Unfortunately, the number of zombies far exceeded the officers' expectations, and their actions were extremely consistent, and they seemed to use tactics. First, they violently attacked the Guanji Main Canal Bridge on the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway, and the corpses they dropped almost filled the two waterways.

Exiting the flat land hundreds of meters wide, they successfully attracted the defensive attention to the east.

Just as the fierce fighting was going on, bad news came from ten kilometers to the west. A group of zombies raided the bridge on the Yanluo Expressway. It was guarded by more than 200 volunteers from the Americas. It was broken through in less than 20 minutes.

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According to those who retreated, the number of zombies attacking here was not large, but there were hundreds of blue devils among them. They used the corpses of zombies as springboards and jumped to the other side after a few ups and downs. Once they got close to the human position, they became invincible.

If it wasn't for some reason that they didn't pursue them too far, no one would be able to get back.

Once one point was breached, the entire line of defense was no longer necessary. The human survivors had to evacuate to the Ninglian Expressway in a hurry and hurriedly built a second line of defense.

In the end, it was broken through after less than an hour. Now it was the last line of defense. All weapons, ammunition and supplies were stored in the area north of Yingbin Avenue. If it fell again, it would have to flee north in a hurry.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]

"General Yu, please give the order to retreat. If we don't leave, we will be surrounded!" A three-story building less than 500 meters away from Yingbin Avenue is the headquarters of the Southern Group.

In front of a desk with a map spread out, a sturdy man with a yellow beard wearing a full U.S. Army desert combat uniform and a night vision device on his tactical helmet was shouting suggestions in English to a middle-aged man wearing a green camouflage uniform.

His southern American accent, which was extremely difficult to understand, tortured the young translator wearing glasses next to him. Fortunately, the meaning was relatively simple, and he was able to translate it almost even after guessing.

"Commander Li, how is the situation of our troops?" The middle-aged man known as General Yu is the commander of the Southeast Alliance's most elite first division. He was also an active soldier before the outbreak of the zombie disease. He can still maintain his position under such circumstances.

Basically calm and not panicked.

"It's not good... There are too many zombies, and their actions are very unified. If it weren't for the large number of our self-propelled anti-aircraft guns and the dense buildings along the line, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to resist now. If we just keep fighting like this, the gun barrels will soon be exhausted.

Even if we replace them, the number of shells will not last until dawn."

The staff officer on the side put down his headphones, looked at the notebook on the table that compiled the battle reports ahead, and gave a more pertinent assessment of the battle situation. Although he did not express his personal opinion, he already had an answer from his eyes.

"Shit, it's just shit! Those monsters that run like dogs have body temperature. In your words, zombie dogs? Yes, they are zombie dogs. The zombies are under their command.

I saw with my own eyes that a tank was stopped by zombies holding steel pipes thrust into its tracks. Oh my god, zombies can use tools! This kind of war is simply massacre, it’s bullshit! I can’t let the soldiers die here in vain.

We must retreat, the sooner the better!”

However, this relatively implicit expression was obviously not recognized by the American officer. He felt that the actual situation on the front line must be reflected to the battlefield commander in front of him. The emphasis was not on quantity but on quality.

He has participated in many zombie cleanup missions in North America, and has never seen such a zombie army with such unified actions, clear goals and the ability to use tools. The fear of the unknown has made him lose the courage to continue fighting, let alone for the sake of others.

Interested guests die in a foreign country.

As for the heroic words I said when I came here and the ulterior thoughts I had in my heart, I have probably forgotten them at this time. As the same saying goes, bully the weak and fear the strong. Thousands of people can besiege hundreds of people to take advantage, but thousands of people can fight against at least hundreds of thousands of zombies.

Stop talking nonsense. If we had known this would happen, no one would have come.

"Division Commander, our frontline officers also reacted in this way, especially the Blue Devils. They always launch a group charge when the defensive firepower has just weakened. This is how the previous line of defense was breached.

