Chapter 11 Are your claws strong or my gun fierce?
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"Fire!"
With a wave of Chen Jie's hand, an orange-red flame suddenly appeared on Huang Yangmei's only dozen rockets of different models that could be fired, and shells rushed out and roared in the air. Just a few seconds later, it exploded in the zombies, lifting them off and dismembering them in the air.
But the shelling could not stop the movement of the zombies, and the senior zombies in the corpses began to sprint.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The sound brought by the huge size seemed to make the ground tremble, making everyone on the wall pale.
Some timid people have an impulse to retreat.
"Stabilize, stabilize..."
The captains waved their swords, ran and roared on the wall, alleviating the negative impact of the soldiers and warriors, and slightly strengthened their determination to stay.
As the huge group of corpses kept moving, most of the people on the wall were pale, their bodies trembled slightly, and their hands holding weapons were a little white because of too much force.
At the thought of fighting with the ants-like dense zombie below, many people's legs trembled and were scared into a cold sweat.
Above the wall, only Chen Jie's elite evolution team, which has fought with zombies many times, can still look coldly at the endless sea of corpses below.
The remaining more than 400 survivors who Chen Jie had just trained were also shaking their legs and pale when they saw the huge group of corpses.
The huge group of corpses slowly moved towards Huang Yangmei. Every time they approached, it would bring a point of pressure to the people on the wall. If it hadn't been for the six-meter-high wall guarded by Shen Xiaodong, I'm afraid that most people would have collapsed and fled scattered.
"Team Chen, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of these zombies?" Zhou Zheng stood next to Chen Jie and looked at the sea-like zombies, with a look a little ugly.
The corpse group is bigger than any time Chen Jie encountered. The black pressure is like an ant, and which corpses encountered on the way to retreat can't be compared with it at all.
"There should be about 100,000 zombies!"
The pressure in Chen Jie's heart when he looked at the huge corpses was also great. In the face of the huge sea of corpses, even if there is a wall to rely on, he is not sure enough to defend the base.
Although there are more than 1,000 people in the base, they are really brave enough to fight against zombies and form effective lethality. One thousand to one hundred thousand means that a person has to eliminate more than 100 zombies on average, which is really difficult.
The green cropland was plowed by senior zombies one by one, and after a moment, it was swallowed up by the zombies following.
The senior zombies who appeared under the hillside did not hesitate to climb on this slope.
"Poleo!"
Chen Jie's indifferent voice sounded, and the thick pipes stretched out from the city wall sprayed out a stream of grease, forming a splashing wave, leaking down. The grease fell on the slope, and then covered the smooth slope covered with cement oil and flowed down.
In the blink of an eye, this huge slope is covered with golden grease. In the sun, it is golden and beautiful.
The senior zombies rushed uphill, like a funny clown, stood unsteadily, fell on all fours, and then slipped to the foot of the mountain. Some senior zombies who have just arrived at the slope, using their hands and feet together, but there is no place for them to stabilize their feet and slide down one after another.
Chen Jie stood on one foot with his hands on his hands, and his eyes were flat.
And the people on the wall saw the miraculous slope with grease and bursts of cheers.
However, this kind of cheer stopped hoarsely at the beginning, like a rooster screaming happily and being pinched by the neck.
A senior zombie at least five meters in shape fiercely trampled on the slope.
The huge power directly smashed the cement surface on the slope, and the big foot was deeply inserted into the soil under the cement surface. With both hands and feet, the slide is regarded as nothing.
More and more advanced zombies embarked on this landslide, and then ordinary zombies piled up layer by layer.
surprisingly, the people on the wall calmed down.
The zombies climbed higher and higher, and some high-level zombies were already under the wall. In a roar, they hit the wall fiercely. The rock and cement shattered, and a broken pit appeared. The cracks were like spider webs, spreading outward.
The shaking spread to the wall finally attracted people's exclamation.
Chen Jie's eyes were cold, and his face was extremely indifferent. He said faintly, "Fire."
On a watchtower on the city wall, a sudden "pop" came from a nozzle made of steel. It was the electric current that produced an electric string. The next second, a powder of gunpowder disassembled from the shell was sprayed out and collided with the bullet and was ignited in an instant. A flame of more than 30 meters appeared and sprayed into the zombies under the landslide under control.
The gunpowder full of phosphor was ignited on the landslide.
The fire rising to the sky emitted strong black smoke and rushed to the sky.
Countless zombies were swallowed up by the unstoppable sea of fire in an instant. They struggled in the flames and the decay of their bodies was ignited again. Like countless fire elves dancing in the sea of fire, under the beauty, it is a kind of thrilling ferocity, and then roll down the hillside.
Even if they are high-level zombies, they have ultra-high defense, but they still make horrible roars under high temperatures.
The crazy impact is still there, several zombies five or six meters high. Their impact power is so strong that every time the wall breaks a pit, and the cracks continue to expand.
Chen Jie's face is calm, and he has a hunch for a long time. In their eyes, this wall is just slowing down a little time. Chen Jie turned his head and looked at the soldiers, warriors and ordinary residents on the wall. Each of them had a kind of sadness on their faces.
That's a worry about the uncertain future!
"Gone my orders, shoot freely!"
When the zombie army advanced 100 meters away from the wall garrisoned by Chen Jie, Chen Jie immediately issued an order.
Under that close shooting, a zombie was directly shot in the head by the soldiers and fell to the ground.
Seeing those terrible zombies fall at their own gunpoint, Huang Yangmei's soldiers were a little relieved and gave birth to a trace of courage.
Chen Jie was on the wall and looked at the zombies being slaughtered like pigs and dogs. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay! Although there are many high-level zombies in the corpse group this time, there are no intelligent zombies. Without those difficult goods, there is nothing terrible about these zombies. Not to mention 100,000, even if it is 200,000, as long as you have enough people and enough ammunition in your hand, can you slowly grind it off!"
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