"Hurry up! After sending this trip, you can rest, everyone work hard. ”

Yang Chen shouted at Tian Yu and the others, then picked up the box with the barrel and trotted into another room. Tian Yu, Che Xun and others, who were extremely tired from high-intensity labor, mustered up their strength, put the ammunition box on their sore shoulders, and gritted their teeth and carried them into the room.

"Ah~~!!"

Suddenly, the soldier in the room who was holding a machine gun was pierced by a black backstab shot from the window. Screaming and falling to the ground. The squad leader next to him took out his pistol, sighed and pulled the trigger on the desperate soldier, and the screams stopped abruptly. "Carry it out!"

Yang Chen and Che Xun were surprised and lifted the body and put it outside the door. At first, they were very panicked about this kind of thing, but now they are used to it, and a large number of soldiers are killed every day, and all they see is bright red blood. The ground of the entire transport channel has long been drenched in blood, I don't know how many times.

Putting down the last box of bullets, Yang Chen and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and Che Xun cheered up, turned the car around, and drove back to the No. 39 arsenal. After handing over the car to the next transport class, Yang Chen and the others followed the corridor under the city wall and returned to the barracks next to the city wall.

Finding their room, Yang Chen and the others simply ate a few bites, washed their faces, and then fell on the bed, snoring in just a few tens of seconds.

Since they arrived in the army, Yang Chen and the seven of them were arranged to a transportation squad, and 4 people were added, with Yang Chen as the temporary squad leader, and then they were sent to the city wall

Dongcheng Headquarters,

Guan Tao's eyes were red and he looked at the staff officer who was reporting to him.

"....... March 19, 7,972 soldiers were killed, on March 20, 9,321 soldiers were killed, on March 21, 8,794 soldiers were killed, and from March 17 to 21, a total of 52,709 soldiers were killed in these five days. But the replenishment was only 20,000. ”

Guan Tao rubbed his aching temples, waved his hand to stop the staff officer's report, and then picked up the special line on the table.

"Hey! I'm Guan Tao. General Zhao, I need soldiers! There are not as many soldiers as killed in battle! If this continues, sooner or later, the city wall will not be able to hold it! ”

"General Guan! It's not that I'm complaining, it's that there are no more soldiers. In the past few days, people in Chengdu have been panicking, and no one has taken the initiative to sign up at all, and I have forcibly recruited all the middle-aged men over 20 years old in the city into the army. In the conscription, you can only catch some child soldiers! ”

"I don't care! All I need is soldiers! Without soldiers, the walls can't be defended, and you're responsible! ”

Guan Haitao pressed the phone fiercely and said to the staff officer next to him: "The military government has no supplementary troops for the time being, so you let the transport soldiers take the top first!" ”

"Yes!"

The staff officer turned to leave, and Guan Tao collapsed weakly on the chair. From the beginning of the war to the present, it has been 6 whole days, and the eastern city wall he is in charge of has been under the greatest pressure. Of the initial 1 million reinforcements, 700,000 entered the position, and the combat troops on the entire eastern wall have exceeded 1.3 million. But the firepower is still not strong enough. In particular, there are more and more zombies, and all kinds of zombies with strange abilities continue to appear, and the casualties are very heavy. What's more, zombies don't know tiredness and are not afraid of death, but people are not made of iron! In the past few days, the zombies have been attacking the city day and night, and the soldiers defending have changed from two shifts to three shifts and four shifts. But it is still exhausted, and many casualties are caused by exhaustion.

As a large number of zombies began to appear west of Chengdu, the transportation capacity was greatly reduced. The date of the completion of the city's retreat has been postponed again and again, and now it has become three months. It's hard!

…………………

"Hey! Wake up!! ”

"Huh? What's wrong with Che Xun. Yang Chen looked at his watch in a daze: "It's not enough time for the shift, let me sleep again." ”

"It's not! We were just informed that we will go to the front tomorrow! ”

"What? Going to the front tomorrow? Yang Chen's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden. What's going on? Aren't we auxiliaries? Isn't going to the front line to die? ”

"I don't know! Just now, an officer said that at 8 a.m. tomorrow, he asked our entire squad to report to Position 51. ”

"I'll wipe his whole family!" Yang Chen scolded fiercely, opened the door, but found two soldiers with loaded guns standing at the door, staring at him coldly, and quickly closed the door.

"Position 51 is the place with the worst casualties on the entire city wall, known as Hell 51, how could it arrange for us to go! A bunch of bastards! ”

There was someone watching outside the door, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to, so Yang Chen fell weakly on the bed

The eastern city wall is in an irregular arc, and Position 51 is located at the very top of the arc. You have to face the tremendous pressure of the zombie army in three directions at the same time. Therefore, the people who are responsible for defending this place are the elite soldiers in the city defense force, but even so, the huge casualties have also caused the defense troops of position 51 to change one after another. At least one-third of the soldiers killed each day were on Position 51. Position 51 became a literal mill of flesh and blood. Often, the soldiers of a regiment have just risen to the top, and at the end of the day they will be almost fought. Therefore, some veterans preferred to disobey orders rather than be transferred to position 51. The command had no choice but to push the recruits up one by one.

This is the basic situation of the No. 51 position that Yang Chen knows.

