The night was dark, and Corporal Ryan hid in the bunker to rest, and he sighed as he watched his comrades fall asleep.

His heart had been tense since all the citizens had evacuated, he knew that a big war was coming, and at the moment he was a little envious of his allies in Iraq and other places.

To be honest, Ryan joined the National Guard because he didn't have to go to the battlefield like a regular army, and who knew that staying inland would usher in war.

And the regular army is also facing humans, and he has to face zombies, vampires and other monsters, to be honest, he really wants to report and transfer to the front line in Syria, and he doesn't want to stay in this hellish place.

He didn't know what was going on in the governor's head, but he thought that his unit had participated in the battle in the last zombie incident and had a lot of experience in fighting the enemy, so he kept them this time.

Please, last time we were just helping to move the corpse in the back, we didn't fire a single shot, where did we get the combat experience, Ryan cursed his superiors in his heart, this time it's good, it's impossible to imagine that it was so easy last time when I look at this posture, I hope I can still live to see my family.

Click, click, in this silent night, Ryan heard some strange noises in front of him, and he immediately picked up the gun with high nervousness, and then kicked his companion awake, "Wake up, there seems to be a situation ahead, turn on the searchlight." ”

Hearing that there was a situation, the companion who had just woken up was a little more energetic, and immediately obeyed the order and turned on the searchlight and aimed it ahead.

Hiss! Ryan and his companions, who had seen the situation ahead, gasped.

The dense corpses walked towards their line under the illumination of the searchlight, unlike the zombies that Ryan moved last time, this time the corpses were much more tattered, and many of them simply left a skeleton, and the sound just now was made by their bones stepping on the ground.

"Signal!" At this moment, the usual training finally overcame the fear in his heart, and Ryan gave the command to his companion, and then aimed at the head of a corpse and opened fire.

Boom! As an orange flare rose into the night sky, Ryan's target shattered into a slag, the sound of gunfire waking all the soldiers on his line and the bullets raining down on the walking corpses.

Of course, what he didn't notice was that countless flares had risen along this entire line of defense.

Looking at the beautiful picture in the night sky like fireworks, General Arnold, the death knight standing on the corn building, let out a cold snort from his nose, and he opened his mouth to order: "Confirm the type of enemy on the front line." ”

Soon, the feedback returned to Command, "Only skeletons and zombies, General." ”

"Let the National Guard hold on to it, I have enough ammunition, if you take a step back, military law will do it."

"Yes, General."

A staff officer next to him hesitated for a moment and asked, "General, do you need to send the air force, or a helicopter or something?" ”

The Death Knight's icy eyes swept over him, making him feel as if he had entered an ice vault, but Arnold replied anyway: "A bunch of corpses with no long-range abilities are so scared that you need reinforcements?" What do you do to deal with the orcs in the back, nuclear bombs? Hundreds of years have passed, although your weapons are much more advanced than the original, but the fighting spirit is not as good as our cowboys at that time, I really don't know how you won World War II. ”

"Use these zombies to train the front-line troops first, so that they can adapt to the enemy, so that the battle can continue."

"Thank you, General." The high-achieving student who graduated from the West Point Military Academy blushed and went back to continue sorting out the materials.

Arnold shook his head slightly, Li saw it accurately, if this battle was handed over to these raw melons and eggs, the brotherhood would not be able to win with twice as many people, and they would have to be trained again.

The front received his order, and the morale dropped greatly, and the group of recruits cursed the cold-blooded general while helplessly continuing to fire, of course, they were not swearing, their general himself was cold-blooded.

After all, the army is violent, and gradually, these soldiers are fierce, no matter how much the undead army has, there is no long-range firepower, and after adapting to the initial fear, the soldiers find that these enemies are not much more difficult to hit than the targets they hit on the shooting range.

After settling down, they finally picked up all the tactical moves in training and began to play vigorously.

"Refill the magazine!" Ryan shouted, and his comrades next to him immediately increased their firepower output to fill in the gap. The battle had gone on for most of the night, and Ryan had long since forgotten his fears and learned to be flexible, no, he had already thrown his assault rifle aside and used his squad machine gun.

After switching to a new drum, Ryan returned to his defensive position and opened fire on the group of corpses on the opposite side, and his comrades next to him took the opportunity to sit on the ground and rest for a while.

Suddenly, a cigarette was brought to Ryan's mouth, "Take a puff and refresh yourself." When he had almost rested, Private Henry lit two cigarettes, one to his mouth and one for Ryan.

"Do you need ignition?" Henry said with a smile.

"Nonsense, hurry up, beat this wave down." Ryan responded angrily, and as the battle deepened, his old teammate regained his usual nature.

"Stay out of the way! Huh! As he spoke, this guy took out a multi-barrel grenade launcher that he didn't know where to take out and shot a barrage in front of him, and after a deafening explosion, a large open space was cleared in front of him, and all the soldiers hurriedly took time to rest.

Henry asked loudly as he swapped the grenade, "Hey, Ryan, when is someone coming to replace us, I'm tired of this boring live-fire exercise." ”

Ryan swapped into a new machine gun barrel and rolled his eyes, "How do I know, it never said when reinforcements would arrive." Besides, there's nothing wrong with live-fire drills, at least these ordinary zombies on the other side are less dangerous, do you want some kind of mutant zombie like a tyrant? ”

Henry, who had just watched the Resident Evil movie before, turned a little pale after listening to it, and then angrily scolded Ryan: "Bah, you crow's mouth, how can there be any tyrant, those are all monsters in the movie, and there will be no one in reality." ”

Then he probably wanted to calm his heart, and kept muttering: "There won't be, there will be none"

Ryan, who had changed the barrel and added a new drum, ignored the nervous teammate and continued to aim at the opposite side after placing the bracket on the sandbag.

Seeing that the other side was still quiet, he was a little strange, why did the preparation time take a little long this time? There must be something new.

It's a pity, Murphy's Law tells us that the more you are afraid of something, the more you are afraid of something, and soon Ryan's face turned a little pale, not because of the dense zombies on the ground, in fact, they were dealing with these guys all night, and they had long been accustomed to it, and what scared him was, what was that thing on the wall that was crawling like a gecko?