At night when the artillery is under fire, the moon is rarely seen.

The sky gradually darkened, and with it, the newly released list of 101's destroyed camps, as well as the movement of the corpse tide.

The tide of corpses is coming.

The reconnaissance drone flew into the sky with a basic drone, overlooking the black oppression outside the city.

The decaying zombies were like dead wood, unconsciously "humming" in their mouths, instinctively dragging their bodies, and slowly approaching the walls of the Mousse camp with the large army.

Suddenly, only the whistling sound of the wind was heard, and a behemoth flew in, the drone exploded in response, and the screen on the control terminal was pitch black.

"Mayor's ......"

The owner of the drone has a heartache, and the production technology of the drone is directly in the hands of the science and technology association, so the price of the drone has never risen but not fallen.

A drone requires an intermediate-level capable person to work for a month without eating or drinking to obtain. Or the most basic, unmanned aerial vehicles that have no use other than reconnaissance.

"Thank you. Let's go back and rest first, and leave the battle to the evolutionaries. Mousse patted the shoulder of the intermediate inheritor in front of him and encouraged him.

Since receiving the news of the arrival of the corpse tide, Mousse has not closed his eyes for several months, and even those with high-level abilities are a little overwhelmed.

It's just that the moment he received the last warning, Mousse immediately picked up the firearm beside him and came to the forefront of the corpse tide attack alone.

A glance swept over the capable people who had already prepared for battle, and said firmly:

"The scale of this corpse tide is relatively something we can deal with, so try to minimize the loss! It doesn't matter what else, at least the ability can't have anything to lose, do you hear? ”

"Understood!"

The loud voice resounded throughout the mousse camp, and all the warriors guarding the city walls were full of blood.

Mousse is not only the mayor of Mousse Camp, but also an undefeated man in the eyes of the camp members!

The only time he lost in the hands of the Nine Kills boss alone, Mousse took the Nine Kills in his pocket and became the strongest combat force in the Mousse camp.

The zombies in front of the city gate were also stirred up by the rippling sound waves, and when they smelled the smell of the living, they all rushed to the city wall like crazy.

The lowest-level zombies have no consciousness, only instinct, and they can't see the two-meter-deep trench in front of them at all, and they fall into it carelessly, and before they have time to get up, the zombies behind them have already come one after another, pressing the zombies in front of them under them.

I don't know how many zombies were buried under the trenches, and until the trenches were filled, the later zombies were able to step on the bodies of their companions and rush towards the city wall, completely ignoring what was in front of the wall.

It was a power grid, and the voltage of 100,000 volts was enough to turn everything it came into contact with into black charcoal, even if the zombies did not feel pain, the ability to stay at the forefront still smelled the smell of barbecue.

"It looks like I'm going to run out of power in the next two days, my treasured little movie!"

At the gate of the city, a heavily armed evolutionary smiled bitterly.

As an important intersection in and out of the camp, the city gate is also the easiest place to be breached, and almost all the power-type evolutionaries with full hand-to-hand combat ability gather at the city gate, waiting for the moment when the city gate is wide open, giving the invaders the most fierce attack.

Zhao Zhuo was also among them, surrounded by mousse camp abilities who were already familiar with each other.

"Come on, don't go out of bed every night, I'm not afraid that it won't work when the time comes?"

A high-level affinity person sneered.

There are not many evolutionaries in the Mousse camp, the inheritors have to provide logistics, and the higher-level affinity ability naturally has to make up the number, and the high-level affinity ability has to fight with the intermediate evolutionary in terms of combat effectiveness.

"Hey, bro, do you have any cigarettes?"

The capable person beside Zhao Zhuo grinned, even if his legs were shaking to the point of weakness, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

The group of people standing at the door was the first line of defense against the invasion of the corpse tide, and it was also the unit with the highest casualties.

Zhao Zhuo casually threw out a pack of cigarettes and said with a smile: "Brother, it's the first time you've seen a big scene?" Don't look at us like this now, we'll be excited when the time comes to cut down zombies. ”

The person who has the ability to beg for cigarettes smiled innocently, quickly picked up the flint and lit the cigarette, looked at Zhao Zhuo, and suddenly thought of something, and a sense of worship arose.

"You're the door god, aren't you? The one who used his body as a wall to block the zombie hordes from attacking for a day and a night! That's great! I'm relieved to have you there! ”

Zhao Zhuo smiled, he didn't expect the news to spread so quickly, at that time, he only thought that it would be dangerous to let zombies enter the city, and his brain was hot in front of the loophole, and he didn't expect that he could hold on for so long.

