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The Zombie Tide had begun to surge towards the Safe Zone from all directions. The first line of defense was utterly ineffective against the advancing zombies. Half of the guards had been bitten to death, while the other half fell to the hands of the Avengers Alliance under Zhang Fusheng. At this moment, only Liu Jie, Tang Feng, and Da Qiang remained at the first line of defense. The second line, which consisted of large trucks blocking the road, was also on the verge of collapse, teetering as it faced the impending breach by the Zombie Tide.
"Truck One has been pushed back! We need support, hurry! Don't let these zombies break through!" shouted a platoon leader stationed at Truck One, which had already been forced open by the zombies, creating a gap like a small hole in a dam. Although it seemed harmless for now, it wouldn't be long before the entire barrier would be breached—just like how a thousand-mile dam can be destroyed by an ant's nest.
But at that moment, who could spare a thought for him? Not only Truck One was in danger; signs of breach were evident at the connection points of the trucks. Bullets rained down like a storm, and spent shells covered the ground beneath the trucks like a layer of iron flooring. The front of the trucks had become a small mountain of zombie corpses, with countless zombies climbing over their fallen comrades to reach the trucks. One soldier accidentally had his pant leg grabbed by a zombie and fell into the tide; even though he was at Golden Level, he was quickly torn to pieces by the overwhelming horde.
Such scenes were playing out all around the trucks. The massive vehicles could no longer withstand the relentless assault from countless zombies. One truck after another was pushed aside, and many were even overturned with a thunderous crash, kicking up clouds of dust. Liu Jie witnessed this situation and realized that this second line of defense would not hold against the zombies any longer.
"Fall back to the military camp! Secure advantageous terrain for defense!" Liu Jie ordered as he retreated. He needed to command his troops to fend off these zombies. Wang Chao understood that the military camp was their last line of defense; if it fell, the residents of Jing City would be completely exposed to the zombies. "Is the Mechanized Unit ready? That will be our third line of defense!"
"They are assembled!" Amidst the chaos, a loud voice rang out—it was Ouyang En. Since returning to Jing City, Liu Jie had assigned Ouyang En a crucial task: to form a mechanized unit. Although most tanks and aircraft had been rendered useless during the initial outbreak of zombies, some remnants remained. Ouyang En's mission was to utilize these remaining vehicles to create a fighting force.
Hearing Ouyang En's words brought some relief to Liu Jie. He shouted, "Form up and retreat! Move to behind the military camp; rear guard cover front guard!"
True to Liu Jie's training, these troops had honed their skills over years amidst zombie crises. Despite many being just seventeen or eighteen years old, they had forged themselves into soldiers through battles against zombies. Facing an ocean-like wave of undead, although fear gripped their hearts, not one soldier thought of fleeing. They fired their weapons while retreating; occasionally someone would be caught by a zombie and torn apart!
"Er Gouzi! Don't worry about me!" shouted a soldier who was held back by a zombie. "For humanity!" He pulled the pin from his grenade and blew himself and several zombies apart. Others, stripped of weapons and limbs, lay on the ground but still clung desperately to a zombie's pant leg, trying to buy precious time for their comrades.
Heroes, heroic souls.
"Fire!" At that moment, several roll-up doors at the military camp opened up as five or six tanks rolled out, turning their turrets to fire. Shells rained down, blasting apart swathes of zombies. The corpses and flesh rained down like heavy droplets from above; severed limbs flew everywhere as each soldier appeared as if they had crawled out from a pool of blood.
"Form into a single line and gradually suppress these zombies! Infantry follow behind the tanks!" Liu Jie commanded urgently. "Check your gear and move quickly!" Liu Jie still did not know what was happening with Xiao Wei or how many scientists were left in Safe Zone with millions inside; every second they could hold out meant another second for preparation—each moment could save a life.
"A soldier should die on the battlefield!" shouted a warrior who had lost an arm, raising his gun. "Squad, charge with me!"
"Kill them!"
So grand was the scene that tears welled in Liu Jie's eyes. To train such soldiers, Liu Jie felt he could die without regrets!
The tank was slowly advancing, the thunderous sounds of artillery almost never ceased. At that moment, several dark figures suddenly darted forward. Liu Jie recognized them clearly; they were members of the Avengers Alliance, and he knew they were there to destroy the tank. "Guard team!" Liu Jie shouted. "Stop them, follow me!" But there was no guard team left.
The guard team had already perished while trying to stop the zombies earlier. Except for him, the commander, not a single person had retreated a step. They understood that retreating meant leaving behind a resident who could not escape, it meant a mother losing her child, it meant a child losing their loved ones. How could they dare to fall back?
"Charge!" Although the guard team had all fallen, the remaining soldiers were not to be underestimated. They realized that the tank was the only weapon capable of buying time and covering the evacuation of residents in the Safe Zone. Hundreds of soldiers surged out from behind the tank, attempting to stop these diamond-level opponents. But how could that be possible? Diamond level was something they wouldn’t even dare to dream of confronting.
Yet now, for the sake of protecting those they cared about, they were fearless.
Da Qiang and Tang Feng pressed forward without hesitation. Neither had retreated from the Zombie Tide; at this moment, they had no idea how many zombies they had slain. Their bodies were drenched in blood, even their eyes were smeared with it, blurring their vision. Seeing those shadows rushing toward them, they charged as well. Most of these opponents were diamond-level but still among the lower ranks. Da Qiang and Tang Feng had reached upper levels and were on the verge of breaking through to extraordinary levels; they could handle these foes.
"Charge!" Tang Feng said. "You take care of those two on the left; I'll handle the two on the right!"
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