Chapter 117 We Want Revenge

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On the wall outside the YW city base, commanders at all levels are running. They pull their throats and shout, constantly adjusting the number of people on each wall to prevent leaving a gap in fire.

After so many position sniper battles, the team in YW City also has some tips to deal with zombies, that is: if you are not a sharpshooter, then you have only one choice, covering the firepower. The most important point of fire coverage is to choose your sniper position and block the peripheral defense line.

In the most central position of the YW city base, in a five-storey building, Gu Zewu's office is located. At this time, the whole office is full of smoke, like a thick fog, and the cisman keeps entering and leaving the office door nervously.

In the office, more than a dozen senior military officers of the former YW City Military Region were standing around the base model in the middle of the office, looking directly at the model and bowing their heads. They frowned one by one, and their looks were full of urgency. They desperately smoked the cigarette butts in their mouths, as if this could reduce their hearts. That tension.

This is a defensive battle that is completely different from conventional war. The opponents facing the YW city base have no idea at all, so there are no tactics and conspiracy. They will only instinctively dodge and charge, and carry out dazzling dodge and charge at a very fast speed. Now that there is no possibility of attracting them, there is only one way left for the base to go - it is the narrow road to win.

Gu Zewu sat weakly in a wheelchair, his eyes were slightly closed, and his body was gently gasping. At this moment, he was more like an old man in the end of his life, as if he would let go at any time. Chu Yang stood behind Deng Jianjun's wheelchair, holding the red sandalwood table worth tens of thousands of years before the end of the world and looked at the old back in front of him with a complicated expression. It was this uncle, who was once magnificent, tall, majestic and upright in her memory, who had just issued an order to fire with all his strength to the team led by Deng Jianguo. He knew that Deng Jianguo had always been his father's most reliable officer, and at the same time yesterday, his father was still chatting with Deng Jianguo in this office. In a trance, he suddenly remembered his mood when he was trapped in the center of YW and waiting for her father's rescue in that desperate environment.

Gu Zewu mobilized all the heavy weapons in the base at the first time. No matter what they were used before, no matter what force they were used, at this moment, they must obey their own command and appear. Where they should appear.

Now they have only one task, that is to aim at the location where the 113 death squad members of Deng Jianguo and his 113 death squad members are in the north of the base, keep fire at the more than ten kilometers of open space near them, vent their firepower as much as possible, and reclaim the pears to their heart's content. They must be before the zombies approach the base. Reduce its number as much as possible, even at the expense of the death squad members who are fighting for the base and giving everything for it.

Of course, the death squads are extremely confidential at the site where the artillery is about to be fired, except for a few senior leaders and those members under the base who do not know about it at all. As for the machine gun group, heavy weapons such as machine guns need to be activated within a certain distance of the zombies entering the city wall, and will not launch round shots as early as artillery, so this matter has little to do with them.

For a moment, the roar in the base came one after another, and the gray smoke permeated the whole base. With the rise of fireworks, a group of gorgeous dead flowers kept exploding in the wilderness in front of the base. Soldiers and civilians standing on the wall on defense seemed to be able to I felt the vibration under my feet and the painful howling when the zombie was blown apart.

But how effective can such a carpet bombing have on the approaching zombies? Everyone, including Gu Zewu himself, is not sure.

Ten kilometers outside the base, the 100-person death squad led by Deng Jianguo, in the huge living dead crowd, just like the blooming fireworks, were completely submerged after a flash.

What they didn't expect was that the situation where they were bound to die was a cold-blooded order by Gu Zewu, the supreme commander of the YW city base, leaving them with a glimmer of life, just like Fang Xiaobing and Deng Jianjun buried in the mud.

Of course, although Gu Zewu's cold-blooded order saved their lives, they would never thank Gu Zewu for this cold-blooded order.

No, absolutely not!

The explosion just made Wang Pengkai's brain swell, and even had a brief syncope. At this time, he woke up drowsily and only felt that his body was very heavy. He reluctantly opened his eyes, but his eyes were blood red, as if he were covered by a thin layer of something, and his face was also sticky and uncomfortable, with a bloody smell. Drilled into his nostrils, and when he wanted to reach out and rub it, he found that his whole body could not move.

