On the Sanshan position, all kinds of messy objects scattered everywhere, the shells buried on the surface of the soil, damaged shoes, steel helmets on the back, and damaged gun weapons. The three mountains are very quiet, and the zombies under the mountain are Attacking upwards, even if the zombies are close to halfway up the mountain, no one is shooting.

The huge corpses between the three mountains have become the black wreckage. The numerous bones are burnt like flames like coal ash. The black ashes are scattered everywhere. Except for the three big mountains, the ten-kilometer radius is the black pressure. The focus is black, and countless zombies are surging in these black ash, which makes it impossible to tell which color is the earth, which is the color of the zombies, as if the three big mountains have been occupied by zombies.

"when……"

An empty can was thrown out of the trench, and it slammed into the shell that was scattered outside the trench. Then it rolled down the hillside and smashed down to the zombie group that climbed below.

"Get up, get up, make food..."

The hustle and bustle of the hustle and bustle seems to be the dumb sound of the old bark friction, but it is not big, but it makes more people shout, the voice is also hoarse and dry, and then the battlefield stands silently hundreds of zombies and skinny. Man.

These men are all a look, dirty and unkempt hair, dark and greasy cheeks, deep eyelids, and their thin body is only a little stronger than a little.

The men slowly held the black-grey earthen wall to the top of the mountain, moving very slowly, almost one step at a time, as if they were a little faster, they would fall and never get up again.

The squatting men climbed to the top of the mountain with difficulty, and they used up the last glimmer of force. They sat down on the ground and gasped. There were countless helmets and metal bullets beside them. These bullet boxes were facing the windward side. Seeing these objects, they rummaged through them, and if they were lucky, they could find a few drops of dew that had not yet evaporated to moisturize the scorpions.

Zhao Deyi dragged a burlap bag to the center with a gasless power. He looked at hundreds of men around him, grabbed the bag with his hands and buckled it outwards, and the white cakes rolled onto the tarpaulin on the floor, waiting until all three bags were empty. The cake has accumulated into a hill.

One soldier came forward, picked up his own cake and went to the side to kneel down, tore a small piece into his mouth, dampened with water, and swallowed hard into his throat.

Zhao Deyi, who also took the bread, looked at the soldiers. He was so sad. Counting today, this is the 20th day they were surrounded by the hills. How did these 20 days collapse? Almost no one wants to think back. Everyone present knows that if there is **** in the world, here is.

There is no shortage of food here. When the helicopters are transporting ammunition to them, they always come with some big cakes. They lack water. The water source they have prepared is enough for them to use for a month, but the fire that burned the bodies a few days ago made them consume. A lot of water to withstand high temperature baking.

The time was not long. The soldiers present in the room had finished eating the cakes in their hands. They looked at their sergeants with hot eyes. Zhao Deyi turned to look at his adjutant. The adjutant nodded and went to the top of the mountain top where the big bags and empty shells were stacked. Open an iron plate, pull the rubber hose from the inside and connect it to the hand pump. As he pushes and pulls, the clear water flows from the interface to the iron bucket.

The water source is stored under the surface. The soldiers don't know how much water is under their feet. They only care about how much water they can get. There is not much water. Half a cup of each person. This half cup of water is their entire afternoon supply. Next time. Drinking water has to wait until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Deyi is more worried than the soldiers below. The soldiers have shown a lazy state of discomfort. Although the ammunition is not much, it is also one side. The main reason is that they have been stuck in the hills surrounded by zombies for a long time. The soldiers are day and night. They are all fighting in an urgent situation. They are always facing death, hurt, cold, and the most terrible thirst. The various reasons quickly consume the morale of the soldiers. If there is no support for helicopters, I am afraid that the troops will be paralyzed.

Want to restore the morale of the soldiers, there is only one way, to withdraw to a safe place, let them take a shower, the United States and the United States to sleep, wait for them to rest well, is definitely a good man for steel forging, but here This simple and simple wish can be the most extravagant expectation.

The soldiers drank their own water and helped each other to get up and walk toward the trenches. Only when they stayed there can they feel safe. In the Sanshan position, there is no absolute rear. Compared to the uncovered hills, the trenches are The places they are most familiar with can give them a little peace of mind.

Looking at the departing soldiers, Zhao Deyi sighed and raised the telescope to observe the other two hills. The other hills were similar to this one. In the 20-day battle, the ammunition was basically exhausted. The only thing that could resist the zombies was the steep slope. The 75-degree **** not only creates obstacles for them, but also swears for zombies. As long as they are careful to prevent flexible S2 zombies from breaking through the barbed wire and the shackles, they will be temporarily untouched.

In the telescope, the heads of the other two hills are also looking at him. Maybe looking for a little peace of mind, Zhao Deyi tries to crack his mouth and make a laugh, waving to them. After the other party responds, he puts down the telescope and goes to his hiding place. Ready to get through this boring afternoon.

Suddenly, the adjutant pointed out loudly at the distant sky. Zhao Deyi saw the helicopter flying near, and the streamer-shaped fuselage of the mourner helicopter’s texture was the first sight of everyone. It felt like a horrible angel. After giving them support, the plane was the most holy in their hearts. When they saw the plane, the previously dead position suddenly cheered.

