Chapter 52 Glorious Battle

In the roar, the warrior type I combat mecha controlled by Kikuchi dance is like the bravest warrior in ancient times. The samurai sword in the hand is swayed into rings one by one, and the shape of the Warrior Type I combat mecha flexibly jumps and turns half a circle, giving the sword in the hand the maximum cutting force.

"The tyrant" and "the swift corpse" were split into two sections under the long sword, just like the monster in the animation. When the Warrior Type I combat mecha fell, the heavy body trampled the small zombie beasts and ordinary zombies directly into mud.

In the wave again and again, the tension of the chrysanthemum dance has completely dissipated, and only one word in her heart has been repeated.

"If you persist, there is hope!"

At this time, the Warrior Type I combat mecha she manipulated turned into a one-handed knife, in her hand

"Only they can fight like this. I'm really envious. If we..."

In the defense line formed by vehicles, there are infantry with swords. Through wireless sharing, they can see the front Warrior I combat mecha fighting in the zombie pile. At this time, all the Warrior I combat mecha had completely turned black.

The sprayed corpse, because of excessive pressure, fell like rain and fog in the sky. The transparent cockpit cover was covered and then brushed away by the wiper. From the perspective of the Warrior I combat mecha, the long knife is like a long rainbow flashing under the light.

Under the waving sword is the body of the zombie being chopped open. But in the direction pointed by the knife, there are almost countless zombies. The flesh-and-blood battlefield makes everyone's hearts throb and worry about the outcome of tonight's battle.

When the Warrior Type I combat mecha was busy with the sword in his hand, he quickly pulled out the 15mm mecha and pistol, and the "tyrant" far away knocked it to the ground.

"Attention, zombies are coming, in the sky!"

With the shouting of the infantry leaders, the infantry then noticed that there were zombies flying in the sky. These are all "tyrant" zombies. No matter what they grab, they throw away like stones.

At this time, the sky flew by like rain, and there were groups of ordinary zombies and zombie beasts. They flew over in the sky. Although their attacks may not cause any danger to the armored infantry, it is enough to startle everyone and cause some little trouble.

"The first team, go up, plug the gap!"

If it's just flying from the sky, the zombie and zombie beasts that fall to the ground and are limping. But at this moment, from the gap between those vehicles and under the car, a group of zombies and zombie beasts drilled through.

"Kill...!"

The infantry in a phalanx, the first-level soldiers rushed forward with the sword in their hands. Although there was no loud "boom" collision, the two sides immediately broke out a bloody battle.

The zombie dogs jumped up and doubled and half as tall as human beings.

"Oh, my God!"

The person who was hit made a scream, the huge dog's mouth of the zombie dog and its metallic fangs, giving people a terrible and cruel feeling. The person who was knocked down looked at it, and the dog bit his neck.

"Creeque..."

The relatively thin armor of the infantry makes a deformed sound under the sharp teeth of the zombie dog. However, after all, it is bulletproof armor, and the zombie dog can't be easily broken. And the sad screams made by the hit man have long attracted the attention of the teammates around him.

"Wh..."

The shining knife light flashed, and the head of the cut zombie dog was separated from its body the next moment. The black corpse gushed out like a fountain, and the people under the zombie dogs screamed more sadly.

"Hey, you fool, the zombie can't bite through our armor... You bastard, pick up your sword!"

The screamer was pulled up, and the sword he had just lost because of fear was stuffed in his hand. It was completely dark in front of him, because the eyes of the heavy infantry armor were covered by the corpse sprayed by the zombie dogs. The darkness made the person who had just stood up still scream. Because of his fear, his infantry armor was directly locked. Save him from any irrational behavior and cause unnecessary losses.

"You and him. Mom. Wipe your face, or you can't see anything!"

The rude cry of Jun Cao sounded. It was not until then that he had just been knocked down that he understood that he was still alive. I sloppyly wiped the position of my eyes on my helmet with the fabric on my arm, where there was an observation mirror integrating night vision and hopeless systems.

It was not until now that the horror in his heart was still there that his comrades-in-arms were waving their swords to fight against the zombies who rushed over. They were knocked down by zombies, and then stood up firmly and continued to fight.

This kind of battle ** infected him, and a sense of courage came out in his heart. But before he could move, there was a more bursting sound from the headphones.

"Hurry up, or I'll kill you!"