As a last resort, Wang Pengkai could only raise his voice and shout, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

"Help, help!"

The weak voice floated over the cratered wilderness for a long time.

For a long time, something moved gently in a mud pit near Wang Pengkai, and then the iron gate of a military truck suddenly lifted far away from the soil. A strong figure struggled to climb out of the pit under the iron gate and looked carefully. It was Deng Jian who shouted to retreat at the last moment. Guo, he was scarred and full of blood, but there seemed to be something wrong with him at this time...

Deng Jianguo opened his frightened eyes and looked at his left arm in disbelief. It turned out that a sharp pain suddenly came into his brain. When he looked at his left arm, his whole left arm disappeared. Deng Jianguo suddenly looked up to the sky and made a heartbreaking painful cry. Where the sound reached, he heard it sad. No one can accept the sudden loss of an arm.

I was tired of screaming, and the wound at the broken arm had also solidified. Deng Jianguo endured the severe pain, pulled off a large piece of cloth from his body, wrapped the wound, and trembled and walked in the direction of the weak cry for help just now.

The seriously injured Deng Jianguo barely got up from the ground and found a semi-automatic rifle to support his body. He moved in the potholed snow. Just beside him, five military trucks had already been blown to black, and he could not distinguish the original appearance. The surrounding ground was densely full of corpses, soldiers', The blood of the living dead soaked the soil, and the original white snow has now turned bright red, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the flesh and blood are not complete.

But if you really want to count it in detail, Deng Jianguo found that in the broken arms all over the ground, except for the soldiers, the real members of the living dead are not as much as expected.

It turned out that more than 100 death squad members who were fighting desperately for the whole base were abandoned by the base, and they were abandoned.

The fire of the pear made their wilderness completely turned into a scorched earth, almost an inch intact.

Suddenly, Deng Jianguo's eyes fell on an amputee, and his face showed incomparable fear and disbelief. He only heard him whisper to himself, "How come...?"

"Child, my poor child..."

"Captain, we have to take revenge, we must take revenge!"

There came another burst of sadness, despair, and crying with boundless hatred. He and Wang Pengkai were both lucky in this battle. They did not die under the inevitable zombie attack. They were lucky to escape the death bombing under Gu Zewu's almost cold-blooded pear reclamation policy.

Of course, they are definitely not lucky

The home is gone, and the place to be seen is scorched and black, and even some places are still burning with fires, especially the mountains and forests, which are burning red all over the sky.

If there are no relatives, there will be no one who survives. One13 people, after the bombing, did not have a complete body and were dying. Only Deng Jianguo and Wang Pengkai barely survived.

Since the end of the world, almost everyone has lost their loved ones. After the cruel elimination of the doomsday, they formed a family again and even had offspring.

They are not afraid of death. They are really not afraid of death. As death squads, they were prepared for their dedication early, but they couldn't accept it. They really couldn't accept it. When they died for the base and fought for the base, the base gave up on them, and it can even be said that the base was dealing with them.

Although under the attack of many zombies, their hope of survival is very slim, although they have the possibility of losing their lives all the time.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that the base and the army can save them

But at this moment, they are desperate. They didn't wait for rescue, but death. They are a group of abandoned people, they are a group of hopeless people.

In the other direction of the periphery of the base, not far from Deng Jianguo's battlefield, a team of hundreds of people was resting in the hall of an abandoned traffic police-inspection station. They were dusty and looked extremely tired.

Several bonfires are burning everywhere in the hall, making the whole room quite warm and even warm.

On the fire, several unknown mutant beasts that were roasted golden were emitting a fragrant smell of meat. Everyone smelled the meat and swallowed their saliva, but no one reached out to eat first. Instead, they put their eyes on dozens of evil figures outside the gate. Everyone looked at them in their eyes. There is fear, worship and envy.

In a confused way, a cold woman's voice suddenly came in from outside the gate!

"The chief has ordered you to eat first. We have something to do. Old rules, wait for us to come back! People outside will protect you"

When the people in the hall looked at the door of the hall again, more than 20 people standing on guard were missing, and the dozens of figures had disappeared.

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