I don't know when, the figures staggering forward in the field of vision became fewer and fewer, and the corpses that were burned by the flames were still unable to break through this last line of defense after all.

The zombies who seemed to have smelled the smell of food after breaking through the sea of fire didn't even have time to get excited, and their mutilated bodies were completely shattered by the chains that swept from top to bottom. Although the number is enough to make up for many problems, the majority of these thousands of corpses are those ordinary zombies who are thin and have not yet mutated, and it is not easy for their fragile bodies to pass through this sea of fire, and how can they have the spare strength to break through the blockade of bullets?

Since the invention of firearms, human warfare has completely entered a new era, and the number of powerful new weapons seems to have suddenly become insignificant, and the strength of the individual has become a new emphasis.

Even if there are more of these zombies, if there are no mutated zombies as the main force to break through the blockade formed by the bullet-spraying guns in the hands of the survivors, then as long as their firepower is dense enough, they can completely make up for the gap in accuracy and quantity, and completely wipe out this endless group of corpses.

But since Lin Zifeng knew that there would be mutated zombies in the corpse group, his confidence in firearms and weapons gradually began to decline, if it weren't for Wang Yao's plan, without this sea of fire that had burned to the square for thousands of meters, then these mutated zombies didn't need to spend too much effort, it was enough to break through their defense line.

The J-shape, which has great strength and amazing defense, is the tank in the corpse group, they don't even need to do anything else, they just need to bend their arms to protect their bald heads like they did in the battle with Lin Zifeng, and then they just need to move forward step by step until they rush to the front of the building.

The lightning-fast Z-zombies are the best assassins, they just need to hide behind the J-type zombies to avoid the rain of bullets, and then wait until the J-type zombies are about to reach the survivors' rudimentary defenses.

Chaos will turn the seemingly impregnable defense line into a piece of hemp rope in an instant, and the survivors who are already uncertain and afraid of the accident will be crushed by fear in an instant, and become a mess, becoming fat meat under the mouths of zombies without the slightest ability to resist.

Originally, this was their end, and tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, would eventually come.

No matter what kind of experience they have had in the past, how much concern and hope they still have in their hearts, whether they want to live, or they want to find their lost relatives? All of this will vanish as soon as the corpses breach the building.

When it's dead, there's nothing. Without life, anything good and sinful becomes empty talk.

Lin Zifeng doesn't want to die, he already has his own woman, and his family who is far away and has not yet been found, he must live, and he must live better and longer than anyone else.

He stepped on the table in front of him and stepped over the rudimentary line of defense, and everywhere he could see was inky black ashes, occasionally glittering with sparks.

The fire had almost been extinguished before you knew it, and the air was filled with the stench of rats accidentally burning to death from the stove. And in that endless ash, you can still see many creatures shaking their bodies forward.

Zombies, not dead yet.

The flames had scorched their skin, shattered their muscles, and it was hard to find a single intact figure of their bodies in their scorched blackness.

This scene is even a little funny, as if I saw the man in black who never had facial features in the Conan anime, except for a general human form, there was no human appearance.

But they are not human beings in the first place, they have been parasitized by that unknown microbe, they have long since become manipulated puppets, and they no longer have any other desires except to eat. So some of them still survived, even though their bodies were only half cut off, and their arms were like firewood in a furnace, still trying to paddle their bodies.

The rising figures gradually merged with the dimming sky in the eyes of everyone on the steps, and Twilight pulled their shadows together, and the black shadows and black bodies were connected together, which looked terrifying, and such figures continued to increase, slowly walking towards the top of the steps.

"This, this damn, can't burn them?" One of the team members was already stammering a little in fright, they thought that the war with the zombies that had lasted all day had been won, and many people had even begun to cheer, but how could it seem that the zombies were still not dead?

Could it be that these guys are really immortal, evil spirits who have escaped from hell?

Many people were already a little stunned, the guns in their hands had completely extinguished at some point, and everyone was watching as the black figures who had risen again gradually climbed up the steps, and several of them looked significantly higher than the others.

It's the kind of mutated zombie that Chief Wang said before!

Three of them survived!

Seeing that the crowd had begun to panic a little, looking at the monsters below that seemed to be unkillable, they all looked a little frightened, and even faintly filled with an atmosphere of despair. I heard Wang Yao, who was standing behind the crowd, suddenly said: "What are you panicking, take a closer look at what these living zombies look like!" If you can't stand on your feet, what danger can you have? I've been training you for so long, and you're all eating dry food? ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the carpet made of the ashes of the zombies in front of him and said loudly, "You know how many zombies there were before!" Tens of thousands! And now? How many of these zombies are still alive? No more than five hundred! It's all cripples that have been scorched by the fire! What are you afraid of? Listen to my orders, all of them now, pick up the melee weapons in your hands, and finish off these zombies once and for all! ”

Lin Zifeng naturally noticed that these remaining zombies were just the end of a strong crossbow, and there was nothing to be afraid of at all, so before Wang Yao finished speaking, he took the two women over the defense line and walked towards the corpses below.

He wanted to see how much strength these invincible mutant zombies still had now.

The survivors who were awakened by Wang Yao's words finally understood that the current situation was not as dangerous as they thought, they were just a little short of a real victory.

If there is anything most satisfying in the apocalypse, it is naturally to fill the stomach, and although the people who participate in the battle will distribute enough supplies on weekdays, it is still regular and quantitative, and it is difficult to fill the stomach freely.

But after hearing Wang Yao's next words, almost all the survivors instantly became excited.

"Kill them all, and add dinner tonight."