Chapter 37: The Third Cataclysm—Prelude
I looked at the forums before the update, and it had a serb, a bald tank that spits war thunder, and it's more like something straight out of a museum. Hehe, that's a matter of opinion.
After all, some people are used to this kind of vicissitudes of life after experiencing war and long years, but well, in reality, whether this thing can be driven is a question.
Even the induction wheel is rusty, hehe, is this really okay?
Well, that's what the game is all about, and it's not surprising that Serb wishes the other party would be like his car model and do something better.
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Zhang Shixin's battle losses in Wendell City were not too large, but in this battle, he found that he had almost no income.
Of course, this is calculated after removing all the costs of the battle. The cost of those six nuclear shells was enough to arm a tank formation with nine T-62A.
Therefore, under such circumstances, Zhang Shixin could only ask Grelian, if he could let her settle the rest of the balance first.
Grealian didn't have any opinion on such a thing, but she said something that made Zhang Shixin a little embarrassed: "Are you short of money now?" ”
Zhang Shixin could only nod.
As a result, Zhang Shixin got the remaining hundreds of thousands of gold coins.
However, Zhang Shixin never expected that when he was heading to the north and preparing to make a detour to round out with the Hilton Northern Legion, he actually received a telegram asking for help.
The telegram repeated the words: "We are surrounded in Quimosr, can anyone help us, there are monsters all around here, we are rebels, but we don't want to be like those monsters." Even if it's going to the gallows, we want to die like a human being. ”
After Zhang Shixin saw the telegram that Vatujing handed over to him, he subconsciously shook his head, because this telegram almost didn't say that those monsters were zombies.
But there is one question that Zhang Shixin has to think about carefully, that is, whether this matter will be a conspiracy against him by the Heiningen family.
He knew very well that with an army of about 10,000 people, it would be difficult for him to face an ambush of tens of thousands of people.
At the same time, the rebel troops of the Heiningen family should not be in that area.
After Zhang Shixin communicated this situation with Vatujing and others, he made a decision.
That is to ask Vatujing to lead a strong mobile force to the area called Quimosr to check the situation, while Zhang Shixin will make the next move according to the situation later.
After all, Zhang Shixin would rather believe such a thing, because such a situation is no longer a simple battle, but to do what he has to do in order to protect more people.
Zhang Shixin didn't think that this could be a conspiracy, but unfortunately, this was not something that could make him easily turn a blind eye.
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In fact, this incident and that telegram for help are true, and the Heiningen family, which is in the midst of internal strife, simply does not have the energy to mobilize most of the troops, and set up this trap that can make Zhang Shixin suffer heavy losses and even die.
It can be said that the current Hainingen rebels are almost under the leadership of a few people who are interested in getting involved in the position of the Heiningen family patriarch, which has become a hot potato, and at the same time has a certain strength, and they are fighting against their former colleagues.
It was not that they had not received this telegram for help, but these people had no energy at all after secretly booby-trapping the most powerful Hulor, and they did not know that they were on the verge of a catastrophe.
This time, the cataclysm spread quite quickly, because the cataclysmic area was not effectively sealed down and cleared.
It can be said that the Heiningen rebels, who should have been able to stop this catastrophe, lost their last chance to save their lives.
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On one of the railroad tracks, a private squad of the Heiningen family who was in charge of patrolling saw a dense crowd of people in front of the railway in the dense fog that spread in the early morning.
They are strange, because no one should come back in this direction.
The squad leader told the team to stop, then crouched down, knowing full well that the enemy would not be stupid enough to use infantry to raid the railway, after all, this was where the main team of the Heiningen family was located. It is unrealistic that these people alone will cause certain results.
When the captain of this infantry squad watched more and more figures looming, the way they moved seemed a little strange.
He asked one of the squad's riflemen to throw an infantry flare in that direction.
Four seconds later, a burst of blue light illuminated a not-so-distant area in the dense fog more than fifty meters away, but the infantry squad leader sensed that the situation was getting more and more wrong, because he saw that something was missing from the images of these people.
Some figures, after falling, get back to their feet, then take a few steps forward before falling to the ground again.
Normal people generally don't have such a situation, once or twice walking and falling, it's normal, but this situation has happened several times in a row, and it seems that many figures are moving in a weird way, and he whispered a sentence: "Load the bullet!" Fast! “
The infantry squad followed the instructions of the squad leader, and pulled the bolts with the weapons in hand.
