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Update time:2014-01-2617:00:00432.Chapter 432 The distant war eagle

"Sir, we found a unit that is still fighting outside, and their communication equipment has been identified, it is a Motorola civilian model walkie-talkie." A female soldier with a pale face who has not seen the sun for a long time is reporting.

Beside her was a female soldier with the same pale face. Although the clothes of the two of them still fit very well, there was already a faint smell on the light blue uniform, and the color of the clothes had become a little black, and there were stains on it.

The female commander frowned and stroked the bridge of her nose, "Troops? Using a civilian walkie-talkie? What unit are they from? The female soldier shook her head, "The signal is very weak, I didn't get in touch with them, I just heard from their conversations, platoon commander, platoon deputy title." ”

The female soldier's somewhat numb eyes blinked, and she added, "I don't know. They also have the title of captain, is it called the energy team or the cold team? I don't quite know, but it's certain that they have a lot of guns and have fought zombies. ”

The two female soldiers who were still sitting next to them turned their heads, "Sister Li, should we get in touch with them?" By now, there are fewer and fewer units that have radio signals. ”

The four female servicemen were in an enclosed room, the exhaust fan humming and turning. In front of them was a flickering electronic panel, with a large number of electronic buttons, densely packed like the cockpit of an airplane.

The female soldier called "Sister Li" seems to have two bars and one star on her shoulders, this female soldier who is estimated to be in her early thirties is actually a major, and the female soldiers around her are at least the rank of second lieutenant.

"How big is this force?"

"About one platoon to two platoons, and there is very little communication equipment, so it is impossible to judge." Lengyang and they finally managed to get a walkie-talkie, and they didn't have any of the various communication equipment that the army had. Naturally, these female soldiers have no way of judging their size.

A female soldier had some worry on her face, "We, are we still soldiers now?" Will those troops send us to a court-martial? ”

"What nonsense? It was Zhang Feng who was the first to collapse, as a soldier, he actually wanted to indulge himself, and we killed them for self-preservation. The other female soldier retorted violently. And now in this era there is simply no unified command of the country, where is the military tribunal! ”

These female soldiers are not combat soldiers, and prayer is not literary soldiers. Their rank is high because of their location, which is the underground control center of a military airfield. They are all a new generation of female soldiers who have come out of the military academy.

A squadron of fighter jets of the latest model of the Chinese Air Force was once stationed here. In order to ensure their logistics and communications, there is a huge base to serve these proud men in the army. In the aftermath of the apocalypse, the base even tried to use military aircraft to communicate with each other.

Under the command of the top commander of the base, after failing to contact the superior unit, the base independently used fighter planes carrying rockets to attack the zombie groups in nearby counties. The living dead were defenseless under the attacks of the Sky Knights.

The base, which had good communication conditions, quickly understood the situation of the end times, and the whole country no longer existed. At first, they were still attacking and trying to contact other forces or government organizations, but as time passed, the minds of the people at the base changed.

After all, at the beginning, there were also many military mutations in the base, including the ground company that was garrisoned. By the time the base was back up and running, only fifty or sixty people had survived. Although they can fly the warhawk to deal a huge blow to the zombie horde, they can't get out of this base hidden in the mountains themselves.

Because their numbers are too scarce, and the fighters can't even fly down and destroy dozens of zombies. And apart from a few garrison companies in the base that have been shot, the Air Force rarely uses it.

Fortunately, there is enough food in the base, and the soldiers have been living in it all the time. But they don't see hope, they don't see the future. From the very beginning, a group of people gathered around the communication room every day to send out signals, and then everyone lived their own decadent lives.

When the mechanic found that the fighters were rusted, and two of the fighters stored in the hangar were heavily rusted and in danger of taking off. There are quite a few servicemen who collapsed, especially a couple of pilots, and without fighters, they are nothing.

The pride of the military in these countries, cultivated with equal weight of gold, could not accept this reality, and after a week of unsuccessful efforts to save the warplane, a pilot was enraged and killed a mechanic with a single shot.

Although later, under the suppression of other soldiers, the pilot was also shot. But the contradiction between the pilots and mechanics at the base was thus resolved, and a team that had worked well together was replaced by suspicion. The mechanics formed a group of their own and no longer maintained the aircraft.

Later, when everyone found that there were rust stains all over the base, they realized that it was the fog that caused the ghosts, and it had nothing to do with the mechanics. The warhawks of that squadron had all appeared in large rust spots, and the four combat readiness planes plus two spare planes, a total of six of the latest third-generation fighters, all had a large number of problems.

