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Updated: 2014-01-2908:00:00437.Chapter 437 The Dead Air Force

"Pop" a zombie's mutated and sharpened claws support the road surface, supporting its body to move forward. The fangs on its cheeks continued to open and close, and black blood flowed from the corners of its mouth, leaving a long black mark behind it.

Groups of zombies lay on the ground, most of their bodies had rotted to reveal red bones, but the heads of many zombies still controlled their mutilated bodies to crawl on the ground.

This zombie is one of them, its belly is gone, leaving only the upper half of its body and its intact head. It dragged its half-exposed entrails, dusty from the ground, and struggled its claws down the road.

The strange whites of the zombie's eyes were facing the front of the road, as if staring at the slowly approaching convoy. There are a lot of zombies behind it, but these zombies have either lost their heads and have rotted into a pile of red bones, or they have broken arms and legs, and few of them are intact.

"Get out of the car in the second row, clean up these zombies in the vicinity, and pay attention to safety. As long as the guy with the head stabs him first, he will say. Leng Yang's voice came from the car, and at the same time, Feng Ye of the melee group had already begun to search around for this extremely dilapidated road.

Large swaths of zombies lay on the road, and although there were still stumps with heads moving from time to time, at least a thousand zombies here were almost all wiped out.

Zhang Jian stepped on the paw of a zombie, and the long knife in his hand thrust down sharply, eliminating the zombie with only one claw left, just like a big crab. "The Air Force is Nima's cow, a rocket is fired, and corpses are everywhere."

It is true that there are still many zombies in these zombie groups that are slowly wriggling, but these zombies almost pose no threat to people. This is the third zombie cemetery that has been discovered, and at least five or six thousand zombies have been wiped out by aerial strikes on this road leading to the mountains.

"Rockets are almost all used, gravity bombs and precision-guided bombs are rare." Zhao Xing picked up a piece of rusty shrapnel from the ground and frowned. Judging by the rust on it, this was almost a few months ago.

At that time, the Air Force was able to destroy thousands of zombies, which was a remarkable achievement, but why are they still nesting in this ravine? Is it reluctant to give up the war eagle in the base? But going out can also ensure the maintenance of the fighter?

Leng Yang didn't care about Zhao Xing and Feng Ye's reports, he had already experienced them. At the beginning, when Deng found a large number of zombie corpses for the first time, he was terrified at that time. Unlike Leng Yang's shooting style, these decomposing zombie corpses were flying around with stumps. A large number of internal organs, even with part of the body stump, covered the road.

Even if the black blood has dried up and coagulated, the blood stains on the streets, the splattered internal organs, and some stumps that are still wriggling in the zombie hordes are simply hell on earth. At that time, Leng Yang almost suspected that those zombie groups had been bombarded by artillery groups of more than 200 millimeters.

However, after people's understanding, it was finally determined that all this was done by the fighters of the Air Force, but the time was a little long. So now they don't care at all when they see the zombie hordes and corpses, what they care about is that since these air forces are so powerful, why are they still hiding in the base?

It's not that no one has thought about the problem of fighter rust, but Zhao Xing vetoed this issue. For the Air Force, fighters are like rifles in their hands, they will check it every day, and you don't know if the rifle in your hand is rusty? He makes a lot of sense, no one doesn't take care of their weapons, but people simply don't know what happened at the airbase.

"Everyone, pay attention, if a fighter plane is found in the sky, all units will be evacuated immediately." This is the third time Leng Yang has repeated this question, and he doesn't know what attitude those air forces will use to treat them. Even if people are now dressed in the uniform of the Chinese National Defense Force, it can't make Leng Yang feel at ease.

Those war eagles soaring in the sky are too lethal for people, just look at the zombie corpses everywhere. It doesn't matter if you're a zombie or a human, whether you're an assassin zombie or an ironclad zombie, it makes no difference under the blow of aerial firepower.

"Cold, do we need to contact that air base?" Originally, Leng Yang and they brought Ma Ping to contact those air forces, but now even Leng Yang himself was frightened. "Forget it, it's better for us to sneak over and take a look, if they think we're demonstrating, it's not good to threaten them."

No one was not shocked by the scene they saw today, a large number of zombies fell to death on the road, and there was not even a way to threaten the fighters. The Air Force only needs to pay some fuel and ammunition to harvest the heads of the zombie hordes to their heart's content.

In case, just in case, the group of air forces looked at them unpleasantly. The team brought out by Leng Yang, who he thought was powerful, was only less than three hundred people. For the warhawks, it is a matter of dozens of rockets, and those zombie hordes are proof of this.

