Sure enough, it is Huaguo's main battle tank, and if there are no tanks in the convoy, it will take at least half an hour to destroy them, but now it is only a shell, plus the on-board machine gun can be eliminated in a few minutes, which is really jaw-dropping.

After settling down, Qin Ming recovered from the shock, and then he was overjoyed, with the tank opening the way, his next rescue would be much easier, and he no longer had to fight to the death like before, if there was anything to do directly, Qin Ming suddenly felt that his body had become a little lighter.

At this time, on the other side, the company led by No. 3 was blocked by a group of more than 2,000 zombies in the basketball room of the No. 1 Middle School, and behind him were more than 300 junior high school students, at this time, the 3rd company had been reduced by nearly 40 people, and the soldiers who were blocking the door of the basketball room were still being reduced.

At this time, a platoon commander of the third company immediately retreated from the gate after firing the bullets in the machine gun, walked quickly to No. 3, and said worriedly.

"Company commander, if we continue like this, we will be wiped out sooner or later, hurry up and call for support, brothers won't be able to stand for long"

No. 3 sighed and asked, "How many brothers have we lost in a platoon?"

"Company commander, there are almost more than 40 people, close to a platoon, and the brothers in the depths can resist for up to an hour" After speaking, the platoon commander looked nervously at his commander.

After listening to what the platoon leader said, No. 3 fell into deep thought, in fact, No. 3 didn't want to call for support in his heart, if this was the case on his side, then the other two teams would definitely not be too good, but if he didn't call for support, he including nearly 500 soldiers, all of them would die in the zombie pile, thinking of this, No. 3 clasped his hands and squeezed a few words out of his teeth

"Call Support"

On the street, Qin Ming's convoy was driving towards the No. 3 Middle School, when suddenly there was a sound of electricity coming from the walkie-talkie, followed by a voice.

"Lone wolf calls the wolves, lone wolves call the wolves receive please answer"

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "The wolves received it, please speak"

Immediately there was a sound on the intercom.

"We found more than 300 survivors in the No. 1 Middle School, and when we evacuated, we encountered a group of zombies and were blocked in the basketball room, and now more than 40 people have been killed and wounded, and they can support for up to an hour, asking for support"

After listening, Qin Ming immediately replied: "Received, I will arrive in 20 minutes"

Before Qin Ming could finish speaking, there was a clatter of machine gun fire on the walkie-talkie, followed by a scream, and then there was no sound.

Qin Ming was shocked, the walkie-talkie fell from the mobile phone, the 3rd company is a quarter of his total strength, if he is destroyed by the zombies, it is equivalent to cutting off his own arm, and the blow to his soldiers will be quite big, thinking of this, Qin Ming hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie from the ground and pressed the call button, and said sharply.

"Attention all vehicles, turn to No. 1 Middle School as fast as possible, the tank will open the way, and you must reach your destination within 20 minutes"

"Yes," the crowd hurriedly responded.

At the same time as Zhang Ping's tank heard Qin Ming's order, it made a left turn and directly smashed the cement guardrail on the side of the road, and drove towards the target at a high speed.

Kyoto, in the central command room of the underground base, a soldier was watching in front of a screen, when suddenly a window popped up on the screen, showing that the satellite had captured the battle footage.