Chapter 170: The Critical Situation
On the first night of the rescue team's arrival, a gap appeared in the base's defensive line, which caused a bit of confusion at the time, but was quickly suppressed for the time being, only a little tighter on the guards.
During the day of the second day of the rescue team's arrival, three gaps appeared in the base's defensive line, and the main gate was almost breached once. The zombies outside seemed to be as excited and fearless as chickens, stepping on the corpses of their compatriots and rushing towards the base regardless of it. In the afternoon of the same day, Regiment Leader Chen even had to ask the rescue team, hoping that their attack could be more violent, so as to divert the attention of some zombies and allow the base to breathe for a while.
The two leaders of the rescue team were also very embarrassed, they knew what Commander Chen was like, and if the situation of the base was not pushed to the limit, Commander Chen would not have made such a request. However, they didn't bring many people, and although they were all the most powerful squads in their respective bases, the number was limited after all. If that spiritual zombie was provoked and turned back to deal with the two teams seriously, I am afraid that this bit of manpower would be easily swallowed by those zombies.
Considering the identities of Qin Qin and the other three team members, when the two rescue team leaders and Regiment Leader Chen were communicating, they were also informed that they could send someone to observe. After hanging up the walkie-talkie, the two responsible persons looked at Qin Qin and the others with some embarrassment and explained: "You all know the current situation, it's not easy for us to be outside, if you force it too hard, it's easy to cause that zombie to retaliate frantically." The base in the southern suburbs still has at least one line of defense to follow, but our number is limited, and once we are surrounded, I am afraid that we will not be able to hold out for even half a day. It's not that we don't want to help, otherwise we wouldn't have ventured over, and we called you here just to brainstorm and see if you have any good ideas. ”
Qin Qin and the others looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while. In this case, the rescue team can't be blamed for being selfish at all, after all, people are just here to help, and the relationship between their high-level and head Chen is not good enough to be willing to die for each other. And even if the person in charge of the rescue team is willing to sacrifice himself, there are also ordinary teams who temporarily live in those two bases but do not choose to join the base, and they are willing to come here simply for a good reward, and if the risk is too high, they are likely to just leave behind.
Qin Qin looked at the two leaders of the rescue team, although they were urgent, but also had a somewhat stunned expression, and asked, "How long can Regiment Leader Chen say that he can hold on without saying anything?" ”
The two glanced at each other and replied dryly: "About half a day to a day, if the attack intensity of the zombies outside can be slowed down a little, it should be able to last longer." At present, all the people in the base who can use weapons have been on the battlefield, and the pressure of rotating in waves is not too great, but as soon as the attack frequency of those zombies accelerates, many ordinary people will not be able to keep up with the rhythm at all, and they must rely on those who are better at the defense line to hold the line. ”
Qin Qin frowned and thought in his heart, if he wants to save the base now, the best way is to divert the attention of some zombies, it is better to destroy them, and if they can't be destroyed, they must be lured away as much as possible, otherwise it will be difficult for the base to survive tonight. According to her rough estimates, the number of zombies surrounding the base is still above 5,000, and if you want to relieve the pressure on the base, you have to destroy at least 1,000.
And they now have more than 600 people, which sounds like just two of them are eliminated per person, but group combat is not one-on-one, it is more about continuity, and the soldiers will not be sent to the battlefield in one go, and there is no room for 600 people to fight in a row on this not spacious street. It's already four o'clock in the afternoon, and they can fight until seven o'clock in the evening at most, and there are still three hours left, how can they destroy enough zombies as quickly as possible.
Zhou Beichen was thinking about possible rescue methods while looking at the terrain of Fuhua Road. It was a road he had seen and walked many times, straight and straight, neither wide nor narrow, and there was no more easy position on the side of the road to defend and difficult to attack. When Zhou Beichen's eyes swept to the row of cars parked on the side of the road, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Due to the limited area of the base in the southern suburbs, except for some vehicles owned by the base itself, everyone else's cars must be parked across the road, and a neat row of convoys extends far and wide from the opposite side of the main entrance of the base. A crazy idea that suddenly popped into Zhou Beichen's mind was related to these cars.
"Two captains, can you still contact Captain Chen now? I have an idea that may be able to break the current deadlock, but it needs to be approved by Head Chen. Zhou Beichen asked suddenly.
The person in charge of the rescue team looked puzzled, but he immediately took out his walkie-talkie and called Captain Chen. Soon, the call was connected, and the walkie-talkie was handed over to Zhou Beichen.
"Is it Captain Chen? I have a way to quickly eliminate a large number of zombies, but it will be expensive and will require your consent to do so. Zhou Beichen spoke on the phone with a serious expression, and nodded from time to time. After a while, he hung up the phone with a relaxed smile on his face.
With the cooperation of the two responsible persons, the rescue team temporarily selected 100 people and handed them over to Zhou Beichen for command. After some busyness, Zhou Beichen looked at the hundred bottles stacked in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
The job he had just given to these people was to make Molotov cocktails. The glass bottle was brought back by him by driving out, nominally the materials that their team had hoarded before, but in fact, Qin Qin took the opportunity to take it out of the space and empty the drinks inside. The gasoline in the bottle comes from the fuel tank of a car on the side of the street, and the cotton gauze and cotton cloth used to plug the bottle comes from a few households in the surrounding community.
After everything was ready, Zhou Beichen asked all the strength enhancers in the two rescue teams to stand at the forefront of the battle line with two Molotov cocktails. The two leaders stood in the second row with a few pro-guards and pistols. All the fire powerhouses, including him and Lin Ziyao, a total of five people stood at the end of the group, ready to strike at any time.
With Zhou Beichen's order, ten Molotov cocktails were thrown in an arc near the row of cars on the side of the road in front, and at the same time, gunshots rang out, shooting through the fuel tanks of seven or eight cars. Not to be outdone, several fire-type adepts stepped forward quickly, and the fireballs whizzed towards the gasoline-soaked area.
The "Boom ......" flames suddenly rose into the air, and instantly jumped forward, encircling a range of thirty or forty meters around. The zombies trapped in it quickly fell, and the other zombies that were not dead also set more of their companions on fire in a panicked run. This blow alone caused more than 100 zombies to be killed or injured.
Seeing this, the two responsible persons waved their hands excitedly, and hurriedly commanded the team behind them to run forward to deal with the zombies that were not dead and the zombies on the other half of the road that were barely affected. With a weapon like Molotov cocktails, their progress can be a little easier. At least before the cars on the side of the road were burned down, they could attack and retreat, and they finally had the confidence to fight the mental zombie head-on.