When the large rats with dark red fur started to surge forward, Three brought his men and used their rifles to block them off. But seeing the rats continuously being killed and the rats continuously rushing forward, they started to feel the strain.
Three looked at the endless stream of rats running towards them and felt his heart palpitate. He led his team members to retreat while sniping at the rats. After running for a short distance, a dozen rats suddenly jumped out from the rat horde and landed on the back of the team member.
The rats gnawed on everything on his body that they could bite. His face was stuck to by a few rats. The rats' claws dug into his flesh and their sharp teeth tore off the flesh on his face. He hugged his face and rolled on the ground. One of the team members saw his comrade's miserable state and came forward to help, but that short moment of hesitation caused them to be drowned by the tide of rats.
At this point, Three's eyes were slightly red. He only had a total of nine elites who had been in the army before, and it did not matter if they were cooks or pig rearing soldiers, as long as they had gone through the recruit training, they would be the most elite. Now, three of them had died, and the combat team only had a few people left.
Ever since Zhang Xiao Qiang had formed the combat team, it had started with 11 people. Later on, it had expanded continuously, and now, the total number of men and women added up to a little more than 60. After experiencing so many battles in the past few days, other than the two deserters who had been executed by Zhang Xiao Qiang, the rest had not lost a single hair.
Now that the newly formed Combat Team was directly under him, they were equipped with the best equipment in the base, with the best rifles, each of them had a Type-92 pistol, bulletproof vests, polymer helmets, and were truly armed to the teeth. But first, they were defeated by the encirclement of a few hundred zombies, and then three of them died to the rat tide. He felt ashamed, and even had the thought that he was not cut out for this job.
Zhang Xiaoqiang consoled Three, from his point of view, Three had done well. Although he was chased away like a stray dog with his tail between his legs, he still managed to preserve his strength.
Zhang Xiao Qiang was not lacking in resources or rations. What he lacked was manpower, 10,000 people was not too much, and 1 person was not too little. Although Three did not know any tactics, nor did he know how to give precise commands, he was able to bring his men to retreat the moment he saw something was amiss. Although there were some losses, they were still able to maintain their formation. If it was a slightly slower person, the entire army would have been wiped out twice.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was certain that these rats were mutated rats. They lived underground in the prison, and the granary was their nursery and cafeteria. Three and his men had alarmed the large rats, causing them to chase after them. Now, they had surrounded Zhang Xiaoqiang and his men.
For the time being, there was no shortage of food. Everyone carried a flask of clean water, and there was no shortage of drinking water. Green lacquered metal ammunition boxes were neatly stacked in the watchtower. There was no shortage of ammunition either. However, there was still an unknown number of rats outside the wall. They were constantly gathering into a rat hill, trying to climb over the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's men had been fighting with the rats for over two hours. The rats did not fear death and did not know fatigue, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's men could not. They had never received any high intensity combat training, and the only reason they could persevere was because of their fear of the rats.
The rate of shooting from the watchtower began to slow down. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his watch, and then looked up at the sky. It seemed like they did not lack anything, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that what they lacked the most was time.
If they could not solve the problem of the rats before nightfall, the rats would take advantage of the darkness to sneak over the wall. There were no high powered generators here, and the high powered spotlights were just decorations. There was no wood, and they could not use a bonfire to illuminate the night. His men had not reached the level of night vision goggles, and this could cause a disaster at night.
"Swoosh … … swoosh … …" A sound like an arrow piercing through the air interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's train of thought. He raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw an afterimage of a sharp object streaking across the sky and sinking into the wall.
These sharp objects were like ancient archers shooting densely. Each of them was as thick as a chopstick and half a meter long, like an arrow, piercing into the scattered rat corpses and the empty ground. Some pierced into the black brick wall of the armory, leaving white spots on it as they fell to the ground. Most of them flew towards the people on the watchtower who were firing their guns.
"Ah … …" Screams rang out continuously. Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up and rushed into the watchtower. Three or four men were dragged to the side and sat down. Their bodies were covered in half a meter long thorns. Wang Chong was currently removing the thorns from one of the men. These thorns had pierced nearly an inch into the man's body, and as these thorns were pulled out one by one, dark red blood quickly gushed out and dyed his yellow military uniform red.
There were another two men lying on the ground, it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. Their bodies were covered in thorns, and they looked like two hedgehogs lying on the ground. Blood continuously flowed out from their wounds, and slowly formed a pool of blood on the ground. The dark red blood slowly formed a hole in the pool of blood, and slowly extended towards Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw a bottle of hemostatic powder to Wang Chong, who was currently bandaging the wounds of the wounded, and he looked out through the window of the watchtower.
The platform of the watchtower was previously covered with the rat corpses, but Three brought some men to clean up the disgusting things. But now, other than the bloodstains from the rat corpses, the platform was also covered with countless thorns and brass bullet casings. The walls were also pierced with small holes the size of mung beans.
The uninjured members were in a state of panic. Some of them continued to raise their guns and fire, while others quickly piled up the empty ammunition boxes on the platform to form a small bunker. Three continuously shouted at the people around him, and occasionally raised his gun to fire a long burst at the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the situation was not as bad as he thought, and looked up the wall. The rat horde was still slowly forming a rat mountain, but due to the suppressive fire from the rifles, the speed of their formation was much faster. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the empty space behind the rat mountain, he thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him, and he took out his binoculars to observe carefully.
At the empty space a hundred meters away from the wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a dozen large things slowly moving towards him. These things were about the same size as the large water tanks that Zhang Xiaoqiang saw in the countryside. Their bodies were curled together, and it was hard to see their true appearance, but Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the culprit behind the thorns were them. Their curled up bodies were like porcupines with countless thorns.
The 10x binoculars zoomed in on the thorns on their bodies, and looking at them, Zhang Xiaoqiang sucked in a breath of cold air. Even rats are starting to develop long range abilities?