Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The sound of dense explosions, after a lapse of thirty-seven years, resounded once again in Liyang City.

And this time, it was no longer humans who suffered from the air strikes, but zombies.

When the aerial bombs kept falling and exploding, thousands of zombies also let out a deafening roar.

The sound was so loud that it once drowned out the hum of planes streaking across the sky.

The transcendents scattered all over the Qi Deng District couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts when they heard these terrible and angry screams.

More than 100,000 zombies were entrenched in the center of the Qi Lantern District, making sounds at the same time, which these ordinary transcendents who usually fought small battles had never seen.

Even if the previous battles faced tens of thousands of zombies, it was completely different from this time.

In the midst of those roars, there seemed to be a sense of powerlessness that could still be heard.

It was a protest from the zombies when they were faced with a blow beyond their own capabilities, unable to find an enemy.

Lu Changqing could naturally hear it, standing on the rooftop above the big bell, layer after layer of air waves gushing out from the city.

The air is filled with gunsmoke and fishy smell, but the smell is intoxicating.

No matter how scary those zombies are, how strong the virus they carry is infectious.

But at the end of the day, it's just a species mutated from fragile humans.

Even in terms of intelligence, it is inferior.

This kind of thing, for ordinary people, for the extraordinary, has a strong threat.

But in the face of a formed army and modern weapons, it is really vulnerable.

After many years, the official forces that were dispersed at the beginning have gone from germination to birth, and then to gathering now, and the real power has reappeared in the Huaya continent.

They may still have very few weapons in stock, and they don't have many resources, but they are enough to launch a counterattack against the wilderness.

Wait until the scattered forces are connected in series, organize the vigorous development of manpower, and the military strength continues to rise

Power will coalesce into a new country.

A country born from the ruins!

Lu Changqing seems to be able to see the scene in the future, but it is only seemingly.

No longer in reverie, he moved his muscles and began to prepare for battle.

The smoke was filled, and the roar was already low.

After an hour of bombing, fifteen planes took turns dropping bombs, almost plowing the Qideng area.

The zombie herd is too dense, resulting in heavy losses.

Even if they want to run, but the enemy is in the air, and those zombies without intelligence can't discern the direction.

And the three generations of zombies who control them, in this case, the special information transmission channel seems to have been cut and cannot be effectively adjusted.

The bombs killed a lot, and the zombies' own riots led to a stampede and crushed countless people.

The building is collapsing, and the fire is raging.

After a round of circles, the plane in the sky flew towards the depths of Liyang City.

It's all here, and if it's just to solve this zombie horde, it's too wasteful of fuel.

Bomb a few more areas to weaken the zombies in the city, and even after replenishing ammunition, this small air force will next go to the aid of the army in District D2 on the other side of Liyang City.

Overall, speed up the recovery of Dawn City!

Looking at the planes in the distance, the transcendents on the periphery knew that they were going to prepare for battle next.

But there's no hurry!

The buildings in the city are in disrepair, and many of them are badly decayed.

Under this kind of bombardment, the fire is already raging, and it will not be extinguished for a while.

Those who are entrenched in it will definitely run out, and this is the opportunity they have to wait.

Time passed minute by minute, and Tang Weiqian, who was standing on the rooftop, looked at the data of his pocket watch, and there were already scattered zombies running out under his feet.

"It's out!"

Gao Han stepped forward and pointed to the smoke and dust in the distance.

There was no doubt that it was a group of zombies fleeing in groups.

"Lao Gao, do you think that fourth-generation zombie will be in here?" Tang Weiqian was not in a hurry, but asked.

Gao Han hadn't seen that guy either, but with experience, he still shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be there, the number of zombies in this group seems to be quite large, about three thousand, but compared to the number that the four generations of zombies can control, it is too small." ”

"Of course, we can't be careless!"

