Chapter 218: The Second Military Region
[Ran^Text^Library] "Do you little devils want to commit treason? A stern roar echoed in the Second Military Region near Shengjing, and Zhang Shengyang, the only surviving division commander, loudly rebuked several battalion commanders in front of him. (шщш.щuruo Novel Network Debut)
He really didn't expect that these descendants of his would actually want to surrender to that mysterious force.
The whole world is one, and it is hoped that the Federation will unite the whole world to deal with the impending apocalypse.
What's more, they got some videos, and even more so some news.
The news was so horrible that they were almost terrified. And the subordinates are already starting to panic.
"Division commander, it's not that we are treasonous, but that this country is gone, there is no country in the whole world, this is a disaster."
"Yes, Commander! It's not like you haven't looked at the satellite map, almost the whole world is occupied by zombies, and only a few places where zombies are cleaned up. But if you watched those videos, that's really scary. An officer in his thirties with battalion rank said with a resolute face.
It's not that he's afraid, it's that there's really nothing they can resist in the future. Zhang Shengyang in front of him is only in his forties, so he can survive, regardless of his identity and background, Zhang Shengyang is a pure soldier, he loves his subordinates and his military camp.
Except for him, the other leaders of the military region have become zombies and have been killed by them. Tens of thousands of soldiers here have turned into zombies and have been killed by him.
There are more than 273,000 soldiers in the Second Military Region, all of whom are fully armed. They can be regarded as the overlords of this area, but they still dare not clean up the city, because there are more than 10 million zombies there, and there are more zombies in other places.
It's useless to deal with this thing, only the lowest bullets are the most useful, and the word effective kill is important.
Because dealing with zombies is not a shock that can kill them. It's not like a blast can kill them.
At one time they tried missiles. It's a pity that the lethality is minimal, and only a dozen zombies that were directly vaporized in the most central position died. The rest is just a disability. Even if they are half gone, they can still crawl and hurt you.
Only by blowing their heads off can you really kill them.
"Do you really believe their multi-layered words? I really believe that the Earth is about to merge with another world. And meet those terrible monsters. Maybe a Hollywood blockbuster? Zhang Shengyang said helplessly.
Several battalion commanders next to him suddenly laughed.
"Head! You're too good at kidding, the technical department has already done an appraisal, and it's definitely not fake, but real. We have also used satellites to monitor the real-time images of the world, and the most important thing is that the outer space probe has returned the signal, there is no space, it is simply a lie, there are not so many planets outside. The whole earth seems to be a hoax, the outer space is just a simulated illusion, and now the illusion is broken, and the probe has already known the real situation outside, as if a giant egg is protecting the earth. Another young battalion commander said with a smile in his eyes.
His words resonated.
Yes, the whole world is different, the whole world has become a world of zombies, and they can't take those places. Cold weapons seem to have worked, the Ministry of Armed Forces has disappeared, and they want weapons that can only be made in their own arsenals. But what about raw materials?
Without supply, there are no more bullets.
There are a lot of reserve ammunition depots, the north used to be the most central location of the battlefield, where a large number of mothballed weapons and ammunition were stored during the Anti-Japanese War, those things can still be used, and they are ready to be unsealed.
But those are all old weapons, and the real medicine can only shoot at the chest of the zombie, otherwise the hit rate is too low.
Those weapons are long overdue. What can be used as a sharpshooter with the old-fashioned 38 big cover, that's all bullshit. At that time, the hit rate of guns was very low, and there were no strong sharpshooters, only a constant barrage of bullets to shoot ten rounds of ammunition to kill an enemy was good luck.
The so-called sharpshooter is just a warrior who feels better. It's really hard to use those weapons now.
Because they are adapted to modern weapons. Those weapons that are well-made and suitable for human use.
Of course, they still like the old-fashioned ones with heavy firepower, because that thing is more useful than modern weapons to slaughter zombies.
This is true, because at that time weapons were fired for slaughter, and it was possible to use a machine gun against thousands of enemies. These things have now faded out of the battlefield.
"Even so. But the country has cultivated us, even if we don't talk about this, but we must always be responsible for the ordinary people, and we must be responsible for the more than 270,000 soldiers, right? Zhang Shengyang said helplessly.
He knew that the hearts of the whole army had already run to the other side. One million soldiers in the country may sound like a lot, but there is only a small amount of real strong army in each group army.
Most of the others are still big soldiers.
The combat effectiveness is worrying!
"Teacher, you are really a fool for us! We have already negotiated with them that our Second Military Region can join their Federation of Hope, but they need to clean up the zombies around them, and promise us a price that satisfies the big guys. A short battalion commander next to him finally couldn't hold it anymore.
If they didn't have such good conditions, they wouldn't have agreed to join the Commonwealth.
"Really?" Zhang Shengyang was obviously moved, everyone likes power and wealth, but they also know their current situation.
If those people can really clear out the tens of millions of zombies in Shengjing, even if they join their ranks.
The Second Military Region has tried it on its own, and killing those zombies is enough of a headache. Not to mention cleaning them all up, and having the ability to place them.
They know how troublesome it is to resettle the survivors, and now that there is no food in the fields, they have to use the reserve grain depot. But what is the situation of the country's grain reserves?
They know too well that at least more than half of the so-called reserve grain depot has been hollowed out by moths, and there is not enough left for the living to eat. Not to mention that the quality of those grains is not good.
Now that they are gradually running out of food, they have opened several grain depots. But what's in there?
Pure special pit people, there is not much food in it at all, but it has become an inexplicable civilian warehouse.
In the end, they occupied the warehouses of several grain companies, and only then did they have the grain of the whole military region.
As for meat. There's quite a bit of that thing in cold storage.
The power has long since been restored. The first step is to restore the power and get the power plant back up and running, as well as to ensure the supply of running water.
This is the basis for those survivors to continue to survive at home, and if there is no water or electricity, ordinary people will really have no way to live. Surrounded by zombies, the second military region also hopes that more people will survive.
"Promise them, our mission is to ensure the survival of the people. Let them survive. Since they promised to clean up all the zombies, then they promised to come down and save millions of people, worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, worthy of their ancestors, and even more worthy of my heroic grandfather. Another point to emphasize is that we should try to help those ordinary people, and we are not allowed to use weapons of mass destruction, and if you dare to use weapons of mass destruction, don't blame me for turning the other cheek. Zhang Shengyang finally sat back in his seat helplessly, looking like he was many years older.
There was only so much he could do in the end. (To be continued.) )