Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about Wang Le's face suddenly turned cloudy, and ordered Wang Le to take out the gasoline they had buried in the trap in the center of the gathering place, make all the incendiary bombs, and then re-focus his eyes on the zombies on the other side.

At the moment when he was talking to Wang Le, the corpses of the zombies almost covered the white bones on the other side, and countless zombies were no longer walking on the white bones, but on the corpses of the same kind, and the black sea of zombies in the distance seemed to be ready to launch.

The sea of zombies is moving, only Zhang Xiaoqiang and a few people can see it, and the others are attracted by the zombies attacking in scattered lines, and the sea of corpses gathered by countless zombies is like a mountain and a wall, slowly pressing up step by step, and the land on the two-kilometer section is like being swallowed by the black tide, and the ground slowly disappears, replacing countless black and swarthy zombies.

The zombies slowly advanced two kilometers away, walking very steadily, so that the shooting team members could not feel that the zombies were moving, as the zombies advanced from two kilometers away to one and a half kilometers, many people reacted, their hearts suddenly tightened, the speed of the gun increased again, and the stormy bullets flew towards those scattered zombies.

The sea of zombies is still advancing steadily, countless zombies are diverting and spreading from the sea of zombies, and the zombies that are replenished and consumed are rushing forward, boundless, deep as the sea of corpses is like a huge honeycomb, slowly moving towards the wall, and between the moves, countless small black dots spread out from the honeycomb, and they rushed to the gathering place first, just like countless bees looking for pollen and nectar.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes have been staring at the slow-moving sea of corpses, the slow movement of the sea of corpses has brought them a lot of pressure, almost bending Zhang Xiaoqiang's straight back, Huang Quan beside Zhang Xiaoqiang is giving various combat orders, while looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to give the order to open fire.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the boundless sea of corpses in the distance, and felt that he was facing the ancient demon army, and the countless warriors on the two walls around him were waiting for the final battle, although there were countless warriors by his side, he didn't feel a sense of security, as if he had become standing alone in the wilderness, silently waiting for the demon sea to drown him.

The sound of gunfire, shouts, and the rustle of the zombie sea moving on the opposite side intertwined and twisted in mid-air, forming a wave with a strong breath of death, overwhelmingly pressing towards the center of the gathering place, and then suddenly dispersed, causing every survivor who heard the sound to change color.

When the sea of zombies approached a kilometer away, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to stare at Huang Quan, Zhang Xiaoqiang's staring eyes looked at Huang Quan with solemnity, nodded heavily, Huang Quan bowed his head, and gave an order to the heavy artillery team that was waiting for him.

"Boom ......"

The cannon roared, the cannonballs pulled out a long whistling sound in the sky, several huge fireballs exploded in the sea of corpses, in the smoke of gunpowder, dozens of zombies flew into the sky in the firelight, as if scattered, divided into several pieces and fell around, the fireballs were extinguished, the smoke of gunpowder was not dispersed, and dozens of meters of blank space were cleared from the place of the explosion, countless zombies were knocked down by the air waves, and more zombies were like sea water flowing back, and the gap was filled in just a few seconds, and all the fallen zombies were trampled under the feet of other zombies.

Each cannonball can tear dozens of zombies, overturn hundreds of zombies, and each cannonball can kill and injure nearly two hundred zombies, but unfortunately, it has no great impact on the group of more than one million corpses, just like stones thrown into a calm lake, even if the stones are big, they will dissipate without a trace if they set off a few waves.

Of course, large-caliber shells are not useless at all, at least let the zombies advance at the same time, they can fall a large number of troops, at a kilometer, the zombies are still in just a few minutes, at least 100 shells explode in it, and the shrapnel and air waves of the explosion of 100 shells have made the sea of corpses lose nearly 10,000 zombies, and the zombies overturned by the air waves are trampled to death by the feet of 10,000 zombies in the sea of corpses, if Zhang Xiaoqiang has enough cannons, the area of the battlefield is narrower, maybe, the sea of zombies will be killed by a third before it is close to the wall.

