The smaller the force, the more difficult it is to deal with the crisis.

Especially Zhao Deming, who has taken on a lot of teams that should not be pressured and their own strength is insufficient.

"Those refugees are gone, how is the war going now?"

The army is really not good at people's livelihood, and they are too busy to keep themselves busy on the battlefield full of smoke.

"Fengming Road has been blocked by the second row, and they are fighting and retreating."

"There is no relevant terrain nearby that can blow up the rocks, and the Armida protozoa of those county towns will be unstoppable and will come towards us."

With the reports of several soldiers, the green tendons in Zhao Deming's temples trembled.

"Kong Xinmin, you traitor, scum!"

He slapped the table hard.

But the scolding now is no longer helpful.

"Remove the row over there in Lujiakou!"

"We can't retreat, once we withdraw over there, through the large hills, those Amida protozoa will completely disperse, and we don't have so many people to attack everywhere."

This small unit of the 35th Division actually totaled more than 100 people, divided into three platoons with less than 100 members.

The first row is in Lujiakou, the second row is in Fengming Road, and the third row is responsible for the national highway, the two sides of Chaotian Valley, and the vigilance of the town.

Originally, the second platoon was training a company of recruits in the small town and serving as a reserve at the same time.

Now the second platoon is transferred, and the third platoon has suffered no small losses in the riots in the town.

The army could only train more than 100 people, and the recruit company that had just been training for a month was scattered in all directions, and many people were added to various combat platoons, which was barely enough.

Now beside Zhao Deming, the five officers, including Zhang Xiaomeng, are all dressed in military uniforms, and while they are discussing, they all have rifles in hand.

The 35th Division had used all its strength, and was no longer able to take care of the refugees outside the town who were killing and looting each other.

"We may still have tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition in reserve now, but this is all given to us on credit by Tianfeng City, and the food ...... next month."

"Regardless of that, surviving first is the most important thing."

Zhao Deming looked at the map, full of entanglement.

In fact, in the last days, the army is not as strong as people think.

Zhao Deming has a deep understanding of this.

When the 35th Division was attacking Tianfeng City, all kinds of weapons and ammunition bombarded wildly, and the Amida protozoa cluster was completely unable to parry.

Slowly, however, the soldiers realized that something was wrong.

The rockets ran out, no logistical supplies could be found, and the former arsenal had long since been blown up by the soldiers who stayed behind.

The city garrison consisted only of light armored vehicles, which were bulldozed by the infected when the shells ran out.

Not to mention the air-ground integration that Zhao Deming studied at the military academy, calling artillery, missile attack and these advanced modes, which are completely useless.

A large number of Amida protozoa will also go around devouring oil and even corroding metals.

As the war progressed, the army, deprived of supplies, was reduced to using rifle fire.

And what makes them even more chilling is the civil strife that broke out within themselves.

Originally, Tianfeng City already had a hard-won bullet production line, and as long as everyone was united, it was very advantageous.

However, some dissenting soldiers have metamorphosed, and they use weapons to kill their comrades, far sharper than the Armida protozoa.

In the end, the 35th Division, which maintained its previous concept and withdrew from Longxi Town, only had such a small number of manpower.

"Hey, hey?"

The place where a large number of Armida protozoa gather seems to have some kind of radio interference, and even military walkie-talkies have some signal distortion.

"Sir, the Amida protozoa of Fengming Road attacked, and the company commander Chen Hang was killed in battle, and now he is being taken over by Instructor Zhang Yifeng. He's asking for backup. ”

With a report from a captain, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became even more oppressive.

"Sir, let's just retreat. With our strength, as long as we don't sprinkle chaff everywhere like this, we can survive! ”

Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't help but say.

"Retreat? What about the refugees out there? ”

Zhao Deming's eyes widened: "Don't forget, why did we leave Tianfeng City and come here!" ”

"But we don't have the power to manage them right now."

"That's their business, the task of the army is to face foreign enemies!"

Zhao Deming raised his head suddenly: "Actually, what we are doing very badly now, but we can only persevere, it is our fate to face those Amida protozoa." ”

"Then it's better to evacuate them directly?"

"That's it, inform the refugees and let them evacuate."

Originally, Zhao Deming wanted to hold on, but Chen Hang's death finally made him understand that the army was unable to continue to hold on like this.

The two soldiers hurriedly ran towards the door, are they officers, but also heralds.

"The terrain over there in Lujiakou is complicated, but we have been attacking for a while, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Now it's mainly on the side of Fengming Road, there must be a large number of mutants in those Amida protozoa, and even higher-level monsters. Now we should be in charge of that side. ”

"But a monster swarm only appeared in Chaotian Valley a few days ago, and we can't evacuate people from that place. Once they are allowed through the pass, the trouble is big. ”

"People, people!"

The officers were a little anxious, they were too few in the face of these huge monster groups.

"Did all the survivor teams in the town go to war?"

In the eyes of the military, they are willing to protect women and children, but those who have a team of survivors of firearms are not citizens.

"Most of them went up, but a lot of them escaped on the way. Their combat effectiveness and degree of cooperation are also poor. ”

"Get ready, load all the town's ammunition into the car. We held out until the morning after tomorrow, when the remaining comrades gathered in Huanshan. ”

Zhao Deming stood up, clubbed his prosthetic leg, and picked up the rifle.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes, he was tired.

Perhaps the idea of standing in the way of the people in the past is no longer realistic in this last days.

But he didn't want to change his mind.

In the future, it will be up to the survivors themselves.

"Now all units are rushing to the front line, each holding on to the battle position, holding on until 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, and holding on until 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow......"

Just as Zhang Xiaomeng loudly gave instructions to his comrades on the front line through the somewhat disturbing walkie-talkie, their door was suddenly pushed open.

Wearing a camouflage military uniform, Zhao Chenchen, who was somewhat heroic, appeared in front of the soldiers.

"Chief of Staff Zhao Deming, we twenty-two women are willing to obey all your commands."

When the catastrophe came, they flew separately, and Zhao Chenchen's affiliated expedition team that spent a lot of food to support, those men all ran away.

Only a few women remained, and now all of them are here.

Those living women who accompanied smiling faces in the last days, were often beaten to bruises their skin, and were humble and alive, chose to appear in front of Zhao Deming and them with her.