At 11:13 p.m., the fourth line of defense was forcibly broken through by zombies, and all the soldiers on the city wall were wiped out.

At 2:06, the fifth line of defense completely collapsed, leaving a ground of minced flesh.

At 3:21, the sixth line of defense collapsed.

The thunder was incessant, and the rain was unstoppable.

In front, there is still the last line of defense, looking at the still dense crowd of corpses, Chief Leng does not have any waves on his face, he has been drenched in the heavy rain for more than seven hours, his body is a little stiff, but his nerves are not paralyzed, he faintly feels that the blood on his body is beginning to boil, how many years!

The old man wiped the rain from his face and said slowly: "Finally, it's still here!

The seventh line of defense collapsed quickly, in less than an hour, the zombies broke through the wall, looking at the corpses running and walking in a vast ocean, the old man gave an order, and everyone on the last line of defense opened fire together, and there were constantly zombies who were hit by bullets or leg bones, and fell into the water, the more zombies fell to the ground, and the zombies behind them stepped on them and continued to move forward, and soon the corpses came to the city.

The last line of defense is much weaker than the previous seven lines of defense, and even bullets are scarce, not to mention anything like rocket artillery. The old man had already given good weapons to the other fighters, and all he left for himself was a few micro-stalks, punches, and a few bullets, not even a few grenades.

One trick is fresh, eat all over the world. The zombies are still the same old-fashioned tactic of the sea of corpses, and it is also one of the most effective, they keep stepping on the corpses of their comrades and climb up, and soon a steep corpse slope is formed under the city walls.

The battle was in the white-hot stage, the bullets had already run out, the guns in their hands had become scrap metal, and the soldiers directly threw away the weapons in their hands, and pulled out the sharp blades on their waists one by one to start a cruel white-knuckle battle with the zombies.

"Broadsword team! Stop them for me!" Old man Leng took the lead, leading a group of people who were at least sixty years old and all carrying broadswords to block the edge of the city wall, although these people were older, but they were merciless, one by one like chopping melons and vegetables, for a while the head was rolling, blood was flying, and the blood on the steel knife quickly disappeared under the rain.

"It's five o'clock and one o'clock, and our task is to hold on until dawn!" The old man made a horizontal cut, and the calves of the two zombies who had not easily climbed the city wall were immediately cut off, and they fell to the ground with a pop, and before they could struggle, they were caught up by two members of the big knife team and cut off the dirty head with a knife.

"Old man retreat!" The final attack will definitely not be as simple as an ordinary zombie, Qin Lang found at a glance that a fat zombie with a huge toad head was stepping on the corpse of his teammates and trying to climb up, the tongue in its mouth was simply magical, as if it could be infinitely extended, Qin Lang saw with his own eyes that it actually stretched from under the city wall to the top of the city wall, and before the two warriors could react, they were wrapped around their bodies with their tongues, dragged down, and turned into the stomach of zombies.

Qin Lang held a thirteen-pound mountain opening axe, strode forward, and he came up with an axe, slashing at the tongue of the slender scarlet and mucus ready to sneak attack the old chief, "Huh", this axe was specially requested by Qin Lang to open the front, and its sharpness was not inferior to the big knife in the old man's hand.

"What the hell is this?" Wang Xinnan caught up, stepped on it with one foot, the black slash and saber blade in her hand were washed by the rain and shiny, and kicked a newly emerging zombie in front of the old chief off the city wall with a sideways kick, and then stabbed it backhand, cutting off half of the round head of the other zombie.

“biu~”

Suddenly, a green liquid erupted from a certain direction in the darkness, and the target was none other than Old Man Leng.

"Protect the Chief!"

Beside him, Old Man Li and two soldiers of the Broadsword Team stepped forward, and the three of them used their thin bodies to build a flesh and blood shield, "Ahh

"Xiao Li!" Looking at the old man Li who fell down the city wall, the old chief's heart was like a knife. This guy's whole life has been spent in the days of blocking knives and guns for himself, and he finally lived a good life for decades, and finally sacrificed himself to block the zombie plot.

"I see you, don't want to run!"

Feng Xiaoxiao, who had not made a move, suddenly flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, and flew towards the darkness in the corner of the city wall, an ugly zombie with a short body and a festering belly bulging like a woman about to give birth, hiding there at the moment, with an oval-shaped insect-like mouth full of fangs and unfinished squirting.