There are only five cannons, each cannon has only 300 shells, and the cannon has a little more shells, and there are only 900 76mm high-explosive shells, Zhang Xiaoqiang also expects to use these shells to eliminate the Z-type zombies, at this time the cannon is just to boost the morale of the team, after five minutes of artillery fire, the cannon is silent again, and the zombie sea is still overwhelming towards the wall.

The artillery fire is not completely useless, the zombie sea finally no longer spreads scattered zombies, and adjusts in the march to form a whole to rush towards the wall, maybe those Z-shaped zombies also realize that the scattered zombies have little effect on the wall, when the number can not form an absolute advantage, it will only be broken by each one.

The sea of zombies rushed to the wall step by step, the soldiers on the first layer of the wall were a little chilled, their wall was only four meters, the traces of the last battle were still under the wall, countless white bones were built into a slope, and the end of the slope was the head of the wall, in case of being approached by those zombies, the zombies would rush up the slope, there was no moat, no cover, they would definitely not last long, and they looked up at the wall behind them from time to time, hoping that the commanders above could let them withdraw as soon as possible.

When the zombies approached to a distance of eight hundred meters, all the 12.7 mm heavy machine guns fired at the same time, and one hundred and forty or fifty huge light chains spread horizontally, weaving a large net covering several kilometers on the battlefield.

More than 100 heavy machine guns are like plowshares that can be extended infinitely, plowing out a large ditch that cannot be filled in the tide of corpses, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is standing on the wall, is the fire of more than 100 heavy machine guns, and the ups and downs of the stirring heart can not be suppressed, more than 100 thick chains of light set off a tsunami-like wave in the sea of zombies, countless zombies turned into fragments, were rolled up in the air, and fell down one after another, and at the same time as falling, new pieces flew into the air again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have the heart to see the metal frenzy set off by more than a hundred heavy machine guns, he only stared at the zombies, the broken corpses set off by the metal storm in the corpse tide were like a thick rain curtain, shrouded in the top of the sea of corpses, the broken corpses seemed to be endless, as long as the projectile unfolded, there were broken corpses flying, and then, Zhang Xiaoqiang's keen vision found that the seemingly unstoppable tide of zombies had fallen apart, and on the neat and dense horizontal line, countless huge gaps appeared in the sea of corpses, although the sea of zombies was still filling in a steady stream, But the speed of filling could not keep up with the speed at which they were suppressed, and the zombies finally began to slowly crack and break into several pieces, and in some places, the zombies were slowly suppressed backwards, and in some places, because of the mesh of the firepower net, they broke away from the large army and began to move forward.

The tide of the sea of zombies dispersed at once, countless zombies poured towards the wall in groups, and more zombies were suppressed by heavy machine guns, at this time most people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, as long as the zombies would not all bet, give them a chance to break through.

Seeing that the tide of the zombie sea was suppressed, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt comfortable in his heart, but it was a pity, because of the need to weave firepower, many places could not be taken into account, the zombie tide was divided into three parts, and the distance of six hundred meters was close to the wall, although they made nearly half of the zombie sea unable to enter, but they could not stop the other half.

Even if only half of the corpse tide rushed towards the wall, the pressure faced by the soldiers on the wall did not decrease in the slightest, not to mention half, even if it was only half of the half, it was ten times more than the soldiers on the wall, compared to before, even if there were only one or two thousand zombies covering the front line, it was completely different from heaven and earth.

Just when the riflemen were anxious, more than a dozen muffled sounds sounded on the wall, "all ......"

The long-awaited 82mm mortar was finally launched, this time, the 82mm mortar was replenished by more than 4,000 shells, and more than ten black shadows swept through the sky and smashed into the corpses, the fire burst, and countless black smoke rose and swirled from the tide of corpses.