Chapter 116 Hope, is there really any hope?

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The roar of the gun, the mouth of the gun and the tongue of fire, the smoke of the whole battlefield, flesh and blood flying, screams, howls, roars, crying, one after another.

Over time, the death squads with more and more ammunition consumption and casualties entered the close contact with the zombies who broke into the team.

The hand-to-hand combat is about to begin.

This is a completely asymmetric battle. The original task of Deng Jianguo and the 100-person death squad he recruited was to lead these zombies away from their original moving routes.

However, the development of the matter exceeded their expectations. At this moment, the encounter has caused many defenseless death squads to face more than 10,000 zombies, and there is not even a way to retreat. After all, they have not even carried out their mission. At this moment, they are bound to be punished by the rear legion for disobeying the military order.

At this moment, they are like a hundred babies still waiting to be fed, holding bottles in their hands, but suddenly bumping into tens of thousands of adult strong men. The task of these 100 babies is to kill these strong men with the bottles in their hands. It is self-evident whether they can succeed or not.

As for those who want to escape, they are even confused by the lard. Not to mention whether they can escape, even if they can escape, are the punishment troops of the rear military order responsible for eating? Can they be saved so that they can retreat without achieving any goal? All the efforts made by the base government for them before It's just in vain.

Speaking of zombies, what are these zombies from afar? They are creatures with a minimum level of physical evolution and fourth-order zombies, and the new recruits of these death squads are only some ordinary people who were recruited yesterday and have not been trained for a day, and may not even be as good as those cannon fodder troops captured by Chen Jie.

Let them escape at this time, which is like letting them ride bicycles and driving Mercedes-Benz BMW. In addition to reduce the difficulty of zombies preying them and filling their stomachs, Deng Jianguo really can't think of any effect.

And Wang Pengkai's performance is the most eye-catching among the 100-person death squad.

I saw that Wang Pengkai howled crazily, his voice was worse than crying, and his face was full of tears. I don't know whether it was because of anger or fear, even the bullets in his hand had been shot out. These zombies are so horrible that they can jump several meters away in an instant. They are still 100 meters away from you at the previous moment, and it may appear on top of your head the next second.

As the zombies continued to break through the fire blockade of Wang Pengkai's steel barrage, when the first high-level evolutionary zombie rushed into this 100-person team, the bloody slaughter began. Its floating figure flexibly avoided the shooting of a fire tongue and suddenly appeared over the team and rushed away from a few meters high. The latest soldier also reacted quickly. He quickly adjusted the weapon and aimed the slightly rushed muzzle in his hand at it. Then a series of dense tongues of fire spit out from the muzzle of the black hole. The zombie in mid-air had no place to dodge in a hurry and suddenly let out a scream, and then burst out of blood flowers. , bright red blood rain spread all over the sky.

But at this moment, the zombie's mouth was full of yellow teeth, and the blood-stained blood basin suddenly opened, and a black shadow shot out in an instant. When everyone saw what it was, the soldier had been penetrated through his head by the zombie's suddenly outstret tongue.

Before he died, the zombie had thrown him to the ground. The desire for food had covered the zombie's feeling of pain. Its blood-red mouth was tightly pressed against its head for a burst of sucking, and the soldier's body immediately convulsed violently.

When the zombie raised its head again, a trace of red and white sticky matter stuck to its scarlet mouth, and it stretched out its blood-red tongue and swept back and forth on the edge of its lips until it sucked all the sticky thing into its mouth.

When the other surviving soldiers looked at the soldier on the ground again, they saw that his face was ferocious, his eyes were full of fear, and a cup-sized black hole in front of his forehead was still flowing red and white**.

Other warriors felt that their scalps were numb and vaguely felt that their brains seemed to be being sucked by the zombie. At this time, other zombies rushed over one after another. For a moment, several tons of military trucks were lifted by them, and soldiers were constantly thrown to the ground by them. Even a zombie raised a soldier, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared wildly, and directly tore the soldier's waist into two pieces, and the blood mist's internal organs splashed all over the ground. Fear broke out uncontrollably.

Deng Jianguo watched the soldiers keep falling down and was inexplicably sad. At this time, he saw that the team had completely collapsed, gritted his teeth, pulled the weapon in his hand hard, and swept ahead. At this time, Deng Jianguo suddenly saw several fireworks above their heads. He closed his eyes in pain, and a drop of meaning Tears slowly slid down his cheek. When he opened his eyes again, he shouted in his throat: "Retreat!"

