Chapter 62 Humanity's retreat

Chapter 62 Humanity's retreat

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, more than a dozen armed helicopters roared and rushed towards the tide of corpses. The missiles shot out from the ballistic chamber and rushed directly into the center of the tide of corpses.

"boom!"

There were several huge explosions, and the intense flames turned into several fire dragons, surging straight into the sky.

The power of the ballistic is huge. Under the powerful shock wave, a huge opening was torn in the corpse tide almost instantly, and a large number of zombies were smashed to pieces in this explosion.

However, the number of ballistics is limited after all. After two rounds of bombardment, although the zombies are temporarily prevented from moving forward, the missiles have been completely used.

The huge gap blown out by the missile only appeared for a moment, and then it was filled again immediately.

However, compared to the endless tide of corpses, the dead zombies are only a small part, which is insignificant at all for the huge tide of corpses.

"Bazooka ready!"

"The sniper target is still a thousand meters away!"

The commander of the troops roared loudly.

Countless bullets poured down like rain, the gunship roared in the sky, and the heavy machine guns loaded on it roared like wild beasts. Wherever the bullet swept, a large number of zombies fell down like leeks.

However, the damage of bullets to zombies is limited after all.

Bullets passed through their chests and broke their arms. All this can only slow down their pace a little, unless it is a direct headshot, otherwise, these monsters cannot be killed at all.

What's more, besides those low-level zombies, there are also a large number of mutated zombies.

However, the bullets raged, and the seemingly incomparably powerful firepower network actually caused little damage to the zombies.

"How many bullets and rocket launchers are there? Damn it, where are the reinforcements!" The commander roared loudly from behind.

The fierce firepower net could only temporarily slow down the zombies' progress. Seeing that the tide of corpses was approaching, everyone's faces were extremely pale.

"Call headquarters, call headquarters, ask for support, we can't hold on!"

They are just the advance troops, they are not strong enough, and they are not the opponents of the corpse tide at all.

"Hold on, the reinforcements will reach the front line in ten minutes!"

"Ten minutes, damn it, we can't last ten minutes at all!" The commander roared loudly into the pager, but at this time, the voice from the headquarters had disappeared, leaving only a harsh "beep, beep, beep, Beep..." sound.

"Damn it!" The commander slammed the pager on the ground, turned his head, and saw that the black zombies had already rushed in front of him, only two hundred meters away from the army.

"What should I do?" Looking at the almost invisible wave of zombies in front of him, his face was extremely pale.

There were only more than a hundred people in the advance team, and no matter how fierce the firepower was, it could not stop the corpse tide from advancing.

Now that there is not much ammunition, even if there are armed helicopters covering the sky, it is useless at all.

Seeing that everyone was about to drown in the raging zombie ocean, the commander gritted his teeth and immediately made a decision in his mind.

Even, he knew how stupid this decision was.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat immediately!" he roared loudly, his eyes were red.

The disparity in strength made him lose the courage to continue fighting. Facing these terrifying monsters, mere human beings, how could they survive.

He flinched, he was afraid!

Because he wants to survive.

The moment the order was issued, the originally dense firepower network stopped immediately, and all the soldiers quickly rushed onto the military transport vehicle, preparing to escape.

The people who didn't get in the car ran back with all their strength and kept shooting, trying to slow down the zombie's footsteps.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the moment they stopped attacking and were about to flee, a raging wave of corpses came crashing down like a tsunami, submerging everything in an instant.

The advance troops, the regiment is destroyed!

"The advance troops are all killed!" At this moment, in the headquarters after the war, everyone stared blankly at the projection screen in front of them, with a look of sadness in their eyes.

Just now, within the range displayed by the radar, the patch of red dots completely disappeared. Each red dot represents a soldier, and when all the red dots disappear, it means that everyone has died in battle.

After hearing the news, everyone felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

More than a hundred lives disappeared like this. In the terrifying tide of corpses, before they even had time to scream, they were swallowed up by endless zombies.

"Where are the reinforcements?" an officer asked.

"There are still three minutes to meet the tide of corpses!"

"Hold on!" Hearing his subordinate's answer, the officer stared blankly at the big screen, with endless worry in his eyes.