Tang Weiqian nodded, and then took out the high-level special liaison, "Staff Officer Wen, it's okay!" ”

Putting down the liaison and putting the pocket watch in at the same time, Tang Weiqian stared at the group of zombies under the smoke and dust, and his face couldn't hide the joy.

"It's time to make a contribution!"

As long as you cross the Qideng District and arrive at the distance of Jiuli District in the city center, it is very close.

Lu Changqing stood in front of a sniper rifle, it was not a thunder fury, but a relatively ordinary burst sniper rifle with a shooting distance of less than three thousand meters.

Killing chickens with knives, thunder and anger are weapons that are relatively precious resources in themselves.

Thinking about it carefully, Gao Han was able to customize a Thunder Fury from the Red Light Warhammer at the beginning, and he didn't know what kind of price he paid.

Facing a few zombies that ran out, Lu Changqing did not shoot, but tilted his head.

In the line of sight, there are behemoths running from the Huijiang District.

It's a Scarlet III mecha!

There are a total of 10 statues, each in a different direction, each with its own area.

This time, they will be free to fight, and there will be no more burdensome tasks such as opening the way, covering, and supporting them.

What they have to do is to do their best to bring out the power of the scarlet mecha and kill zombies like crazy.

The rumbling sound came along with the mecha running, and in one building after another, the transcendents also jumped out one after another.

The passage leading to the interior of Liyang City has been blown into a sea of fire by incendiary bombs, and the zombies can only run from the other three directions.

"Kill!"

Xiao Tao excitedly looked at the group of zombies that were getting closer and closer, the double knives in his hands stretched out, and he jumped directly into the group of zombies.

On the street next to him, a mecha rose into the sky.

The two rockets drew a graceful arc and exploded directly into a group of thousand-level zombies.

When the Crimson Mecha faced the remnants of the large zombie horde, the Transcendents also found their prey.

The number of zombies that were blown up was even greater, and when they came out of it, it was like an ant that poured a basin of water and ran out of a hole.

The big ant balls are just that, the small ants, that's thousands.

Lu Changqing, who was in the middle, watched everyone fall into the battle, and he also started his own battle.

There was no stinking blood on his face, no sharp nails whistling in the wind, not even the sound of screaming and wailing.

Aside from the thrill of danger, he only needs to take away his prey with one shot after another.

Cold, yet ruthless.

Bang!

A second-order zombie to the ground.

Bang!

A xenomorph body exploded, and the power of fission made it unable to even use its terrifying special abilities, and could only die in a daze.

A generation of zombies, Lu Changqing doesn't care at all.

His precious bullets are only deserved by second-generation, xenomorph, and third-generation zombies.

With the building he is in as the bottom line, it forms an arc in other directions.

In this arc, there are strong or weak snipers at every perfect vantage point.

Together, they formed the final line of blockade and strangulation.

Except for a few low-level zombies that no one noticed who had slipped through the net, no one could cross through this ruthless and indifferent blockade.

This war, from the moment the Air Force joined, was already doomed.

Clang!

The bullet casing landed, and Lu Changqing blinked his dry eyes.

"I've played too many gunfight games, and it's a bit of a pain in the eyes!"

Searching for prey for too long, sniping at them, hurting the eyes and nerves.

This kind of sniper warfare, which has always been in high-intensity, is the first time Lu Changqing has experienced it.

It's different from every time before.

At that time, it was an occasional shot, or a short exchange, and it was a big deal that it was sometimes sniped and sometimes shot up close as it had been in the previous two days.

And now, he is at an absolute height, sniping wildly.

No sniper can fight so often.

The frequency of the sound of gunfire from other directions has dropped a lot.

The brain is faintly swollen, a sign of overuse of the perceptual ability.

Lu Changqing planned to narrow the range of perception a little, after all, relying on the abilities of the sharpshooter and the distant pupil alone was enough to complete the task.

Perception is always on the outside, and it's still a defense

The hand suddenly touched the thunder rage, and Lu Changqing's face became solemn.