Bai Lian's memory was short, and she didn't know if she had ever seen a similar scene.

It was a monster all over the mountain, and those moving corpses were like wolves, pouring from the birch forest, standing on the top of the building, you could feel the bloody and strange impact, like a bloody wave, gathering towards this town from all directions.

Everyone tensed their nerves.

The Heavy looked at the monsters through the scope, and the countless monsters were showing a hideous appearance, even from a distance, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

At this distance, guns can't hit these monsters, and shooting is just a waste of bullets.

The Heavy naturally knew this.

They are all waiting for a signal.

"Comrade Belikov."

With a gun in his hand, Lermontov looked ahead and said to the commissar beside him.

"I'm honored to fight with you."

Belikov was silent, only nodded, and with a pistol in his hand, he glanced at the trumpeter.

The distance between the corpses got closer and closer, and the terrible screams became louder and louder.

It wasn't until the living corpse at the front crossed the gun line that Lermontov straightened the brim of his hat.

"Guys, fire at will and kill these bitche-raised monsters!"

The trumpeter received the order and immediately put the trumpet to his lips.

The trumpet sounded loudly.

Gunfire and artillery followed.

The living corpses in the front row stepped on the minefield, and the mines exploded, causing many monsters to shatter and fly with the dirt.

But this did not stop the progress of the living corpses in the follow-up, and from the smoke of gunpowder, more monsters swarmed in.

The heavy machine gun pulled up the firing line, and the firing line mixed with tracer rounds shone in the dusk, outlining a barrier around the town.

A large-caliber bullet landed on the bodies of those living corpses, and a single shot was enough to cause large holes in their bodies and incapacitate them.

The artillery hidden next to the buildings continued to fire, the shells fell in the birch forest, on the fields, in the dirt, countless living corpses were shattered, and fell into deep craters on the ground, and the viscous and charred bodily fluids seeped into the dirt, making the pollution unforgettable.

For the first ten minutes, such an offensive did stop the advance of the living corpses.

However, with the overheating of the barrel and the interval between the replacement of bullets, those living corpses pressed closer and further, causing the defensive circle to shrink continuously, even if the grenades were almost exhausted, it was still difficult to completely contain them.

Thirty minutes into the battle, there were already living corpses that had slipped through the net into the town, and the transcendents used their abilities to blast those scattered living corpses out of the town, and under the sheer number and the excessive pollution of these living corpses, the transcendents were also insignificant.

What Qiao Du didn't know was that these monsters had caused more than 10 million deaths, and it was these soldiers who had built the walls with their flesh and blood to resist the monstrous flood of onslaught.

Today, just by looking at it, millions of living corpses are gathering in the Chernobyl zone.

Dusk obscured and the town fell into shadows, tracer bullets glittering in the darkness, and they fell into a sea of living corpses, never to be found again.

The first dead man of the company appeared in the northeast corner of the town, it was a supply man, and when he was changing the ammunition for the heavy machine gun, a living corpse rushed over, and there was almost no time to react, the soldier's head was twisted off, and his comrades did not have time to grieve, and the other living corpses dragged the corpse back that was hanging on the ground, and there was no trace of it.

"How long will the ammunition last?"

Lermontov asked.

Under normal circumstances, they carried enough supplies and ammunition to sustain a normal special company for ten hours of continuous combat, but that was when they were fighting with people, at least they didn't need heavy machine guns to continuously output ammunition, and now, Lermontov felt that the defense line was crumbling, and he didn't know how long his comrades would last.

Bai Lian stood on the roof, looking at those living corpses, she didn't feel disgusted or frightened, she only felt a little touched.

From Qiao Dui's words, these people relied on such weapons and methods to fight against such monsters eighty years ago.

They fought to the last man, then detonated the bomb and fell into the abyss with all the monsters.

Qiao Du didn't have time to watch the battle, and in his consciousness, golden silk threads fell from the sky and fell all over the town.

When the two planes were connected by Joe's drag and anchor, he believed that other investigators would be able to observe the change as well.

Soon, Twilight discovers that in the square in the center of the town, a door looms.

With the flames burning around that door, the town's pollution depth was turned upside down.

Boom –

A pillar of flame rose from the door, and the door opened, and there seemed to be an endless wail inside.

Qiao Du glanced at Captain Lermontov, who was directing the battle, briefly explained what he had to do, and dragged Bai Lian downstairs together.

Amid the sound of artillery fire, they came to the central square of the town.

The towering pillar of fire seemed intense, but it had no temperature.

The door opened, and there seemed to be something inside struggling to get out.

Jotwilight stretched the golden thread over, and seeing that the flames wouldn't burn him, she reached out and grasped the edge of the door.

The next moment, the flames enveloped Qiao Dui's whole body, and the temperature suddenly increased.

Twilight put her hand inside the door.

He knew that although the [Gate of Hell] should be a heavily polluted alien space, a realm that could truly be called hell, Qiao Du also knew it.

The so-called heavily polluted alien space is the battlefield in which I am located.

He still remembers the first time he opened the Gates of Hell and saw what it was like.

A sea of fire, dilapidated buildings, burned and struggling corpses.

Now, Jo Twilight knows that this is Chernobyl today.

In that case, he didn't have to worry about any danger on the other side of the door.

Suddenly, Qiao Dui felt that he had grasped something, and he jerked back.

Du Ruo stumbled out of the door.

Behind him, Chekov, Ramses, and Marianne fell out of the door, as if gravity was not in the same direction as outside.

Chekov looked around, he smelled gunpowder, heard the sound of artillery fire, saw the soldiers coming and going.

Suddenly, Chekov shuddered at the touch of time, and his heart, which had been dormant for many years, seemed to beat violently again.

"I'm back."

It was a battlefield that Chekov had never experienced, and it was his deepest regret in eighty years.

"I'm back."

He knew that at this moment, he was already standing on the ground of the Battle of Chernobyl.

(End of chapter)