Chapter 730: Falling Cement Slab



When Xiang Yuning took Chai Lubing and He Min to carefully check him in front of Leng Yang's bed, the team's retreat also began.

"Quick, quick! A company retreats! Take out the strength to eat "milk" and hurry back to the fortress. You have to run fast and don't get in the way of your comrades behind you! Zhao Xing held his rifle high and roared loudly.

The morning sun is radiating warm sunshine, and on the road on the Bishan front, a brand new city wall stands proudly. Although the exterior of the wall is still the "color" of sandy and muddy, and the entire wall is a little uneven, the wall that has placed people's hopes is now only a thin crack about two people wide, and the rest of the city has been built.

Lei Xiaojun inhaled heavily, his military boots stomping heavily on the ground to give him the impetus to move forward. When the university students stormed the walls, he fell to the ground in disarray.

A large group of soldiers behind the city wall were guarding this small gate, and as soon as Lei Xiaojun fell to the ground, he was set up by two comrades-in-arms on the left and right, and dragged away to the back. And at the top of the city wall, a concrete slab with such a large counterweight is being debugged.

One by one, the warriors rushed through the small gate and returned to their bases. And when all the people are withdrawn, this cement slab, which is two meters wide and more than six meters high, will be heavily lowered, plus debris on both sides, completely blocking the wall.

Qian Youshu, who had only slept for less than five hours in the past few days, was looking down at the battle line not far away from the city wall. His face was full of excitement and worry, and he kept looking at his comrades who had been evacuated from the front line. And beside him, the warriors who had fully entered the various "shooting" rooms were also praying silently.

"Du Nima's cheered up Lao Tzu, and now all the facilities are perfect. The debt owed by our anti-aircraft artillery company needs to be repaid by us a hundredfold! Liu Dongqiang stood in the middle and upper part of the city wall in a specially designed high-altitude artillery position similar to a cave storehouse, and roared loudly.

The last barricade was less than 300 meters away from the fort, and as many warriors withdrew, the stagnant zombie horde began to advance slowly. "Bang!" The fighters in the "shooting" room gradually began to "shoot" from a distance to cover their comrades.

"Nima!" With a loud roar from Wu Fa, an iron-clad zombie was clawed off by the sword he swung vigorously. Just as the ironclad zombie lost its balance and was a little crooked, the war knife in Wu Fa's hand slashed across its head.

I only heard a soft tearing sound, and a large amount of black blood splashed on Wu Fa's helmet, and the dots of black blood were like a layer of raindrops. And at this time, the fat man was already rushing towards another target with a war knife.

The fat man and Liu Jingjing, who specially rushed over from the Jiangcheng defense line, plus Feng Ye, who had recovered, and Li Xiang, who could only wait for an opportunity to sneak attack with one arm hanging, the four of them kept running on the defense line, killing all the zombies who were close to the barricades.

"Quick, fat man is back! We're retreating! "After many battles, the team has gradually developed the demeanor of an iron army. One company after another retreated, in an orderly manner. Anyway, the tradition of the team is that the backbone is broken.

The red monster was indeed frightened by the people during the big battle for more than two hours. Although the resistance on the position is getting weaker and weaker, many of the Assassin zombies even rushed to the barricades before being killed. But it was discovered for a while that it had no way to mobilize the follow-up giant bear zombies to come up, and those guys were still far away.

When Liu Jingjing used the rifle in her hand to quickly blast the heads of all five zombies in front of her, the woman jumped back to the barricade and began to retreat towards the fortress behind. The last of the defending warriors beside her also began to flee for their lives.

The people's final counterattack was specifically aimed at the assassin zombies and the ironclad zombies, and it was difficult to see these two zombies again at a distance of about thirty meters in front of the line.

When the zombie hordes swarmed in front of the barricade with abandoned cars as the main body, pushing these heavy objects to make a creaking sound, even the broken Feng Ye and the others began to retreat.

"Boom!" As the ironclad zombies in the back row poured up, the barricades finally broke through several openings. A large number of zombies began to pour towards those who were fleeing. It was as if there were two trails of water flowing on the highway, the one in front was sparser and clearer, and the one behind them was much dirtier.

"Bang!" Several assassin zombies thrown by the ironclad zombies slammed into the ground, splashing bursts of black ash. But before they could stand up, the crowd not far from them had already run away again.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu ran back!" In the thin crack of the wall wall, from time to time there were warriors laughing like this. Afterwards, they were dragged away by their comrades as they stormed the walls so that they could get out of the way for those behind them.

