Rakshasa was overjoyed. He roared repeatedly to express the joy in his heart. Following their orders, the soldiers ran back and forth. Rakshasa himself pulled the rifle over his shoulder and loaded it. He shouted to the other soldiers, "What are you waiting for, charge …"
Fifty blindfolded mutated horses rushed down the mountain like a flood under the soldiers' drive, knocking over countless zombies. From time to time, some mutated horses would lose their balance and roll on the hillside, smashing into the group of zombies. In the next moment, they would be covered by the zombies and let out a miserable cry as countless pieces of flesh and blood were torn off.
Zou Xiang laughed bitterly. He pinched his eyebrows and shook his head. Then, he placed his hands on the table and tilted his upper body slightly. He stared at Zou Xiang with a forceful gaze. Zou Xiang could not bear this kind of pressure. His body involuntarily leaned back, but the sweat on his face continued to slide down his chin.
"I don't want to find out who is right or wrong. The problem now is that there is a problem at the front line. The soldiers can only eat rice and have no other food. I want to ask our Minister of Agriculture, how should we solve this problem … Even if you apologize a thousand times, it won't solve the problem of the soldiers' stomachs. So, I just want you to think of a way to let them eat vegetables. If they can't eat vegetables, pickles will do too …"
More than fifty loud roars resounded through the valley from where the zombies were gathered. There was no dazzling fireball, only a curtain of blood and flesh. In an instant, more than fifty horses had their flesh and blood splattered. The zombies that were gathered on the horses were also swept by countless steel balls. The surviving zombies had just gotten up when they went crazy. Flesh and blood, countless pieces of flesh and blood were scattered everywhere …
The AK74 rifle spat out a tongue of fire beside the brawny man, causing the flesh of the zombies that pounced on him to scatter and fly backward. Then, dozens of rockets that spewed white smoke smashed down the mountain and exploded on the edge of the road. Looking at the position at the top of the mountain and the Blood Wolf soldiers that stood with him, the brawny man let out a roar to vent his anger. He picked up a steel knife and was about to rush down, but he was grabbed by the collar by the soldier beside him and dragged backward …
The last word "ostrich" was especially pronounced, so heavy that it made Fen Xiang's heart tremble. Fen Xiang suddenly sat up, beads of cold sweat quickly seeping out of his forehead. He didn't dare to refute, so he said in a low voice, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't do my job well …"
In Alxa, the battle at the front directly affected the rear. The survivors in the rear had just gotten used to their roles when they were dragged into an all-out war by Zhang Xiaoqiang's army. Although they didn't have to go to the front to fight the zombies, they had to prepare the supplies needed at the front.
Below the two of them, the winding road was filled with smoke. Warhorses riding mighty cavalry ran back and forth, tanks slowly retreated from the mountain road, and countless zombie corpses covered the entire road, extending to the end …
Zhou Jie was dressed in a neat set of casual clothes and sat at the head of the table. There were more than ten people sitting on either side of him. There were men and women, and the blonde Eliza was among them. Xiang Fei, Xiao Lang, and Lin Dongliang were also participating. However, Xiao Lang couldn't sit still, as if there were nails poking into his butt from the chair.
When the small county was almost considered poor, they had to start from scratch, and couldn't completely guarantee the lives of the civilians. Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's order, the horn of war was blown.
Although there were some livestock that survived the apocalypse, there weren't many of them. The West was too big, and there wasn't enough manpower to search for them. This indirectly led to the frontline not having enough meat to replenish their supplies. In such a high-intensity battle, it wasn't enough to just eat rice and salt. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care so much, he had already given the order to the rear, even if they couldn't guarantee meat, they had to guarantee the supply of vegetables.
Under the charge of thousands of people, the D2 zombies couldn't stop them, and the S2 zombies couldn't stop them either. They couldn't even make a single wave before they were submerged … …
When Zhou Jie said this, a man in his thirties with an honest face was embarrassed. He lowered his head and looked at the table, not daring to meet Zhou Jie's eyes. The people around him didn't reveal an expression of schadenfreude, they only looked at Zhou Jie, as if waiting to see who would be the next unlucky one.