At this time, a large number of zombies appeared on the road leading to the base, and the soldiers were speechless for a long time when they looked at the zombie group that spread for several kilometers on the road. That night, the two remaining pilots brutally raped the female soldiers at the base.

When the soldiers were heartbroken and ready to execute the two of them in order to rectify military discipline, the squadron leader adopted a different method. "We're definitely dead, last night was our last madness, I'm sorry to everyone."

The two pilots stepped onto a rusty warhawk, and they were going to be heroes for a one-way trip, because the landing gear of the fighter plane could no longer withstand the pressure of landing. The last remaining forty or so soldiers in the base watched their comrades embark on the point of no return. Yes, comrades-in-arms, even the female soldiers who were raped by them forgave them.

The blue sky was supposed to be a battlefield for these Sky Knights to gallop freely, but their cars could no longer support their ambitions. When a fighter plane took off, the landing gear broke directly, the plane fell directly on the runway, and the fighter plane loaded with live ammunition turned into a raging fire.

The squadron leader's fighter plane flew smoothly into the blue sky, but this fighter plane was already doomed to land, and at the moment of takeoff, the landing gear broke. The soldiers were in front of the communication desk in the base, listening to the final farewell of their comrades.

He is worthy of being the squadron leader of a fighter squadron, and his piloting skills are outstanding, and the war eagle full of live ammunition is not something that the zombie horde can resist. A large number of rockets caused zombies to be everywhere, but when he ran out of ammunition, there were still about hundreds of zombies left on the road, including quite a few, the kind of "black-skinned zombies" that were difficult to deal with.

The squadron leader refused the base commander's request for him to parachute, and he had already made up his mind. "As a fighter pilot, I am nothing without a fighter. And in this era, it is estimated that pilots will not be needed in the future. ”

"Just let me and my landline ride in the sky, and you try to live. Remember to tell others that once we had great force in the sky! Zombies are scum, they are nothing without that strange fog! ”

In the angry shouts of the squadron leader, the rusty, no landing gear, and all the ammunition had been exhausted, the warhawk slammed into the zombie crowd on the road at a speed of up to Mach 2, and the fierce fire and smoke made it visible to the soldiers dozens of kilometers away.

From that day on, the fighter base lost its former role, as it no longer had fighters to take off and air knights to fly warhawks. It's just an empty base.

The base's top commander was found dead in his office the next day, having committed suicide with a pistol. Without the rescue from the outside, without the warhawks at the base, he has completely lost the meaning of his existence.

And two of the mechanics committed suicide by swallowing guns, and like the pilots, without the warhawk, they also have no meaning of existence. And they are full of remorse in their hearts, if they had paid more attention to the original, the fighter plane would not have rusted, and there would have been no stories behind.

The entire base in the mountains had made the soldiers feel lonely and empty, and they had been connected to the outside world before, and everything was fine. When they found out that the unit they contacted was either too busy to take care of themselves or refused to be rescued, these soldiers completely lost hope.

They are just some technicians with high technology, although they wear military uniforms and have the blood of soldiers, but fighting in desperate situations is not what they are good at.

Someone secretly drove the rusty fighter plane, trying to get over it and die, making a pile of skeletons on the runway. Some people walked into the mountains on the edge of the base and never returned. In the end, there were only a dozen or so soldiers left in the base, and more than half of them were women.

During this time, there are also several soldiers in the base who have broken their will, and they try to rape women and establish their own little kingdom to live for a few days. They were treated very differently from the squadron leader, and were shot dead by the female major and the female soldiers.

After this infighting, the remaining female soldiers formed a group, and the remaining two male soldiers were restricted by them. Only eleven servicemen remained, nine of whom were women, from the once large base. In this base, they are blankly repeating their previous work, receiving signals from the outside world.

For several months, fifty kilometers around the base, etc., no radio signal appeared at all. However, the radio signal in the entire Jiangcheng area and the entire Huaxia region is constantly decreasing. The electronic panel in front of them has been extinguished a lot, and the reduction of red dots represents the end of human resistance everywhere.

The signal that appeared near them was only about fifty kilometers away, and although it was weak, it was the closest to them. And it came out of nowhere, not all the time, which is extremely rare, and it took several times for the female soldiers to listen to it to confirm this fact.

They didn't know that this time, the so-called platoon-level troops in their eyes had a battalion-level scale. They didn't know that this team had grown from scratch with one hand and one foot, and just a few months ago, when their warhawks were still galloping in the sky, this team was only about a dozen people.

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