People in Ultraman: Dark Summoning

Located in the center of the four major tank corps is an iron defense line formed by the tank-killer infantry divisions of the four major infantry corps.

These soldiers are like cheetahs, with agile postures and lightning-fast movements.

They held the terrifying plasma cutting cannon tightly in their hands, and dazzling rays of light spurted out from the muzzle, interweaving like a dance of death.

Each beam of light contained endless power and carried an aura of destruction. It struck with astonishing accuracy the few special zombies that had barely survived the violent storm of artillery fire.

In an instant, these special zombies, which were already covered in scars, were completely wiped out, as if they had never existed in this world.

At the same time, the Imperial Samurai Division, one of the core forces of the four major infantry corps, stood firmly in the center of the entire corps like an indestructible fortress.

They shoulder the important task of guarding the rear and providing strong support, and have become a solid and reliable support in the hearts of all soldiers.

They are armed with advanced wave energy carbines, their eyes are sharp, and they are always highly vigilant, ready to deal a fatal blow to any possible threat.

Every pull of the trigger means that a hot bullet will fly out of the chamber, shooting towards the powerful zombies that are about to attack with endless murderous intent.

Although the human army, numbering millions, had extremely sophisticated equipment and high morale, it was regrettable that the zombie army, which seemed to have no end, came like a tide.

They rushed from all directions at an astonishing speed and quickly trapped the human army in the middle.

It is like a lonely and helpless small boat in the midst of a huge tsunami, which is surging and covering the sky, and is enduring the fierce impact and baptism from all directions like a tsunami.

However, what is horrifying is that no matter how powerful the guns and firepower of the human army are, the number of zombie hordes surrounding them has never decreased at all, and there is even a hint of an increase.

Especially about a hundred feet in front of the human army, a group of zombies rushed out from a twenty-meter-high mountain of corpses covered with scarlet blood and the foul smell of corpses. The scale of the army was even more astonishing.

The number of these zombies is more than twice as many as the zombie armies in other directions!

What’s even more terrifying is that their strength is obviously superior, far exceeding that of other ordinary zombie armies.

In addition, some special zombies in the early stage of realm 2 would emerge from time to time among these zombie armies. These special zombies, relying on their own powerful strength, constantly influenced the direction of the entire battle.

In the core command vehicle of the human army, there sat an old man with deep wrinkles on his face and an expression as if he always owed others money.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on the tactical map in front of him, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Because he found that the legion he led failed to arrive at the designated location as planned, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Alas! I was still a step too late. I didn't expect that guy would grow to such a scale."

The old man murmured to himself, his voice revealing endless regret and helplessness.