Plane Supermarket

On the towering city wall, countless soldiers were waiting in battle, pointing their guns at the huge wave of corpses not far away.

Hundreds of thousands of zombies gather together, every step forward seems to make the earth tremble. They have no brain, or they share a brain. They have a clear goal and never back down. When they come, nothing can stop them footsteps.

Yang Guoqin was standing on the city wall. He was not wearing a uniform, but a camouflage uniform for easy movement, with a gun in his hand.

The cigarette in his hand burned to the end, but he didn't seem to notice it. He didn't put out the cigarette with a wry smile until it burned his hand.

The former Hongyun base was the front line of all bases. Compared with their bases with ordinary residents, Hongyun is the real battle base.

There are more than 30 people, less than 20 are engaged in production, and the remaining [-] are all young men and women. They must learn to carry guns when they can move. From toy guns to real guns, they must learn to kill zombies when they can read. , They are the elites cultivated by all the bases with painstaking efforts, and they must guard the most dangerous front line for human beings.

But when the tide of corpses came, all the bases gave their all to support them. Except for the soldiers left behind, all the remaining troops were sent to Hongyun, countless supplies, countless soldiers, and they even sent recruits who were under [-] years old. .

In this way, Hongyun collapsed after less than a week of persistence.

So far, no one knows how Hongyun's soldiers persisted in the last few days. When they realized that manpower could not compete with the zombies, they could only watch the zombies break through the line of defense and watch their comrades fall one after another. What kind of mood did they feel? .

Yang Guoqin didn't dare to think deeply at this moment.

The general died in a hundred battles, if he couldn't defend Luoyang, then he would live and die with Luoyang.

"Where are the people from the Pioneer Battalion?!" Yang Guoqin shouted at the soldiers who were running towards him.

The soldiers stopped, not caring about the military salute at this time: "They have already assembled, they are just below."

Yang Guoqin kept a straight face, his already wrinkled face didn't waver at all, let alone fear, as if what he was facing was not hundreds of thousands of zombies, but just an ordinary act: "We must resist the first wave Shock, the photon cannon can't be used here."

Now the only thing they can count on is the photon cannon. After the photon cannon is charged, it can only be used once. They don't know much about the photon cannon. They don't know its attack range, and they don't know how much damage it can cause to zombies. .

Must stay until the zombie horde is within range.

And the vanguard group of zombies that opened the way for the large army had to be stopped by manpower.

"General...is the photon cannon really reliable?" the soldier couldn't help asking.

Yang Guoqin paused, he didn't speak, and the soldier didn't continue to ask.

All they have now is the slim hope of a photon cannon.

After what happened at Hongyun Base, no other bases will send troops over this time.

They are not the only ones in the first-line base. Everyone knows that if the Luoyang base falls, other bases will also be affected, and it will not be much better. They also know that all bases are a community of destiny.

But the more realistic situation is that too many people have died in more than 30 years, and there are not many young people left.

The last time the boat was broken, how many lives were filled in?

Fill it out again this time, what about next time?

If it is the last moment of human beings, we must find a way to protect the last flame and send the remaining human beings underground.

But there is no way, the underground is not suitable for human habitation.

No one knows what humans will eventually look like once they move underground.

At the gate of the city wall, Zhang Yao was checking her gun.

"Hundreds of thousands." Someone said with a smile in front, "A huge wave of corpses, it's not worthless to die here."

Zhang Yao also laughed, she raised her head, and shouted at He Zihao who was going to set up a gun in the cover area: "He Zihao! If I get bitten, remember to give me a bullet!"

He Zihao looked at her silently, as if this was the last time they met, he engraved the other's face deeply in his mind.

"Don't worry, I will leave one for you!"

"Pioneer Battalion!" shouted the leading non-commissioned officer, "Let's go!"

The vanguard battalion of thousands of people left the city gate in an orderly manner, and the soldiers behind them looked at them, all of them solemn and dignified.

The gate was also opened at this moment, and tanks drove out of the city gate one by one, with a vanguard battalion clearing the way in front and tanks in the rear.

But everyone knows that tanks don't have many shells, and they are just a short-term roadblock in the end.

In front of the barbed wire, the waiting soldiers met eyes after seeing the vanguard battalion approaching. When the leading non-commissioned officer approached, the barbed wire gate opened after a long absence, and tens of thousands of small zombies were in front of them.

