Call of the End Times: Say good general, give me Diao Chan?

Wang Cheng fought alongside Chen Shanhe, but the number of zombies that time was far less than it is now.

Not to mention that there were at least two hundred screaming zombies and red-skinned monsters with sharp claws mixed in here.

After Fu Hai's car finished spraying the liquid, he walked around in front of Chen Shanhe according to the plan, and instead sprayed liquid on Chen Shanhe's car.

The liquid is a mixture of gasoline and blood, for this operation.

Chen Shanhe emptied all the inventory of a gas station and collected it in abandoned cars to make up enough for two cars.

They bled dozens of pigs collected from nearby farms to make a mixture of blood and gasoline.

The smell of gasoline and blood not only covered up the breath of the ambushing team members nearby, but also stimulated the motivation of these zombies to continue to follow the fire truck.

At the same time, the gasoline sprayed on both sides of the road is the best material for igniting the fire.

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, and there were several people inside who didn't even notice that their crotches were wet.

They stared closely at the surging zombies below, picked up the Molotov cocktail in their hands, and prepared to ignite it immediately after hearing the slogan and throw it out.

Soon, two fire trucks stopped in front of the roadblock that was crowded with more than a dozen trucks.

Chen Shanhe and Fu Hai got off the car immediately.

At this time, the group of nearly 1 zombies bent and stretched for 5 kilometers on the road like a long black snake.

Li Fei's pupils shrank, his face sank, and he formally gave the order to fight: "Wang Cheng, Ai Song, the action begins!"

Wang Cheng tore off his collar, lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand and shouted, "Start fighting!"

call out!
He was the first to throw the Molotov cocktail in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, more than 300 survivors ambushing on both sides of the road threw Molotov cocktails.

bang——

The moment the incendiary bottle exploded on the ground, the ground that had been sprayed with gasoline burned rapidly.

Soon the entire ground along the corridor was covered with flames.

The first ones to be burned were the claw monsters crawling all the way. Their bodies were covered with gasoline, and within a second of the fire, the flames wrapped their bodies.

chirp-

The bodies of these claw monsters turned into a ball of fire, desperately waving their claws and screaming and struggling.

The screaming zombies mixed in the group of zombies were frightened and raised their necks and screamed loudly after being burned by the flames.

The self-rescue team members who had been prepared for a long time covered their ears immediately.

Although the penetrating power of the sound is very strong, due to the long distance, it did not cause the players to be dizzy.

This time, the sonic attacks of these screaming zombies not only did not cause trouble to the survivors, but instead became the role of pig teammates.

They screamed in the crowd of corpses, which directly affected the actions of the zombies, causing them a brief stun state.

These zombies were quickly ignited by the burning ground under their feet and their shoes and pants, and then their thin bodies gave off a strong and pungent burnt smell.

But the zombies didn't feel pain. After their burning bodies recovered from the dizziness, they began to climb towards the hillsides on both sides.

Under the command of the lv3 zombie, he wanted to rush up the mountain to kill the survivors on the hillside.

The fastest movers were the hundreds of zombie dogs mixed in the crowd of zombies.

Although these zombie dogs were on fire, they were still agile.

Wang Chengda shouted: "Cut the rope and lower the trees to slow down their attack."

He was the first to pull out the chill knife and cut the rope that bound the wood.

These trees were cut by Zhao Yun and the survivors with a chainsaw in the past two days, and they were on both sides of this road, so they were taken locally.

In the wars of their time, ambush warfare with rolling logs was a common method.

The tumbling trees rolled down the slope from the hillside, unstoppably hitting the running zombie dogs.

And all the way down, crashing into the climbing zombies below.

These zombie dogs and zombies fell to the ground in large numbers, but they were different from humans.

As long as you don't hit a vital point, you can still stand up and launch a new offensive.

Some zombies had their thighs scorched, so they continued to climb up with their hands, very tenacious.

The burning zombies climbed up the hillside, and the survivors saw their desperate charge.

Although his body was on fire, he seemed to be fine.

Their brows were covered with sweat, but they knew they couldn't back down.

Once collapsed, not only will the operation fall short, but it will also be difficult to escape the pursuit of zombies.

Wang Cheng held the cold knife tightly in his hand, and shouted again: "Cut the rope, put the car down and crush these sons of bitches to death."

If it is Zhao Yun's experience to use a rolling log, it is Chen Shanhe's idea to hit it with a car.

Only Chen Shanhe can place hundreds of cars on the slope in just two days and tie them with ropes.

His space ring played a huge role, going back and forth 20 times, bringing back nearly [-] cars in total.

Survivors cut the ropes of the side-by-side cars, which were left untethered.

Rapidly descending an inclined slope.

The scene of nearly [-] cars going side by side is extremely spectacular, which is definitely the first time in human history.

These cars rushed down the hill side by side like tigers descending the hill.

bang bang bang-

Thousands of zombies climbing the hillside were knocked into the air by the car.

Their bodies twisted into twist shapes, and after flying to the commanding heights, they slammed heavily into the corpses on the ground.

Li Fei, who was monitoring the scene, slapped his thigh excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "Good job, kill them!"

After these cars crashed into the crowd of corpses that were climbing the hill, they rushed to the ground unabated, crushing more zombies.

Some zombies were knocked and flew to the opposite side, and their heads were smashed by the car coming down from the opposite side.

Others fell under the rolling wheels, and their internal organs and brains were squeezed out.

Since both sides of the road were cut at the same time, many cars collided with each other after running over the zombies.

The cars then flew back into the air and tumbled to the ground.

Serious secondary damage was caused to these zombies.

The road turned into a scene of hell.

The flesh and blood of the zombies mixed with the burning gasoline, as if it had become a large barbecue scene.

It's just that the taste is not only unappetizing, but disgusting.

Many survivors, both men and women, could not help but vomit.

After the crash of the car on the scene calmed down, there were few intact bodies of zombies on the ground.

Only sporadic zombies were left, still relying on instinct, to launch a final charge towards the humans on the hillside.

The sweeper fighters picked up sharpened steel pipes one after another, with sharp knives on the pointed ends of these steel pipes.

Although the guardian fighters trained by Diao Chan don't have swords.

But the weapons they used were machetes collected by Chen Shanhe.

"Dududu-"

Chen Shanhe blew the rallying call, and the survivors approached their teammates one after another.

The average number of remaining zombies is six per person, and the five-person team has to face about 30 zombies.

Whether they can escape unscathed depends on how they cooperate.

The survivors took up their weapons one after another. In each team, there was a gunner trained by Chen Shanhe.

A young student watched the approaching zombies, took a deep breath, and fired the assault rifle in his hand.

This was his first actual combat shooting, and he was a little nervous. This shot hit the zombie's shoulder, and the zombie's body paused slightly, and then continued to climb up.

A girl suppressed her nervousness and cheered him up: "Calm down, it will be fine, come on!"

"Huh—" the boy took a long breath.

Calm down, I must calm down, most of these zombies lack arms and legs, and they don't pose much threat.

He aimed again at the zombie's head, and pulled the trigger again.