The middle-aged officer looked at the young man in front of him in some surprise, and after he confirmed that the other party was not a fool, he asked, "Do you know what more than 50,000 zombies mean?" ”

Lin Yi shook his head a little dazedly, he hadn't dealt with large-scale zombies for a few days. However, in his opinion, the human thermal weapon is so powerful, it is not so difficult to deal with these zombies.

"Type C zombies, you know, that is, zombies with human intelligence." The middle-aged officer simply said it directly.

Lin Yi nodded, how could he forget that figure.

"50,000 zombies gathered together to attack a small city, then it means that there are C-type zombies among these zombies. Although they have no weapons, they have strong vitality, and coupled with the command of the C-type zombies, even a standard 10,000-person division is in danger of being wiped out in front of this force.

Initially, the military did not intend to let private forces interfere in this matter, and sent a bombardment squadron to prepare to kill the zombies. But most of these zombies were scattered under the organized command, and there were only a few thousand zombies who really besieged the small city. As a result, the bombers could not effectively hit the zombies, and those besieging the perimeter of the town could not be killed, because the power of the bombs was enough to affect the town.

But this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that these zombies don't know where to get a batch of iron rods, as soon as the bombers approach, they directly throw the iron rods in their hands. Every time thousands of bombers in unison with iron rods slaughtered in the air, no matter how low the mission success rate was, at least dozens of iron bars were inserted into the fuselage. After such waves, the Air Force also suffered heavy losses. In the end, after reluctantly reluctantly dropping supplies into the town a few times, the military did not plan to continue wasting resources. The middle-aged officer explained helplessly, and he also knew that the military had done its duty. Due to the rapid spread of zombies, many places fell without reacting, and many material reserves did not have time to be transferred. These strategic materials are not completely produced in one place, and many of them are used for a little less. It can be said that unless it is a real moment of life and death, the military does not dare to do its best to mobilize resources to rescue.

Lin Yi lowered his head and muttered for a moment and said, "I will try my best to find other mercenary groups to cooperate!" ”

The middle-aged officer shook Lin Yi's hand, his eyes full of gratitude. Lin Yi was a little strange why the other party valued that town so much, but others didn't say it, and he didn't ask after all.

"Boy, if you can find another mercenary group of eight hundred people, you can contact me!" The lone wolf threw something to Lin Yi, but it was a metal sign with a roaring wolf's head.

Lin Yi just wanted to say something, but when he saw the lone wolf shake his hand, he had already walked out in a few flashes. But at the same time, Lin Yi's heart was also slightly relieved, the other party still had a chance to help, so there was still hope. However, as for the lone wolf looking for someone to assassinate him, since the other party didn't mention it, then let's wait until this mission is completed. Now that time is urgent, Lin Yi also needs to discuss things with other mercenary groups, and the middle-aged officer also has a lot to prepare.

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The city of Vernon is not very far from the defense area of Greater Paris, but at this moment, it is like a moat between her and the defense area is out of reach. What was once a small town with a long history and idyllic scenery has now become a dead land, with patches of zombies scattered in every abandoned building, waiting for the last bloodthirsty madness.

The makeshift blackened city wall was full of people, everyone's face was full of tiredness, the eye sockets on the sallow face were deeply sunken, and there was despair in the eyes, but also there was an unyielding fighting spirit. The battle had been going on for three days and three nights, and the townspeople, men and women, young and old, stood at the walls to guard their homeland with all the weapons they could fight.

The zombie attacks have been carried out again and again, and their resistance has continued again and again. From the first heart-rending howls when they saw their relatives and friends being gnawed into a pile of dry bones by zombies, to now seeing zombies, the only thing they do is to fearlessly rush up and fight. The fighter jets came a few times, but they all came back, and there were too many bloodthirsty demons scattered around, and they were too witty. The Vernons slowly despaired, but they did not take a step back. They are waiting, and hope will come.

"Emma, go down, it's my turn." A thin-skinned boy of about sixteen or seventeen years of age walked up behind a girl of about twenty years of age with dazzling blond hair with a machete for chopping wood.

The girl named Emma looked at the setting sun and began to fear in her heart. When the sun enters the horizon, that is, when the zombies attack, they will fight against the walls until they take the place. The boy behind Emma was called Briss, a nice name, but now the big-headed boy looked a little sad. He liked this beautiful girl named Emma, but it seemed that Emma had never looked at him positively.

