"Boom, boom......" There were suddenly two muffled thunders in the distance.

"Big brother, is the zombie tide coming?" A soldier carrying an ammunition box paused, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and looked up to ask the soldier standing guard on the roof of the carriage.

Their battalion had been sent in as porters and had been working in the freight terminal for two days. It was planned that a train full of weapons and ammunition would come after dark, and even if you weren't on the front line, you could smell the smoke of gunpowder.

"This is not the sound of artillery, it is the sappers who are blowing up the bridge, the Yellow River Bridge! It's a pity, it's hard to think about crossing the Yellow River in the future, and it will take a lot of effort to repair it. Standing on the roof of the car, he could see far away, and immediately explained the confusion to the soldiers below, and at the same time expressed his emotions.

It has been more than ten years since the outbreak of zombie disease, and with natural disasters and strategic deployment, there are only a handful of bridges on the Yellow River that can cross the train. Now there is no one again, and it is not a taste in my heart.

"The bridge is blowing! No, our brigade commander is still in the south and hasn't come over, who would dare to order the bridge to be blown up! ”

This explanation was already perfect, but the soldiers below were not satisfied. He was from the First Brigade, but he didn't follow Niu Dafu south and stayed in Jinan. As soon as he heard about the bombing of the bridge, he immediately raised questions, for fear that the engineering regiment would make a mistake.

"What are you shouting, what are you shouting, just show that your voice is high! Hurry up and work, no one wants to sleep if you can't finish it, and if you are tired, apply to go to the front! But not only did he not get an answer, but he also lured the nearby officers over, and couldn't help but say that it was a kick in the ass.

"Platoon commander, my fellow townsman also followed the brigade commander south, and the two of me came out alive in the surrounding ten miles and eight townships, and I can be considered brothers, you tell me the truth, can he still come back?" The soldier was not kicked away by this kick, but entangled the officer again, and he had to ask clearly.

"I said Tian Yixiao, do you only have braised noodles in your mind, and there is not only one bridge here, and the east side has not been blown up yet. Listen, when it rings, when your brother will come back. Go, go, move quickly, what time is it, if you can't unload it before dark, blame it above, we're all unlucky! ”

The officer, who was called the platoon commander, had lost his hat and was covered in mud, and it seemed that he had to work as a porter with him, and his mood was quite poor, and he was not in the mood to answer the soldier's questions properly.

"Hey, hey, platoon leader, don't be in a hurry to leave, can my horse stay?" It's all easy to use, it's familiar with me, and it has to be recalibrated for a new one. Besides, I can't throw away the kitchen in the war, and with it to pull the cart, I can make more hot food for my brothers. ”

But the more anxious things became, the soldiers still pulled and did not let the officer go, this time not asking people, but animals. He pointed to a carriage not far away, hoping that the officer would raise his hand and put the requisitioned pack horse back.

"Believe it or not, I let the gendarmes come and talk to you? Tian Yixiao, how many heads have you grown, and you dare to give orders and mud? Not to mention your pack horses, even the horses ridden by the regimental commander must be requisitioned, and they will all be changed to pack carts to transport ammunition to the position. Do you know a little bit about personnel...... I said that a few of you are going to rebel, what are you doing in a daze, let's move! ”

The platoon commander wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the soldier in front of him, and then looked at the few people around him who also had a look of expectation on their faces, and they were really angry. Holding the handle of the pistol at his waist with one hand, he pointed to the mountain of ammunition boxes and issued an ultimatum.

At 17 p.m., with a few loud bangs, the only remaining bridge in the lower reaches of the Yellow River was blown up by sappers, which also marked the fact that the remaining troops on the south bank of the Yellow River had finally successfully crossed the river before dark.

As for the equipment...... Where do you still have equipment? After nearly a week of rapid marching, the army led by Niu Dafu almost threw away everything that could be thrown away, except for a small amount of food and communication equipment, but fortunately, the attrition was not too serious, and only 100 people were left behind.

But it doesn't matter, the bridge is gone, there are still two gunboats on the south bank of the river, as long as these stragglers and volunteers can arrive before the zombies arrive, they can still cross the river safely. As for those who can't catch up or simply don't listen to the command and run away, then there is no way, and tens of thousands of people can't be put in danger for the sake of dozens of people.