3000 people rushed down the mountain, and the zombies along the way fell one after another, either decapitated, or shot in the head by bullets. The D2 zombies let out angry roars, and in the next moment, they were blasted into pieces by the rocket launchers.
Under Lakeshon's order, countless shouts came from the hilltop.
One by one, the Wolf Flag Soldiers rushed out of the hilltop towards the zombies at a loss. Even among the zombies, there were many tall and sturdy D2 zombies, but these soldiers were not afraid.
The Wolf Flag Soldiers were not the only ones charging. More than a thousand Suicide Squad armed with blades and shields charged at the front, and the one leading the charge was the bald man who was forcefully brought down by a few soldiers.
The zombies scrambled to eat the scattered horse meat. The zombies' charge was not stopped by bullets, artillery shells, or rocket launchers, but by the scattered flesh and blood everywhere. Following that, a sharp high-frequency sound came from somewhere in the group of zombies. Countless zombies fell to the ground, and at the same time, a lone group of zombies was exposed. In the next moment, more than 10 black dots landed beside the zombies, and a fireball erupted, and the high-frequency sound came to an abrupt stop … …
Ishihara Ye grabbed the battle report and read it a few times, then let out a long sigh of relief. He walked to stand beside Zhang Xiaoqiang, and looked at the Blood Wolf Flag's smoke-filled position with him, and said, "This is a big victory … …"
"This is not a big victory, this is just a warm-up. When you face millions of zombies in the future, you will understand that this is really nothing … …"
Everyone was cheering, except for Lu Qishan. He knew that this counterattack should have been launched by both sides at the same time. Before, he was too conservative, and only wanted to defend the position. He had a reason to sit back and watch the situation of the Blood Wolf Regiment. When the fifty horses created a storm of flesh and blood, and when the Z-type went crazy, he should have made the first move. It was because of his natural cautiousness that he let the best opportunity slip away. Now that the Blood Wolf Regiment had achieved such a great achievement, it made his heart feel unusually heavy.
Looking at the cheering soldiers at the foot of the hill, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment also cheered. This was the first time they had killed so many zombies at once, and such an achievement made them feel proud as participants.
The burly man who was being dragged by the four soldiers was like an injured beast, struggling and howling. Suddenly, the ground started to shake, and huge hooves stepped on the corpses around him as they charged forward. He tried to raise his head, but he could only see the huge bodies of the horses passing by him, and he could vaguely see something tied to the backs of the horses …
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Ishihara had been sitting in the rear, and they had no idea whether the Blood Wolf Regiment and the Independent Regiment could stop the Z-type. When the messenger reported the latest battle report to Zhang Xiaoqiang with trembling hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly jumped up and read the report several times. He grabbed the report with his right hand and sent it to Ishihara with a gust of wind. Without saying anything, he grabbed the telescope and looked at the position of the Blood Wolf Regiment in the distance.
When the horn was blown, it was a fatal blow to the economic system of the two towns. All the supplies had to be secured at the frontline. It was not easy to have all kinds of supplies. The supplies left behind in the past could only guarantee a part of the supplies. Most of the supplies needed a lot of manpower and raw materials. The western part of Inner Mongolia had a weak foundation. Before the third rain, 90% of the western part was desert. There were not many wild animals.
Lu Qishan and his independent regiment stared blankly at the blood wolf group. They also saw the previous battle. The position of the blood wolf group was in crisis. They wanted to support, but they didn't have extra strength. They didn't expect that the blood wolf group would use the horses as suicide bombs. They fought a beautiful counterattack and annihilated all the zombies in one battle.
There was no excessive decoration in the simple meeting room, only a row of wooden tables and two rows of wooden chairs. There were no flowers on the table, only A4 papers placed in front of everyone.
"What's wrong with our vegetables?
Why can't we protect the front line when plants can grow so fast?
Other resources are okay, because we can't do it, but why is there a problem with the vegetables that we can produce? "
"Yan Xiang, don't you have anything to say?
As the minister of agriculture, do you only know how to be an ostrich? "
"Killed … We killed … Quick, tell Zhang Xiaoqiang the good news, and send someone to find the regiment commander hiding in the back …"
More horses rushed into the depths of the zombie horde, and the zombies in the horde all targeted the horses. D2 zombies and S2 zombies all rushed towards the horses.