Urban: I have a new identity every week

A few minutes later, including the governor, a group of bigwigs stared at the surveillance screen with bewildered faces.

Because in the monitoring screen, Su Xun indeed stepped into the air and disappeared in an instant.

"This... this..." The governor stammered for a long time, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Because people can fly, it is completely beyond the scope of human beings, and it is not scientific at all.

Xiang Hongfei guessed: "Su Xun's strength is already very strong. Could it be that he evolved after taking advanced strengthening potions?"

"No matter how evolved he is, he can't fly! Looking at his skilled movements, it's obvious that he's not a newcomer." A middle-aged man in the Mediterranean retorted.

Then everyone was silent again.

Someone said: "There are so many zombies, even if Commander Su can fly, he can't handle them, unless he is really a fairy."

"Su... Commander Su calmly said that he can solve the problem in Seoul, and he is very confident." The secretary who was frightened at first said something cautiously.

People began to doubt science again.

Even zombies can be explained by science, but how can this horse be explained by science?

He can really kill so many zombies by himself, so what is the difference between him and the legendary god?

The governor took a deep breath: "The reinforcements and supplies will continue to be mobilized. Commander Su can solve the problem best. If we can't solve it, we must do our best to tide over the difficulties. It's better to be prepared in vain than not to be prepared at all."

"In the face of this kind of disaster, we can't take chances with a small probability. This is irresponsible to the millions of people in Seoul."

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the Governor's Mansion began to operate like a sophisticated machine, and orders were issued one after another.

Millions of troops began to be mobilized in an orderly manner, and tens of millions of supplies began to be shipped to Seoul.

...............

In Seoul, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and the city seemed to be covered with a layer of haze. The air was filled with bleakness and panic, and pedestrians on the streets were in a hurry.

Although the people were flustered, they were actively cooperating with the garrison to prepare for defense. No one rushed to the checkpoint with their luggage and fled in a panic.

Because although Seoul has not experienced the tide of corpses, other areas have experienced it, so the people of Seoul do not lack guiding experience.

Naturally, it is clear that there may be zombies in all directions outside the city at this time, and running out is really courting death.

Fortifications have been built at the four city gates, and thousands of machine guns, howitzers, mortars, and armored vehicles are all on the front line.

The temporary headquarters was on the front line, Chen Xiaoze in military uniform looked serious, but at this moment he could do nothing but wait for the zombies to attack, and then resisted desperately until he died in battle.

People from the Public Security Department also entered the front line to fight. Cao Tian and Meng Hai were lying in the trenches with guns.

The gangsters on Haitang Street were also carrying guns around to fill the gaps in their positions.

At this moment, everyone in Seoul is making their own efforts to resist the zombies.

They don't know the exact scale of the corpse tide.

But based on past experience, we all know that they alone cannot stop a wave of corpses.

But at this time, there are millions of soldiers and civilians in the city, no one retreats, no one escapes, and they all save their lives to protect their families.

Their biggest expectation is to be able to survive before the arrival of reinforcements.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 457 The Battle Begins, the Style of Seoul

Outside of Seoul is an endless open space.

At a glance, there are only overgrown weeds all over the ground.

"Boom--"

Suddenly, the earth seemed to tremble, and the thunder-like sound was getting closer, accompanied by piercing screams piercing the sky.

In the battlefield, everyone subconsciously clenched the guns in their hands, and their knuckles had turned pale from too much force.

They knew that the zombies were coming.

At this moment, only the cold firearms in their hands can bring them a sense of warmth and security.

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

In this monstrous waves, Seoul, a big city with millions of people, seems so small and insignificant at this moment.

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 were getting closer and closer, entering the range of the shells.

"beat!"

Chen Xiaoze, dressed in military uniform, shouted loudly.

The artillery, which had been prepared a long time ago, moved, reloaded, fired, and the whole action was done in one go.

At this time, there is no need to adjust the trajectory, because the direction of the muzzle is full of enemies.

"Boom boom boom boom-"

Hundreds of shells at the same time cut through the dark clouds like fireworks and fell into the tide of corpses at the same time. With the sound of the explosion, the flames engulfed everything.

The low-level zombies were directly blown to pieces by the shells, their intestines pierced and their stomachs rotted, and their stumps flew across.

But the zombies behind quickly pressed up again, commanded by the zombie king, these low-level zombies without brains didn't know what fear was at all.

They can 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 shelling was still going on. Facing the endless zombies, the cannons of the Sixth Regiment seemed so insignificant at this moment.

After firing more than 1000 rounds of shells in a row, the zombies got closer and entered the shooting range of the guns.

"Boom! Boom!"

The landmines planted in advance began to explode to slow down the impact speed of the zombies. What they need to do is not to eliminate the zombies, and they don't have the ability.

All they need to do is to try their best to hold on until the arrival of reinforcements and retain the greatest survival rate.

