can ensure that the delivery point, the information hormone release area is limited to the specified range, and there will be no large-scale diffusion.

Similarly, this is one of Zhang Pu's concerns. No one can guarantee that the wind direction will not change. So far, everything is within the scope of the plan.

The opposition also forced Zhang Pu to be cautious and lure millions of zombies at one time, which is completely different from the previous regiment and battalion level operations. Thousands or tens of thousands of zombies will only disturb an area. If millions of zombies spread out, it will be an unpredictable disaster. Victory means reputation and promotion, while failure means death The collapse of the defense line and the erosion of the entire theater.

However, Zhang Pu could not stop the operation plan of the general staff. The army needed a big victory too much, and he could also obtain a series of significant benefits.

The General Staff Department has repeatedly assured that the plan has been repeatedly rehearsed, and so have the commanders of the division headquarters. The probability of success is more than 80%. No one can guarantee 100% victory in any battle. This is the best result.

Perhaps he is also a gambler. The military headquarters cannot fight a lasting war. As for the battlefield, the honor of soldiers needs to stand out from many officers and shine on the whole military region.

With an extremely complex mood, Zhang Pu looked up and turned his eyes to the large battlefield monitoring screen set on the wall. This is the image sent back by the unmanned aircraft hovering over the battlefield. It is equipped with a high-definition camera, but the image can be transmitted synchronously in real time, and any dead corner can be monitored.

The helicopter slowly opened the hatch, dropped red cans from the air and fell onto the designated route of the release area. When the can falls to the ground, it will crack a small hole and slowly release light white smoke, which will soon attract nearby zombies to run towards the can.

One, two, three, soon from every corner of the city, a dark mass of zombies hit the place where information hormones spread, filling the streets of the whole city.

The monitoring sound came from the horn of the command post. It was still quiet in the depths of the city. Soon there was a strange sound wave. "Coo" sound became louder and closer, as if countless people were roaring in a low voice. Then the sound suddenly increased countless times and turned into a frightening howl.

It seems that countless legs are running madly on the earth, and the ground trembles like a mountain collapse and tsunami. Within the scope centered on information hormones, a cloud of dust immediately rises to block out the sun. I don't know how many zombies are swarming outside the city.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. The scene like a rainbow was magnificent, like the flood breaking the dike, carrying sediment, and came with an invincible deterrent. Despair! Clutching his heart, he was almost out of breath.

As soon as the zombies rushed out of the periphery of the city, they immediately triggered the mines preset in the periphery. One mine after another was detonated by the zombies. In the sound of "roaring", the stones flew everywhere and the smoke filled the air, blocking the line of sight and swallowing a large number of zombies.

The sound of Mines came and went, and the smoke rolled forward quickly. Just a cup of tea had spread to the Bank of Baihe River. Suddenly, countless zombies rushed out of the rolling smoke. They were not blocked at all, just like the landmine obstruction did not exist at all. Risking countless pieces of meat flying in the sky, their strong fear was completely replaced by the desire of flesh and blood, and rushed recklessly towards the White River.

Zhang Pu was completely stunned by this scene. His eyebrows were tightly clenched together, as if he had just swallowed a sour lemon.

"Too much, too much..." he prayed nervously, but his face didn't show a trace of panic.

"There are two or three hundred thousand zombies by the river?"

"It should not be. With the rest, there are at least four or five million zombies..."

“……”

"No, the zombie went down the river!"

"Order the artillery to cover the attack continuously! Order all long-range weapons to attack, order the tanks and armored vehicles to advance, and don't let the zombies cross the river", Zhang Pu twitched imperceptibly on his face.

Zombies seemed to verify Zhang Pu's words. One by one, they jumped into the river. The zombies who jumped into the river had not put their heads out of the river, and another zombie fell on their head. They kicked the zombies in the water and jumped forward. Like a snowball, they quickly covered the narrow river.

More zombies are pouring out of the city, and the dense tide can't see the edge at all. Even in the command post, which is far away from the battlefield, we can still feel the strong vibration from the ground.

The irritability and uneasiness that has lasted for the past few days has become unspeakable fear and worry, firmly occupying Zhang Pu's mind.

Zombies are still pouring out of the gap in the city.

Countless zombies soon blocked the river and gathered together with invisible smoke. In the fierce explosion and shrouded in smoke, they rushed towards the pre-set position of mankind. The number of them can only be described by ants. Looking from the air, we can only see that the smoke and dust generated by trampling has not dispersed over the edge of the city for a long time, forming a pollution ten miles wide. We can't see how many zombies there are.

Whether the soldiers in the command post or the soldiers on the battlefield can feel the stench from the zombie, the information hormone from the dust and some unknown smell filled the whole nasal cavity a few kilometers away.

"Throw incendiary bombs and let rockets launch!"

As orders were issued, bright flames were drawn in the sky, roaring towards the other side of the river, and exploded in the opposite direction. The flames rose up. The exploded metal fragments roared into the bodies of zombies, penetrated their skin, cut their muscles, and flew around in the air with incomplete bodies and internal organs, Until it lost power and fell like rain.

"Death" has no concept of zombies at all. The open space raised by the explosion is instantly filled by the zombies behind. In an instant, the gap no longer exists. It continues to rush forward, and nothing can stop them.