Wang Lu crawled to the telescope, leaned over to the mirror and looked out - the zombie tide stopped again, being cut and shredded in front of the saw blade, and there were countless such cylinders in the range of tens of meters wide across the entire defense line, Wang Lu seemed to be able to hear the humming motor in the tall building, and no zombie could flexibly avoid these cylinders, because there were high-speed rotating saw blades everywhere in front of and behind it. The zombies' actions were already wooden, and even if there were intelligent corpses in the rear, it was impossible to make flexible dodge movements, and they collided with the cylinder almost face to face.

There is a limit to ammunition, but as long as there is enough energy, the machine can always run non-stop. Well, no, if the moving parts overheat, the machinery will also stop. It's just that how many voters need to be sacrificed to make these cylinders stop? Wang Lu didn't dare to imagine.

His gaze shifted to the first line of fire, where the fortress's cannons were still roaring, and voters were constantly falling, and the ground of the ruins had been completely covered by the corpse of the stumps, and the voters would even fall to the ground unconsciously as they staggered on it.

How many voters have already fallen on the first blockade money? Thousand? Ten thousand? No, the absolute number of voters who actually died may not be too many, but the number of voters who are completely incapacitated will certainly exceed 100,000. Because they were upright and charged against the artillery fire, the intelligent corpses who commanded them did not even bother to give the simple order to lie down and avoid the artillery fire.

How many voters do you need to sacrifice in the face of a cylindrical blockade?

Wang Lu closed his eyes, although he was also the same as the high-IQ corpses he had met and met, he looked down on the voters in his heart, and sang a high-profile of "zombies and smart corpses are one", but in his heart he actually faintly did not regard them as the same species, but this was the first time he saw such a large number of voters sacrificed in front of him - damn, that is not called sacrifice, that is to die.

Suddenly, someone pushed Wang Lu: "What are you doing in a daze?" Fast. Make a record of the Reaper's location. ”

It turns out that this is called the reaper, and the name is very apt, and the saw blade is the sickle of death to reap the elect.

Wang Lu opened his eyes and saw Xu Jie lying at the window regardless of exposing his figure. Keeping an eye on the front line. Quickly marking the mark on the map in his hand, Wang Lu looked at it for a while, only to realize that he had marked the precise location of the reaper. He hurriedly followed suit. Mark where you see it.

Soon, a large number of maps marked with the locations of different reapers, through brain waves, were sent from other intelligent corpses, and a full map of the reapers.

Xu Jie was soon on the map, face to face with Wang Lu's defense line. Drew a circle: "These reapers, the two of us are responsible for the task of destruction." ”

Wang Lu asked, "How to destroy it?" Is it dynamite? ”

Xu Jie shook his head: "We have limited explosives, we can't waste them here, of course, with voters." ”

Wang Lu nodded knowingly: "I know, are you using those to arm the voters?" It's a good idea, they are wearing heavy armor, and the Reaper's saw blade must not be able to do anything with them, and if they don't try to cut it, they will break the saw blade. ”

Xu Jie still shook his head: "The electorate warrior is something we have trained with great difficulty. It can't be easily consumed, and besides, you are a vegetarian in the long-range firepower of the fortress? Before the Elect Warriors get close to the Reaper, the snipers of the fortress will take them out, no matter how thick the armor is. It can't stop special bullets that can shoot through armored vehicles. ”

Wang Lu was stunned: "But with ordinary voters, how much do you have to die to make the reaper too heavy and ruined." ”

Xu Jie said: "Of course I won't use ordinary voters - have you seen the red scarf?" ”

"What?"

"The red scarf is the red scarf you wore around your neck when you were in elementary school."

Wang Lu looked through the binoculars, and sure enough, he found that among the black-pressed voters, many voters were wearing red scarves.

It's not unusual to have a red scarf. When Resident Evil broke out, many children became voters. For some reason, the red scarves around their necks are more durable than ordinary clothing, and they can be maintained to this day under the wind and sun.

It's just that the red scarf that Wang Lu sees now is extremely bright, and it doesn't look like it has faded and broken over time, it is obviously just recently hung up.

Xu Jie said: "These voters wearing red scarves have been specially treated by us, we have implanted a large number of metal parts in their bodies, and when you command them to hug the reapers, the saw discs of the reapers hit the metal parts in their bodies, and after a long time, they will definitely be damaged." ”

Wang Lu frowned: "Can this really work?" ”

Xu Jie shrugged: "Well, we've done experiments...... Of course, it takes a lot of time, but time is on our side, isn't it? ”

Wang Lu silently looked in the telescope for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Why are they all old people and children?" "The people wearing red scarves are all short students or old zombies, and it stands to reason that the metal parts buried in the tall corpses are larger and more numerous, and they can damage the reaper's parts more, right?

