Chapter 11: Are Your Claws Strong, or Are My Guns Fierce?

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"Fire!"

With a wave of Chen Jie's hand, an orange-red flame suddenly appeared on Huang Yangmei's only dozen or so rocket launchers of different models, and the shells rushed out and whistled in the air. Just a few seconds later, it exploded in the crowd of zombies, lifting them off one by one and dismembering them in the air.

But the shelling could not stop the movement of the zombie herd, and the high-level zombies in the corpse herd began to sprint.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of the sheer size seemed to make the ground tremble, and everyone on the city wall turned pale.

Some timid people have an urge to retreat.

"Steady, steady......"

The squad leaders brandished their swords and ran and shouted on the city walls, relieving the negative impact of the soldiers and warriors, and slightly strengthening their determination to stay.

As the huge mass of corpses continued to move, most of the people on the city wall turned pale, their bodies trembled slightly, and their hands holding weapons turned a little white from too much force.

The thought of fighting the zombies below that was as dense as ants made many people tremble in their legs and break out in a cold sweat.

On the city wall, only Chen Jie's elite evolutionary team, which had fought with zombies many times, could still look coldly at the endless sea of corpses below.

The rest of the more than 400 survivor combat teams that Chen Jie had just trained in were also trembling with their legs and their faces pale just by seeing the huge group of corpses.

The huge group of corpses slowly moved towards the yellow bayberry, and every time it approached, it would bring a point of pressure to the people on the city wall. If it weren't for the six-meter-high city wall that Shen Xiaodong had taken precautions before, I am afraid that most of the people would have collapsed with fright and fled in all directions.

"Team Chen, these zombies, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands, right?" Zhou Zheng stood beside Chen Jie, looking at the zombies like a sea, his face was a little ugly.

The group of corpses was larger than any time Chen Jie had ever encountered. The black pressure was overwhelming, like ants, and the group of corpses encountered during the retreat could not be compared to it at all.

"There should be about 100,000 zombies!"

Chen Jie looked at the huge group of corpses, and the pressure in his heart was also extremely great. In the face of the huge sea of corpses, even if he had a city wall to rely on, he didn't have much confidence to hold the base.

Although there are more than 1,000 people in the base, there are only less than 500 people who really have the courage to fight the zombies and form an effective killing force. One thousand to one hundred thousand, that means that a person has to destroy more than a hundred zombies on average, which is too difficult.

The verdant crop field was trampled by high-level zombies, and after a while, it was submerged and devoured by the zombies that followed.

The high-level zombies that appeared at the bottom of the hillside did not hesitate, and climbed on this slope.

"Oil!"

Chen Jie's indifferent voice sounded, and the thick pipes stretched out from the city wall spewed out streams of grease, forming a wave of water that poured down to the bottom. The grease falls onto the slope and then covers the smooth slope paved with cement oil and flows downward.

In the blink of an eye, this huge slope is covered with golden oil, and in the sun, it is golden and beautiful.

The high-level zombies that rushed up the slope, like funny clowns, stood unsteadily under this grease, were thrown on all fours, and then slid down to the bottom of the mountain. Some high-level zombies who had just reached the slope body slipped and fell one after another, using their hands and feet together, but there was no place for them to stabilize their feet.

Chen Jie stood on one leg with his hands in his hands, his eyes were flat.

And the people on the city wall let out bursts of cheers when they saw the miraculous slope with grease.

However, this kind of cheering, which was only the beginning, stopped dumbly, like a rooster that was crowing happily, and was pinched by the neck.

A high-level zombie with a body size of at least five meters trampled on the slope fiercely.

The huge force directly crushed the cement surface on the slope, and the big foot was deeply inserted into the soil under the cement surface. With both hands and feet, this landslide is regarded as nothing.

More and more high-level zombies stepped on this slippery slope, and then ordinary zombies piled up layer by layer.

Surprisingly, the crowd on the city wall fell silent.

The zombies climbed higher and higher, and individual high-level zombies were already under the city wall, and with a roar, they slammed into the city wall fiercely. The rock and cement shattered, and a crumbling pit appeared, and the cracks spread outward like spider webs.

The tremor spread to the city wall, and finally attracted people's exclamations.

Chen Jie's eyes were cold, his face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "Set fire." ”

On a watchtower on the city wall, on a nozzle made of steel, there was a sudden "pop", it was an electric current that generated an electric string, and the next second, a stream of gunpowder disassembled from the cannonball was sprayed out, and it collided with the bullet, and it was ignited in an instant. A flame of more than 30 meters in length and width appeared, and under the control, sprayed towards the zombies under the landslide.

Gunpowder, full of phosphorescent material, ignited on the landslide.

The flames that burst into the sky, emitting fierce black smoke, billowed into the sky.

Countless zombies were instantly engulfed by this unstoppable sea of fire, they struggled in the flames, and the rot on their bodies was ignited again. Like countless fire spirits dancing in the sea of fire, it is a kind of ferocity that makes people shudder in beauty, and then rolls down the hillside.

Even high-level zombies, they have super high defense, but they still let out a terrifying roar in the high temperature.

The crazy impact was still there, several zombies five or six meters high, their impact was so strong that every time the city wall shattered into a pit, the cracks continued to expand.

Chen Jie's face was calm, he had a premonition that in this kind of high-level zombies standing on the zombie pyramid, in their eyes, this wall was just slowing them down a little bit of time. Chen Jie turned his head to look at the soldiers, warriors, and ordinary residents on the city wall, each of them with a sadness on their faces.

That's a worry about a bleak future!

"Pass my orders, free fire!"

When the zombie army advanced to a distance of 100 meters from the city wall where Chen Jie was stationed, Chen Jie immediately issued an order.

Under the close-range shooting, one zombie after another was directly shot in the head by those soldiers and fell to the ground.

Seeing those terrible zombies fall under their guns one by one, the warriors of Huang Yangmei felt a little relieved and gave birth to a trace of courage.

Chen Jie was on the city wall, watching those zombies being slaughtered by soldiers like pigs and dogs, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay!" Although there are many high-level zombies in the corpse group this time, there are no intelligent zombies. Without those difficult goods, these zombies are nothing to fear. Not to mention 100,000, even if it is 200,000, as long as you have enough people and enough ammunition in your hands, you can slowly grind it out! ”

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