While the human army was busy arranging the defensive line, the zombie army led by Hong Tao was also grinding on the banks of the Yellow River. The map shows that there should be a Pingyin Bridge here, but in fact it has broken into several pieces and is completely swallowed up by the river, leaving only three or four piers barely above the water.

Can no bridge stop the zombies? If the Yellow River was more than ten years ago, it really couldn't be stopped, although the zombies didn't like water, they couldn't talk about being afraid, as long as there was a command, it would not be difficult to cross the river hundreds of meters wide and the water flow was not turbulent.

But the Yellow River is far less docile than it was more than a decade ago. Without human intervention, this large river full of sediment gradually became less yellow, but its volume became larger and larger, and it can be estimated from the previous bridges and piers that the width is at least doubled, and naturally it will be deeper.

For the Yellow River, which is nearly two kilometers wide and three or four meters deep, and is still in the flood season, Hong Tao is really scratching his head. It's not that I haven't tried, let the zombie wade across the river from the bottom of the river with a big rock, but I tried several times without success.

As long as the water surface exceeds the waist and abdomen of the zombie, it is useless to hold no matter how big a stone is, and it will be rolled up and disappeared. In front of nature, the sky is not afraid of the earth, the zombies who are not even afraid of bullets and shells, are as small as leaves.

If you calculate it this way, even if you throw millions of zombies into it, it doesn't seem to have much effect, at most you will be washed ashore downstream, or buried directly by the mud, or you will have to go to the sea to see you.

Let's make a fuss about the remaining bridge piers, Hong Tao has also tried. It is obviously unscientific to rebuild the bridge deck, and there is not so much material available. Use the way of pulling the tightrope, and the blue devils have the strength to pull it.

But in addition to the living corpses, zombies, living corpse dogs, and living corpse rats can't climb, and they can't let Juma command them one by one. What do you have to climb to the number of millions, it is estimated that Zhou Yuan and Gao Tianyi are both old and dead, and they haven't finished climbing here.

Not to mention that there is still artillery fire on the other side, even if there is no now, look at the small planes flying overhead from time to time, it is estimated that the coalition troops will soon arrive. At that time, even if the zombies are all good mountaineers, and there are ready-made steel cables, they still can't get by.

"I made a mistake and forgot to calculate the changes in nature." In the face of this situation, Hong Tao also has to bow his head like nature, and a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts!

"Will there be a bridge upstream?" Seeing that Hong Tao, who had always been magical, was still frowning after thinking about it all afternoon, and began to criticize himself, Juma felt that there was no need to hang himself on a rope, and if he couldn't get over here, he would go elsewhere.

“…… Have you ever been to the Tibetan Plateau? After smoking most of the cigarette, Hong Tao seemed to have figured it out, and looked up and asked a question that couldn't be hit with eight poles.

"Where?" Juma shook her head, if there was no zombie disease, she might still be living in a small mountain village on the border between China and Russia, except for Northern Xinjiang and the capital, her knowledge of most of China is basically equal to zero, even if she heard about it during the training, she only heard about it.

"I hope your high reaction is not serious...... Inform Alexei and ask him to move closer to us and look for bridges along the way. In addition, I will say hello to your sister Zhou, postpone the north, and wait for another month or two, I will get a big circle around the west! ”

In fact, Hong Tao still has a way to cross the river and break it! As long as the embankment is dug at a suitable angle, the depth and velocity of the river will be greatly reduced. Even Qianli Zeguo does not affect the movement of zombies, it is nothing more than the difference between going faster and walking slower.

This work is not too difficult, except for the south bank from Dongping Lake to Jinan is a natural mountain, in most of the other middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River is an above-ground river, as long as a small opening, the river embankment will definitely not be able to bear. It is not possible to let the zombies do too delicate work, but it is still possible to dig the soil by hand.

And now the basin south of the Yellow River is completely uninhabited, and no matter how big the flood is, it will not affect the lives of the survivors. After a few years, not only will the land that has been flooded not be barren, but it will still be good arable land, and even fertilizer will be saved.

(End of chapter)