"Da da da da-"

Thousands of machine guns were the first to pull the triggers, and fire dragons flew out from the muzzles of the guns, and the palm-length bullets directly swept away the zombies rushing to the front.

"Fuck your grandma's dog zombies, I don't believe you have more than me!"

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

"Hang Kang Kang Kang..."

"Da da 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-made guns made by the people for self-defense, are constantly shooting at the moment.

Their only advantage is the weapons in their hands.

Once the zombies rushed to the battlefield, their only advantage would be gone. Fighting the zombies hand-to-hand was tantamount to using human lives to delay time.

So what they can do now is to seize the time and use thermal weapons to shoot as many zombies as possible, so that they will be less stressed when they come into close combat.

Under the attack of hot weapons, the zombies rushing to the front kept falling, but the ones behind quickly made up for it. Every time a zombie fell, the tide of zombies could move forward.

What's more, not every bullet can be shot.

Fingers are numb from pulling the trigger, but the zombies in the distance are getting closer and closer, as if they can never be killed, which makes everyone feel desperate.

After 10 minutes, the zombies are about to rush up.

"Brothers of the Sixth Regiment, behind you is Seoul, and there are millions of people. It is a matter of course for soldiers to eat food. To protect your family and defend the country, you must be loyal to your duties. Only when you die in battle will you be a good boy from the seventh district. Today, the zombies will not retreat, and I, Chen Xiaoze, will not retreat." !"

Chen Xiaoze's gaze was cold, and he roared hoarsely, the command saber in his hand had already been unsheathed, and the silver light glowed so dazzlingly in the dark cloud-covered city of Seoul.

"Brothers, kill the enemy with me!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped out of the ground and rushed towards the zombies, brandishing a knife and roaring.

Facing the wave of Taotao's corpses, he did not hesitate, just to be worthy of the military uniform on his body, the epaulets on his shoulders, and the people of Seoul behind him.

At this moment, what is carried on the shoulders is not only the epaulettes that symbolize power, but also the responsibility of protecting the country and the people.

"Kill!!!!"

"kill!!!"

The Sixth Regiment is a reinforced regiment, the whole regiment plus cooking soldiers, clerks, more than 500 people are the same as Chen Xiaoze at this time, following his order, the whole regiment rushed out without any hesitation, holding a rifle equipped with a multifunctional bayonet Set up a position and face the zombies.

They may not have thought as much as Chen Xiaoze, for them, to follow the commander to charge, the moment the enemy rushed up, they had already formed an instinct.

No matter who or how many people they are facing, as long as they do not receive an order to retreat, they will only charge forward until they die.

"Made, I always thought I was calm, but why did my blood boil all of a sudden, bro, let's go for it!"

Meng Hai looked at those roaring men in uniform, pursed his lips, and had already clenched the prepared machete, eager to try.

"Nonsense, can the garrison do all the pretending to show their faces?" Cao Tian laughed.

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

Cao Tian was stunned: "What time is it, and Nima didn't forget to look in the mirror and tidy up the remains."

"Appreciate my hairstyle, maybe it's the last time I've seen it." Meng Hai grinned, and put the mirror into his arms.

Cao Tian was silent, and said after a while, "I found out today that your hair is quite handsome."

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

"That must be done." Meng Hai tossed his hair, and then rushed out with a knife without waiting for Cao Tian's order, while yelling: "Zombie of grass mud horse, your father and I have never lost a fight in the village, I will be afraid of you ?”

"Fuck, ignore organization and discipline, I will punish you later." Cao Tian swears, and then rushed out.

"That will have to wait until I'm alive."

"Then you will step on the horse and let me live!"

More than 2000 people from the Seoul Public Security Department rushed together, which looked quite spectacular.

The gangsters on Haitang Street became even more panicked, charging up with all kinds of weird weapons in their hands, full of ferocity.

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

That's fuck, turn over the zombies and save your wife and children.

Wang Hao, a bastard from Haitang Street who had met Su Xun once, was among the crowd waving a steel knife, just like Erha who had been sneaking into a pack of wolves, his face turned pale with fright.

What he thought at first was to run when he was in close combat.

After all, in his opinion, the world is not as big as his own fate, and being able to come out and fire two shots is already a discovery of his conscience.

But seeing everyone rushing just now, his blood was also boiling with enthusiasm, and his head rushed along, but the blood came down, and now he couldn't retreat even if he wanted to.

"The dog zombies of the grass mud horse are all forced by you, I will fight with you!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 458 Bloody Battle, Rain of Swords

Chaos, chaos.

Sporadic pistol gunshots sounded outside Seoul from time to time, and most of them were roaring and cursing.

All people have fear, but when fear is at its peak, nothing remains but anger.

Therefore, the most common picture of people entering the battlefield for the first time is that after the initial fear, they cursed and killed the enemy with red eyes.

"You idiots, I thought you were made of iron and wouldn't pierce through with a knife, and you would die!"

Meng Hai cut off the neck of the low-level zombie with a single knife, and he cursed profusely while sweating profusely.