More than a dozen soldiers aimed at the tyrant's leg and fired wildly, and the tyrant was beaten to minced meat in ten seconds.

"The tyrant is down!" A soldier shouted excitedly.

"Be careful!" Zhang Qiru was not in the mood to be happy.

The soldier had just cheered when a licker gnawed his head and fell unwillingly.

"Xiao Du!"

The soldier beside him had red eyes and shot desperately at the licker, killing him instantly. But Xiao Du has already torn his chest open and will soon die. The soldier hurriedly went up and hugged Xiao Du, tears streaming down.

"Why don't you look at your grandmother!" The soldier yelled.

Xiao Du smiled at the soldiers, without much sadness of death.

"Squad leader, send me away!" Xiao Du's voice was calm, although he was in pain.

"Xiao Du!" The squad leader was sad.

Xiao Du smiled and pulled out a pistol and handed it to the squad leader. The squad leader trembled, looked at Xiao Du with hopeful eyes, gritted his teeth and took the pistol.

Boom! Xiao Du lay quietly on the ground.

"Kill!" The squad leader picked up a heavy machine gun and opened fire on a large number of zombies that poured in, instantly sweeping away the entire zombies.

Aroused by the anger of the squad leader and Xiao Du's sacrifice, the killing intent was aroused, and the soldiers of the entire squad became crazy. The soldiers fired all the bullets in the shortest possible time, and even the barrel of the rifle was too hot to continue to use. At this time, a large number of zombies poured up.

"Get on the bayonet!" The squad leader shouted.

The soldiers drew their bayonets and began to fight the zombies hand-to-hand. For ordinary zombies, soldiers can compete, but it is difficult for zombies like lickers to compete, with the increase of special zombies, coupled with the serious decline in soldiers' physical strength, the fight becomes more and more difficult. Eventually, the soldiers fell one by one, and even the corpses could not be saved.

The squad leader was left alone, and the soldiers were all dead. The squad leader looked at the large and small wounds on his body, and his eyes showed a look of madness. He looked at a tyrant who had climbed onto the train, and the madness in his eyes grew stronger. Suddenly, the squad leader pulled out a grenade, pulled out the safety pin, and then ran towards the tyrant.

"Get out of here!"

The squad leader roared, raised his grenade, and ran frantically towards the tyrant. The rest of the soldiers saw the squad leader's actions and dodged for some distance. The tyrant also looked at this ordinary human who challenged his majesty, and grabbed the squad leader. The squad leader was not afraid at all, and punched the tyrant in the head, and the tyrant directly bit the squad leader's arm, and with a little effort, he bit off the squad leader's entire arm.

The squad leader looked at his half-amputated arm, without any pain, but laughed maniacally. The tyrant was even more angry, and was about to take a bite, but when he opened his mouth, a burst of fire gushed out, and the tyrant's entire head shattered, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Kill!" More soldiers went crazy.

The gunfire on the battlefield did not diminish due to the reduction of personnel, but became more dense, and almost everyone wanted to use up all the bullets in the shortest possible time.

Zhang Qiru and Zhao Yun have long run out of bullets, and he has been carrying a big knife at the front for a long time. Whether it was a licker, a hellhound, an ordinary zombie, or a tyrant, the two of them were fearless and frantically slashed and slashed, eliminating batch after batch of zombies that rushed forward. In the entire defense line, only their positions with Zhao Tianba, Brother Leopard, and Shang Ze were quite stable, and the rest of the places had already been bleeding.

Almost all the zombies poured into the railway line, and the black pressure could not be seen, which made people extremely desperate. The soldiers are still resisting, although their numbers are getting smaller and smaller, and only about 200 men of a battalion are still fighting. The few remaining soldiers suffered for another five minutes, almost all of them covered in blood, and if it weren't for the special protective equipment, I am afraid they would have been infected long ago.

The gunfire gradually stopped, for they had already used up all their bullets, and many of the soldiers' sabers had burst out of too many gaps to be blunt enough to slash. Many soldiers are already fighting with all available weapons such as stones and rifle butts, and everyone is fearless and crazy, and it is even a little difficult to figure out who is a zombie.

Suddenly, the zombie's movements slowed down, and it gradually calmed down, and it didn't attack wildly anymore. Zhang Qiru stood on a high place and looked at the zombies that had stopped, and then looked at the soldiers on the verge of death, his eyes were desolate.

At this time, the zombies got out of the way, and the special zombie who was talking to Zhang Qiru came over.

"You've lost." The man said.

"So what?" Zhang Qiru is still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Do you still believe in your fire?" The man asked with a smile.

"It's just one ten-thousandth of a force, and you can destroy a hundredfold of you, do you think you can win?" Zhang Qiru said.

"Perhaps, but you won't see it after all." The man raised his hand, as if preparing to kill Zhang Qiru.

"I'm ready, what about you?" Zhang Qiru repeated that sentence again.

The man looked at Zhang Qiru in surprise.

"You can not die, as long as you are willing to be my slaves!" The man lowered his hand and looked at the soldiers.

"The soldiers of the Celestial Empire never surrender!" Zhang Qiru said angrily.

"Never surrender!" The soldiers shouted along.

"I'll give you another chance, and those who submit to me can not die!" The man continued, "Otherwise, I will make your death miserable!" ”

"We're ready! What about you? Zhang Qiru still repeated that sentence.

The man was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the sound of an airplane in the air. As soon as he looked up, he saw dozens of planes flying over, and the power he had placed in the air was completely unstoppable. Zhang Qiru saw that the man was distracted, and flicked the machete in his hand, ready to kill him by surprise. But how can special zombies be so easy to kill, the man reacted very quickly, deviated a little, Zhang Qiru's blade to the neck deviated a little, only cut off the zombie's arm, and then kicked the zombie four or five meters away with all his strength.

Zhang Qiru picked up the man's arm, raised it in the air, and roared angrily:

"We're all ready, you!"

The man was a little stunned, but he couldn't do anything, because the increased planes had already begun to massacre, and all kinds of weapons were in battle, blowing up the zombies all over the sky. Then, several large helicopters appeared in mid-air, dropping dozens of cables with various hooks hanging from them.

"Get on the plane! Fast! Don't fight! Zhang Qiru finally had some hope when he looked at the plane.

The soldiers began to pull ropes and tie them to themselves or their comrades.

It's as if the hope of survival is just around the corner......

(End of chapter)