There were only hundreds of S2 zombies in the vanguard, and they were instantly captured alive by thousands of Netrope Guns. Not long after, the sea of zombies below was still crowded, and countless zombies slowly climbed up. Just as the zombies' heads emerged from the ground, the observers pulled out their flare guns and pulled the trigger.
Red and green flare left a long trail of white smoke in the sky, and the next moment, a loud noise came from upstream. At the same time, all the observers retreated with the military vehicles, as well as the soldiers with Netrope Guns and Rifles.
As soon as the observers and soldiers retreated, a huge wave that looked like a white dragon came crashing down from upstream. The surging wave roared and scattered white spray all over the sky. It was a few meters high and rushed down along the previously blocked river.
When the huge wave came into contact with the zombies, countless zombies were swept up into the air by the huge wave and fell in all directions. The black mass of zombies rolled and spun in the big wave. The meandering torrent collided with the gentle river course, and the huge wave rushed up like a tsunami wall of water. With a thunderous sound, it smashed into the ground where the observers were previously standing.
Every time he swooped down, there would always be a large number of zombies that were brought down by the current. The white waves were broken and tumbling, and the black zombies were like scarecrows in the wind. As the white waves subsided, hundreds and thousands of zombies were rolling and struggling on the wet ground.
Not many people could see the scene in the distance. Zhang Xiaoqiang was one of them, and beside him was Shi Yuanya. Shi Yuanya put down the binoculars in his hand and said, "The plan was very successful. At least tens of thousands of zombies were washed away. If the zombies behind want to fill up the river, it will take tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of zombies. In this way, the zombies in Ordos will lose 15 to 20 percent of their forces, which will be of great help to our later battle plan."
Hearing Shi Yuanya's praise, Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the binoculars, looked calm, and shook his head.
"Unfortunately, the flow of water upstream is not large enough, and time is a bit tight. When I was in the gathering place, I killed millions of zombies just by relying on a moat. The key is that we don't have enough gasoline …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang stubbornly believed that the best way to fight zombies was with fire, and the best fuel for fire was gasoline. However, gasoline was their biggest shortcoming. They could barely keep their vehicles running, so how could they have extra gasoline to burn zombies?
"Err … Zhang Xiaoqiang, when I was fighting on the northern front, I seized a medium-sized oil transfer station. There isn't much damage there. The oil tanks are buried underground and are well preserved. If you need them urgently, you can use them first. Based on our transport capacity, we can transfer over a hundred tons in one night …"
Ishihara felt a little helpless. Gasoline was too precious. It was required for the movement of troops, the transportation of supplies, and the transfer of personnel. The fuel center only had about 300 to 400 tons of gasoline. It might seem like a lot, but it would only last a week for the entire Grassland Army.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat. He shook his head and said,
"Keep it. In the future, we'll need a lot of gasoline to transport the survivors to the northern military. It's not good over there, and many survivors are seriously exhausted. If we let them walk over on their own, the road to migration will become a road to death …"
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but look forward to the land under his feet. As long as the oil under his feet could be excavated, his Grassland Army would have another pair of wings. If they could solve the problem of ammunition, another pair of wings would grow, and then his army would be like flying tigers.
"It's a pity that the Ordnance Research Center in the rear has only just started researching the Thermite Incendiary Bomb. If it works earlier, we'll have another powerful weapon in our hands …"
Ishihara suddenly thought of the military's progress in the rear. It was still a long way to go before they could produce their own bullets. The Thermite Incendiary Bomb was not that easy to obtain, and the materials needed to make the shells were not that easy to obtain either. With the current level of the military, they could only guarantee the use of regenerative ammunition. However, China's shells had a flaw. If they were regenerative too many times, it would be difficult to ensure the accuracy of the bullets.
Under the premise that there was no way to expand the ammunition supply, finding more ways to kill became the focus of the military's research. The Thermite Incendiary Bomb became the next step in equipping the troops. Under the premise that the number of shells was decreasing, the Thermite Incendiary Bomb, which was not complicated to manufacture, was the best way to replace long-range firepower.
