"How much ammo do we have left?"
Rakshin looked at the bamboo mountain in the distance and asked the logistics officer of the Blood Wolf Regiment. The logistics officer was a standard Mongolian, with a wide forehead, a flat nose, a big face, and a pair of small eyes.
"Previously, the regiment commander had stored 300,000 rounds, and yesterday, another 50,000 rounds were secretly shipped over. Including the ones that the soldiers brought with them, we have a total of 600,000 rounds …"
Hearing the logistics officer's words, Rakshin was relieved. Last time, they had made great contributions, and Jin Xing had been bothering Zhang Xiaoqiang every day, telling him about the pressure they faced due to the lack of ammo, and how many soldiers died because they did not have enough ammo. This made Zhang Xiaoqiang very uncomfortable, so he secretly gave them 400,000 rounds of ammo.
Jin Xing, on the other hand, knew that the bullets he had obtained privately were only his backdoor. When the logistics officer was distributing the ammunition, he would give them what they needed. With Jin Xing's efforts, their ammunition reserves were above the standard of the other troops, and even the main force could match up to them. Coupled with Rakshin's habit of being thrifty, their ammunition reserves were one of the troops with the most ammunition in the army.
Plus, they had always been the reserve team, so they did not have many opportunities to fight. So compared to the other troops, only they, the Main Force, and the Second Regiment still had confidence in the upcoming battle.
The Main Force was Zhang Xiaoqiang's trump card, so they had the biggest advantage in terms of supplies. The Garrison Regiment and the Independent Regiment did not have ammo, so the Main Force had to ensure that they had enough. The Second Regiment was formed from the Silver Stream Army, so they had their own stockpile. After the merger, they did not hand over all their ammo, so they did not lack ammo. On the contrary, they still had a few thousand 107 rockets.
"Today, we will beat the zombies to a pulp …"
Ding Ziqiang stood on top of the tank and shouted at the battalion and company commanders who were lined up in a row. Behind the battalion commanders were thousands of soldiers, hundreds of armored vehicles and assault vehicles, as well as all kinds of mortars and anti-tank cannons. They were lined up neatly together with the phalanx of soldiers.
Every officer and soldier's body tensed up as they stared at their regiment commander. The steel spears in their hands were already dripping with water. Not a single one of them panicked, and not a single one of them was absent-minded. They were full of confidence in the upcoming battle because they were the main force.
"Are you guys ready?"
Ding Ziqiang, who had finished mobilizing, suddenly shouted in a loud voice. His rough voice penetrated the eardrums of two thousand people, rousing everyone's spirits. At the same time, they stood at attention, and the sound of uniform footsteps brought thousands of people shouting at the same time, "Be ready!"
"If you don't have bullets, then use your sword to chop it. If the blade can't block it, then use your horse to ram it. If the horse dies, then use your bare hands to break the zombie's neck. Can you do that?"
Xu Hao stood in front of the eight hundred cavalrymen and shouted loudly. This made the soldiers in front of him change their expressions. Their commander was treating beanbun like dry rations. He was just short of asking them to bite the zombies with their teeth. If they really reached that stage, the cavalry regiment wouldn't be far from being destroyed.
"Look at your cowardly faces. You're a disgrace to my cavalry regiment. Forget it, as long as you follow me, wherever I go, you'll rush. Wherever I run, you'll run. Can you do it?"
Following this clamor, the cavalrymen below exploded. One by one, they pulled down their lapels and promised their commander with flushed faces that they would definitely be able to keep up. This made Xu Hao spit on the ground and scolded loudly, "Ptui!
You're all a bunch of idiots! "
The commanders of each troop were mobilizing their troops. Other than a few specific troops, the garrison regiment, the independent regiment, and the cavalry regiment didn't have much ammunition. The cavalry regiment was still fine, even if they ran out of ammunition, they still had their sabers. Each of the cavalrymen used thick leather or canvas to tie their legs, so they didn't have to worry about being scratched by the zombies. However, the other troops couldn't do so. They only had shields and swords to equip the Suicide Squad, but the other soldiers didn't have any. Therefore, Shi Yuanyo and Zhao Jun didn't plan to let the two garrison regiments and the independent regiment participate in today's plan.
