Chapter 16: The Bloody War
Everyone was waiting for the battle, and on the wall of the base, the logistics personnel, Xu Qia, Liu Fugui, stared at Liu Feng's more than 200 people, and the more than 1,000 zombie troops, forming an obvious contrast.
Knock knock, zombies keep falling into the ditch, once the four-meter-deep ditch falls, don't think about climbing up, before the soldiers come into battle, nearly half of the ordinary zombies, one-third of the first-level zombies, fell into the ditch dug in advance.
"Rush! Fight! ”
As the first gunshot sounded, everyone's hearts, the despair of the end times, the hatred of the zombies, the pain of losing their loved ones, and the anger of losing their friends were venting on the zombies in front of them.
Wang Shaoyang was holding a standard Type 95 rifle, and he was the one with the most bullet rations. Squinting at the *quasi-mirror, three points and one line, one shot at a zombie, that is, a muscular zombie, was also hit by a bullet in the brain and died on the spot.
Brother Shovel shoveled off half of a zombie's head with a spade, and then shot it on the head of a first-class zombie. Seeing that his team's eyes lit up, one of the team members stabbed the zombie on the body, but was stabbed by a clawed zombie.
From time to time, zombies fall into the ditch, and from time to time, people fall into the ditch with the zombies.
Liu Feng held the wheelchair and walked down the ground slowly, his legs trembling, one step at a time. Finally, he stood up and walked forward, holding a claw spear in his hand, and his double daggers surrounded him, like two moons of the planet: "Lao Tzu, TM can stand up a long time ago!! ”
"Ahh
He roared, and a spear plunged into the back of a second-level muscular zombie, and two daggers immediately sliced through the zombie's body. The second-level muscular zombie slapped his hand casually, and the dagger was slapped back.
Liu Feng pulled out his spear and was about to stab him again to start the second round of the battle.
Ma Xiang held a rifle and pressed it forward, like a melee shooter, which zombie approached, and shot it in the head.
Slashing, breaking through the air, swords, roars, screams, ripping limbs. Constantly washing everyone's eardrums, the people watching on the base wall can't wait to go down and fight the zombies to the death.
Er Liang carried a European-style long sword, and his movements were extremely fast like a ghost, slashing more than a dozen ordinary zombies in a row, stabbing into the eyebrows of a first-level muscle zombie, and with a stroke of his right hand, he split a first-level claw zombie in half.
Looking back at Liu Feng, the double dagger flew with Liu Feng, passing through the brains of the zombies close to Liu Feng, Liu Feng picked up the tip of the spear, and the double dagger stabbed at the second-level muscle zombie with the tip of the spear.
The second-level muscle zombie's arm was blocked, and the dagger pierced into the muscle zombie's arm, penetrating the arm and stabbing at the bones of the second-level muscle zombie. The second-level zombie is different from ordinary zombies and first-level zombies, the nerves on his body have been stimulated by the virus, and they have regained their previous activity, with a huge roar.
His feet slammed into the ground, like a child catching a grasshopper, and one hand grabbed Liu Feng's weapon. Liu Feng's balance was out of control, causing him to fall to the ground.
The other arm grabbed Liu Feng's newly recovered leg, and as soon as the zombie exerted his strength, he grabbed Liu Feng upside down, Liu Feng looked at the zombie pinching his leg, very desperate... "You all have a grudge against Lao Tzu's legs, don't you?" I'll go to your ----, ------"
Grabbing the left leg with the left hand and the right leg with the right hand, the muscle zombie was just about to tear Liu Feng in half with force, boring! Boring! Two bullets hit the back of the head of the second-level muscle zombie, making a dull sound of steel impact, and then a knife slashed, cutting the neck of the muscle zombie into a thread, leaking out the neck bone, the zombie let go of his hand, covered his neck and turned back angrily.
This person is Erliang, who is usually like a stuffy gourd, and he opened his mouth with a snack: "Come to TM to beat Lao Tzu, tender cow Wufang." ”
Tender cow Wufang, when Liu Feng heard this word, he remembered the picture of Er Liang holding a muscular zombie and gnawing, and couldn't help but swallow saliva and shiver.
The second-level muscle zombie turned his back and stretched out his hand to sweep towards Erliang, like a wall of one degree, sweeping on Erliang's body, it must be more than lucky.
Liu Feng took advantage of the second-level muscle zombie's back to turn his head, stepped directly on the neck of the muscle zombie, and stabbed the zombie's eye socket with both daggers in his hands. After a few random stirrings, the zombie's body stiffened. Crashed to the ground. sighed, "The knife is still easy to hold in your hand." ”
saw Erliang's face splashed with blood, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. With a wave of the long sword, he ran towards the other zombies, and Liu Feng did see the direction where the corpse king was, and mentioned rushing forward.
Suddenly, he said: "Boss, be careful!" ”
Liu Feng was pushed away by one person, lost his center of gravity, and looked back, it was Brother Bansho, with a grinning face.
Poof! The heavy fist of another second-level muscle zombie fell, slapping Brother Shovel into a pulp.....
At this time, Liu Feng had just fallen to the ground. Brother Spade's flesh and blood splashed on Liu Feng's body, his eyes widened angrily, and his eyes were blood-red: "I'm going to be you!" ”
Picking up a spear and jumping up, anger always brings out the potential of people. Liu Feng inserted a spear into the eye socket of the second-level muscle zombie and stuck in his eye socket. The muscular zombie roared and covered his eyes, Liu Feng threw out the two daggers, surrounding the ankles of the muscular zombies, and constantly cutting, while Liu Feng kept dodging the waving arms of the muscular zombies, scolding his eighteenth generation ancestors.
