Chapter 32: Wuzhi 10
Every soldier of the Tiger Squad can be called experienced in a hundred battles, and everyone has the ability to break through alone, but no one chooses to do that, giving up the gun to the students behind him, and only uses cold weapons to deal with endless zombies, and eighty percent of them are zombies who are also armed with cold weapons, and the intensity of the battle is far more intense than before.
For the sake of the students behind them, for the sake of the people behind the ruins, the Tiger Squad has taken the results of special training to the extreme, and everyone has deep or shallow scars on their bodies, and the blood has stained the land they are fighting on.
Behind the Tiger Squad, the slightly immature faces of the 6 students were full of two diametrically opposed expressions of despair and determination, they only had time to observe how to change bullets, how to load, how to shoot, and hurriedly picked up the steel guns that children who did not belong to their grade, looking at the army of zombies that were surging like a rising tide, although they were scared to the extreme, they did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and the momentum of the Tiger Squad's death had heated the blood of these young students to boiling.
The zombie army was not intimidated by the mountain-like momentum displayed by the small army of 12 people, the 12 people were like the eternal reef by the sea, the tide came wave after wave, wave after wave, but when the tide receded, it always stood tall.
But now, the mission of the Tigers has reached the last moment, and the high-intensity battle has consumed too much of their physical strength, and the vibration from the ground has cast a haze on everyone's faces.
It was completely dark, and the lead clouds covered the earth, and the moon hid most of its face behind the clouds, and a small piece of silver moonlight sprinkled on the two sandworms that had just washed out of the ground, emitting a strange silver light.
The wise man seems to like this game of cat and mouse, the sandworms are just ready to attack, and they are not in a hurry to launch any attack, although they have no eyes, Zhao Qiang always feels that he is being locked by two sandworms with cold eyes, the zombies don't know when they have stopped attacking, and they formed a U-shaped circle at a distance of 50 meters away from the tiger team, staring at the 12 people in the circle with teeth and claws, because the saliva secreted by the large release of Z-type enzymes has gathered into streams, It flows along the terrain.
The Tiger squad stood in front of the battle like a javelin, the sandworms didn't move, they didn't move, Cai Jiashu's sacrifice made the team members see the possibility of victory, there were only two sandworms, maybe there was a chance, the high-explosive grenade has been secretly buckled in the palm of each team member's hand, with their extraordinary skills, they can directly throw the high-explosive grenade directly into the giant mouth of the sandworm.
"Tiger Squad!" Zhao Qiang let out a roar.
"Live and die together!" The Tigers' response nearly dispersed the lead clouds in the sky.
"Live and die together!" Zhang Jun echoed in a low voice and clenched the steel gun in his hand.
2 sandworms, the psychological pressure brought to people is no less than their huge body like a mountain, human beings are as small as ants in front of them, since they appeared in this world, they have not encountered any natural enemies, at least the human beings who once claimed to be the overlord of the earth are vulnerable in front of them, of course, the previous one was just an exception.
The roar of the Tiger squad was like a horn of attack, and the two sandworms finally twisted their bodies and rushed towards the squad violently, 50 meters, 40 meters...... 20 meters, Zhao Qiang silently calculated the distance between the sandworm and the team members in his heart, the fuse of the high-explosive grenade has been pulled out, as long as he waits for the best time, Zhao Qiang absolutely believes that this melon-sized thing in his hand can cause fatal damage to the mountain-like sandworm in front of him.
15 meters! "Bomb dropping!" Zhao Qiang and Saber violently threw the high-explosive grenades in their respective hands into the huge mouthparts of the two sandworms, and turned around at the same time without looking at the results, and each picked up a student who was already too frightened to move and ran backwards.
Zhang Jun was frightened by the sight of the sand worms in his eyes that his legs were weak, and he didn't react until he was hit by a soft but irresistible force, at this time he was already carried by a tiger member on his shoulders and ran backwards at high speed, and because of this, he clearly saw that before the grenade entered the big mouth, the sharp teeth in the circles in the mouthparts of the two sand worms instantly stood up, and the hard shell of the grenade bounced directly after colliding with the sharp teeth. The ensuing explosion didn't do the expected damage to the two giant monsters.
Zhao Qiang carried a student, and finally avoided the sandworm's forward route before the sandworm pressed down, but after the dust settled, Zhao Qiang found that there were only 10 people left in the team of 12 people, and a team member and a student were directly crushed into a pool of indistinguishable flesh and blood because they couldn't dodge it, and they didn't even scream.
Zhao Qiang's face changed drastically, the seemingly simple-minded sandworm obviously became more difficult to deal with under the control of the wise, a failed attack turned out to be 2 fresh lives, the scene of Cai Jiashu's dying was like lightning flashed from Zhao Qiang's mind, could it be said that if you want to deal with the sandworm, you must feed the tiger with your body? What's the point of a sandworm if it is no longer fooled, but runs over the attacker, even if it is a suicide attack?
The sandworm in the distance had already turned around, and the soldiers charged at the Tiger Squad again in two ways, one left and one right, and several students had closed their eyes in despair, they knew very well that the first round was just a fluke to survive, and this second round of attack may be the last round.
In this round, Zhao Qiang had already made up his mind to send the last grenade to the huge mouth of the sandworm no matter what, even if he took his own life.
The cold wind of the night suddenly increased a lot, and the background noise of the zombie wailing became noisy, as if something attracted their attention, and the extremely tired team members, who were preoccupied with the sandworms on the left and right, did not notice that the wind was actually coming from above their heads.
Suddenly, two searchlights suddenly "snapped" on, and two dazzling pillars of light directly hit the sandworm's body, and the two gunships hovering above everyone's heads revealed their hideous faces.
"Wuzhi 10!" The sound of the saber was almost drowned out, and the 30-mm single-barreled cannon mounted at the front of the Wuzhi 10 fuselage, which was not much higher than everyone's heads, had already emitted a deafening roar, and the thick smoke-smoking shells fell like rain, and the anti-personnel blasting incendiary bombs that condensed the top technology of China's aviation cannons accurately hit the marching sandworms.