“biu~”

was discovered by Feng Xiaoxiao, that guy was not in a hurry, opened his disgusting mouth, and squirted out a mouthful of thick liquid towards Feng Xiaoxiao's face. Feng Xiao rolled on the spot and dodged its attack. Quickly stepped forward, just as it was about to squirt out the second mouthful of thick liquid, it quickly struck, pinched the zombie's neck, twisted vigorously, and the zombie's head immediately deviated at least fifty degrees outside, and the thick liquid was sprayed on several ordinary zombies, and suddenly a burst of black smoke rose on the zombies, and several unlucky guys struggled twice and returned to the starting point.

"Isn't it all over the place, isn't it? Didn't your mother teach you not to spit on others casually?" Feng Xiaoxiao deserves to be the queen of black boxing, and her methods are really extraordinary. looked at the zombie's slender neck, which was at least half a meter long, and knocked it down with one punch without saying a word. Then he pressed it directly, grabbed his neck, pulled it into a circle, and then passed the little head through the circle, and then stepped on his chest and pulled it vigorously, directly tying a dead knot on its neck. The skill that completely made him spit was scrapped.

"Hmph! It's disgusting to watch! Feng Xiaoxiao lifted the zombie who was still "purring" and trying to attack him with saliva, and threw it out, but the belly of the thing rose bigger and bigger in the air, like a balloon, and finally "Peng", it exploded directly on the head of a zombie, "boom", and the green liquid fell from the sky and instantly took away dozens of ordinary zombies.

Although Qin Lang not far away was not as easy as Feng Xiaoxiao, it was generally quite smooth, and the long-tongued zombie hid after losing a blow, and it was difficult to find any traces.

In front of him at this moment is a deformed zombie with a bloated body, walking three times and three times, the right arm is frighteningly large, and the left arm is like a baby, this zombie is not strong in attack, and it can even be said that the combat effectiveness is extremely low, and the defense ability is not high, the mountain axe in Qin Lang's hand can easily cut off its limbs.

However, this legendary battle five scum has a very peculiar ability - regeneration! Yes, that's right, super regeneration ability! Qin Lang just cut off its right arm, and within a minute, it swished out of thin air, just unloaded its thigh, and after a while, this guy stood in front of you alive again, and the whole thing was completely a dozen immortal Xiaoqiang.

Qin Lang had always thought that his wound healing ability was very perverted, but now compared to the benevolent brother in front of him, he was really a little out of the table. If you stab him, he will heal in minutes, and he will have to lie down for at least one night to scar, which is indeed a bit of a small thing in comparison. And Qin Lang also found that there seemed to be no blood in this guy's body, no matter how he cut it, he never shed a drop of blood. I'm really curious, what is the structure of this guy's body, can be so exaggerated.

"M's ...... Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, you really can't beat you to death?" Qin Lang slashed the brother in front of him to the ground for the thirtieth time, he was already so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely, and the guy opposite got up again.

What should I do, what should I do? Could it be that this guy really doesn't have any weaknesses? Is it possible to let it continue to move like this? It is not a threat to itself, but what if it meets ordinary people? It is not a big trouble. Qin Lang was meditating hard, when suddenly a black shadow flashed under the city tower, and then while listening to the sound of "swish", a tongue quickly stretched out towards him.

Qin Lang had an idea, his brain reacted instantly, and when his tongue was still less than ten centimeters away from him, he suddenly pulled the Xiaoqiang zombie in front of him, and the long tongue instantly wrapped around it, and then dragged it down from the city wall.

Poor this guy climbed for a long time, and finally climbed the city wall, but he was accidentally injured by his teammates and pulled him down directly, with a muffled "bang", looking down through the moonlight, Qin Lang almost laughed out of a pig cry. The little strong zombie who couldn't be killed was head-down, directly stuck in the crack of the stone, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless. I have to say that this is a great way to solve it. And the long-tongued pit zombie disappeared again, apparently hiding again, continuing to look for the next wave of yin people.

There have been zombies logging in one after another, but they are all ordinary zombies, and there is not much of a threat, and the rest of the ordinary soldiers can solve it. Although the zombie attack is slightly slower than the previous levels, the physical consumption of white-knuckle combat is extremely high, and holding the first wave of the attack, the soldiers feel as if they have been pumped through the water pump.

Moreover, fighting until midnight, everyone is now hungry, hungry and dizzy, and they can still fight mechanically at this moment, in fact, they are struggling to support them with a firm willpower and determination to fight to the death.

"Soldiers, it's time to eat!" At this moment, the fat aunt's original voice was like a broken gong, but at this moment, it was like the sound of the sky, which made everyone feel refreshed, and when they turned their heads, they saw several white figures appearing on the steps in the city wall.