Emma turned her head and looked at the somewhat thin teenager, feeling inexplicably moved. In the past three days, he took the initiative to change himself to guard the city wall, and everyone knew that the zombie attack at night was more fierce, but he didn't care, and always took the initiative to take on the city defense work at night. It's just that Emma's heart already belongs, and she can only shake her head silently about the freckle-headed boy in front of her.

Briss looked at Emma stubbornly, hoping that she could have a good chat with him, but unfortunately Emma just bowed politely and left in a panic.

The last rays of sunlight had been swallowed up by the night, and the zombies that had been guarding outside the city walls roared and undulated. The howls that pierced the sky were like the trumpets of the Grim Reaper of Hell, urging them to harvest the lives of the wretched. Bruce shook the sharpened machete in his hand, and his thin body seemed to be blown away at any moment in the night wind. He is only a supplementary force in the second echelon, and the real defense in front still depends on those adults who have thermal weapons.

"Teams ready to fight!" A hoarse shout came from one of the highest lookout posts at the top of the wall.

The next moment, the wall was lit up with dazzling lights, which seemed to guide people in the direction of progress.

"Roaring ......"

"Roaring ......"

"Roaring ......"

Three roars rang out from below the walls, signaling that they were going to attack. They don't need to boost morale, because they don't know what to fear, because they need the flesh and blood of those people.

The moment the order was given, the battle began!

The long-awaited zombies desperately climbed along the city walls, using their companions' rotting and smelly bodies as ladders to climb, stretching out their dark claws to scratch the mottled walls so that they could climb higher.

"Da Da Da!" The muzzle of the heavy machine gun arranged at the head of the wall is lowered, and a strong man is standing on the edge of the wall with his feet on the edge of the wall, shooting at the climbing zombies. Next to the heavy machine gun is operated by a machine gunner, one is responsible for reloading. Orange bullet casings were already piling up on the walls with the Heavy firing from the Heavy, but they knew that it wasn't enough. Heavy machine guns are also on standby with shotguns, and they are responsible for destroying the zombies that rush up. When a powerful shotgun hits a zombie's head, even the most powerful zombie will eventually turn into a pile of carrion. But there are always accidents, and those zombies that slip through the net will be handed over to the person who has reached out and solved it directly with a knife. After all, those terrifying-looking ordinary zombies are not very strong in combat power alone.

Dense zombies instantly covered the entire wall, and they were like spiders with only four legs, clinging to the wall.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The heavy machine gun mercilessly blasted zombie after zombie in the head, broke the arm, broke the calf, and pierced the chest. But no matter how fierce the firepower is, it can't stop the progress of these zombies, and they only have one attachment in their minds, to eat all the flesh and blood that can be eaten.

"Fuel ready!" There were already too many zombies crawling close to the wall in the dead end of the heavy machine gun. Once these zombies break through the defenses, that's when Pandora's box opens.

All kinds of pungent fuel poured out of the barrels that originally contained wine, and a magnificent picture of water curtains was formed on the city walls.

A flame lit up at the top ......of the wall, and then the entire wall lit up every few meters.

The flames fell, with a bit of determination.

"Huhu" The zombies who were soaked in fuel instantly caught fire, and the originally dark wall instantly turned into a sea of fire.

"Crackle!" The zombies in the fire made a strange noise because of the burning of the flames. The scorching smell spread with a hint of blood, and the wisps of mist that had just risen during the night disappeared without a trace under the evaporation of the flames. But as the burning continued, black smoke began to rise, choking everyone coughing.

Zombies don't feel pain, so even if all the flames are on their bodies, they will continue to move forward until they become ashes.

"Spear team ready!" Those "flame zombies" climbed up desperately, and the threat was too great compared to ordinary zombies, after all, there were flames and combustibles everywhere.

"Drink!" With a burst of applause, the pikes instantly lined up behind the machine gunners and shotgunners, ready to stop the zombies rushing up at any time.

A dazzling forest of guns was erected at the head of the wall, densely arranged in several rows. These crudely crafted spears were made from iron rods thrown by zombies before, and even had blood stains on them from the Vernons who had been impaled through them by iron rods.

"Whew!" A fiery zombie climbed up to the wall, and a second one appeared...... The tenth also came.