The Central Building is a hundred-story building, standing on the top floor, you can take the entire Eighth War Zone into view.

The data flow genius put away the harmless looks of people and animals in the past, picked up the binoculars with a serious expression, and overlooked the streets of the central city.

In the telescope, zombies are like ants, but that dense feeling can easily make people get goosebumps all over their bodies. The fat man was glad that he didn't have a phobia of intensification, otherwise, the real-time intelligence work would not have been carried out.

Beside him, seven players, including the Gun Demon, also held binoculars to observe. As the eyes of the crusading troops, they must roughly sort out the zombie level information on each street, and plan the corresponding combat marching route.

On the edge of the central city, Ye Feng put away the power gliding wings, and he left the Camanche to the data flow genius to prevent them from having no way back after the central building was captured. The most important factor to consider is that even if the central building is captured, they can still exercise mobile command in the air on the Camanche plane.

Twenty-nine members of the death squad of the full-service third-order pseudo-biochemical suit have been waiting for a long time on the edge of the city.

"Everyone, double-check your gear." After Ye Feng saw everyone, he said directly.

The twenty-nine players in front of them can be said to be equipped with the most high-level weapons and equipment in the Ninth War Zone, and the number will be embarrassing.

The list of equipment for the daredevils is as follows:

The cable holds the launcher, both on the left and right wrists.

The third-order Death Scythe, two for each person. A mid-range melee weapon. Two tactical daggers.

Two third-order biochemical grenades. Three second-order high-explosive bombs and five second-order alert bombs.

There are two pistols, one is the third-order pseudo-biochemical level, and the third-order green enhanced weapon level.

Weapons in the main hand, thirty people, five people as a combat team, all kinds of firepower are configured. For example, Ye Feng. He is armed with a shotgun, and a biochemical version of an AK47 automatic rifle.

A very strong lineup of weapons and equipment, but Rao is so, and the battle Xuanyuan and the others only feel a little bit of peace of mind.

Because the battlefield that is about to go is a battlefield with 800,000 zombies, and the death squad is only 30 people, although the rear is supported by the artillery of the seventh regiment. But who can guarantee the artillery fire of the 7th regiment. Can every shot be a precision strike?

No one can guarantee that after entering the corpse tide, all they can guarantee is the twenty-nine people in front of them.

War is always brutal.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the first piece of operational information, after being carefully scrutinized by the genius of the data stream, was officially issued to all operational departments, and the tense atmosphere that had been brewing for a long time before the war came to the face in an instant.

The seventh regiment of the Proud Fire Shadow was immediately dispatched, and two Type 99 tanks, with the coordination of hundreds of players, arrived at the direction marked by the combat intelligence, two battle defense artillery positions, three jungle field artillery positions, and ten RPG bazooka positions, one by one.

"Boss, are you ready?" The voice of the Proud Shadow rang out over the radio.

Ye Feng, who picked up the biochemical Ziwu in his left hand and the biochemical version of AK47 in his right hand, looked at the twenty-nine people in front of him and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

At this moment, the death squad also arrived in place according to the standby point on the first operational intelligence, and on the street not far from everyone's eyes, the dense group of zombies could already be seen on the edge of the corpse tide.

The daredevils nodded at the same time, and the expressions on everyone's faces were a little excited.

"Fat man, get ready, come on." Ye Feng returned to the wireless channel.

"Then it begins, the first gun position is ready."

"Listen to me, let it go."

"Gun No. 2 is ready."

"Listen to me, let it go."

"Death squads, count to five, on top."

"Gun No. 3 is ready to fire, put."

"Gun No. 4 is ready to fire, put."

With the continuous command of the data flow genius, over the central city, cannonballs dragging various colors of tail flames, with a piercing whistling sound, fell towards the streets of the central city.

Bang~!

The sound of a violent explosion, the dazzling firelight, swept up the wave of flames that engulfed everything, and in an instant, the street in front of the death squad was covered, and then, when the flames dissipated, there was only one street left in the sight of Ye Feng and the others.

Bang~!

Another shell, exploding in front of the street.

After five countdowns, Ye Feng took the death squad and got on!

As soon as everyone stepped on the street, they saw zombies emerging from the buildings on both sides of the street. But fortunately, most of them are zombies at the mother level, and the third-order melee Death Scythe is superimposed on the holder's combat power points, and it will kill with one hit, without any suspense.

Bang~!

Bang~!

Running all the way, fighting all the way, listening to the explosion of shells in front of me all the way, and moving forward bravely-

On the top floor of the central building, the zombie rain fell completely stunned.

The shells fired from different directions landed on the street where the death squads were advancing very accurately, not a minute, not a second, and the time was just right.

When the shells hit the ground, when they exploded, and even the types of armor-piercing shells, high-explosive incendiary shells, were carefully calculated and arranged. For example, at the first point of the street, a high-explosive shell falls, then at the second point, there will definitely be an incendiary bomb landing.

"This Nima, is it an Olympic party?" Leng Feng suddenly remembered the fireworks display the night before the opening of the National Olympic Games, and he always remembered the inner shock that the footprint fireworks brought him when he walked step by step towards the bird's nest.

And at this moment, the Seventh Regiment under the command of the Data Flow Genius really shocked him again, and it was even better than the previous one.

Because the footprint fireworks are controlled by computers, but the artillery support of the Seventh Regiment is completely commanded by the fat man, one is a computer, the other is a human brain, and the gap between the two is self-evident.

"I'd love to dig out his brain and see what you're made of." Looking at the meticulous fat commander, Leng Feng muttered alone-

The 7th regiment, artillery positions, was in position No. 10.

As an artillery soldier of the battle defense artillery, Lone Tailazy felt that he was sorry for this position, because he had never observed the landing point of the shell at all, but he still pulled down the fuse of the battle defense gun under the command, and in the end, he also completed the artillery support task quite beautifully.

You know, he didn't do anything, did he?

Just follow the instructions on the first operational intelligence, pull the battle defense gun to the corresponding position, and then adjust the angle of the gun muzzle according to the detailed instructions, and stand by.

"Hurry up, brothers, in ten minutes, we must rush to the next position." Although he was ashamed in his heart, Gu Tailazy still ordered his brothers at the first time: "The boss and their thirty people have already entered the corpse tide, if our artillery support cannot be in place in time, their situation will be very dangerous." ”

And this is just one of the dozens or so of artillery positions of the 7th Regiment.

Unprecedentedly smooth, the death squad galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the first hiding place suspected of being a wave of intelligent corpses.

Two biochemical grenades flew out of the hands of Battle Xuanyuan and Tianding Memories respectively, and then fell to the entrance of the underground mall, exploding, and the corpses reacted as usual.

"Eliminate the first hiding point, set off to the second hiding point, the death squad, the artillery support of the seventh regiment, it will take five minutes to be in place, so you guys."

"Five minutes, huh?" Ye Feng looked at the dense group of corpses that emerged and asked.

"Statistically, that's right." The fat man replied. (To be continued.) )