The attack of the corpse tide shows no signs of stopping, and the corpse group has learned the location of the survivor base of the Demon Capital, and will not leave again.

They clearly know that a large amount of blood food is inside!

Outside, they can only gnaw on bark and leaves, except for pestering the insects at night.

Seeing so much and such concentrated blood food, they definitely couldn't give up such a big temptation, and they were willing to go back to the city to gnaw tree bark and fight insects, eating things that didn't have much nutrition.

They want to eat meat!

The zombies let out countless meaningless roars, fearless charges, and the companions who fell in front of them were the stairs to the dining hall!

As long as they break through the wall, they can eat and bleed, evolve into a high-level zombie with estrus characteristics!

Bang bang bang! The roar of the guns never stopped for a moment, and the guns were changed from batch to batch, and the magazines were loaded back and forth for dozens of rounds.

Survivors are working hard with a desire to live, doctors are helping the wounded, volunteers are trying to get bullets into magazines, and when there are not enough loaders, there are fingers.

The gunfire won't stop until all the zombies are destroyed!

Under such endless fighting, countless corpses slowly piled up outside the wall, all of which were zombies, most of them were adults, but some of them were children.

The gunfire had numbed everyone's eardrums, and the terrifying noise in the vicinity literally pierced people's eardrums.

After the zombies used the car as cover, they were still getting closer to the wall despite the support of the air force.

As time passed, the 20 million corpses gradually converged into an impenetrable closed loop, surrounding the Demon Capital survivor base.

These zombies are crowded together, and the hordes of zombies have escaped the control of the slightly intelligent mutant zombies, as well as the control of the hatching pools.

They frantically flocked to the base of the survivors of the Demon Capital, uninterrupted and tirelessly rushing to kill.

The human flow of zombies is hundreds of meters long, decreasing by a few meters per minute, and the mutant zombies who were originally eager to rush to the base.

They seem to realize that rushing blindly is only sending them to death, so they all cower at the back of the building, dodging the mysterious metal projectile attacks from the bloodeaters.

He rarely even throws things at the fence anymore, only occasionally throwing out small cars, killing dozens of ordinary zombies, and helping ordinary zombies create cover where they can dodge bullets.

The defensive pressure of the wall is being destroyed by the tactics of the sea of corpses, and the completely fearless zombies are paving the way with their corpses.

Although the ammunition in the Demon Capital Survivor Base is very sufficient, it can't stop the consumption of hundreds of thousands of rounds in this minute.

The corpses of the zombies are gradually forming a mountain around the base of the survivors of the Demon Capital, and this war is very cruel.

Even the Second World War was not as tragic as this sudden virus war, and these biochemical armies that were not afraid of death were supposed to be fresh lives, but now they have become devils who choose people to devour.

A battle forced a purge of 20 million zombies, who rushed to the base with the faces of the living, and then fell down by bullets.

Although the warriors and survivors knew that they were dead, the zombies were now just monsters with familiar faces.

But watching a humanoid creature fall to the ground, there will still be confusion and constant fear due to the uncanny valley effect, and the hellish scene will be a huge test of the soldiers' psychological endurance.

Behind the main gate of the Demon Capital Survivor Base, several heavy trucks were on top of the metal gate, and more than a dozen survivors dodged the debris attack thrown by the zombies and returned to the roof of the truck.

After much effort, the four miniguns were finally pulled onto the roof of the truck, and the assembly began by the engineers.

The dozen or so survivors who helped transport such a big creature jumped out of the truck and re-entered the main entrance of the zoo.

Next to the main entrance of the zoo are several empty shops that have been used as temporary battlefield warehouses, and the rooms that should be filled with souvenirs and snacks and drinks are now filled with large boxes of bullets.

This room, along with several nearby rooms, was full of ammunition and people.

They are the survivors of the base, and they are responsible for pressing bullets into magazines or assembling bullets into chains.

More than a dozen people entered the room, and immediately ran out of the room with several boxes of assembled bullet chains under the beckoning of a ground soldier.

When they returned to the truck with extremely heavy bullets, the four reincarnographers had already been assembled.

The bullet chain was put on the roof of the truck, and then four revolver machine guns began to fire, and the dense large-caliber bullets like a storm were fired into the corpse mountain in the distance, tearing all the zombies across the corpse mountain to pieces, and also beating the corpse mountain into a mountain of meat.

Bang bang bang!

The fierce guns continued to suppress the corpses, and the mountain of corpses continued to rise, and finally it was time to clean up!

Some soldiers made gestures, and the artillery from nearby buildings used as small-caliber artillery positions responded quickly and fired several rounds of high-explosive shells at the corpse mountain.

Rumble!

The exploded high-explosive bomb instantly pierced the mountain made of zombies, and the flames and severed limbs and severed arms once again formed a fireworks of flesh and blood.

The terrifying images that pierce the hearts of human beings with several major visual fears have made many people feel uncomfortable, but the survival instinct, which is more intuitive than the fear of visual impact, suppresses the uneasiness in their hearts.

No matter how impenetrable the big net composed of bullets is, there are still fish that slip through the net after all.

When the zombies rushed to the barricade area, one of the zombies came out of the dust, passed through the blockade of layers of bullets, and finally managed to rush under the fence at the cost of a dozen bullet holes on his body, and hit his head on the concrete wall, burping.

This zombie is like a signal of the collapse of the war, there are constantly zombies breaking through the defensive circle, no matter how the soldiers shoot, there will eventually be zombies breaking through the fire blockade and completely dying by smashing their heads on the wall.

The soldiers had received orders to stop keeping a small stock of portable rocket barrels and began to cover the zombies near the wall.

More survivors were drawn up the fence to throw grenades, but that didn't last long.

Seeing that the Blood-Eating Battlefield was about to collapse, the mutant zombies began to stir.

Such a collapse was actually within the scope of Taira Zhiyong's expectations, and even with artillery support in the rear, such a rout could not be avoided.

The number of zombies, the vitality of zombies, and the fact that zombies are never afraid will increase the pressure on defense countless times.

Continuously-fired firearms lose heat, and there is still a risk of exploding even after three shifts and alternating two-gun shots.

With a defensive force of only 8,000 people, in the face of the attack of nearly 20 million zombies, it can succeed with firearms, but the pressure must be not small.