These air forces are not the air force art troupes that wear short white skirts and sing and dance on TV, they are the pilots of high-tech weapons made by human beings, and they are the kind of powerful weapons that can kill a battalion by one person.

Imagine a pilot, pointing at the cold sun on the TV screen, "Drink and pour, and come when you go." After the fighter plane took off, a rocket flew by. Waiting for Guan Gong, who has a bare face, a long beard, and a green robe. No, pilots, get rid of the cold sun and return to their base, the wine is not yet cold.

Thinking of this cold sun is a shudder, in fact, he is still very weak, don't think that a team of bandits with hundreds of people can gallop the world. But what made him even more incomprehensible was that this fighter had only dealt with thousands of zombies, and that air base was running out of ammunition?

"Cold team, we found the wreckage of a fighter jet! Right on the road ahead! Zhou Lei panted and ran over, his face full of shock and incredulity.

In order for the people of the air defense base to find themselves, after entering this road, all the walkie-talkies of all the people were turned off. There are things that can only be notified by manpower. But Zhou Lei's news is too exaggerated, right? Will the fighter still be shot down by zombies?

By the time Leng Yang arrived at the highway, Zhao Xing and a group of them were already busy there. It was indeed a Chinese fighter plane, and although the tail fins scattered on the side of the highway were rusty, the August 1 military emblem on it was still clearly visible.

"Damn, that's the J-10 fighter, and it's my country's latest fighter jet." There were many military enthusiasts among the team, and they could distinguish the model of the fighter just from the scattered tail fin.

Leng Yang's eyes fell on the wreckage of the fighter again, which landed accurately in the middle of the road, blowing a large crater out of the solid road. Around it were the remains of zombies distributed in a circle, and almost all of these zombies with obviously thick joints were shattered in the explosion, and most of them were ironclad zombies.

The fuselage of the fighter has burned to the ground, and only the various parts scattered along the road can make people know who it once was. "Cold team, this fighter plane didn't fall due to mechanical failure, it came at the zombie hordes on the ground."

Feng Ye's voice was a little choked, and there was a mist in the soldier's eyes. "That pilot is a master, and the point of impact he chose was almost in the center of the zombie horde, and this impact killed at least twenty ironclad zombies."

The team members who rushed to the fighter plane all looked silently at the pits on the road and the fighter plane that had burned into a pile of skeletons. They didn't know why the latest fighter used such a tragic way to stop the zombie horde, but they could feel the last blood of the pilot on the fighter plane.

"Nima's, you are a master of piling up gold, just twenty iron-armored zombies? It's not worth it, it's not worth it! The bald man smoked the cigarette in his mouth fiercely and scolded the stupid pilot in his eyes, but tears kept dripping from his eyes.

"Cold team, when this fighter plane hit, there was no ammunition on the fighter, and there was not even a martyrdom after landing." Zhao Xing's report made people silent, and they would rather have a fighter plane malfunction than hear such news.

Leng Yang's eyes were also full of bloodshots, those pilots were the treasures of the country, and those fighters were the most powerful weapons of mankind. What made them choose this most tragic way? Could it be that the airbase has run out of ammunition?

"Everyone, don't look at it, speed up, and deal with all the zombies in the way. Ma Ping turned on the plane and reported to the Air Force, and we pay them the highest respect! We're just here to the rescue, nothing else! "Leng Yang has always been a soft-hearted person, and he will burst into tears for some emotions. The pilot's act of accomplishing the mission with his life deeply touched his heart.

He wanted to get materials and manpower from the air base, and he once despised this group of proud men who had great force but were still hiding in the ravines. But the depleted fighter changed his mind, and the soldiers had done their best, and they even used their lives as weapons.

In this era, every human being who fights bravely is a hero and deserves people's respect. At this moment, Leng Yang no longer had any defense, he just wanted to rescue these soldiers who had run out of ammunition and food, and said to them, you are all heroes.

He is not a charismatic lord, and he does not have the ability to make people bow their heads. It's a big deal not to get anything from this air base, and he is willing to even pour some food himself. As long as these warriors are also killing zombies, that's fine.

The entire team was also touched by the pilot's feat, and they mercilessly eliminated every zombie they encountered on the road, even if those zombies only had a head left, and there was no way to threaten them.

In this way, people worship the unknown pilot, in this battle against the zombies, he has done everything in his power, and the air base he protects with his life must not fall into the hands of the zombies.

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