Chapter 56: Illusion - Bloody Blade Position

After dealing with the sniper zombies, the soldiers who were originally afraid of being on guard leaned out, and the sudden increase in firepower once again scattered the corpses that were just showing signs of being scattered.

But not long after, the No. 13 car at the end was almost silent, only a few guns were still firing, and the company commander rushed over and kicked the door open, looking at the lifeless appearance of the soldiers, he knew that there was no ammunition.

Originally, according to the company commander's estimate, the firepower could last for 10 minutes, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. Just as he was about to scold this group of losers, the gunfire in his ears dropped at an alarming speed, and the No. 4 and No. 10 cars were muted one after another.

''Stop shooting! Everyone is focused on the front of the car! ''

The company commander cursed a few times in his heart, and hurriedly gave an order, he knew that the ammunition consumption at this speed was by no means normal, and the only possibility was that this group of rabbit cubs was not trained well, and the lack of accuracy led to excessive ammunition consumption.

After receiving the order of the company commander, the soldiers alternately withdrew from their respective carriages, which was a helpless move to abandon the car and protect the commander, because the engineer was still rushing to repair the front area, and keeping the front of the car was the top priority.

When the whole company was evacuated, the fighters occupied the first four carriages.

The company commander was just about to give the next order, when suddenly a flash of lightning, an engineer who was rushing to repair on the high-voltage line was accidentally knocked down by the current, and his clothes instantly turned into flames, and he fell to the roof of the car with the charred black corpse in his arms.

"I heard it clearly, I only need 15 soldiers with guns now, those who are not good at marksmanship consciously hand over their ammunition and get out of the car to fight!" ''

As soon as the company commander said this, the soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first bird.

Suddenly, a soldier dropped his gun, pulled out his only two magazines and placed them on his seat, then pulled out the saber pinned to his boots and jumped out of the car.

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, those soldiers who were not skilled in guns got out of the car one after another, holding shining swords in their hands, and surrounded the four carriages, waiting for the battle.

"Your mission is not to kill as many zombies as possible, but to break up the corpses and not let the crowd of corpses get too close to the warriors, do you hear me!''" ''

''Yes!'' ''

After arranging everything, the company commander climbed on the roof of the car and nervously observed the progress of the emergency repair.

Scattered gunshots rang out, but they were exceptionally accurate, although there was no thrill of a salvo of more than a dozen guns, but with each sound, a zombie fell to the bottom, because they knew that every ammunition here was the trust and trust of the brothers.

Gradually, sporadic zombies approached the carriage, and the closer they got, the denser they became.

''I'm coming!'' A young man was the first to speak, and a dagger was stabbed out with a stride, straight into the zombie's eye socket, and then immediately retreated, assuming an attack stance.

''Mine''

''Red Clothes''

''This is mine''

''I'm tall''

………………

Short but majestic shouts rang out constantly, a unified melee formation of the army, in order to prevent unnecessary casualties in chaotic white-knuckle combat.

The army stipulates that the soldier attacked, shouted in advance, once attacked, killed with a knife, immediately retracted the knife, returned to the queue, even if there were still zombies left and right after killing the zombies, they should return immediately, believe in teammates and give other teammates space to attack, this method is more effective in dealing with loosely dense corpses, almost zero casualties.

''How long will it take!? ''

The company commander impatiently called out to the engineer, although he knew that there was no need to shout, because the engineer must be doing his best, but he couldn't bear the anxiety in his heart if he didn't shout.

''Last cable, up to 8 minutes, please hold on a little longer!'' ''

''Don't!! ''

Suddenly, the sniper lying on the roof of the car roared wildly, but this could not stop the soldiers who had already drawn their knives. Although he heard the shout, the soldier's strength was too great, and even with his desperate efforts, the dagger still pierced the zombie's head.

''pu~~~''