Obviously, this batch of zombies is very different from what we have encountered before. Before we fully understand their origin, it is safer to be conservative. The first division is the most important support of the alliance."

This time, the staff officer began to make suggestions without waiting for the translator to finish reading. Although he was not used to the arrogant behavior of these foreigners, he had to admit the fact that American officers were very observant and accurately discovered abnormalities.

"Order the baggage troops to speed up the transfer... hold on for ten more minutes, and then withdraw in an orderly manner across the line. The armored troops and engineers will break up the rear and lay all the mines we carry along the way! Pack up, we are also preparing to withdraw... poke you

The ancestors were born eighteen times!”

Seeing that none of his men had the courage to fight to the end, Commander Yu, even though he was reluctant to throw away the luggage that he had finally brought, could only do as he pleased. But when he remembered that those supplies were saved little by little by the elders in his hometown, especially

Once weapons and ammunition are discarded, they cannot be effectively replenished, which makes them curse in their hometown dialect.

"Uncle, they have withdrawn!"

Just as the army of human survivors gradually evacuated the Yingbin Avenue defense line, a small village located 20 kilometers southeast of the city center was also surrounded by zombies.

On the roof, a dark zombie suddenly spoke, with a crisp female voice and clear enunciation. At the same time, he stretched out his hands and took off a round helmet from his head, revealing the face of a delicate young woman.

"How many times have I told you, do not take off your helmet unless you are in the room! Put it on quickly, there are many foreigners here this time, and they are not all equipped with large drones. If discovered by thermal imaging equipment, you will be given a meal

When the bombs come down we are all screwed!"

There is also a zombie sitting next to her. If it doesn't move and doesn't speak, it does look the same as the silly zombies nearby. But obviously not. If you look closely, it is a bit bloated and it also wears a round helmet on its head.

"On such a hot day, it's too uncomfortable to cover a person in a tin can. We have Xiaolan standing guard and dogs on guard. There won't be any danger within a few kilometers nearby. Even if planes come to bomb, there must be sound."

!”

Not only did the woman disobey, but she also talked back. As she spoke, she punched her body with her fists, making a squeaking sound wherever she went. It sounded like it was not just a tin can, but it must have been wrapped with other thick materials.

"Stop the advance of the main attack force... Alexey, where have you been dawdling?" The man did not continue to ask the woman to put on a helmet. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on her face. He opened a small door in the mouth and inserted a stick.

He lit the cigarette, raised his walkie-talkie and shouted impatiently.

"Hiss, hiss... I am crossing the river in Yangzhong. There are too few bridges. I have only crossed half of it since the afternoon. Lord Jesus, don't worry. I have calculated it. There are two hundred zombies led by you and the angel."

Even if we fire with a thousand machine guns, we will still fight until dawn. As long as you two hide well, there will be no problem!"

Soon the intercom came through in Chinese, a bit lazily, full of complaints without any prompting, and there was a very rhythmic tapping sound in the background.

"How many zombies have you brought back?" The man in the helmet didn't quite believe the answer on the intercom. After walking for six or seven hours on two cross-river bridges, only half of them came back! Zombies are more orderly and obey orders than humans, no.

There will be chaos and chaos, but it can accommodate more people per unit area, and the efficiency of crossing the bridge is very high.

"With Angel's dogs, I found fourteen living corpses and called out all the zombies in the city, including those along the way. As for the number, I made a rough estimate based on the speed of crossing the bridge.

It should be no less than 20 million.

Hong, you once said that living corpses evolve by eating living corpses. Can I try it too? If I only try once, I will lose a living corpse. Maybe it can make me evolve more perfectly!"

"I advise you not to try it easily. The zombie virus in animals and the virus in humans may not be the same kind. If there is a conflict, not only will you not be able to evolve, but you may also become a victim of a virus war.

Don't worry, it won't be long before we can return to the base in the capital. Then we will move all the laboratory equipment and find a place where no one will disturb you. You can research as you like. First, approve ten living corpses and slowly dissect them.
Chapter completed!