Position 51 was also a taboo in the arsenal, and many of the ammunition transporters were often detained by red-eyed combat troops, at least who had seen blood. At the beginning, Yang Chen was glad that he was not assigned to Area 51, but now he wants to join this flesh mill.

Although he was helpless, Yang Chen still had to come to the No. 51 position. As a deserter? This also had to avoid the heavily guarded guards, and once in position, unless ordered to do so, they would be shot by the Overseers on the opposite side as soon as they left the battle room. And for deserters, anyone has the right to be killed on the spot. Yang Chen and the others followed the people from the headquarters nervously to the exclusive military camp of the No. 51 position.

"Report! There are 3,155 recruits in the regiment, and there are 3,015 people, please accept it! ”

"Well, you go down." A tired colonel saw off the men of the command, and then walked up to the trembling more than 3,000 people.

"Do you know why 150 people didn't arrive?"

There was no gnawing sound below, and the colonel's eyes suddenly swept like a knife over the recruits below, and his sharp eyes made everyone dare not look at him.

"Tell you, they're dead! Some of them are deserters, some are clever and want to evade conscription by self-harm, but! The colonel paused: "We don't want cowards in position 51, let alone waste!" If anyone wants to be garbage, let me know and I'll keep you from going to war right away!! ”

More than 3,000 people were silent, each with a pale face. The colonel's words dispelled everyone's luck, if you want to escape, there is only one end, and that is to kill on the spot!

"Horse Counselor!"

"Here!"

"Yesterday the 3rd and 5th battalions suffered the most casualties, and you sent half of them over. The rest were sent to the front according to the casualties! ”

"Yes!"

Yang Chen's more than 1,500 people were divided into two teams and drove into two roads. From time to time along the way, people were sent into the fighting room next to the transport road, and in just ten minutes of marching, the entire long line was reduced by more than half.

"Five rows in a row, you go to room 311!"

Yang Chen's transport platoon, which was the third platoon of the fifth company, heard the voice of Staff Officer Ma, and more than 20 people stopped in fear. Yang Chen noticed that this section of the transportation road was a slightly convex "V" shape, and Room 311 was at the very top of this "V" shape. And the gunshots coming from the room were the loudest on this floor. Yang Chen's face turned pale all of a sudden. This 311 battle room is one of the six positions with the heaviest casualties in Position 51.

"Get in!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen calmed down and walked into this battle room where he was about to fight and was likely to die here.

Room 311 was bigger than every room Yang Chen had ever seen. Moreover, there were at least thirty people in the room, and more than half of them were working on the nine machine guns in the room, and the loud roar and the sweltering temperature in the room made Yang Chen's head slightly dizzy. Some resting soldiers next to him just glanced at Yang Chen's recruits coldly when they saw them, and continued to close their eyes and rest.

Yang Chen and Che Xun were assigned to the No. 5 machine gun position

"I'm your squad leader Ma Shan, and the two of you know each other, so that's good. Listen, this place is no better than other positions, be careful and careful, one more eye may save your life. Okay, what's your name? ”

"My name is Che Xun"

"My name is Yang Chen."

"En" Ma Shan nodded and said, "I know, you two will watch it first, and I'll arrange it later." Go over there and rest. ”

Yang Chen nodded, and casually found two ammunition boxes in the corner and sat down.

Yang Chen noticed that all the machine guns in this room were domestic Type 89 12.7mm anti-aircraft heavy machine guns. Next to each heavy machine gun there were four. One person is responsible for firing the gun, and one is responsible for feeding the ammunition. The other two stood on either side of the machine gun, clinging to an iron pole. At the other end of the pole was a steel plate, which appeared to be facing the firing port.

Yang Chen has been delivering ammunition for a while, and other rooms also have this thing, but he has never known what this steel plate is used for.

"Drop~~!!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded in the room, and the faces of the people around him changed drastically. The ammunition and ammunition operators struggled to pull the machine gun back, and then crawled out of the firing port. Before Yang Chen could react, the two people holding the rope pulled down hard.

With a bang, the steel plate fell heavily, and the firing port was completely blocked.

"Snatch and snatch!!"

There was a dense clash of gold and iron, as if a sledgehammer was constantly knocking on the steel plate. And the "u"

"Day! Those hateful mutant pigs again, how many times has the old horse been today? ”

"7 times? I don't know. Ma Shan spread his hands, took out a cigarette and smoked it.

If Yang Chen could be outside the city wall, he would see that the entire sky had completely turned black. I don't know how many arrows cover the sky and the sun, and the outer wall of the Chengdu city wall has long been occupied by countless arrows.

And in the distance, countless mutated zombie hedgehogs covered with hard backstabs were densely lined up. Countless fires continued to rise in the ranks of zombie hedgehogs, but the zombie hedgehogs continued to shoot backstabs at the city wall without care.

Each zombie hedgehog has about a hundred backstabs, and after launching the backstabs, the zombie hedgehog seems to be greatly injured and staggers backwards. There are countless corpses over there, some human, but many more zombies.

Other zombies generally only eat meat, but these zombie hedgehogs eat all meat and bones. If someone is around, they will definitely be scared half to death by a large rattling sound.

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