Finally, the muscular zombie snapped his ankle tendon, lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground on his back, the spear stuck in his eye socket because of his own gravity, piercing his skull.
The flowers bloom in two, one on each branch.
Erliang once again swung his knife and cut off the neck of a zombie, suddenly a gust of yin wind hit, Erliang flashed to the left, and a zombie with a blade appeared next to Erliang, flashing at a general speed, it was a second-level claw zombie, Erliang held a sword, boring! Down, boring! Two clicks. He kept swinging his sword towards the limit of the intertwined light and shadow he could see, barely blocking the attack of the second-level claw zombie.
The speed of the second-level claw zombie is extremely fast, and even the second bright, who has strengthened his speed, is faintly defeated.
In a trance, the right hand of the second-level claw zombie was about to stab into Erliang's chest, the corners of Erliang's mouth grinned, and the long sword in his right hand was changed to his left hand, and his body was changed.
A skull rolls off.
Er Liang's left hand cut off the head of the second-level zombie with a knife, and along with the zombie's head, there was also Er Liang's right arm.
Er Liang held the sword in his left hand and swung it towards the zombies surrounding him.....
At this time, a cowardly man dropped the knife in his hand and ran towards the base, he was a subordinate of the former Biao Ge.
The flash of the knife flashed, and a dagger plunged into his neck from a distance.
"Win or die, don't let our dead brothers die in vain." The speaker picked up the dagger, stepped over the corpse, and headed for the corpse king.
After a spear penetrated a muscular zombie, two daggers revolved around him, constantly killing the ordinary zombies around him, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and Yang Wei in the distance was about to be pounced on by a claw zombie, and his mind controlled the dagger to shoot like a bullet on the skull of the claw zombie, Yang Wei threw a grateful look, and was entangled by a zombie again.
Liu Feng was a little depressed, he could indeed launch the dagger with his mind, but the dagger was uncontrollable three meters away, and it was okay to launch it, you had to run over and pick it up.
Quickly ran to Yang Wei's side and withdrew the dagger. After killing a few zombies around Yang Wei, Liu Feng continued to press forward.
As the zombies kill less and less. The people on the city wall also breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Feng was still frantically killing the Corpse King. Constantly waving the spear in his hand, consciousness flew up and down with a pair of butterfly-like daggers, killing zombies.
Suddenly, the corpse king opened his mouth and let out a piercing scream, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears, and several more people were killed by the zombies.
Gradually, the sound gradually changed from sharp to inaudible.
The crowd continued to fight, and one of the team members vomited a mouthful of blood.
One after another, some people vomited blood, but they still endured the pain and killed the zombies.
The zombie became like a headless fly, losing the control of the corpse king and rushing towards the blood food on the ground. Everyone took the opportunity to mend the knives to the out-of-control zombies and died.
The Corpse King still had his mouth open, and Liu Feng kept approaching the Corpse King, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Liu Fugui's pupils on the wall of the base shrank, infrasound!
Liu Feng didn't know this, and chased after the corpse king, and the zombies around him lost control and kept falling into the trap.
The corpse king ran towards the bottom of Longshan, and Liu Feng raised his legs to chase after him.
Ma Xiang led people to continue to clean up the remaining scattered zombies, collect the corpses of the team members, and take care of the injured team members.
Erliang, under the admiring gaze of everyone, carried a long sword and slowly walked back to the base.
Speaking of Liu Feng, under Longshan, in the familiar grain and oil store, he caught up with the corpse king, although he was the corpse king, but his appearance was distorted, just like a stunted dwarf with a huge head.
Liu Fengwei intercepted him, cut off its limbs with two knives, and kicked his shrunken little brother one by one: "Ah, it's very cool to take your little brother to play?" "Kick it down. When the zombie opens its mouth, it will emit infrasound waves again. Liu Feng poked a spear into his mouth. "Scream, you big-headed monster baby." With a force, Liu Feng poked through its brain with a spear. Like a deflated balloon, the liquid in its head flowed out, and with it, a dark green crystal was carried into its arms.
Carrying a spear, twin daggers around him. Slowly walk back towards Longshan.
At this time, a fire had been lit in the ditch of Longshan, and in the eyes of everyone, Liu Feng stepped on the flame and went home little by little. Like a hero returning from hell, walking on this road full of flesh and blood, full of killing.
waved his hand to Ma Xiang, and Ma Xiang came with people. Under Liu Feng's order, all the first-level and second-level zombie heads were thrown away and the crystals were taken out. There are 12 white crystals and 2 green crystals.
There was also a dark green crystal, which was carried in Liu Feng's arms.
Liu Feng ordered Ma Xiang to go back with these crystals. Put it in his house.
Walking slowly to the side, everyone was puzzled and looked at Liu Feng: "Leader....."
Liu Feng walked forward slowly and picked up a shovel covered in flesh and blood.
"Go home, we won."
In this battle, the number of participants was 244, and the death toll was 86. Exterminate zombies: 1685, including 1 first-level corpse king, 3 second-level zombies, 87 first-class zombies, and 1594 ordinary zombies.
Humanity is victorious, and the situation is tragic
The first war between Liu Feng's forces and zombies was recorded in the annals of history many years later.