Xu Jie said indifferently: "Because the old man and the child are small, it is not easy to attract the attention of the fortress snipers, the reaper area is already very close to the fortress, and it has entered the range of the snipers, they will not be stupid enough to let us destroy the reaper, although they can't be blown up with cannonballs, but they can effectively block our destruction of the reapers with bullets." In the words of the elderly and children, they can act more covertly...... You should pay attention later, when destroying the Reapers, first rush up with a large number of ordinary voters to block the view of the fortress, and then command the red scarves to rush up and let them cling to the Reapers, although these voters have no brains, but it is no problem to carry out such a simple order. ”

After a brief pause, the zombie tide once again launched an assault on the reapers.

The bright red scarves dotted among the black zombies were so conspicuous that on the surface, they were no different from ordinary zombies, but in their bodies, they were stuffed with a large number of metal pieces by the intelligent corpses - long-handled screwdrivers, sheet metal hands, iron nails, iron rods, and even, entire galvanized water pipes.

Wang Lu looked through the memories of the "red scarves" and learned that the corpses had performed precise operations on them at first - cutting open their chests, cutting off their ribs, and replacing them with metal bars - but the corpses soon found that this was very inefficient, so they directly cut open the zombies' stomachs and randomly stuffed the collected metal pieces into them, like long strips such as water pipes. It's even stabbed straight from the throat to the asshole.

Wang Lu believed that if she was next to those red scarves, she would definitely be able to hear the clanging sound of metal parts in their bodies hitting each other as they moved forward.

A child with a big belly pounced on a reaper under Wang Lu's command, stretching out its thin arm like a reed stick. Struggling to hold on to the reaper whose cold metal surface is covered in shredded zombie flesh and corpse fluid. With the shrill sawing sound, the child's body was torn apart, and metal pieces from its body splattered out and fell all over the ground. However, there was not a single scratch on the reaper's body.

This is really a senseless sacrifice.

Xu Jie muttered beside him: "This can't be done, now that the Reaper has just been launched, the operation is very stable, and we still need a large number of ordinary voters to charge non-stop to make their parts overheat due to long-term operation." At that time, the red scarf will be a little more effective. ”

The smart corpses quickly reached a consensus through brain waves, and the zombie tide attack became more rhythmic, first sending several waves of ordinary zombies to concentrate on besieging the reapers in the front row, forcing the operators in the rear to continuously increase the speed of the saw disc, and then, mixed the red scarf with the ordinary zombies to hug the reapers.

I don't know how long such repeated and monotonous attacks lasted, and Wang Lu found that there were fewer and fewer red scarves in the zombie tide. At that moment, a squeaky scream came out of one of the reapers, and several red scarves pounced almost simultaneously, and with a bang, a puff of green smoke erupted from inside the reaper.

It worked. The sacrifice of the red scarf finally paid off with visible results.

Xu Jie also seemed satisfied, and he said to Wang Lu: "When we first met the Reaper, we suffered a big loss, and at that time, we only knew how to push the voters to rush up and attack indiscriminately. As a result, the bastards in the fortress let the reapers, take turns resting, to cool the motors that are spinning at high speed inside. A lot of friends died, but there was no conflict with this line of defense. Well, now there's the first and there's the second, and as I said a long time ago, nothing can stop the voters. ”

The commander in the fortress also noticed the unexpected situation on the front line, and immediately adjusted, some of the reapers who had been running in the front row for too long retracted into the ruins again, it seemed that they needed to cool the mechanism, but the smart corpses had already marked the precise location of each reaper on the map, and they sent a large number of zombies to wait at the reaper's hiding place, and even commanded some tall and powerful zombies to smash the reaper's top cover with stones, and some zombies poured the gasoline barrel they were holding on the ground to the ground, and then set it on fire, trying to roast the reaper with fire.

At the beginning of the design, the Reapers had already considered the possibility of being attacked by various kinds, and it was naturally impossible for the zombies to destroy them in these few blows, but the smart corpses didn't really care if these messy means could destroy the Reapers, they just needed the scene to be as chaotic as possible to cover the attacks of the Red Scarves.

The judgment of the fortress commander was indeed wrong, he sent snipers to attack the zombies who seemed to be making the most noise, the professional soldiers were really extraordinary, and a zombie fell down with a single gunshot, however, the number of zombies was too much, even if the gunshots had been continuously sounded, the reaper defense line still gradually took the advantage.

There are constantly reapers, who strike after making a bang, and some even have their saw discs collapsing.

The Reapers, who had not yet cooled down, had to rise up again to make up for the holes in the defensive line.

However, the tide of events was irreversible, and after suffering more casualties than the artillery blockade, the zombie horde finally overwhelmed the Reaper defenses, and the last Reaper came to a halt with a strange screech. The lower half of an old zombie with a red scarf had been sawn to pieces, but its upper arms still hugged the Reaper tightly, like hugging its first love.

"Did we win?" Wang Lu asked.

"It's still early." Xu Jie said: "Now those shrunken turtles in the fortress should always come out and do it with our real knives and guns, the good show is still to come." ”

On the battlefield, there was a sudden and eerie silence, and there was no more the explosion of shells, the buzzing of chainsaws, the screaming of bullets, and even the unconscious roars of zombies.