Wang Pengkai was very lucky. Standing at the end of the team, he was still unharmed, but as his comrades-in-arms in front of him fell one after another, it seemed that his good luck had come to an end.

Finally, his good luck came to an end. An 8th-order alien licking zombie locked him. It roared and suddenly lost its figure in place. When it appeared again, it had jumped to Wang Pengkai's head, dripping disgusting saliva. The viper-like pupils flashed with hunger for food and dark nails. The light shone, and the ugly and horrible face quickly dilated in Wang Pengkai's pupils.

At that moment, Wang Pengkai felt that time had become very slow, and all the things before his life flashed in front of him. The good times of reading, the dazzling meteor shower of the destruction day, the careful face of his parents when they died, and the tragic situation when his wife was insulted. He did not feel fear. Perhaps for him, death is a solution. Take it off...

Death is a kind of relief...

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from heaven and earth. Wang Pengkai, who was waiting for death, did not rush to see what was going on around him. Together with the zombies who rushed to him, they were lifted into the air by the sudden strong hot airflow. The violent explosion instantly turned this area into a vacuum zone, in mid-air. Wang Pengkai only felt a whirlwind. In the hazy, he vaguely heard the battalion commander Deng Jianguo pulling his already hoarse throat and shouting, "Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

Then, immediately, Wang Pengkai felt a pain in his back, and the soil kept falling on him, getting heavier and heavier, until he slowly lost consciousness...

In the base, the people who saw the 100 people off had not dispersed, and Gu Zewu, who had just seen them off, did not have time to walk down the steps, and he heard a violent explosion in the distance.

Then, immediately, he received the news that Deng Jianguo encountered a group of zombies outside the base. Years of combat experience made him keenly realize the seriousness of the matter. In addition to quickly arranging the defense of the base, he also decisively ordered that Deng Jianguo and others dragged down the zombies at the best time when a large number of zombies were concentrated. The machine destroyed them as much as possible, so several guided-bombs soared into the air with hot tail flames, and their landing point was the center of Deng Jianguo's battlefield with zombies.

In a small village a few kilometers away from Deng Jianguo and others, a figure quietly lay on a 20-meter-high tree branch. He held a high-definition military telescope in his hand and calmly observed the battlefield in front of him, as if the life and death of hundreds of people had nothing to do with him.

The familiar tail flame lit up in the distance, and the figure jumped down from the roof decisively. Between several ups and downs, he seemed to have never appeared and disappeared into the vast wilderness again.

With the order issued by Gu Zewu, a harsh siren sounded in the base. Through the repeated defensive mobilization on the radio, everyone knew the number of zombies moving in the direction of the base this time - nearly 10,000 or even nearly 100,000!

With the rapid transmission of the radio sound, the whole base suddenly exploded, and people rushed around, full of fear and despair.

No one among the survivors from the Day of Destruction will not know the meaning of this number of evolutionary zombies. Escape? What are the chances of an ordinary person surviving in the wild without relying on fortifications? That's as little as the chance of being struck by lightning in the wild.

Even so many advanced zombies above the fourth level, even high-level evolutionists, do not have the cooperation of team strength. Unless they are really lucky enough to meet these dark creatures without pain, there will be only one end in the end, that is, "death!"

Of course, human beings are always strange creatures. In ordinary times, some people will be cowardly, timid, and like weak sheep, who will fight for power and profit. But once they are forced to be desperate, these people who usually seem to bully will change and burst into unparalleled attack power, and at this moment, they are fearless. Afraid.

The vast majority of survivors took out their weapons through various channels, suppressed their inner fear and did not look at the roaring shell overhead, and rushed out of the tent, densely crowded on the wall.

They looked nervous, their eyes were full of fear, and their hands trembled uncontrollably. From time to time, one or two accidentally pulled the trigger because of excessive nervousness - fortunately, the muzzle of the black hole was consistent with the outside world, which did not cause casualties. However, if they rise up to resist, there will be hope.

"Do you really have hope?" This is the idea of all the surviving people in the YW city base at this moment. They have no way out, and they can only fight back.

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