Chapter 173: Isn't it just 20 million!

The result of the discussion is that if one shot fails, a few more shots!

Rumble!

Another ballistic missile flew over Li Xian's head.

At this time, they had been driven all the way from the direction of the power plant by the corpses back to a highway only two kilometers away from the Demon Capital Survivor Base.

After going straight for a distance, turn right and return to the Demon Capital Survivor Base, and the walls of the Demon Capital Survivor Base will also be tested by the first huge corpse tide.

The artillery was still firing, and shells were falling into the corpses at the rear of the ranks.

In the base of the survivors of the Demon Capital, the remaining hundreds of soldiers and the militia of 2,000 were already in full array, and all the weapons and ammunition were moved to the two-meter-high wall.

Steel ladders were erected every twenty meters between the viaduct and the fence, and ordinary survivors underneath, already frightened by the various formations, helped carry ammunition and food.

The houses near the fence were quickly cleared out to serve as temporary hospitals, ready to pick up the wounded returning from outside.

The soldiers and militiamen on the walls slay ordinary zombies with their guns, shattering the heads of the monsters that attacked their bases.

Around the perimeter of the base, there are many useless pieces of furniture, which have been remodeled, perhaps with a dozen raised steel bars fastened, or directly turned into a pile of sharp debris.

The furniture was used as a barricade, forming a 50-meter-wide barricade near the main road outside the base.

After the outgoing party enters the base, they will lock it off and engage in a decisive battle with the zombies of almost the entire city.

They have nearly 800 million rounds of various bullets and 100,000 rounds of various shells, can't they kill 20 million zombies?

Modern automated bullet production, even in a state of non-war, the arsenal has never stopped operating, and it is constantly making bullets.

The bullets were either used in training or waiting to be used in warehouses.

In the face of the current apocalypse, the number of troops of the first-class military powers has shrunk from three million to three or four hundred thousand, and even more troops have lost contact.

The ammunition originally intended for 2.8 million soldiers is now only allocated to 3.4 million people, and even if a part of it is necessary to leave a reserve as a reserve, the ammunition that can be allocated to each unit is still extremely terrifying.

What's more, the country's major military factories have restarted operation, using raw materials from the state's warehouses to produce munitions day and night, and although the machinery has become fragmented, its core is still functioning, trying to play the role of cells in the human body, and destroy the foreign virus and biochemical army.

With modern assembly line production, full capacity operation, and sufficient raw materials, it can make 20,000 rounds of rifle ammunition in one minute, and work eight hours a day, with 1.2 million rounds of ammunition per hour.

There is no need to doubt this number, and if there is no solid family foundation, the military department will not dare to ration firearms to the survivors as negotiable materials.

At present, more than 2,000 temporary militiamen have a Type 95 in their hands, and some of them are particularly lucky enough to get weapons such as machine guns and submachine guns.

People who are underage, or who have weak legs and feet, are all pressing bullets, or loading bullets.

The people of the Demon Capital Survivor Base can be said to be united, refusing to abandon the wall they had just built, and fleeing this place in despair.

Rumble!

In the direction of the seaside, a huge burst of fire and black smoke rose again, and another ballistic missile exploded!

Then, before the survivors could think wildly, another ballistic missile was launched from the base and fired in the direction of the East China Sea.

The survivors couldn't help but whisper, and even asked what happened to the soldiers who were lying on the wall like them.

But the soldiers didn't know either, they just received an order to stand by, and the zombies in the whole city were close to the base of the survivors of the Demon Capital, although only a small wall six meters high and one meter five wide had been built.

The larger walls are still just beginning to be laid, but the soldiers are still confident that their weapons will be able to deal with the zombies.

After the discussion was fruitless, everyone could only calculate the possibility of the zombies breaking through the wall, and use this way to hide the fucking panic.

Gunshots continued to be heard in the direction of the zoo, and the catsmith, who did not follow the mission, received a request from Adjutant Taira to use the spare space of the zoo to conduct emergency training for the other 3,000 people who were temporarily selected.

When the remaining soldiers returned, close to two thousand soldiers, each leading one or two recruits with little training, quickly assigned combat missions.

The only situation they encountered was that there were many guns, but there were few qualified soldiers.

Now this emergency is also a last resort, and this is the only way to do it......

"Listen to all, you must remember three rules! First, don't point your gun at anyone! Second, you must run out of bullets before reloading! Third, keep up with your superiors! Violation of the regulations, causing injury and damage, punishable according to the maximum crime! Hear clearly!! An instructor stood on the roof of a tank and shouted through a loudspeaker to the voices of people standing in a loose line below.

There was sporadic responses from below......

The instructor's expression was abrupt, and he asked again, "Did you hear clearly!! ”

This time, there were a lot more responses, but they still didn't have that momentum.

But there is no way to do this, although they are voluntary, but to develop that kind of military style, they can't get down in three months.

"Equipment!"

……

After the third ballistic missile was detonated, Li Xian and his team finally returned, and under the cover of the soldiers and militia guarding the city wall, they successfully entered the base of the survivors of the magic capital.

When the last few tanks and armored vehicles entered the base, the gate of the Survivors Base was closed, and four trucks reversed into storage and pressed against the gates of the Survivors Base to reduce the impact.

The soldiers who were still staying outside dragged the 50-meter-wide barricade to the middle of the road, entered the wall through their bodies under the wall, and half-squatted on the wall, leaning on the small 30-centimeter guardrail to set up their guns.

There is no need to aim at the zombies that are swarming from all over the place, and you can directly change the magazine after shooting out the bullets at the corpses in the distance.

The northern, southern, and eastern sides of the Demon Capital Survivor Base are under the most pressure, and there are fewer zombies attacking in the west.

In the outgoing ranks, the wounded soldiers were sent to bandage, and the uninjured quickly went to four directions for combat deployment.

The main entrance to the eastern base, where the attack was most intense, was guarded by the 4th Battalion, the 1st Battalion to the west, and the 2nd and 3rd Battalions to the north and south.

All the planes returned to the hangar and ate ashes, because above them, countless zombie birds were circling.

Their presence has completely killed the possibility of aircraft taking off, and only high-altitude eight-wing drones with new battery technology can fly in the sky to provide them with battlefield information.

Returning to the base, Li Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then asked the apes, who had been trained in firearms, to get their guns and go to one of the walls to help take a look.

Animals don't have the stamina of humans, and even after being mutated, they need to rest.

After that, there are more high-intensity battles waiting for them, and if the zombies play with the falling objects above, it will only be up to them to solve it.