The passage between the two is a little narrow, but fortunately there is only a distance of less than three meters, and even if someone falls, they will be quickly caught. In order to prevent trampling and chaos, there are a large number of team members behind the city wall to help.

Qian Youshu on the city wall had unblinking eyes and the soldiers with fiery red helmets below, those people were his comrades-in-arms. In many of the "shooting" rooms, some fighters with better marksmanship began to "shoot" from a distance to cover them.

As people's resistance weakened greatly, the zombie hordes also began to react. Qian Youshu could clearly see that many white-skinned and short assassin zombies were jumping out of the loose group of zombies. With their quick movements, they try to catch up with the panting humans in front of them.

"Bang!" An assassin zombie was still waving its claws, and it seemed that it was a little unwilling to run away with its prey about ten meters in front of it. But there was already a bullet hole on the skull, and it could only fall helplessly, allowing its body to be trampled by the same kind behind it.

The journey of 300 meters was not long, and a large number of hedgehogs gathered to the city wall were anxiously waiting to pass. The soldiers in the "shooting" room on the city wall have begun to "shoot" condescendingly, and Liu Jingjing and the others also turn around from time to time to "shoot" and kill, killing groups of assassin zombies who rushed up.

"And more than a hundred! Come on, come on! Qian Youshu unconsciously clenched his fists tightly, and he could even feel the slight sweat coming out of his palms. From the beginning of the retreat to the present, only five or six minutes have passed, but in Qian Youshu's hearts, it seems that several years have passed.

When the Assassin zombie cluster was less than fifty meters away from the city wall, the fire on the city wall became ferocious, and rows of zombies were beaten in the rain of bullets. At this time, people don't care if they hit their heads, as long as they block it, and it's okay to break their bodies in two!

Zhou Lei, as the last guard, also desperately ran into the city wall, and there were very few people left outside the city wall. Of course, the huge number of zombies with no end in sight has completely overwhelmed the barricades that people resisted before. After leaving behind a large number of assassin zombie corpses, rolling towards the people.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da!" Feng Ye pulled the trigger at will, killing several assassin zombies who had escaped the fire net. Behind him, the passage, which had just been crowded, had become so empty that he could even hear the shouts of his comrades behind the walls.

Two more Assassin zombies were knocked down, and the rifle chambers rattled. Looking at the dozens of throwing zombies rushing into the sky in the zombie group, as well as those jumping zombies that jumped three feet high, the corners of Feng Ye's mouth curled.

", run! Feng Ye, you **** is still cool! Wu Fa turned around, twisted his **** little buttocks, and rushed towards the passage of the city wall first. Behind him were Feng Ye, who was broken, and Li Xiang, who was holding the Emei thorn in one hand but was the last to retreat.

As the three new humans rushed into the walls at breakneck speed, the crowd erupted in a loud cheer. The whole team managed to retreat from the front line, and almost no one died in the retreat, which is a great achievement.

However, Li Xiaoshi and Qian Youshu, who were on the city wall, didn't care about all this, and the two voices sounded in unison, "Close the door!" ”

With their shouts, the counterweight cement slab that was lifted by the crane began to slowly descend, and at the same time, two fighters stood on the "" platform, and the "" began to slowly turn the chainsaw in their hands, and jerked towards the wire rope hanging the cement slab.

The cement board is tightly stuck in the middle of the channel, and there is no problem of not being able to install it at all. However, compared to the speed at which it slowly descended, those fast-moving assassin zombies were significantly faster.

Li Xiaoshi, they could clearly see that the zombie hordes that were like a 'tide' were pressing towards the fortress that people had just built. And those assassin zombies at the front have rushed to the passage that has not yet closed.

The sound of the "buzzing" chainsaw tugged at people's heartstrings, and finally the sharp chainsaw cut the thick wire rope. There was a cement slab more than three meters away from the ground, which fell quickly like a guillotine, slamming heavily on the ground, making a huge muffled sound!

Chen Deyuan, who was waiting behind the city wall, after seeing the cement slab tightly "inserted" in the city wall, and seeing that there were pools of black "colored" blood under the cement slab, they all held their rifles high and let out a burst of irrepressible shouts.

And Li Xiaoshi and Qian Youshu, who were on the city wall, looked at the zombies who had rushed under the city wall, but could only bite the cement in vain, and their faces also "revealed" knowing smiles. "Smack!" The palms of the two struck loudly in the air, and the task of their three battalions was successfully completed.

"Quick, stop giggling, fortify the walls! Hurry up, everyone, our battle has just begun! Chai Jin used the loudspeaker shouting to alert all the people. Yes, their battle has only just begun.

Zombie group, let's try our doomsday team's magic weapon, the one-man detached turtle defense flow!