Wang Fatzi can think so viciously, maybe Jia Fan will think so, maybe most of the soldiers will think so, but no one dares to do this, no one dares to let this group of monsters kill into the convoy.

Let's not talk about how many people will die when they enter the convoy, just say that if they anger the eldest lady, it is not something that everyone can bear.

More than two hundred monsters shook, and the ground shook when they ran, and the sound was terrifying.

"The machine gun on the left turns left, the machine gun on the right continues to keep suppressed, notify the eldest lady, notify the retreat and retreat!" Jafan made a decision immediately.

At the same time, the soldiers, who were defending on the left side of the military card, opened fire en masse, led by the officer.

But those monsters, all of them are rough and thick-skinned, and ordinary rifle bullets can do negligible damage to them.

And the number of heavy machine guns is too small, and the bullets are almost used, and there is no supply, so they don't dare to fire with all their might, so it is difficult to suppress those monsters.

On the front, because the firepower was suddenly reduced by half, the group of corpses that could not be suppressed was even more difficult to contain.

Faced by the enemy on both sides, it seemed that he was about to meet the corpse group in short combat, only to hear someone exclaim again: "At three o'clock, a large number of T2s appeared." ”

It is already impossible to defeat the enemy on two sides, and now it is even more miserable to be attacked on three sides.

"The heavy machine gun on the right, attack the one on the right, keep the suppression in the middle, the special combat team! Go and inform the eldest lady to retreat again! Jafan gave another command.

The monsters on both sides, because of the distance and the fact that they are separated by a river, do not need to meet each other in close combat for the time being, but the corpse group in the middle has already collided with the attacking soldier in the front.

These soldiers fought to the death, and they were too close to use their guns, so they drew their machetes and fought the zombies hand-to-hand.

Because they have no way out, and behind them are their comrades-in-arms, who would rather die themselves than let their comrades-in-arms die.

There is often a joke in fantasy called: Dead friends, immortal poor Dao. But for these soldiers, it is to die themselves, not to die their comrades.

Wang Fatzi stood on the roof of a military truck at the front, and saw Xie Lili at the front, this kid didn't know when, he actually ran in the front.

He ran out of bullets from his rifle and was looking down to change the magazine, but at this moment a zombie pounced on him, opened its mouth, and bit his neck.

In a hurry, he smashed the zombie's head with the butt of his gun, smashing the zombie's head to pieces, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a zombie appeared again behind the zombie with a sparse head.

Xie Lili didn't have time to attack again this time, seeing that he was about to die in the mouth of the zombie, Xie Lili was desperate and couldn't help but close his eyes.

But there was no pain, but someone was heard shouting: "Groove! What about dreaming? Hurry up! ”

Xie Lili opened his eyes and saw that the zombie who was about to bite him just now had a flying knife stuck in his head, and except for the wooden handle, the rest of the blades were all gone.

Xie Lili was surprised and delighted, looked in the direction of Wang Fatzi, and said loudly: "Thank you, Brother Wang!" ”

"Don't give the damn thanks, hurry up and retreat!" Wang Fatzi stood on the roof of the car, flying knives fired continuously, saving several soldiers whose lives were hanging by a thread in a row, and those soldiers all cast grateful eyes.

Wang Fatzi's previous rescue of the Seventh Company has spread in the regiment, and now he has rescued people again, coupled with his identity as a major, he has immediately won the trust and love of many soldiers.

"Hurry, hurry! Ready to withdraw! Jia Fan took the lead in blocking the corpses in the middle and commanded everyone to prepare to retreat.

But the convoy didn't mean to move for a long time, and Jia Fan shouted anxiously: "What's the matter? Why didn't the convoy withdraw? ”

After a while, a soldier with a red and swollen face ran over, obviously slapped in the face, and said to Jia Fan: "Regiment commander, the eldest lady said that you are not allowed to retreat, you must advance, saying that this zombie can't be defeated, it's better to die!" ”

“。。。。。。” Jia Fan trembled all over, holding back his mouth to scold his mother's words, but he still didn't say it after all, he could only say sadly: "Brothers, today I, Jia Fan, live and die with all my brothers!" ”

"Live and die together! Live and die together! Many soldiers shouted together, and the momentum was shocking, but they couldn't stop the zombies from advancing, nor could they change a woman's decision.

"If it is to protect the family and defend the country, I admit to living and dying together, but to die for such a woman, I ~ don't ~ obey!" Suddenly, a soldier shouted.

"I~No~Serve~"

"We're not convinced!"

There are more and more people shouting, not to mention that they are not convinced, Wang Fatzi is not convinced, Wang Fatzi is angry to the point of no return, but he can't change all this, strength, power, I need strength.

Wang Fatzi silently recited "take me home" countless times in his heart, but there was no reaction at all.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! "The sneak attack troops finally arrived, and like dumplings, they jumped into the river and climbed up, rushed to the road, rushed into the chariot formation, and began to slaughter the soldiers.

Wang Fatzi couldn't change Zhang Xiaojiu's order, all he could do was jump down and fight with the soldiers.

"Brother Wang, you better go!" Jia Fan grabbed Wang Fatzi and said sadly.

Wang Fatzi shook off Jia Fan's hand and said, "You go and help others, leave it to me here!" ”

Jia Fan was stunned for a moment, listened to the screams of his soldiers, gritted his teeth and said, "Please, Brother Wang!" ”

Jia Fan is gone, he is the strength of the third layer of awakening, and it is more than enough to kill a monster of the highest level with only T2 type.

The group of corpses in the middle, without Jia Fan's suppression, immediately swarmed up, Wang Fatzi took the lead, and shouted under the wielding of the machete: "Everyone obeys my orders, continue to suppress the rifles on both sides, and the rest of the people put on machetes, stand in a row with me, and listen to my orders!" Chop! ”

With the shout of the fat man, his machete slashed forward, directly cutting off the head of a zombie.

At first, Wang Fatzi was the only one, but because Wang Fatzi had prestige among the soldiers, the people he had saved just now immediately obeyed Wang Fatzi's words and joined the battle, from the first three or two, to the later seven or eight dozens, twenty or so, they stood in a row, just blocking the road.

"Slash!" As Wang Fatzi shouted, the soldiers who joined also shouted with Wang Fatzi, and at the same time, the machete in his hand also moved forward.

In this way, there was a strange scene on the battlefield, a group of corpses that could not be defeated with heavy machine guns and rockets.

was unexpectedly defeated by this most primitive ancient array method.

Of course, zombies will not retreat, but rows of zombies are cut down, every time Wang Fatzi shouts, more than 20 zombie heads will be cut off, and the number of corpses in front of them is decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Although Wang Fatzi and they fought very well, they could not change the pattern of the battlefield, and the monsters on both sides, after rushing across the river, were like entering a no-man's land, killing them.

Because the two sides were attacked, Wang Fatzi and the middle where they were also affected, and the back roads were copied, if nothing else, Wang Fatzi They will die under the siege of monsters and corpses.

Looking at the constantly dying comrades-in-arms and brothers, some soldiers couldn't help but shout again: "Why? I'm not convinced! ”

Again cheeky all kinds of begging!

(End of chapter)