The soldier shouted, and the sword in his hand had been broken. And at this time, he no longer played Japanese swordsmanship, dealing with zombies with cutting, which was really a little bit. Just like the sword designed by Siweier for Guo Zhenbei, the blade does not have the curvature of cutting. The axe blade of Tang's big knife is also more conducive to piercing.

Although it is like the sword of the "knight troops" of the U.S. military and the "Thunder Hammer Power Armor" of Guo Zhenbei, because of its strong power, it is more suitable for cutting. For example, the armor of the heavy infantry equipment of the Fusang Empire is certainly more correct to consume less stabbing.

"Kill!"

The frightened man raised his sword, crossed in front of him, and then rushed forward to fight. The man who learned the lesson of the battle of Jun Cao stabbed forward with the long blade in his hand. The sharp long knife suddenly penetrated the forehead of the zombie in front of him, and then pulled it back and stabbed again.

The soldiers in the first row were blocked in the gap between the vehicles. All the zombies who come in, whether they are ordinary zombies, zombie beasts or "rapve corpses", they can bravely meet them. At this time, it is not worth thinking about anything. A warrior will either win or die. This is especially true in the face of zombies who will not give humans a third choice.

Relatively speaking, "rapid corpses" are annoying things. Their long tongues can knock people down, although they also can't penetrate bulletproof armor. But their tails can also sweep people over. Although they can't break people's bones, they can give people a sharp pain in their hearts.

If so, some people may think that humans are invincible in the battle between humans and zombies. Then this proves one thing that people must have immediate worries if they have no foresight. People whose eyesight are too narrow, that is, they can't understand or understand. As a result, they don't understand how they died.

There are not many people like that in the Fusang Empire, because they are all in wireless base stations and have knowledge stored in civilian armor in advance. They know how to survive. Please believe that if Guo Zhenbei meets more living people, he will see more like that. In this cruel biochemical end, it is actually a process of selecting better and brave people to survive with a law of the jungle.

"Go to hell!"

It turns out that when the tyranny of human beings is stimulated, it is no worse than that of beasts. The soldiers gritted their teeth and stepped on the zombie rats who kept biting their boots with their feet. He stabbed the head of an ordinary zombie with a long knife in his hand, rotated his body violently, and hit the head of another zombie hard with the assault on his elbow.

There were also people who rushed over and knocked down the "rapese corpse" that was disrupting the human formation. The long knife in his hand became a burden, and he simply hit the head of the "rapese corpse" with his fist. The fist becomes fast and powerful under mechanical power. When hitting the head of the "rapve corpse", there was a sound that seemed to be piling.

Under the critical strike, the head of the "rapid corpse" splashed, and the hard skull collapsed little by little.

Although everyone is fighting hard, so far, the Warrior I combat mecha in front of them has not broken through the vehicle defense line by using the sword in their hands and the 15mm mecha and pistol. But the small zombie beasts and "rapist corpses" have caused a lot of trouble to the people in the car.

"Team 2 and Team 3 attack, and Team 1 retreat!"

With the transmission of the order, all the soldiers on the 2nd and 3rd floors of the phalanx rushed forward with their own battles.

"With thorns, it is labor-saving and efficient!"

At this time, the first wave of reloaded soldiers began to withdraw from the battlefield according to the order, because their motivation was insufficient. The power system used by the heavy infantry of the Fusang Empire, although like the Warrior I combat mecha, is a fuel cell. However, their carrying ability is far worse than that of the Warrior I combat mecha.

So they had to retreat and add fuel to their heavy infantry armor while cooling the engine. It was not until they stood back to their positions and waited for the fuel supply staff to refuel them that they were in the mood to see the situation on the battlefield.

The zombies are still like Haitao, surging through the meat mountains formed by zombies. When they didn't seem to be interrupted, they couldn't help but feel frustrated by the soldiers who had just run out of fuel.

They looked at each other, and the scars on their armor were shocking. Some bulletproof armor has been "scarred" by the claws of the "rapeous corpse", and some zombies have been continuously bitten and torn open by zombie rats.

It is the composite armor of titanium alloy, ceramics and Kevlar, which makes people feel a coolness rising from the bottom of their hearts. This is a terrible state. If it continues, the military will collapse.

"Maybe we can't get out of today's predicament!"

Under such thoughts, a gray and gloomy thought quickly enveloped everyone.

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