Some grenades exploded in the air before they hit the ground.

The sound of gunfire and explosions almost destroyed the eardrums of the soldiers.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

Zhang Yao held the gun, and within half an hour, her mask had been destroyed.

A piece of iron flew from nowhere, and cut a huge gap in her mask that couldn't be blocked.

It's over, when these two words came to Zhang Yao's mind, she felt an indescribable relief.

Ever since she was a soldier, she seemed to have been waiting for this day, waiting for death to come, waiting for death to "save" her from her fear.

Only at this moment can she truly be considered fearless.

Zhang Yao took off her mask, and she breathed freely on the battlefield, letting the air that might carry the virus hit her.

Her hands are steady, and all worries and fears are far away from her when she finds that the mask is broken.

Since you are doomed to die, you should get your money back before you die.

"Do you still have grenades?" Zhang Yao shouted to the people behind him.

The soldiers behind were stunned when they saw her uncovered face, but quickly shouted, "There are two more?"

Zhang Yao: "Don't waste it! I'll make a way for you! Throw it in the past!"

The soldier shouted: "Good!"

Zhang Yao didn't know how many comrades in arms she had in front of her, she only knew how to move forward.

Her muzzle is always aimed at the zombies in front of her, and she regards every shot as the last shot of her life.

The bullet pierced the sky, making a barely audible scream.

The zombies fell down, and stood up without being hit in the brain and spine. They seemed to never die, never ending, and rushed towards the soldiers one after another.

Zhang Yao passed by several comrades who were bitten.

Instead of wasting bullets, she dropped a pocket knife she carried with her.

She only hoped that if she was bitten by a zombie, someone would leave her with a knife.

Let her be a human being, to end herself with dignity.

When Ye Zhou rushed to the city wall, what he saw was such a tragic battle scene, which was only a small part of the tide of corpses, far less than one-third.

The vanguard battalion opened the way, tanks stood guard on both sides of the city gate, and ordinary soldiers poured out continuously.

But no one knew how many people could come back, or even if they survived, there was nowhere to go back in the end.

Ye Zhou stared dumbfounded at the scene outside the city wall, seeing the real mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Compared with this tide of corpses, the tide of corpses he saw when he first came to this plane was simply tickling.

He couldn't even see the end of the tide of corpses, he could only see the ants-like zombies.

Even the zombies exploring the way at the front are more than the whole zombie wave last time.

The soldiers pouring out of the base in a steady stream are like a mantis holding a chariot in front of such a tide of corpses.

Even if he doesn't understand war, he knows that these soldiers are actually dying.

No matter how absurd the story is, it is impossible to write the ending of the soldiers returning in triumph.

"Why not just use the photon cannon?" Ye Zhou asked Yang Guoqin, who was rarely so eager.

Yang Guoqin was no longer as relaxed as he was when he dealt with Ye Zhou before. He said softly, "Now that the photon cannon is used, even if the zombies in front are wiped out, what about the tide of zombies behind?"

Ye Zhou was speechless. He knew what Yang Guoqin said was right. The photon cannon's energy storage time was too long, and it could only be used once after the energy storage was over. But watching countless soldiers die like this, any explanation would be useless Very pale.

Yang Guoqin directed the reserve soldiers to go up, and the soldiers in front fell down, and the soldiers behind had to fill the gap quickly.

"What about the tank? Can't the tank be used?" Ye Zhou asked Yang Guoqin.

Yang Guoqin shook his head: "The range is limited, our dyes are not powered enough, we have to wait until the tide of corpses reaches the range."

Ye Zhou finally couldn't hold it anymore, he said to Zou Ming who was standing beside him, "Where did I keep my gun?"

But Zou Ming did not obey him this time, but grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear: "Go back to the supermarket, if the situation is not right, you can jump between planes."

Chen Shu didn't move either, she didn't want to participate in this defensive battle.

"Do you remember what you said yourself?" Because Ye Zhou didn't respond, Zou Ming continued to whisper in Ye Zhou's ear, "This is not your plane, you don't have to bet your life for the people here, you have to go back Home."

Ye Zhou was stunned.

Yes, this is what he said to persuade Zou Ming before.

But at this moment, looking at so many soldiers who looked at death like home, he felt a kind of grief and indignation that he had never felt before.