At the same time, when all the advance troops were killed, support from the rear finally arrived.

In the front, there are a dozen gray tanks, and behind the tanks are dozens of armed transport vehicles full of soldiers.

The roaring helicopter kept roaring in the sky, closely following the troops, rushing past like a tide of corpses.

There were about a thousand people in backup, advanced weapons, and fire support from tanks and helicopters. The tide of corpses finally stopped here.

The commander-in-chief of this operation is Lin Yiyan, a lieutenant general. At this moment, he was sitting in a helicopter, looking at the battle scene below, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Faced with the terrifying tide of corpses, human beings are still too weak after all, and low-level soldiers are consumed in large quantities. Under the dense firepower net, although the advance speed of the corpse tide is being slowed down. But everyone knows that all this is just a delaying tactic and has no effect.

Unless all the zombies are killed, otherwise, the end of the shelter's destruction is doomed.

However, although human weapons can kill low-level zombies, they are negligible for mutant zombies.

Those flying bullets couldn't do any damage to those zombies with defensive capabilities.

And what makes people even more desperate is that the zombies seem to be unplayable no matter how they are killed. Along the way, more and more zombies join the tide of corpses. Even if they kill a batch, they will soon be replenished.

"Ace troops, let's go!"

Looking at the tragic situation below, Lieutenant Lin finally made up his mind to use the last trump card - the Awakened Army.

This is a helpless move, and there is no other way.

The moment he gave the order, nearly two hundred awakened people rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards the tide of corpses.

All kinds of abilities are activated instantly.

Ice element, fire element, defensive ability, reinforcement, bone blade, and all kinds of abilities appeared at the same time. The scene was spectacular.

The appearance of the awakened finally relieved a large part of the pressure on the soldiers in the rear.

With the fierce flames as cover, the awakened erupted with incomparable strength at this moment.

These awakened ones are Guan Zhonghua's trump cards. After rigorous training, they can already fully master their abilities. It can be said that they represent the current highest combat power of the refuge.

No matter what the ability is, as long as it is used properly, it can cause extremely terrifying lethality.

The moment the Awakened troops were dispatched, like a sharp sword, it pierced straight into the abdomen of the corpse tide. Facing the awakened ones, ordinary low-level zombies were not their opponents at all, and they were instantly killed.

Like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep, like a tiger facing a rabbit, at the beginning, it was a one-sided massacre.

The Awakened made a move, and a large number of zombies fell down like straw and were harvested.

However, the massacre did not last long, and the Awakened encountered difficulties.

When they rushed to the belly of the zombie wave, they finally encountered mutated zombies, a large number of mutated zombies.

These mutated zombies didn't make a move at first, but mixed in the tide of corpses and moved forward slowly. However, the appearance of the awakened ones and the massacre of low-level zombies finally angered them.

They roared and rushed over, roaring and rushing towards the awakened one.

Different from ordinary low-level zombies, mutated zombies are the same as awakened ones. They have also awakened, evolved, and have abilities.

The difference in IQ, or fighting alone, these mutated zombies are no match for the awakened ones at all. Their advantage, however, is quantity.

If one can't beat them, then two, three, a group.

The Awakened are in a bitter fight.

"Pfft!" The sound of muscles being torn, a man looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but blood kept coming out of his mouth like a gushing spring.

Standing in front of him was a tall and ugly zombie.

This zombie was completely covered by a thick layer of white bones, and two huge white bone spurs grew from his hands, directly piercing the man's chest.

With his heart broken, he struggled for a moment before he stopped breathing, and the remaining corpses were eaten up by the zombies in an instant.

The Awakened troops finally began to suffer casualties.

The pungent smell of blood continued to spread, and the smell of human blood stimulated all the zombies, making them extremely crazy.

The attack of the mutated zombie destroyed all appearances of superiority.

Looking at the tragic scene below, General Lin's expression was extremely ugly.

The tide of corpses can no longer be resisted. In order to preserve his strength and avoid unnecessary casualties, he finally ordered the Awakened troops to retreat, and all soldiers retreated to the shelter.

Humans, failed!

The refuge is the survivors, the last line of defense!