Zhao Deyi did not cheer. He did not see the plane carrying any parcels. The plane did not stop as he thought. He flew across the sky and flew in the direction of Wuhan. At this time, he guessed something and his heart suddenly fell into despair. The connection between the bases and the bases was intermittent, and the inquiries there were mostly perfunctory. If there were materials sent every day, he would have long suspected that the base was lost.

But today, the plane did not pay attention to their direct flight, perhaps there are other tasks, but today's supply seems to have been forgotten by people deliberately, is it really something wrong?

"Help me contact the base and ask them how they can't replenish their ammunition today? We only have more than 20,000 bullets left, if there are no bullets..."

Zhao Deyi rushed to the communication station with the antenna. When he was not near, he gave a loud command to the communications officer who was waiting for the radio station. However, the usual noisy communication office was very quiet today. When I saw a few people sitting inside, Zhao Deyi’s heart suddenly became tight. Is it?

"Is it true? We have saved..."

Suddenly, a communicationsman spoke to himself, and then the entire communication center broke out. They shouted loudly, their faces were red, they embraced each other, and even forgot their chiefs stood on one side and cheered for five minutes. Afterwards, Zhao Deyi had not waited for their emotions to calm down. On the contrary, there were more and more serious incidents. Two of them were crying and crying, and the mouth was still making a heartbreaking cry, which made him really unable to bear it.

"Who can tell me what happened? Is your brother coming back?"

Zhao Deyi awkwardly screamed the big men who cried into a pile. They wiped away tears in their eyes and looked at Zhao Deyi’s excited shouting:

"Chier, we have saved, and the reinforcements are coming..."

"I will give me the spirit. Whenever you don't drop the chain, can we look at it now? Fang Zhanbo, you lead the first team of the Marine Corps as a striker, you must insert it into the blade, with the fastest Speed ​​attacked the mountains, do not care about the zombies on both sides, the second team will help you clean up.

Hu Zhongping, your second brigade carries all the heavy machine guns and covers them behind them. No matter how many casualties, you have to be optimistic about their back road. If you can successfully rescue this time, it depends on you... ”

The deputy commander of the Yangtze River Fleet has a stern look, and his command is issued in a stern manner. In front of him, several officers sit rigorously and sit up. With the command of the peak, they dare not speak out, but they are flexing their hands in private, etc. Have a good fight.

"boom……."

The violent vibration caused the people in the room to lean forward and then they swayed their position. The peak tidyed up the pleated military uniform and paused for a moment, catching the previous topic and continuing to preach in the carriage:

"I know that you have a lot of experience in street fighting and have a lot to deal with small-scale zombies, but today is our first large-scale frontal battle. It is not a few hundred thousand zombies, at least hundreds of thousands of zombies. So I hope that you don't have to underestimate the thoughts, especially you, Ai Qingshan..."

It is a young man who is named. The biggest difference between this young man and the few people present here is his youth. Compared with others, he is mature at the age of twenty-six and six. Only he has a seventeen-year-old face. In wearing, he also has no new ideas. People are wearing military uniforms and straight backs, but he is different.

The fluffy messy and sleek cover of most of the eyes, want to see his eyes, only through the hair gap can be found, the left earlobe is wearing shiny diamond stud earrings, the right ear is wearing nine ear eyes There are nine gold earrings in various styles. In addition, he is still a white face on his left, and there is an alternative tattoo. The tattoo is a bright red lip print, as if he had just been kissed by a beautiful woman~lightnovelpub.net ~ Have not had time to wipe.

The military uniforms are also very distinctive. The upper arm parts of the two sleeves are torn off. The messy thread makes his military uniform have some hip-hop taste. The wind button on the neckline is absolutely unnecessary. A huge gold necklace hangs on the neck, as if粗 拴 的 的 的 崭 崭 崭 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴 拴

When he peaked his name, he didn't notice that although he was also sitting sideways, his ears were carrying Bluetooth hi-fi headphones, and the whole body trembled with an odd rhythm, so that other officers around him could look at them. There was a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, but no one said it, and seemed to care about it.

"Ai Qingshan, turn off your broken headphones!!!"

The peak can no longer stand this guy, the blue veins on the forehead jumped, as if cramping, Ai Qingshan was awakened by the people around him, looking up at the peak of anger, erecting the index finger, squinting Waiting for a moment, looking back and slamming his fist on the face of his guy, a scream, Ai Qingshan took a nose, rubbed his fist on his chest, turned his head and looked at his forehead with innocent eyes. The pistol said very awkwardly:

"I'm wrong, I don't dare anymore, Commander, don't scare me with this toy. Next time you tie me directly to the artillery muzzle, where I am absolutely afraid..."

The other faces were brilliant, and the peak looked at the unruly guy's eyes, and he did not hesitate to pull the trigger. The gun flame flashed, but he saw Ai Qingshan making various exaggerated facial expressions and twisting his legs. Swinging in the bullet track, the peak will insert the pistol of the empty clip into the holster, Ai Qingshan pleased to reach in front of him, and fifteen bullets with a burning sensation suspended in his palm like a spiral Rotate.