Nearly half a minute later, the squad leader relied on the last glimmer of flare to see the appearance of the figure in the front - it was no longer a person, because the squad leader knew that it was impossible for a person to live when a bloody hole had been dug in his chest and his heart was gone, and that this person's face was crawling with white maggots.
The captain of the infantry saw such a scene in the telescope, which he had no impression of at all, and quickly shouted: "Shoot at those figures!! Fast!!! ”
The captain of the infantry said, and first raised his rifle to shoot.
Bullets hit the bodies of these zombies, but they were not afraid of such shots at all. Because as long as zombies are not because their brains are destroyed and their spines are severely damaged, they can be said to be directly immune to the damage of many weapons.
The infantry captain had to order everyone to retreat while fighting.
However, unbeknownst to him, the sound of their gunfire lured some of the zombies heading in the other direction......
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Half an hour later, in a station, a night guard saw a group of figures from the south, and subconsciously thought that the patrolmen had returned.
But he soon realized that something was wrong, and that was that there were too many of these figures.
He sounded the alarm bell, and in an instant, the Heiningen rebels in the locomotive station got up one after another, put on their military uniforms indiscriminately, picked up weapons, and came to their own positions inside and outside the locomotive.
After the garrison commander of the locomotive station asked the sentry why the alarm was sounded, the sentry pointed in the direction of the brighter and brighter outside, and said, "I see a lot of people gathering here. ”
The commander knew that the sentry was also worried about something unexpected, and rang the alarm bell.
Confused, he grabbed his binoculars and looked in the direction of the south.
As a result, he took a deep breath, for as the sky commanded and the fog cleared, he saw that what the sentry said was not true, but that there were more people than the sentry had said.
He hurriedly asked the messenger to send a telegram to the main camp area, asking for support.
But...... Until the garrison of this locomotive station was completely wiped out because it was besieged by regiments, they did not see even a single reinforcement.
What they saw was that dead people kept appearing in front of their eyes, constantly advancing, constantly climbing over the windows of the locomotive station, and constantly tearing at their bodies.
And they are constantly shooting their own bullets, constantly throwing grenades, constantly retreating to the locomotive, and constantly dying in the flesh and blood of the other party after seeing clearly the enemy they need to face.
After a period of time, covered in blood and wounds, the dead private soldiers of the Heiningen family slowly got up again from the ground where the blood was gradually solidifying.
But as long as it is a normal person, it can be seen that these people have no possibility of living under such serious injuries.
It's clear that these people have become the new zombies.
With a low roar, they slowly crawled out of the bloody and foul-smelling locomotive station, and slowly moved towards the north with no end in sight outside the zombie horde.
There, the area used by the rebels in Heiningen as a base.
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In a large factory area of Quimosr, on the windowsills of the third and second floors of a food processing factory, machine guns are constantly firing at the increasingly dense hordes of zombies.
Soon, however, these machine guns stopped firing one after another. Because their shooters have already exhausted the last of their bullet chains.
The machine-gun shooters smiled wryly as they listened to the sound of the air.
They don't have any bullets left.
This day's fighting, so that the little ammunition they had left, has been almost consumed.
Before the Heavy was about to take out their military daggers and join the formation of their comrades guarding the entrance on the first floor, they heard what seemed to be a dense explosion of shells in the distance......
They knew that someone had finally arrived, and that the reinforcements they had been waiting for had finally appeared before they and the last of the townspeople were not eaten by the monsters, or turned into the monsters.
They are not short of food and water, but they are desperately short of ammunition.
They were able to cordon off the food processing plant and keep the monsters from rushing in, but they couldn't effectively hold off the monsters without weapons and ammunition.
They knew very well that even the elite of the rebels, who were no different from the regular army, could not use their melee weapons alone to deal with these monsters that were completely worthless unless they hit the head.
Suffice it to say, once the barrier on the first floor is destroyed, nothing will happen to them, nor those who are supposed to be the last survivors of this town.
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In a basement, a young officer looks at his blind dates and can only promise again and again that he will get them out.
But after leaving the basement, the young man threw the water bottle with half of the water in his hand down the aisle.
He couldn't help but think of what had happened a few days ago.
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Due to the stalemate between the Heiningen rebels and the Hilton Northern Army at that time, he was ordered to lead his troops and cooperate with a close general of the Heiningen family to find a breakthrough elsewhere.
