Chapter Seventy-Five: Cleaning Up the Zombies
In the eastern district of Paris, inside a villa, dozens of survivors, including the original owner, are hiding here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Because there are few people in the villa area, there are not many zombies nearby, only a few wandering in the distance.
While many survivors were discussing their search for food, a helicopter landed on the tarmac in front of the villa.
Four soldiers rushed into the villa quickly.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? The leader of the survivors asked loudly.
The four men just glanced at him and didn't answer him.
"Who among you are Mork Hanston's wife and son?" The team leader asked in a loud voice as he looked at dozens of people.
"I, we." A woman with a haggard face led a nine-year-old boy through the crowd.
After glancing at the woman and the child, the team leader confirmed that it was the target of the rescue.
Before arriving at a rescue location, the team leader needs to remember the mission goal, otherwise it will be embarrassing to save the wrong person or not know the person.
"Come with us."
After saying that, the four of them were about to take the mother and son out.
"You're here to save people, aren't you? Take me with you, too. ”
When he was about to go out, a man jumped out and wanted the team of four to take him with him.
Immediately, more people shouted, and one of them also said that he was the younger brother of the police chief.
"Get out of the way!"
The captain shouted, and four guns were pointed at the man who stood in the way.
Not to mention the younger brother of the police chief, even the French prime minister is here, and without an order, they will not be saved.
The threat of guns to people is always very great, and under the muzzle of the black hole, several people can only reluctantly step aside and get out of the way.
As for not daring to shoot? In Europe and the United States, never underestimate people with guns.
The six of them quickly got out of the villa, got into the helicopter, and then left.
The same scene is happening all over Paris.
Fifteen helicopters were deployed in all directions of Paris, some were rescued and some were not found. Some were rescued from the zombie hordes, and some were seen directly among the survivors.
A day has passed, and nearly half of the people on the list have been completed, some of them have been successfully rescued, and some of them have either turned into zombies or cannot be found.
Time flies.
Duan Feng stood in the air, connecting to "Elysium".
Transport ships flew out of the space-time passage, numbering thousands.
"Clean up all the zombies around." Duan Feng ordered indifferently.
A hundred of them descended in height and landed on the street.
Then, one by one, the Z5 robots jumped down, scattered in formation and began to clean up the surrounding zombies.
The crisp sound of gunfire sounded rhythmically on the empty street, and the heads of the zombies attracted by the sound continued to burst out of the bloody holes the size of fingers.
Every second, countless zombies fall under the guns of the Z5 robots, and the zombies in the streets around the umbrella company are also wiped out at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
Occasionally, there are zombies hidden in the house that pounce next to the Z5 robot, but Wuyi is not kicked away, and then a few shots are made.
Bullets are spit out like money, and the Z5 robots that make up two companies advance step by step and rapidly, with the umbrella company as the center, radiating outward to clean up the zombies.
Moreover, countless survivors poked their heads out of hiding places and looked in the direction of the Umbrella Company.
To the north, a large tide of corpses rushed to the Umbrella Company.
In the air, Duan Feng naturally saw the tide of corpses swarming from the north, and the tide-like zombie crowds blocked several streets, rushing here in chaos.
Duan Feng's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Go down to the four companies and encircle and suppress the corpse tide in the north." ”
Two hundred ships immediately descended in altitude, releasing four thousand Z5 robots.
As soon as the tide of corpses came into range, the sound of gunfire immediately enveloped the entire area, and no sound could be heard again, only a single gunshot.
"Dada...... Dadada......"
The zombies fell in pieces, and the bullets that flew out of the sky were like an invisible wall, blocking the zombies' footsteps.
The corpses of the zombies continued to accumulate, and they continued to accumulate, forming a 'heavenly moat'.
More than 100,000 zombies were not allowed to enter for a while, and the corpses continued to pile up, and every zombie that climbed up the corpse pile almost became a part of the corpse pile.
The gunfire never stopped, and a pile of bullet casings piled up under the feet of each Z5 robot, more than a quarter of the bullets were consumed, and the number of corpses was indeed only half.
Death and maiming mean nothing to the zombies, they still surged forward one after the other, like moths to a fire, towards the sound.
The corpse wall continued to pile up, and the countless zombies behind persistently climbed over the corpse wall, although once they climbed the corpse wall, they ushered in bullet headshots.
The z5 robot's marksmanship is very accurate, but even so, it can't shoot the head, there are always endless bullets that deviate, hit the zombie's body, and break the zombie to pieces.
and then trampled by the corpses behind, the squeeze of the corpse wall.
It turned into meat sauce completely, and it was impossible to tell that it was originally a humanoid creature.
Half an hour later, the gunfire completely stopped, the barrel of the G79 machine gun was faintly hot, and the muzzle of the gun was filled with smoke. Piles of shells covered the ground.
On the opposite side, a corpse wall more than ten meters high that spanned several streets stood, and the ground could no longer be seen under the corpse wall, and the half-coagulated blood was like a small stream close to the corpse wall.
And in this blood-colored stream, the hideous head with severed hands and feet, half-open, and still flowing out of the things in the brain, floated past the eyes dragging the tail of the optic nerve from time to time, and everything was so disgusting.
At the very least, most of the people in the Paris branch base had vomited, and they seemed to feel the thick blood and stench just by looking at the picture.
Duan Feng frowned, the smell emanating from the corpse wall was so strong that Duan Feng, who was more than two thousand meters away, had a feeling of wanting to vomit.
"No, I can't stand it!" Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he instantly rushed back to the underground base.
Only the Z5 robot remained around, unstimulated by the foul smell.
"These corpses must be disposed of, and if they continue to pile up like this, I am afraid that a great plague will breed." Duan Feng frowned, after all, there were countless survivors inside and outside the city of Paris, and if they were left alone, it was estimated that not many people would survive.
"Burn them, burn them."
Immediately, Duan Feng ordered the technicians to find all the gas stations, and then sent the Z5 robot to carry them.
Barrels of gasoline poured on the corpse wall, making the already weird-looking corpse wall even more disgusting.
Thousands of barrels of gasoline covered the entire wall, which was then avoided by all Z5 robots, and finally a bullet landed on the wall.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a flame shot into the sky and immediately covered the corpse wall.
The wall of corpses seemed to have become a wall of flames.
Although it didn't smell it, everyone in the entire base could imagine that the smell of burnt corpses, coupled with the rotting stench of the zombies themselves, was ......
The picture is so beautiful that no one dares to think about it.