My Doomsday Arms System

If the survival rate of the population in Country Z where Cai Wenjie is located is still 30%, then the survival rate of the population in Country A is at most 15%, and this number is still declining.

There is no way. The virus in Country A mutates too quickly, and they don't even have time to study virus inhibitors. What can they do?

And because of the influence of the unique culture of Country A, except for those low-surnamed people who serve in the army, the other people protected by the army are basically the two surnames at the top.

That is, their so-called nobles and elites, such as ordinary farmers or other people, are not within the protection of the army at all. That is why the population of the entire Country A has dropped sharply, but the number of zombies has increased.

However, it is undeniable that although their number has indeed decreased, the overall quality has improved a lot.

In a military base hidden in the forest somewhere in Country A, an uninvited guest came, and brought bad friends with him.

"Roar!!!"

A zombie coalition composed of a huge alien fighting beast and countless zombies is starting to kill wantonly in the military base.

Countless Indian soldiers, holding their weapons, were frantically attacking the alien fighting beasts and zombies. What was a bit surprising was that none of these Indian soldiers retreated or were afraid of fighting.

"Abu! You must take a few people to drive out the T90 tanks!"

"Yes! Sir!"

The Indian T90 is actually the T90 export tank exported by the Russians, the T90S tank.

As a third-generation main battle tank, even if it is an export type, its performance will not be much worse than the real T90.

After sending people to drive out the tanks, the Indian officer continued to lead his soldiers to resist the attack of the zombie army.

But the problem is that they are now facing a zombie army with alien fighting beasts, and all zombies and alien fighting beasts are blessed with more powerful mutant viruses by their unique Ganges, so this zombie army is like a broken bamboo and quickly advancing into the military base.

As a military base, there shouldn't be too few heavy firepower like tanks, but the problem is that because the incident happened suddenly, not to mention tanks, even ordinary armored vehicles could not be successfully mobilized.

Because the garage where the tanks and armored vehicles were parked had been occupied by zombies, if they wanted to take back the garage, they had to fight their way out.

The soldier named Abu naturally knew this, but he had no choice. Obeying orders was the duty of a soldier. Since his superior ordered him to drive the tank out, he had to complete the task.

Fortunately, this operation was not just him, so he would not be bitten to death by zombies as soon as he went out.

"Are you all ready? Let's go!"

After Abu said this, he was the first to rush out. Because the attention of the zombies and the alien fighting beasts was all firmly attracted by the frontal troops, their way to the garage was not discovered by the zombies, and Abu and his group arrived at the garage safely.

After leaving a few people on guard, Abu took the members of the tank team and prepared to drive the tanks out.

But just as he was about to open the garage door, he suddenly heard a sound inside the garage, and the hand that was about to open the garage door just froze in place.

Before Abu could retract his hand, the garage door was pierced by a clawed arm. Behind the garage door was the clawed zombie. After piercing the garage door, the claws gently waved, and under Abu's unbelievable eyes, his head was separated from his body.

The last moment of Abu's life was the bloodthirsty eyes of the clawed zombie, and then his vision went black, and he knew nothing.

After Abu's head was separated, his teammates saw the clawed zombie in the garage and immediately turned their guns and pulled the trigger on the clawed zombie.

At the moment when several people opened fire, the clawed zombie was hit by countless bullets in various parts of the body, which directly beat him back step by step. His body also became riddled with holes in an instant. Even if these mutant zombies can resist pistol bullets to a certain extent, rifle bullets are still lethal to him.

So when everyone emptied a magazine, the clawed zombie also completely lost its ability to move and lay on the ground motionless. However, because no bullet hit its head when everyone shot just now, the clawed zombie was actually still alive, but he had lost control of his body. At this time, as long as someone shot his head, he would definitely die.

The soldiers knew this truth, and they would give the clawed zombie a fatal blow after they changed the magazine.

But the soldiers seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Roar!!!"

The zombie group that originally besieged the main gate of the base now looked at the people in the garage in unison, and then the zombies began to run madly towards the garage like adventurers who had been out of water for several days in the desert and suddenly found a desert oasis.

In the case of the apprenticeship, the soldiers and tank crew members who originally wanted to give the clawed zombie a finishing blow made the right choice at the first time, that is, to run wildly!

"Run! They are catching up!"

"Wait for me, I twisted my foot and can't keep up with you"

Just now, a member of the tank crew jumped up in fright because Abu's death was too tragic. Then when he landed, he accidentally sprained his foot. Now he is in unbearable pain and has begun to bulge.

Now he has no way to escape from the zombie swarm on his own. He can only entrust his hope to the team members, seeing that they are all one of his own and give him a hand.

Sure enough, after hearing the call for help from the crew member, the slowest person in front stopped and turned to look at him.

"Great, help me...ah!!!!"

He originally thought that the soldier who stopped in front of him was going to help him and pull him along, but the next development directly confused him.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you, but you can help us get out of trouble, so I'm sorry."

After saying this, the soldier fired two shots directly at the shoulder and thigh of the crew member, then turned his head and ran wildly without looking behind him.

The crew members, who were originally unable to run quickly due to sprained ankles, were now even more unable to move.

"It hurts! You're going to get retribution! I'm going to curse you! I'm going to...uh!"

Before he could finish his words, the group of zombies that moved quickly came to the place where the crew members fell to the ground. Under the dual attraction of blood and fresh flesh, countless zombies pounced directly on the bodies of the unable to move crew members. The body began to bite.