Ishihara's words didn't make Zhang Xiaoqiang think too much about it. To him, there were many things that he didn't understand, so he didn't think too much about the Thermite Incendiary Bomb. At that moment, he saw that the surging waves had calmed down, and the sea of zombies was still jumping in the river like dumplings. He immediately gave the order, "First team, go out …"
Ding Ziqiang didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in the face of millions of zombies. The soldiers below were already ready to go, and the magazines were already in their hands. Their backpacks were filled with spare bullets. When Zhang Xiaoqiang gave the order, more than two hundred military vehicles started moving at the same time, carrying the soldiers to the frontline position twenty kilometers away.
The zombies would never play around with you. They believed in quantity over quality. If there was a ditch, they would fill it. If there was a river, they would fill it. The river below had already returned to its normal flow. The chest-deep water made it difficult for the zombies to move, and they would often be washed away by the water after a few steps.
Layers of zombies floated downstream in the water, and more zombies sank to the bottom of the river, disappearing without a sound. However, these zombies were still a small portion of the sea of zombies. Countless zombies lined up in a black mass and pressed towards the river.
The number of zombies had an absolute advantage in this narrow river. Countless zombies intertwined at the corners of the river, and the layers of zombie corpses made the river narrow.
Seeing that the zombies were about to rush across the river, the sound of countless military shoes stepping on the muddy water suddenly came from the ground above the river. Then, the zombies were kicked into the river by the muddy military shoes.
More than two thousand soldiers stood in a line above the river, and each soldier pressed the butt of their rifle against their shoulders. Under the orders of their respective company commanders, gunshots sounded like frying beans above the river. Then, forty heavy machine guns spat out thick and long beams of light, sweeping towards the opposite side of the river a hundred meters away. Layers of zombies exploded in the stream of light …
Ding Ziqiang was only the first line of defense, and he was fighting according to the rules. No matter how many zombies they killed, they couldn't continue to stop the zombies from moving forward. The first group was fighting in full swing, and the second group was ready to go. Zhang Xiaoqiang had learned the lesson from the blockade at the gathering place.
He didn't send all the troops out. The high intensity of the firepower consumed a lot of the guns. Even if the soldiers were holding the latest standard rifles, once they continuously fired hundreds of bullets, they would have to stop and rest for maintenance.
The effect of more than two thousand people was obvious, and Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel proud. He turned his head and asked Cao Lidong beside him:
"Our soldiers are fighting well, right?
Compared to your fighting power, who is stronger? "
Only Zhang Xiao Qiang had such confidence. Out of all the factions he had met, there were very few that could fight the zombies well. Even if it was a proper army, didn't the Silver Creek Army get chased out of the Silver Creek Plains by millions of zombies?
"Your tactics are better than the troops of Heilongjiang and Jilin. They are used to using space to fight and retreat, gradually consuming the strength of the zombies. The use of the terrain is similar to theirs …"
Cao Lidong only compared Zhang Xiaoqiang's troops with the other two troops of the Northeast Coalition Army, but not with Yuan Heping's troops. This made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little curious.
"If it were you, how would you fight?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid that Cao Lidong wouldn't be willing to tell him the truth, so he used the strategy of thinking in another's shoes to tempt Cao Lidong. Cao Lidong smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, we are still not as good as you. At least we can't capture high-level zombies alive. Those things are generally protected by the suicide squad, and only a grenade is needed to solve them.
Also, our supplies can't be as abundant as yours. Most of the time, we use the soil method. The best way is to pile up 30 centimeters of soil on the plain, and try not to come into contact with the zombies. Let them keep tripping over each other and use their own kind to consume each other.
Generally speaking, we try to avoid fighting with those things, because no matter how many we kill, we can't kill all of them. Even if we kill the ones in front of us, there will be more behind us. There was a time when the three armies joined forces, and we used all our weapons and ammunition, but we only managed to kill a few hundred thousand before the line of defense was broken … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang understood Cao Lidong's words. They and the grassland army had two different ways of fighting. The mission was different, and the way they treated zombies was also different. The Northeast Coalition Army had never been free from the beginning. They had been fighting under the burden of 800,000 survivors, so to them, killing zombies wasn't the key, but running faster than the zombies was the key.
However, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't despise or laugh at them. If he had carried such a heavy burden from the beginning, he might not have been able to do better than others. At least he couldn't guarantee that 800,000 civilians would struggle to survive until today.