When Yang Xiaoqian and his party left, Wang Hai was still leading the members of the second team of the Dawning Team to make a final resistance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The grenades were empty, the heavy machine guns were left in the only half of the Humvee and could not be brought out, and the fire of a few pistols and rifles tried to stop the hundreds of corpses, which was tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car.

But as a People's Defense Army, seeing that this "car" is about to crush the unarmed compatriots, even if it is powerless to stop it, at least it must fall in front and give the rolling wheels a little resistance. Therefore, Wang Hai and the others, who were already ready to sacrifice, did not hesitate, nor could they hesitate. After so many years of military career, under the influence of the deeds of so many ancestors and the words and deeds of their peers, each of them has already melted eight words into the bone marrow: protect the family and defend the country, and fight to the death!

In the chaos of screams and gunshots, Wang Hai suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The sound of heavy vehicles approaching from behind gradually becomes louder.

The big army has arrived!

But what is this sound? Wang Hai couldn't help but turn his head, quickly glanced back, and saw several shocking heavy machinery like giants.

At the forefront of the road were not tanks or armored vehicles, but two oversized bulldozers, followed by road rollers, loaders, graders, heavy trucks and other construction machinery vehicles. Dozens of construction machinery were evenly spaced and lined up neatly, pressing shallow marks on the road, making a loud clanging sound, and crashing towards the crowd of corpses in the dust and smoke.

The people running in front immediately turned and ran to the left and right, making way for the mechanical behemoths. The zombies chasing after had no ability to judge, and they didn't have time to change direction, so they crashed towards the bulldozer in a daze.

The huge front shovel of the bulldozer was like a big mouth, devouring several zombies in an instant, and the zombies that followed were knocked to the ground one by one, rolled into the bottom of the car, and turned into broken bones and bloody mud under the repeated crushing of metal tracks and solid tires.

When this tide of corpses, which seemed terrifying to ordinary people and required dozens or hundreds of lives to stop, collided with the convoy, all those present who had the strength to wait and see remembered one word: hitting a stone with an egg.

Everything seemed so relaxed that the drivers could even laugh and talk to each other.

"Hahahaha, Lao Li, isn't it cool!" A driver driving a roller asked into the intercom.

"Cool! Joyfully! The driver surnamed Li, who was asked, raised the iron wine jug in his hand and took a sip of the red star second pot, and the spicy taste stimulated his arrogance even more, "In my life, Lao Tzu is the most worthy of his name for this minute!" ”

"Hahahaha, Li Yunlong, bright sword, awesome!"

Dozens of drivers burst into laughter. The driver surnamed Li felt ashamed and blushed a little, and then simply pulled away his old face under the influence of alcohol, and also coaxed, shouting into the walkie-talkie: "Second battalion commander, where is your fucking Italian artillery?" Pull it up for Lao Tzu! ”

"Gotcha!" Someone immediately shouted in agreement.

At the same time, the shells from the rear landed precisely in front of the church of Saint-Nair, cutting off the tide of corpses and preventing the risk of rear-end collisions and overturning due to the accumulation of zombies, which could hardly pose a threat to mechanical engineering vehicles.

Because construction machinery can easily crush zombies, but ordinary zombies can't reach the cab high above, dozens of old drivers smoke and drink, hold walkie-talkies and laugh to make piles of zombies disappear.

It was like a wave on the beach crashing against a boulder that broke up in an instant, and the boulder didn't even slow down, and continued to run over the waves behind.

"This, who came up with this idea?" Wang Hai was dumbfounded, he was accustomed to relying on military weapons, he never thought that modern construction machinery could have such a big effect, not only did he easily solve a wave of corpses without firing a shot, but what was even more rare was that they almost perfectly avoided the crowd without any accidental injuries.

Because people can hide, zombies can't. If it is replaced by guns, of course, the fleeing people will dodge, but they can't dodge, they can dodge the oncoming vehicles, but they can't dodge the shrapnel flying at high speed, and there will inevitably be casualties.

"It must be our Commander Liu." A young warrior puffed out his chest proudly and said confidently.

Wang Hai smiled dumbly, a former commander with a total of dozens of subordinates was called a commander, which really made him laugh, but after laughing, he couldn't help but think deeply: What magic power does Liu Yuanzhou have to make these dozens of people who have nothing to do with him before respect and love him from the bottom of their hearts and call him a commander?

"Perhaps, when the matter of Paradise Island is over, I should come to the front." Wang Hai thought in his heart, "With such a person, there shouldn't be anything wrong, besides, what Geng said makes sense, compared to the 258th Brigade, I am more useful to them." ”

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Behind the construction machinery convoy, in an armored car, a middle-aged man in a leather jacket had a helpless expression, shrugged his shoulders, and said to a young man next to him: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with us." ”

The young man with a glint on his forehead closed his eyes and nodded after a few seconds to confirm, "It's really nothing wrong with us." ”

"It's a shame." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, complaining: "Why do you want to put us behind, I'm afraid that we won't be able to solve this zombie?" Brigade Commander Zhao really looks down on people. ”

The young man smiled bitterly: "Uncle, don't brag, we really can't solve it." Besides, what if there are mutants nearby? Someone has to sit in the rear to protect Camp Commander Jiang. ”

"Come on, is he still using protection? I can't wait to lock myself in a tin box and add a few layers of steel plates to cover it all day, and I'm not afraid of suffocation. The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "If the people of the 258th Brigade are as afraid of war as he is, and if they want to recover the disaster area, they will really have to wait until the Year of the Monkey." ”

"Uncle, maybe we will really wait until the Year of the Monkey." The young man said seriously.

"What's that?"

The young man took out his iphone4 and clicked on the screen a few times, opened the calendar on his mobile phone to show the middle-aged man, and teased: "Look, from June 5 to July 3, 2016, the Year of the Monkey, the month of the horse, is less than six years away." If this dome never disappears, it is possible that we will wait here until the Year of the Monkey. ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time before he said solemnly: "Then I have to find you a woman quickly, the eldest brother left early, you are a single seedling, our old Qi family can't cut off the incense." ”

The young man was dumbfounded, and then he knew what it meant to dig a pit for himself to jump.

Outside the door of the command vehicle next to him, a battalion commander in his thirties and wearing a military uniform was busy deploying troops to pacify and manage the people who had escaped from the Saint-Nair church.

"Camp Commander Jiang, aren't you dead yet? I remember when we were training, the old instructor said that the more people are afraid of death on the battlefield, the easier it is to die, which seems to be not very true. ”

Geng Zhiping's hippie smiling face is simply dead skin in Jiang Haichao's eyes.

"Old Geng, what's the matter?" Jiang Haichao has long been accustomed to but still can't get used to Geng Zhiping's virtue, but he still sells him politely in Liu Yuanzhou's face.

"It's nothing, it's just that Staff Officer Liu asked me to come to you to ask for someone." Geng Zhiping smiled and pointed outside, "Cultists, leave it to us to deal with." ”

Jiang Haichao pretended to be silent for a moment, and then nodded in agreement, he couldn't ask for it if he could push these cult accomplices who were easy to have a sensitive influence and were difficult to deal with into the hands of others.