"By the way, how many incendiary bombs are there now?" Meng Soul looked at the black smoke outside and asked Jiang Penglong beside him.

"Although we searched everywhere for bottles, we still didn't collect too many, and only made more than 8,000 pieces, all of which have been transported to the city walls."

Meng Soul frowned, more than eight thousand is really a bit less, the zombies rely on the number, the bullets can block some of them, and there are more zombies that need all kinds of traps, at present, the best thing to deal with zombies is explosives and flames, but for flames, explosives are not so easy to get.

"The incendiary bomb was improved by Wang Xiaojun, adding magnesium powder and other things to make a synthetic incendiary bomb, which is said to have a particularly good effect, high temperature in an instant, and a long burning time, and it can save a lot of oil."

Hearing Jiang Penglong's explanation, Meng Soul nodded, it is still good that he can save a lot of things in this way.

"These incendiary bombs need something to be launched, if they are generated too close to the city wall, a lot of smoke and high heat will make us very passive, so let's go to Li Gu and see if he has any good solutions." Meng Soul thought for a while and said.

Jiang Penglong went to Li Gu to discuss what to throw the Molotov cocktail, Meng Soul turned his gaze to the sea of corpses, the fire had been extinguished, some curling black smoke was still floating, the air was filled with the smell of protein being burned, the sea of corpses began to move forward again, and countless zombies pressed over like a black cloud, making everyone feel depressed when they looked at it.

The loess on the ground was gradually covered by the black pressed corpses, and the zombies began to move forward again, the corpses moved firmly and slowly, and the heavy sense of oppression made everyone's hearts tighten.

Meng Soul has been staring closely at the sea of corpses that are moving slowly, although the sea of corpses is moving very slowly, but the pressure is not small, Instructor Ling and his special team have completed the deployment, their task is to eliminate the evolved zombies, Wang Sen and Duan Mu are all looking at the sea of corpses with pale faces, they have all seen hundreds of thousands of zombies, but millions of them have really not seen them, this pressure makes the two of them feel that their waists are about to be bent.

The two of them even felt that they were alone in the face of these zombies, and the feeling of having nowhere to hide made the two of them feel terrible, counting nine cold days, and their backs were soaked with sweat.

The two of them shook their heads, all the gunshots, shouts, and explosions seemed to be close to their ears, and they seemed to be far away in the sky, and a layer of black evil qi seemed to be floating above the corpses, as if a giant evil dragon had been formed, roaring towards the entire base, making everyone who saw this black land full of fear and uneasiness.

When the sea of corpses filled the pit again and was burned clean by a fire, some zombies had already passed through the trap area and approached the wall for several hundred meters, Meng Soul picked up the walkie-talkie: "Wang Long, prepare to bomb according to the coordinates given by the pilot." ”

"Yes!"

"Boom!"

The mortars of the three mortar positions continued to roar, the shells drew arcs in the sky and fell at the predetermined positions, dozens of explosion points exploded in different places, and hundreds of zombies were blown up in the air by the shock wave in the firelight, and then split apart in the air like tattered ragdolls.

Meng Soul looked at the explosion point with a telescope, and the area within a radius of thirty meters of the explosion point became a blank area, and countless zombies were knocked to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion, but in just a few minutes, more zombies filled the blank area, and the overturned zombies couldn't stand up at all, so they were trampled into meat sauce by more zombies.

Meng Soul roughly calculated, basically every shell can tear dozens of zombies to pieces, and hundreds of zombies have been overturned to the ground, and those who have been overturned can also be regarded as dead, because they can't stand up at all, and there are thousands of zombies killed and injured in this round of shelling, but for millions of zombies, this is like a grain of sand in the sea.

"Jiang Penglong, you will command this battle, and Wang Sen, you will be his staff officer." After Meng Soul finished speaking, he walked to an anti-aircraft machine gun, Meng Soul was self-aware, he couldn't command the army to fight at all, rather than commanding a large number of casualties, it was better to let professional people come, although Jiang Penglong was a technical officer, but Wang Sen had learned army command in eight hundred years, and Meng Soul also had the intention of letting Jiang Penglong exercise well.

In just twenty minutes, these coordinate points were bombed, and the shrapnel and air waves after the explosion of thousands of shells caused the corpses to lose at least thirty or forty thousand zombies, including a large number of evolved zombies.

The training time of the artillery is a bit short, but it is good that the shells will not hit their own heads, dozens of mortars continue to fire to form a dense rain of shells, the zombie group suffered heavy losses at once, and the sea of corpses that was originally densely advancing stopped again.

But this time it didn't last long, only about thirty minutes, and then the sea of corpses seemed to be equipped with a motor, and a large number of agile zombies rushed out of all parts of the corpse herd and came towards the wall.

And the ordinary zombies and power zombies in the back also began to speed up, and the sea of corpses approached step by step, making the soldiers behind the chest wall near the front trap a little frightened, they didn't even feel a trace of security when they stood behind the chest wall, once they were approached by the agile zombies, they could jump from the top of the chest wall with an easy leap, and they would definitely not last long without any protection.

The speed of the agile zombies is much faster than the speed of normal people running, and soon the corpses are approaching a distance of five hundred meters, and with an order on the city wall, all the light and heavy machine guns all began to fire, and the fire network formed by nearly three hundred light chains was scattered towards the front of the corpse group, and a large number of zombies were covered by the big net, like paper in the fire, quickly dissolved, and the broken limbs flew everywhere.

Meng Soul sat behind the 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun, listening to the deafening roar of the heavy machine gun, and naturally joined the battle, these heavy machine guns stirred up waves in the sea of corpses, and wave after wave, countless zombies were twisted into pieces, and before the fragments fell, new fragments were once again twisted out and flew into the sky.

Meng Soul's anti-aircraft machine gun was not an aimless strafing, he stared at the place where the most evolved zombies among the zombies kept firing, and the strafing of those heavy machine guns stopped the unstoppable momentum of the sea of corpses, and the sea of corpses, which was originally a plane, had been dented in.

And many places are concave, forming a comb that seems to have very sparse jagged teeth, although these recessed places will soon be filled, but more bullets whistle to make these filled places into depressions, and the speed of filling can not keep up with the speed of being suppressed, gradually, the sea of corpses was finally split by heavy machine guns, some fast zombies continue to move forward, and those slow ones that have been completely suppressed cannot move forward.