Ye Zhou wiped his face.

He understood that what Zou Ming said was right, he was really not prepared to pay his life here.

There are no friends, relatives or fellow countrymen here.

But he still said: "If, if the base is really going to fall, we can find a chance to leave."

"But before that, I think I need to do something."

He didn't want to regret it later.

He does not hope that one day in the future, when he recalls today, he will feel ashamed.

"Where's my gun?" Ye Zhou looked into Zou Ming's eyes.

His eyes were bright and determined, as if something had been rejected by him.

Zou Ming pursed his lips: "I'll get it for you."

Ye Zhou looked at Chen Shu. He only asked for himself and not others, so he said, "You go back to the supermarket first?"

Chen Shu smiled at Ye Zhou, and shook the gun on his shoulder: "Although you are very talented, boss, you still have to practice for a while to catch up with me. Let's go, I'll take you to the cover area, Zou Ming know where to find us."

While Ye Zhou and Chen Shu were talking, Yang Guoqin had already been called to the other side by the soldiers.

The photon cannon was lifted up the city wall, guarded by a dozen soldiers.

As a "cannon", the size of the photon cannon is really not qualified. It doesn't look majestic, nor does it seem to have any power.

Although the casing of the photon cannon is not plastic, it does not look much different from plastic.

Except for Yang Guoqin and Ye Zhou, almost no one believed that this little thing could save the Luoyang Base.

Ye Zhou believed in the power of the photon cannon because he knew the quality of the weapons sold by the system.

The pistols sold by the system were much better than those provided by Yang Guoqin.

Since it is a cannon, no matter how small its power is, it will not be much less than a cannon.

And Yang Guoqin believed that it was just because this was their last straw.

"General, the tide of corpses has reached the range." The soldier reported to Yang Guoqin.

Yang Guoqin nodded and roared, "Get ready to launch!"

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Zhang Yao couldn't stand anymore, her face was covered with blood, and occasionally when she lowered her head, she could see the bulging veins on her arms, which was a sign of transformation into a zombie.

Her shoulders and arms were all scratched or bitten by zombies.

She has been in the army for many years and she knows that there are only two hours left for her.

In two hours, she will change from a soldier guarding the base to a zombie attacking the base.

Maybe she will die at the hands of her comrades, or maybe she will become the murderer who killed her comrades.

The few soldiers who were covered by her were the same as her. They threw out the remaining grenades and the bullets in their guns, and they couldn't go back to the barbed wire to resupply. After they ran out of bullets, they could only rely on Cold weapons such as bayonets.

The tide of corpses was less than 200 meters away from them.

Zhang Yao was still standing, her back straightened, and she turned her head to look at the city wall.

She knew that someone was watching her and that a gun was pointed at her.

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Zhang Yao's face. If this is the last time she will show her expression to others in this world, then she hopes that at least in the eyes of the other party, the last moment of her life will still be smiling.

"Here we come!" shouted the soldier beside him, "Don't be distracted! Pick up your gun!"

He is still trying to cheer up his comrades: "If we defend this wave, we will retreat!"

But everyone knew that they had no way out.

Zhang Yao picked up the gun, and pointed the bayonet at the huge wave of corpses ahead.

Slowly, they could clearly see the faces of the zombies in the corpse tide.

I don't know how long they have been dead. Many zombies' faces are covered with maggots, and they can't see an inch of skin. They are like walking people, and their speed is neither slow nor fast. If they turn around and run at this time, it seems that there is still a glimmer of life. .

But no one ran.

The few hundred elites left in the Pioneer Battalion are like isolated islands in the vast ocean, facing the impact of the waves.

Zhang Yao's vision began to blur, and she couldn't see the zombies in front of her clearly.

She heard a strange voice inexplicably, as if someone was calling her, that voice made her feel very relaxed and quiet. ,

The physical pain and exhaustion disappeared with the arrival of the voice. She seemed to have gone out of her body, abandoned her body, and floated into the air.

Just when she thought she was dead, the erratic voice disappeared and was replaced by some kind of weird electrical sound, the voice fluctuated high and low, and Zhang Yao looked up at the sky in confusion.

"boom--"

The white light made Zhang Yao unable to see anything.

The sky and the earth are enveloped by this light.

Hotter than the sun.