"Come on! Come on! Bastard! The bastards in the fortress are really swords and guns! The fury in Xu Jie's brain waves not only made Wang Lu sense it clearly, but even the zombies in the area he was in charge of commanding also sensed it, and they stirred uneasily.

Fortress, moved.

Exactly, it was the walls of the fortress that moved.

The unchanging, continuous gray walls vibrated slightly, opening one door after another, inside the door. Rumbling drove out one vehicle after another--it was the armored roller that Wang Lu was familiar with, but this time, the roller was guarded by tanks and wheeled armored personnel carriers.

Looking from the building where Wang Lu was, the cluster of armor in the distance was the size of a beetle, but these "beetles" could be like folding toothpicks. Break off the zombies that stand in their way. Unlike the immobile Reapers, they are more active in killing zombies and more flexible in their actions. It is conceivable that the tanks and personnel carriers following them are not here to make soy sauce.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the front of the zombie tide, the iron flow, which represented the highest level of human warfare, suddenly stopped, and countless cannon muzzles and muzzles were aimed at the zombie tide on the opposite side.

Xu Jie is now in the perspective of "ownership". He said disdainfully: "I really look up to the fortress, as soon as these mongrels take out their family funds--rush!" ”

Come on!

The silent cry was transmitted at the speed of light through brain waves to the minds of all the zombies on the front line, whether it was a child or an old man, a young man or a disabled person, all the zombies rushed towards the steel warrior at the fastest speed.

This is the most correct strategy, as long as the density of firepower thrown by the fortress is not enough to offset the number of zombies, then the final victory will be the intelligent corpses.

The Kuroshio rushed like a huge wave towards the fortress's armored clusters. The distance of 100 meters is not too far, Bolt only needs to run for less than 10 seconds, although the zombie is slow, but it is only a few breaths, and the zombie running in front is only 5 or 6 meters away from a tank.

The armored cluster did not move. There was no movement, no gun, no shot, not even a pebble. Nor was it thrown out of the ranks of the Iron Warriors.

"There are ghosts! Stop the charge! Wang Lu blurted out, in a hurry. He even used his brain waves to "massively" send this message to all the intelligent corpses.

The smart corpses of the capitals replied quickly, "Sick", "You are brain-dead", "Stop a fart, whoever stops will be trampled to death"...... Finally, there was a wise corpse that could still reply objectively: "No matter what tricks the fortress has, it can only rush up at this time." ”

Rushing up, the outstretched arm of one of the zombies at the front had already touched the huge rollers of the steamroller.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a loud rumbling sound came, Wang Lu was also shaken in the building, rows of smoke columns rose into the sky between the zombie tide and the armored cluster, Xu Jie shouted: "It's a mine." ”

Wang Lu shouted: "No, it's not a landmine, it's a trap!" ”

Trap, no, it should be a trap, a trap parallel to the wall of the fortress, after a series of fixed-point explosions, a super large trap with a width of more than 20 meters appeared at the foot of the zombie tide, and countless zombies rolled down into the ditch before touching the armored cluster.

The trench is more than 10 meters deep, fortunately, there is no device at the bottom, no bamboo sticks, no stingers, and no inverted triangular nails. Except for the first batch of zombies who were unlucky enough to break their necks, arms and legs, most of the zombies who fell into the pit moved as usual.

It's—it's child's play.

This ditch is nothing surprising in terms of the amount of work, any modern artificial canal is much grander than it, the only thing that is commendable is that the camouflage on the ditch is quite well arranged, until the zombie tide stepped on it, the directional explosion blew off the thin layer of cement slabs on it.

However, such a moat-like trap seems to have the same effect as the ancient moat, and it is useless at all except to delay the attack of the zombies.

Wang Lu turned his head and asked, "Is there any equipment that can make the voters in the ditch climb up?" Wang Lu knew that it was not easy to let so many zombies climb out of the ditch, most of the zombies are still very weak, and climbing the ladder has always been a fatal weakness, he thought for a while: "Or we should order the voters to fill this ditch up a slope, anyway, there is a lot of rubble around." ”

Xu Jie stared at the front line and said without looking back: "Where is the need for such trouble?" Just let the voters fill in this little urine ditch, and it won't be over. He waved his hand: "Rush." ”

The zombies standing on the edge of the pit continued to charge—jumping into the ditch like dumplings.

Xu Jie shook his head and said: "The ancients had whipping turbulence, and today there are Lao Tzu who drive corpses and fill the pits. I want to see the fortress, whether you dig the pit well, or Lao Tzu fills the pit quickly, there is a kind of you dig again, how much you dig, how much Lao Tzu fills for you. ”

Wang Lu finally couldn't help it: "It's not necessary at all, we just need to fill a few passages with rubble in the ditch to move forward, so it is a waste to fill it directly with the voter's **." ”

Xu Jie glanced up at Wang Lu: "Wang Lu, it's not me talking about you, you are from a small place, your vision is still not broad enough, and the voters who are used to fill the ditch are not all dead, not to mention that they are all dead, it doesn't matter." ”

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