However, after the bastard heard that Quilmos, the hometown of this young man, seemed to have a rather secret place, the money-obsessed bastard actually did not consult with the young man, but led the troops directly to Quilmos.
By the time the youth received the news, things had become irreparable.
The young man was well aware that there was no treasure in that rather mysterious place, and in his memory, the warnings handed down by the older generation:
After many soldiers entered that place, no one could come out, and the reserve troops on the periphery could only seal that place. After they gathered us together, they told us that the blockade on the periphery of the place must not be destroyed. Therefore, we also hope that this news will reach the ears of future generations. Because what is imprisoned by the army is a demon that can easily kill a person.
It can be said that the young man believed this warning, because he remembered that when he was a child, he played a game of courage with his friends, and several boys agreed to sleep outside the thick wall for one night.
As a result, in the dead of night, the terrifying roars that constantly emanated from inside the walls sent creeps out of them.
Then, after glancing at each other, they rushed back to their homes.
Hearing the howls of the dead from hell, he believed the warning, and he believed it.
Unfortunately, when he led his troops to Quilmos, he saw a huge explosion coming from that direction, causing violent smoke and dust.
He knew it was too late.
He tried his best to say to his fellow villagers, "Get out of here, everyone, and I'll lead the troops against those demons!" ”
Little did the young man know that when he led part of his troops to that area, he and his men saw a scene of hell.
Many of them were shriveled and wearing tattered military uniforms, or were directly exposed and covered with wounds, but they were also extremely shriveled "people", constantly tearing at their dead colleagues.
It can be said that the bastard who is said to have died in that should be an underground base has released the demon in the old man's mouth.
The youth ordered the troops to counterattack on the spot, but the number of opponents was increasing, and they simply could not carry out an effective counterattack.
Even if he soon learned that the weak points of these monsters were their spine and brain, that number was no longer something he could stop.
So, the youth ordered everyone to retreat.
However, he did not know that only a small number of his villagers had evacuated, and most of them were reluctant to leave.
Therefore, he could only ask his subordinates who stayed here to resist and send these villagers to a relatively safe area and wait for reinforcements.
It's a pity that he has not found any reinforcements until now, even if he has called the radio no less than a thousand times and sent out a thousand wireless telegrams. But not even a single response.
After a few days, not only did he lose hundreds of brave subordinates, but he also looked at the faces of those monsters that had become the same, but could be vaguely recognized, and the young man left tears.
Because, these people are his fellow villagers, including the big sister who gave him bread when he was a child, the little friends who played with him when he was a child, and even the unrequited lover who he liked at the time, but is now a woman.
These people, as well as his subordinates, are like recognized sharpshooters in the army, like new recruits who cook well......
If it weren't for that bastard, they wouldn't be like this now.
They are dead, but they have no rest.
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"Colonel! We seem to have reinforcements to back up! A machine gunner with a dagger in his hand ran up to him and said.
"Great, pass the order, everyone is fending off those monsters at the same time...... Stay alive as much as you can. The young man smiled.
However, after the young man who had not rested for the past few days relaxed his mind, he fell directly to the ground and fainted due to his weakness.
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When the young man woke up, he saw a middle-aged man who was a little chubby and wearing a black military uniform standing in front of him.
This middle-aged man is Vatutin.
The young man said in his first sentence: "How are my subordinates?" ”
Vatujin shook his head: "We're a little late, because after we've cleaned up these zombies, all we can do is shoot the dead in the head." They were brave because they no longer had any weapons in their hands. ”
The young man wanted to cry, but he still held back his tears and said to Vatutin, "Thank you for being able to make them die like a soldier and not become a monster like that." ”
Vatujin didn't speak, but thought for a long time before saying, "Rest well." ”
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As Vatujin left the tent, he couldn't help but remember that when he reached the basement, the iron door was stained with blood.
According to him, the young man's subordinates were quite brave, because they used their lives to protect the civilians, as well as the young people who had passed unconscious.
Vatujin even remembered that he saw several corpses outside this food processing factory, and they all fell from the top of the floor with one or several zombies in their arms.
"I didn't expect that these rebels would have such a brave heart, they are a real soldier."
Vatutin gave a military salute in a direction outside the town, where hundreds of corpses were buried.
And these people are all numbered - XH2671L. (To be continued.) )