People who knew about this regarded Zhao Zhuo as a monster, and I don't know who mentioned that there was a god like a door god in the old world, and gradually everyone in the support team began to call Zhao Zhuo "door god".

Chatting, everyone's pressure on the corpse tide was also a little less, and the gunshots on the city wall rang out, once the fire suppression began, it meant that the traps that had taken several days and nights to rush to work had all failed.

A loud explosion stirred the air, accompanied by a heat wave that shook the entire Mousse camp, and the mines buried outside the city all exploded under remote control, burning the zombies trapped in the trap to ashes.

"If only there were these little things." Mousse muttered to himself, Nine Kills had also been prepared at this time, and he had come to the front line of the battle.

Heaven did not fulfill the wishes of the people, and just after the human race had achieved a little success, a missile flew towards the city gate.

"Danger!"

The people who were desperately shooting zombies at the city gate had not yet reacted, and when they heard the mayor shouting, they felt the temperature around them rise suddenly.

The green light flashed in front of him, and the small sapling at the door suddenly turned into a towering tree, blocking in front of several people.

firelight

And with it.

The tree, which was still alive a second ago, suddenly burst into flames, and the crimson air frantically hit everyone.

Everything around me was no longer felt, except for the heat, it was pain.

Is your life going to be given here?

Suddenly, there was a shock, and everyone who was attacked was pushed out of the range of the fire wave, although some had already lost consciousness before that.

"These guys are still alive! Fast! Infirmary! Mousse put down the ability that had been scorched, quickly picked out the living person who still had a breath, and handed it over to the medical staff as soon as possible.

The ability of nine kills slowed down the fire wave by half a second, and the power was reduced by sixty percent, and in this half second, Mousse saved half of the people.

Zhao Zhuo pressed his hands against the city gate at the moment when the artillery fire hit the city gate, and the blazing temperature made Zhao Zhuo feel a burning sensation in his palm, but he didn't stop.

Because Zhao Zhuo pushed it in time, the city gate was only blown open by a crack, and everyone reacted to take a hand, and finally did not let the city gate open wide, so that countless zombies could only be burned by the flames outside the door.

In the distance, the cannon fire on Iron Hand's shoulder was still emitting clear smoke, and Iron Hand, who already had the IQ of ordinary people, really couldn't understand why the seemingly fragile city wall didn't do anything after resisting his full strength?

The Iron Hand had passed through several camps, almost all of which had their gates closed, but he would have to make a big hole if he didn't open them with a single shot.

Then, as long as these unconscious people are allowed to consume the capable people in the camp, when the capable ones are almost dead, they can feast on those fat civilians.

Not sure why something went wrong here.

Forget it, if one shot doesn't work, then two shots. This iron hand has devoured the arsenals of several camps, and the amount of gunpowder in his body is exaggerated.

Cannons! Aim!

The huge energy is gathered in the cannon on the shoulders of the iron hand, and it is only a little bit before it can be fired, and with this level of firepower, the wall of Mousse will definitely not be able to hold out for the second time!

Suddenly, a light flashed.

It's so small, like the white light reflected off slag of broken glass.

To Iron Hand, this light is as invisible as dust.

It's just that the muzzle of the iron hand suddenly has a little more flaw, and the fire is out!

As the most commonly used means of attack of the Iron Hand, the artillery fire on the shoulder is one of the most important organs of the Iron Hand, and it is usually well protected, and it will only be exposed when it is ready to fire the cannonball.

It's just that the general attack has no effect on the ready artillery fire, and there are only two situations in which the shell can be fired.

Either with enough force, let the shell explode directly in the muzzle.

This will not only cause the cannonball to fail to fire, but will also deal a lot of damage to Iron Hand.

But it takes not only enough strength, but also terrifying crosshairs.

In the entire alliance, only two people can do it so far.

The ghost of the Dragons, the incoming Flamendo.

Another way is to place a flaw at a key point in the trajectory, the size of a stone, which can jam the shell and prevent the shell from being fired for a while.

The second method is discovered by the ghost by accident, and whether it can be realized depends on the luck of the ghost himself.

On the city wall, Mousse looked at the girl who came out of the training ground with Nine Kills in disbelief, Kath's expressionless face without any blemishes, holding a bow and arrow.

The arrow just now was shot by Kas, and the steel arrows used in the training of the Mousse camp are actually a little better than the stone arrows brought by Kath himself, and now most of the steel arrows in the training ground have been taken by Kes, all of which are prepared for the iron hands in the distance.