Darkness is Coming

After Cheng Xu and others got into the car, the convoy did not stop for a moment, and started the return journey according to the established route. No one knows if anyone else will arrive at the designated evacuation point in the next ten minutes and find that they have been abandoned in despair. .

  Due to poor road conditions, the minibus was bumpy from time to time when running on the road, and sometimes the vibration was so large that one’s buttocks would bounce off the seat.

   Fortunately, there were few passengers in the minibus, and the space was spacious. Many seats were still vacant. Most of the soldiers and members of the Rising Sun Squad found a window seat to sit, with a dozen pairs of eyes staring out of the window.

  The street lights on the street outside had been left unattended for a long time, and they dimmed and turned on and off. They did not gradually rise and fall like breathing lights, but like light bulbs blinking.

   Normally, the street lights would not be turned on on this section of the road, because the electricity is limited, but now the situation is different. As for why this happens, no one can say why.

Xiao Liu looked out the window at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery. He could not see the Great Wall of Xinyuan River, nor the troops of the Rescue Army and the 258th Division, nor the zombies and mutants. He could only see the other end of the far distance. The car was driving on the provincial road at a similar speed with its high beams on.

   Lifting the telescope, Xiao Liu observed that there were two armored vehicles and a bus, and it should be another rescue team evacuating.

   "Well, where are we going? Isn't this the direction of Xinyuanjiang?" Xiaoliu couldn't help asking, "Why are we going further and further?"

  Xiao Liu asked a question that everyone was puzzled about. Everyone raised their heads and looked at Cai Guan, who was sitting at the front end of the minibus, behind the driver's seat.

Cai Guan glanced at Xiao Liu and was reluctant to answer, but after he glanced at Luo Yingnan, who was still unconscious next to Xiao Liu, Cai Guan explained: "The scale of this corpse tide is far beyond your imagination. The reason why the zombies are not chasing you is because the mutants who manipulated them through special means are charging the Xinyuan River with the corpse tide. If we return according to the normal route, we will run into hundreds of thousands of zombies head-on. Therefore, we have to take a detour. In a big circle, bypass the corpse tide and return to the city from the other end."

   "Oh." Xiaoliu blinked, thinking that what this person said was quite reasonable, and asked again, "Do you think Xinyuanjiang can hold on?"

   This time, Cai Guan didn't answer any more, and Xiao Liu continued to stare out the window. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of artillery fire and explosions from time to time in the distance, but Xiao Liu can't see the battle even with his eyes out of his sockets.

   "How is Xinyuanjiang now..." Xiao Liu muttered to himself, "Can you hold it? If you can't hold it, where else can you go?"

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  High-power lighting illuminated the defensive positions on the edge of the outer city of Xinyuan River as bright as day, and the blazing white light sprinkled on the corpse tide, clearly illuminating their disgusting and disgusting faces.

   In the building facing them, the ferocious twelve-barreled machine guns were tortured like giant pythons, spitting out their tongues of flame, making a dull sound like a machine pump, pulling up a fishy death bomb net, blocking the vanguard of the endless sea of ​​corpses.

This is a heavy machine gun summoned by Tang Tao, the battalion commander of the heavy cavalry battalion, through his own abilities. Its power far exceeds that of standard equipment, but the recoil is so huge that ordinary people cannot control it. Soldiers who use such machine guns will be shaken all over.

And there are dozens of such machine guns in the defensive positions on the edge of the outer city of Xinyuan River. Every minute, thousands of copper-yellow warheads are poured out. The warheads that land on the ground can cover the ground. The gunman, while collecting shell casings on the ground.

Generally speaking, after the bullet is fired, the weaker metal at the head of the bullet casing has been quenched at high temperature, losing the ductility of the metal. Even if it is recycled, it must be sent to the factory for annealing, and then it can be used again after rapid heating and cooling. Otherwise, it will be backfilled directly without treatment. Launching is extremely dangerous. However, the general cartridge case has to be processed in this way, and the cost is similar to that of a new one. In the usual war, few sub-machine gunners are responsible for recycling the cartridge case.

However, for the current Xinyuanjiang, metals such as copper and iron are valuable strategic resources, which cannot be easily wasted. Before the formation of the new army for training exercises, all the bullet casings that were shot had to be recovered, counted and packed. Now the war on corpses has begun. More emphasis is placed on the recycling and secondary utilization of weapon resources.

And these twelve-barrel heavy machine guns named "Devil's Fang" by the veterans are not general-purpose bullets, but bullets summoned by Tang Tao. The inventory is limited and the manufacturing difficulty is not small. The recycling of their shells is even more difficult. Needed.

Due to being in a defensive state, most of the machine guns did not form cross-fire from the two wings, but were placed on the windows and towers in front of the corpse tide. Each heavy machine gun that seized the commanding heights could cover a narrow fan-shaped area with firepower. , Dozens of machine guns use different floors to build up and down defensive positions not only relying on the protection of machine guns, but also a natural barrier for geographical advantages.

Only attentive and experienced veterans can find that the position of each machine gun in the machine gun company is very particular, not only has a good shooting range, but also the right distribution allows them to more frequently spread the fire power to cover the impact position from different directions. corpse tide.

   Of course, the firepower of the machine gun company alone was not enough to crush the attack.

After precise calculation, the artillery shells of the ground artillery regiment rushed out of the gun chambers with flames, drew a parabola in the air, and landed accurately in the corpse tide outside the effective range of the machine gun company. Out of a blank space.

   And those mutants who were waiting for an opportunity among the zombies to attack and kill the machine gunner were named by the elite snipers hidden in every corner as the **** of death on the battlefield.

  The first wave of corpses was extinguished in the sea of ​​fire like this. The commander of the machine gun company put down his binoculars and breathed a sigh of relief. He tilted his head and said to the correspondent: "Let each unit report the number and calculate how long the remaining ammunition will last?"

   Remembering the way they squandered bullets when dozens of machine guns fired in unison, the commander of the machine gun company clenched his teeth in pain. Now we are fighting a war against zombies. The meaning of psychological warfare to zombies is equal to zero. Even if the firepower of the defensive positions is fierce, it will not make those walking dead hesitate a little bit, so the way of playing just now seems to the commander of the machine gun company. Waste - no way, who let those recruits have no experience in hard battles.

  Unexpectedly, what the correspondent brought back was not an answer, but an order from the general commander of the corpse: "Report to the commander, commander, order our department to immediately evacuate areas D1 and D2."

  D1 and D2 are the defensive positions where the machine gun company is now.

   "What?" The commander of the machine gun company raised his binoculars and looked at the front position where the wave of corpses was just wiped out, but now there are no corpses, "We won, what to withdraw?"