The other troops were all mobilized. Bao Lingmin and his suicide squad were quietly sharpening their weapons and wiping their shields. In the morning, Bao Lingmin handed over all his bullets to the command center. He received more than a hundred tripwires, ten rocket launchers, and thirty rocket bombs.
They had always used blades and shields to kill zombies, so they didn't have the habit of relying on guns. With guns in hand, most of the time, they were used to deter deserters. After two days of fierce battles, the death row prisoners were familiar with the rhythm of the battlefield. Even if they didn't have guns, no one would run away in fear. Therefore, when he heard that the troops were short on ammunition, Bao Lingmin handed over the hundred thousand bullets that he had allocated to them in exchange for a few weapons that could deal with the type 2 zombies.
Just as they finished preparing, the white smoke signal flare flew into the sky. Bao Lingmin glanced at the white smoke in the sky, grabbed his sword and shield, and shouted. He turned around and walked towards the sea of zombies. In the center of the sea of zombies, there was a lonely mountain that looked like a bamboo shoot, standing in the middle of the black sea.
Behind Bao Lingmin, more than two thousand men with knives and shields lined up neatly and walked towards the front line in an orderly manner. The orderly troops spread out between heaven and earth. Every condemned prisoner had a faint indifference as they held their knives and shields and walked towards the front line of the zombies. No one spoke, no one communicated. Only when they walked, they would mumble something, as if they were praying for the blessings of God, so that they could live to withdraw from the front line.
The speed of walking was never fast. When the Suicide Squad reached their position, the other troops were already in place. The time was one minute past nine in the morning. Their plan would be carried out at a quarter past nine. No one didn't hope that time could be extended indefinitely. It felt like a long time had passed, but it also felt like it was just a blink of an eye. The order to attack had arrived. In front of them were countless zombies. Today, they were going to charge into the sea of zombies and reach the top of the bamboo shoot mountain.
Four thousand wooden boxes filled with rockets were lined up in front of the formation. Thousands of Garrison Regiment and Independent Regiment were busy working on it. This was the only firepower they could bring out. Although the 107mm twelve-barrel rocket launcher had been destroyed, the conditions to launch this kind of rocket launcher was relatively simple. It only required a few dry batteries and two wires to ignite and fire.
This kind of rocket launcher designed in 63 was a powerful weapon that could be used under extreme conditions. There was a white line along the length of the rocket launcher, which could be used as the baseline for aiming. It was equipped with two portable calipers that could be used for aiming and measuring. As long as there was a hard ground that was slightly longer than the shell, the rocket launcher would be able to fly steadily. Trained soldiers could easily hit a target that was the size of a house 1500 meters away.
Thousands of rocket launchers ignited at the same time at a quarter past nine. Suddenly, the entire launch site was set ablaze. Countless flames instantly covered the ground. In the next moment, the sky was covered by thousands of rocket launchers. Thousands of rocket launchers covered the clouds and the sky. Dragging a long trail of flames behind them, they pressed down from the sky and crashed into the sea of zombies that were surging towards them.
The sound of hundreds of rocket launchers exploding at the same time was spectacular. When thousands of rocket launchers exploded at the same time, it was terrifying. The ground that was occupied by the sea of black zombies seemed to split open, causing the magma in the earth's core to spurt out in the shortest amount of time possible. Following that, countless columns of smoke rushed up into the sky like swimming dragons.
All the explosions and columns of smoke appeared to be slow but were actually fast in the eyes of the tens of thousands of people. After that, the earth shook, and no one could stand anymore. One by one, they fell down. Cars and tanks swayed from the tremors of the earth. Following that, the sky darkened. Thousands of columns of smoke twisted and intertwined in the sky. Finally, it formed an irregular black cloud that blocked out the sun.
The rumbling came at the same time as the column of smoke rose, stinging everyone's eardrums. They sat on the ground and covered their ears as they stared blankly at the black cloud in front of them. The explosion only lasted for a moment, but the extension of the explosion was more frightening than the explosion itself.
No one knew what kind of disaster would be caused by the explosion of four thousand 107mm rockets at the same time. No one dared to say what kind of attack the sea of zombies suffered. Even though they were two kilometers away, they were still shaken by the tremors of the earth, let alone the zombies in the center of the explosion.