I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 441: Just started
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Night fighting is very bad for the survivors. Not only will the soldier’s vision be hindered, but combat fatigue will also accelerate. Although there are night vision devices, it is impossible to achieve more than 2,000 soldiers, so Wang Zhaowu’s strategy is still physical lighting.
Every once in a while, the mortar fires several stagnation flares into the sky, lighting up the battlefield with that bright red light. Although it does not make the battlefield as bright as day, it is enough to provide a field of vision for soldiers who aim to shoot.
Looking at the zombie side, the night gives them many advantages.
Completely freed from the shackles of the sun, the zombies are all as fierce as the medicine. Not only is the speed of ordinary zombies much faster than during the day, but the arm strength of the throwers mixed in the corpse has also increased a lot, and all of them have vigorously “threw their sons” into the base. The blasted zombies actually caused a lot of trouble to the soldiers on the surrounding wall. One stretcher after another was lifted down, so that everyone’s heart suppressed the thick haze.
Dumping gasoline every 6 hours is the only chance for soldiers clinging to the fence to catch their breath. Only the vast sea of fire can make the zombies instinctively awe and stop the pace of attacking the settlement.
However, when the flames dissipate, the tide-like offensive will continue.
As the head of the Second Corps, Wang Zhaowu didn’t close his eyes all night, only lying on the sofa for a moment while dumping gasoline and burning the body.
Jiang Chen took Sun Jiao back to the villa at 12 o’clock. Although Sun Jiao wanted to do what he could to protect this base, Jiang Chen said nothing would allow her to fight against fatigue
But when it comes to Sun Jiao. Originally, Jiang Chen didn’t care about how much influence a person could have on the war situation. Only later did she discover that her contribution was indeed not small. That was a terrifying way of shooting. Many throwers hadn’t had time to throw out the larvae in their hands. She was blown off her head with a sniper rifle.
After 6 hours, there were more than 200 throwers who died under her gun! While boosting morale, the pressure on the eastern wall of the zombie offensive was also relieved a lot. (The east wall faces the city center)
After all, for now, the biggest threat to the soldiers on the fence is the throwers.
In the early morning of the next day, the zombie offensive came to a halt.
Even in a heterogeneous tide, the activity density of zombies is not absolutely uniform. Often a wave of corpses ends and there will be a long or short vacuum period. The base is safe until new zombies wander into this area.
Standing on the fence, the scene outside is really spectacular.
The wall was burnt black, and the carbon residue and ashes on the ground looked black and white, emitting a disgusting burnt smell. Gasoline burned an open space of seven or eight meters outside the fence, and beyond this was still a sea of dead bodies.
The remains of the zombies began to emit foul odor. The non-corrupted tissue originally maintained by X1 bacteria also began to decay. Mosquitoes circling around the rotten dead heap, the big flies in the washbasin, the mosquitoes with long legs, can’t help but make the scalp numb.
Occasionally, two or three zombies wandered towards the wall in a dull gaze, and were also shot into the pile of corpses by sporadic shots.
“Is this the end?” Jiang Chen asked Sun Jiao standing beside the wall.
“Just started.” Sun Jiao sighed with the SK10 Sirius hanging on his chest.
Just started? Jiang Chenning looked at more and more mosquitoes and flies that were not far away.
Generally speaking, the higher the density of heterogeneous activities, the lower the density of zombies, and the partial density of the two usually shows an inverse trend. The density of zombies is now declining. .
This is not a good phenomenon.
“How long will this heterogeneous tide end?” Jiang Chen asked helplessly.
“When Wanghai City restores its ecological balance.” Sun Jiao shrugged and teased.
Any creature, including zombies, has a sense of living space. When the number exceeds a certain threshold and the city center can no longer accommodate them, they will expand outward and expand the scope of the “city center” .
You ca n’t wait until the end of the xenophobia. Only by killing all the migratory zombies and aliens can this war be ended.
If you ca n’t, you can only give up your territory and migrate to a distant place.
In the waste soil where all these have become deformed, only natural selection will never deform.
The zombies not far away approached. Sun Jiao removed the laser rifle in front of his chest, pulled the folding gun bracket over the shoulder socket, aimed at the zombies, and pulled the trigger with his eyes narrowed.
The blue light beam of the needle’s thickness flashed, and the zombie’s forehead was instantly burned with a fist-sized notch. The black content flowed out, and it continued to walk for two steps before kneeling silently on the ground.
A few beams flickered again, and several zombies fell silently.
There is no “chirping” shooting sound effect in science fiction films. The real laser rifles are silent killers. Although such high-tech weapons are far less popular on the waste soil than practical gunpowder rifles because of problems such as troublesome maintenance, expensive parts, severe range damage, and weak EMP resistance, Sun Jiao seems to have a special liking for it.
The trajectory is straight, no recoil, and it bursts high at close range.
“It’s really a science fiction thing.” Jiang Chen enviously looked at the weapon in Sun Jiao’s hand.
In fact, he always wanted to get two of these weapons as collectibles, but the weapons store in the Sixth Block only sells C-type batteries that can be used on laser rifles. Rarely does the laser rifle itself. Occasionally he didn’t see it when he passed the sixth block, so he forgot about it.
It is said that the large-scale installation of this laser rifle is mainly in the space battlefield. After all, in a gravity-free environment, who dares to fire indiscriminately with a conventional rifle? After a shot, the person didn’t shoot, I was afraid that he would be gone.
“Is this all science fiction?” Sun Jiao gave Jiang Chen a white glance and retracted his rifle to his chest. “Prepare to go, it will be unsafe to surround the wall later.”
“Is the mutant flies and mutant mosquitoes?”
Squinting at the increasingly dense black masses in the distance, Jiang Chen turned and walked down the wall with Sun Jiao.
Because of the appearance of flying species, Lu Huasheng urgently evacuated the survivors in the base and transferred them to the temporary refuge facilities in the sewer.
Although Jiang Chen did not want to pretend to be far-sighted, this time he ordered the temporary shelter established in the sewers to really come in handy. These flying creatures can easily cross the base’s walls, which is undoubtedly a disaster for ordinary survivors in the base.
Just hide in the sewer at this time.
After more than half a year of continuous reinforcement, this main road connecting China Unicom ’s sixth block and the fish bone base has been reinforced like an iron bucket. As long as the entrances at both ends are guarded, no aliens can enter here.
When Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao went to the community center, they could hardly see any figures along the way.
After coming to the command room, the two saw the only living person who remained in the community center-Han Junhua.
I saw her arms folded, staring indifferently at the holographic topographic map on the table.
Red and blue dots on the map are staggered together, marking your own and enemy forces. Judging from the distribution of troops alone, the First Corps has gained the upper hand, but the expression on her face at this moment is not much relaxed.
“How is the situation on the Western Front?” Jiang Chen asked immediately after seeing her.
“Somewhat bad.”
It’s still the same expression forever, but from her voice, Jiang Chen heard a dignified voice faintly. (To be continued.)