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Outside Seoul is an endless open space.

At first glance, it was just overgrown with weeds.

Boom--

Suddenly, the earth seemed to tremble, and the sound of muffled thunder was getting closer and closer, accompanied by bursts of piercing screams that cut through the sky.

In the position, everyone subconsciously clenched the firearms in their hands, and the knuckles had become faintly white due to too much force.

They know that zombies are coming.

At this moment, only the cold firearms in their hands can bring them one of the few pairs of heat and security.

A black streak appeared on the horizon in the distance, and then the black streak became thicker and thicker until it was like a boundless tide, as if a huge wave was about to swallow the world.

In the midst of this monstrous wave, Seoul, a large city with a population of millions, seemed so small and insignificant at this time.

Black corpses swarmed from all directions, and the dust on the ground swept across the sky. Wherever the corpses passed, even the most humble weeds were crushed into dust.

The zombies are getting closer and closer, entering the range of the shells.

beat!

Chen Xiaoze put on his uniform and shouted loudly.

The artillery that had been prepared for a long time moved, loaded and fired, and the whole action was completed in one go.

There is no need to adjust the trajectory at this time, because the muzzle is facing, and there are enemies everywhere.

Boom boom boom boom-

Hundreds of shells shot through the sky like fireworks and fell into the corpse tide at the same time. With the sound of the explosion, the flames devoured everything.

The low-level zombies were directly torn apart by the shells, their intestines were pierced, and their stumps flew.

But the zombies at the back quickly pressed up again, with the command of the zombie king, these mindless low-level zombies did not know what fear was.

They will only obey orders mechanically, there is no formation, no leader, they just need to rush forward, rush in and kill everyone.

Boom boom boom-

Boom boom boom-

The artillery bombardment continued, and in the face of endless zombies, the cannons of the Sixth Regiment seemed so insignificant at this time.

After several consecutive rounds of artillery shells shot out more than a thousand shells, the zombies have gotten closer and entered the shooting range of the firearms.

Boom! Boom!

The mines buried in advance began to explode to slow down the impact of the zombies. What they need to do is not to destroy the zombies, and they do not have this ability.

All they need to do is try to hold out as long as possible until reinforcements arrive, preserving the maximum survival rate.

Da da da da-

Thousands of machine guns pulled the trigger first, and fire dragons flew out from the muzzle, and the palm-length bullets directly smashed the zombies in front of them.

Grass your grandma's dog zombie, I don't believe you have more than I have!

A middle-aged man with a full beard scolded, stood up with a light machine gun and swept wildly.

Kang Kang Kang Kang...

Da da da da da-

Hit! Don't save bullets, hit hard!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All kinds of firearms, from standard machine guns to self-defense domestic guns made by the people, are constantly firing at the moment.

Their only advantage is the weapons in their hands.

Once the zombies rush to the front, their only advantage will be gone. Fighting with zombies is tantamount to using human life to fill up and delay time.

So what they can do now is to hurry up and use hot weapons to shoot zombies as much as possible, so that they can reduce the pressure when they engage in close combat.

Under the attack of the hot weapon, the zombies rushing at the front kept falling down, but the ones at the back quickly filled up. Each time a zombie fell, the zombie tide could push forward one step further.

Not to mention that not every bullet can hit.

His fingers were numb when he pulled the trigger, and the zombies in the distance were getting closer and closer, as if they could never be killed, making everyone feel hopeless.

Ten minutes later, the zombies were about to rush up.

The brothers of the Sixth Regiment, behind them is Seoul, and there are millions of people. It is only right and proper to be a soldier and eat food. You should do your duty to protect your family and defend the country. If you die in battle, you will be a good boy in the seventh district. Today, the zombies will not retreat, and I, Chen Xiaoze, will not retreat. !

Chen Xiaoze's eyes were cold and he roared hoarsely. The command knife in his hand had already been unsheathed, and the silver light was so dazzling in the dark cloud-covered Seoul.

Brothers, kill the enemy with me!!!

His voice fell, and he jumped out of the position first, waving a knife and roaring at the zombies.

Facing the tide of corpses, he did not hesitate, just to be worthy of the military uniform on his body, the epaulettes on his shoulders, and the people of Seoul behind him.

At this moment, what is on his shoulders is not only the epaulette that symbolizes power, but also the responsibility of protecting the family, the country and the people.

Kill!!!!

kill!!!

The sixth regiment was a reinforcement regiment. The entire regiment, including the cooks, clerks, and more than 3,500 people were the same as Chen Xiaoze at this time. Following his order, the entire regiment did not hesitate, holding rifles equipped with multi-function bayonets. Get out of position and face the zombies.

They may not think as much as Chen Xiaoze. For them, following the commander in the battle, the instinct has been formed the moment the enemy rushes up.

No matter who or how many people they face, as long as they don't receive an order to retreat, they will only rush forward until they die.

Made, I always thought I was calm, why did I suddenly get excited, brother, let's go ahead!

Meng Hai looked at the roaring men in military uniforms, pursed his lips, and clenched the prepared machete, eager to try.

Nonsense, can the garrison do the whole thing by pretending to show his face? Cao Tian laughed.

Meng Hai took out a small copper mirror from his arms.

Cao Tian was stunned: What time is it, but Nima didn't forget to look in the mirror and organize her remains.

Look at my hairstyle, maybe it's the last time I've seen it. Meng Hai grinned and put the mirror in his arms.

Cao Tian was silent, and after a while, he said, I found out today that you have a very handsome head.

While speaking, he had already stood up with a knife in hand.

That must be dripped. Meng Hai shook his hair, and then rushed out without waiting for Cao Tian's order, while scolding: Zombies of grass mud horses, your father and I have never lost a fight in the village, I will be afraid of you. ?

Fuck, ignoring organization and discipline, I will punish you later. Cao Tian made a foul language, and then rushed out.

That will have to wait until I am alive.

Then you will ride a horse and give Lao Tzu a life!

More than 2,000 people from the Seoul Public Security Bureau rushed together, and it looked quite spectacular.

The gangsters on Haitang Street were even more panicked, rushing up with all kinds of strange weapons in their hands, full of ferocity.

The tens of thousands of people who volunteered to go to the front line in Seoul are the biggest force. They do not have uniform clothes or weapons, but they have a unified goal.

That is fuck, turn over zombies to protect his wife, children and children.

Wang Hao, a gangster from Haitang Street who had a relationship with Su Xun, was waving a steel knife in the crowd, as if Er Ha, who had been in the wolves all the time, turned pale with fright.

His first thought was to run when he was in close combat.

After all, in his opinion, most of the world is not as big as his own life, and being able to come out and fire two shots has already been regarded as his conscience.

But just when he saw everyone rushing, his blood was boiling, and his brain rushed, but the blood came down, and now he can't retreat if he wants to.

The dog zombies of the grass mud horse are all forced by you, and I have fought with you!