Leswell was a heavy firefighter who was part of the 101st Airborne Division, which was based near New York City.

Leswell's company was transferred here by Thompson, who and a comrade were assigned an anti-aircraft machine gun, and the two were positioned behind the dock line.

This is the third time that the anti-aircraft machine gun has malfunctioned, the perimeter of the anti-aircraft gun position is sprinkled with shells, and the huge barrel of the machine gun has been turned red.

"Rush to repair, cool down immediately!"

Leswell shouted, and he and his comrade busied. The two men dragged the high-pressure water cannon, and Leswell poured cold water directly on the machine gun.

This is an emergency maintenance method, the anti-aircraft machine gun began to jam often because of overheating, and after using this cooling measure many times, this anti-aircraft machine gun will definitely not be able to be saved.

As soon as the barrel cooled, Leswell was unloaded, and the stuck chain finally came loose.

After dealing with the malfunction of the machine gun, Leswell sat down on the turret again, "Ah! With Leswell's wild screams, the massive weapon began to roar again.

"Da, da, da, da......"

The dense ammunition drew chains of fire in the night sky, and the chains of fire swept over the tide of zombies that came up like an ant colony, and those zombies were easily swept in two by anti-aircraft machine gun bullets.

"Ah...... Die monsters! ”

Leswell yelled, his face flushed with excitement, Leswell controlled the anti-aircraft machine gun to turn left and right, the red bullet chain shot through the rushing zombies, and then bombarded the tall buildings in the distance.

The concrete walls of the building were like splashing water, and pieces of cement and porcelain were blown away, and anti-aircraft machine gun bullets left a serpentine trail on the wall.

The crazy Leswell had already taken off the eardrum protector, and the huge roar of the anti-aircraft machine gun shook his ears to "buzz", and the only thing left in Leswell's world was the sound of machine gun bullets.

"Prepare to load!"

Leswell shouted, and the muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun was aimed at the nearest rush of corpses, and the rush of corpses swept into the sky like a wave, and the crisis over there was temporarily suppressed.

"Reload!"

Leswell was a very experienced soldier, and he knew that the machine gun would not last long without looking at the magazine, but strangely enough, Leswell's order was not responded to by his comrades.

"Click, click", the machine gun finally came with the sound of idling, the chain was emptied, and the anti-aircraft machine gun stopped.

"Jones, what are you doing?"

Leswell's ears were "buzzing", and he shouted loudly towards the auxiliary gun emplacement, but Leswell did not see Jones above the gun emplacement.

Confused, Leswell stepped out of the gun position, and he walked over to the place where the ammunition was stacked.

Here Leswell was also nowhere to be seen, and the comrade-in-arms disappeared.

"Jones, Jones......"

Leswell shouted loudly, and he searched around the neighborhood, where Leswell found a shoe near a sewer exit.

The lace of the shoe was broken, and it was clearly broken off. The shoes that fell were left near the mouth of the sewer well, and the manhole cover of the sewer had been opened.

"Jones, Jones, are you down there?"

Leswell drew his pistol, he assumed a defensive posture, and Leswell slowly walked towards the mouth of the well.

Standing at the mouth of the well, Leswell smelled the strong smell of blood, and he saw the sewage rippling in the sewers, and a rag floating on top of it.

"Jones, are you down there?"

Getting down on one knee, Leswell slowly reached into the well, his gun aimed at the sewage below.

Just as Leswell was taking a closer look, he heard a "bang", and the sewage in the sewer suddenly exploded, and a pale "corpse" pounced on it.

"Ahh

The screams were only half uttered, and Lyles was dragged into the sewers, and a steady stream of gunfire came from the mouth of the pipe.

……

More and more bad news was transmitted to the aircraft carrier, and Thompson's heart became tighter and tighter.

Nearly half of the weapons began to fail, ammunition began to strain, support planes were no longer flying, and Thompson was no longer able to contact the military airfield.

"Sir, we may not be able to stand it."

The staff officer issued a warning to Thompson, but Thompson remained glued to the line of numbers in front of him:

There are still more than 2,000 civilians who have not been evacuated, and even more than 3,000 soldiers stationed on the pier -- to evacuate now means that the army has abandoned its mission of protecting the people.

Just as Thompson was hesitating, a chaotic sound suddenly came from within the communication system, and alarms were transmitted from various positions at the same time:

"Oh no, there are a lot of zombies in the position, and they have launched an attack on us."

"Ah, the tank battalion has fallen, and the monsters have stormed the position."

"Da, da, da, da......"

"They're coming out of the sewers......"

"Da, da...... Boom ......"

The entire communication system was instantly chaotic, and the dock was in chaos.

Cold sweat instantly covered Thompson's whole body, and he immediately gave the order:

"All the troops of the aircraft carrier attacked, and immediately evacuated the people on the pier back, and the aircraft carrier entered a state of first-level combat readiness."

The chaos lasted all night, all the weapons on the carrier were sent out, and the fighting on the docks became even more intense.

The civilians watching the battle from the deck were driven back to the cabin, and those who protested saw the fierce soldiers.

When they retreated completely into the cabin, they saw that the night sky was half reddened.

This emergency evacuation was completely in a state of chaos, the aircraft carrier was simply robbing people with zombies, and the entire port was in chaos.

By the time dawn came, the aircraft carrier had already abandoned the evacuation force, it had sailed out of the port area, and the aircraft carrier retreated towards the open sea.

Most of the soldiers who were evacuated were wounded, and many of them were accidentally injured by their own bullets.

Thompson had demarcated the quarantine area above the deck, not forgetting the contagious nature of the virus, where wounded soldiers were gathered and where paramedics would distinguish between their injuries.

The aircraft carrier was moving slowly, the sea was split by huge ships, and Thompson looked down with a gloomy face.

In the distance, there was still the sound of gunfire in the direction of the harbor, and it was the soldiers who had been abandoned there who were stubbornly resisting, but the rumble had slowly faded.

On the deck, the wounded soldiers sighed and screamed, and the medical staff were still rushing to rescue the wounded, but there were always unfortunate people dying every moment.

A tear flowed out of the corner of Thompson's eye, and he knew that he had been defeated, and he had been defeated completely—as a soldier, he had left the battlefield, he had abandoned his troops, and he would never be able to stand up again in his life.

"Death has just begun!"

Suddenly Thompson's mind saw what the stranger had said.

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