Peony City, the remnants of the Kaliningrad strategic battle cluster of the Russian Federation, is now struggling to defend the city that it occupies for more than a month, a month is enough time to happen in the southern plains and hills, but for these soldiers who are deep in the snow of the north, it is just a struggle to survive day after day.

A month's time is no different from a day, nothing more than resting, resting until the alien insects and zombies come again, getting up, and then continuing to rest after being repulsed. At first, they still had the strength to launch a counterattack after holding the line and pushing further south, but as time went on, the troops faltered like people stuck in a quagmire, until finally it became extremely difficult to even walk. Eventually, they were pinned to the 43rd parallel by seemingly endless hordes of zombies and the occasional insects that popped up, unable to go further south.

The days of no way out of sight caused all sorts of vicious incidents in the fleeing army, especially in the presence of many civilians in eastern Russia, and the order was once again challenged in the face of the crisis.

The intense pressure to survive drove many people crazy to the point of firing at themselves and their comrades, and the difficult march and the lack of an administrative system made disobedience between the various levels extremely frequent. Eventually, when there was an unbearable shortage in the supply of munitions and other munitions after another bitter battle, riots and shocks eventually flooded the army in waves at the highest decision-making levels.

If the chaos really continued, the battle between humans and zombies would not have been stalemate to this day. In fact, the rioting soldiers rushed only to the street not far from the city hall where the military headquarters was stationed.

They didn't see the eyes that closed behind the glass windows of the building, they only saw the sudden high dust rising around the T-90s lined up.

The Russian army has finally picked up what they have lost for a long time after the Stalin era - purges.

Rounds of top-down screening of rioters and participants continued for the next half month, and the already lifeless army developed a strange vitality.

As for efficiency.

The "participants" who were pierced in both eyes and ears, tied their hands behind their backs, tied explosives and threw them into the zombie herd, once screamed desperately and carried the explosion to a kilometer outside the defense line.

It's not because it's fast, but because there are so many "participants" that the zombies in that wave can't be caught.

The Russian army, which had re-established its strict hierarchy, managed to hold on to the battle for weeks with surprisingly few basic resources, so much so that today people behave like zombies, except perhaps only that they can operate weapons.

On the battlefield, there was only the sound of light and heavy weapons spitting tongues of fire, and the officers shouting hoarsely, and the soldiers under their command concentrated their firepower in the direction where a certain area of zombies gathered.

In the Lotus River, just a few kilometers away from the city, a submarine is surprisingly sailing into an inland river.

"The main ballast water tank is released, and the horizontal rudder floats up and turns the rudder twice." Captain Alek watched closely the rotation of all the instruments in front of him, and he was full of confidence in the sailors on board, but after all, this was in an inland river where the submarine should not have come, and the risk of running aground was not too careful.

All the lights are now safe green, and all the sailors have done a detailed check of the submarine's condition before entering the river, and the measurement data transmitted by the terror robot has theoretically proved the possibility of the Akula attack submarine sneaking in the deep water river of the northern lands. At present, the submarine is in a state of internal silence before the battle, and any sound sources with excessive decibels, including whistles, are turned off. The freshwater nature of inland rivers also made it possible for Qin Feng not to think too much about the corrosiveness to the submarine hull and propeller.

The terror droids have already poured out of their nests, laying a net along the front and back of the submarine and towards the banks of the river, and nothing will be able to quietly approach the submarine unless it is teleported over time.

Depending on the situation at the bottom of the river, the submarine carefully controls its relative distance from the bottom and the surface of the river. The air on the ground is quite fresh, and the weather is also clear, so only relying on the perspective of the horror robot itself can get a good dynamic view of the ground, and at this moment, Qin Feng is seriously observing the situation of this battle.

The reconnaissance dragonfly was hit by a stray bullet that came from nowhere, and it can be easily deduced based on the vision when it was still "alive", and it is also a common thing for it to fall in Qin Feng's camp because of its crisp skin. But the picture transmitted back by the horror robot before it was destroyed is very debatable, after all, it carefully controls the distance from the corpses, and even if it is trapped in the corpses, with that sharp claw that can cut through the steel plate, it should not be a problem to kill him seven in and seven out. The image showed cyan smoke floating around the terrifying robot, and then it was dark, and Qin was curious about this.

It is impossible to know when the battle began, but it seems that the situation has been at a fever pitch from the beginning, there are at least thousands of corpses piled up in front of the fortifications about two stories high, some bright red colors in the black liquid are a little dazzling in the morning light, and along those bright reds, you can always find a body in a green military uniform in the mountains of corpses, whether it is white skin or yellow face, there is only a black dead air at this moment.

No matter how the rare clear sky was reflected, the cold air that had accumulated between the sky and the earth was still difficult to dissolve, and the barrel of the gun was already hot, but the fingers of the soldiers were still cold and hard. The heat wave generated by the gunpowder quickly disappeared in the harsh winter, but the moisture generated by the heat and cold penetrated into the mouths, noses and fingers of the soldiers through the gaps in the gloves and masks, and the white ice slag fell to the ground with the instigation of movement, and then turned into mud under the trampling of military boots.

The position of the Russian army on the southeast front, because the ring fortifications were built at the junction of the main road of the city and the outer ring when passing here, the terrain here is relatively flat, which saves the consumption of personnel transfer on the one hand, but it is also suitable for the movement of zombie groups.

It is more likely that human beings have a habit of walking on the road before they are alive, and these corpses that don't seem to think at all stubbornly gather on the road and move towards the defense line.