When the zombies started to attack again, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still able to maintain his calm. He believed that his team's firepower would be able to seal off the road, but when the real zombies started to attack, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't take it anymore.
Countless zombies were torn apart and crushed. Countless zombies filled in again and were then torn apart by the machine guns. After a minute, all of the anti-aircraft machine guns stopped firing. The bullets in the ammunition chain were all emptied. As the anti-aircraft machine guns were reloaded, the zombies rushed forward by tens of meters.
A small chain of light continued to sweep through the group of zombies. The first row of zombies had both of their legs broken and fell down. The zombies behind stepped on its back. This zombie had just stepped over the corpse on the ground when two intersecting chains of light shredded its head. The headless zombie fell down and more zombies stepped on its corpse and continued to advance.
When the anti-aircraft machine guns started to fire again, the zombies' advance was slowed down. However, the endless stream of zombies behind continued to replenish the lost forces. Even if a single bullet shredded five to ten zombies, there would still be twenty to forty zombies behind. When the zombies finally reached the fifty meter warning line, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally gave the order to shoot at the abandoned cars.
The 14.5mm bullets that were sandwiched between the armor-piercing incendiary bullets and light grenades hit a six-wheeled truck. The truck exploded in flames one after another, followed by the sound of the truck exploding. Countless metal fragments and spare parts crushed the zombies around the truck into mincemeat. The zombies were instantly cleared, but in less than ten seconds, the crowded zombies filled up the cleared space.
Other than the sturdiest parts of the bodies that could still maintain their shape, the other weaker parts were constantly exploding. The burning metal fragments nailed into the zombies' bones and flesh, burning their dry skin. The flames spread on the zombies' bodies. The burning zombies continued to move forward, and as they walked, they fell to the ground and were burned into charcoal. The burning zombies didn't have the panic and struggle they had during the day. They were like a group of moving wood, constantly moving forward and constantly igniting their own kind, until they turned into ashes.
The speed of the sea of zombies slowed down slightly due to the explosion of the car in the middle. But following that, a bone-chilling sound rang out again, and the speed of the sea of zombies increased. The countless burning fires were like light bulbs that had their power switched off, and quickly disappeared into the dense sea of zombies. It felt like not much time had passed, but the zombies from the front to the back once again formed up and charged towards the center of the hills.
The new changes of the zombies caused Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart to almost jump out of his throat. He continuously fired and fired, and even pulled down a machine gunner to personally operate the machine gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang's ability had become stronger, and his bullets never missed their target. But no matter how strong he was, he was only one person, and no matter how fast he was, he could only fire 80 bullets per minute. The zombies continued to close in, closer and closer.
Wang Le brought his subordinates to open up a long wooden box, and took out a light machine gun and placed it on the sandbags that they had set up earlier.
The Type-56 machine gun continuously fired out empty bullet casings, and the hot bullets continuously shot out from the muzzle, piercing through the horde of zombies a hundred metres away.
These light machine guns were all taken out by Zhang Xiaoqiang from the armory. It was just that these machine guns had to wait for the barrel to cool down after firing 300 bullets, so Zhang Xiaoqiang did not equip them to his subordinates. He never expected that Wang Le would bring them out.
With the addition of the 10 light machine guns, the zombies temporarily stabilized the zombies' attacks. The zombies were unable to advance even an inch beyond a hundred metres. Seeing that the initiative was still on his side, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up his water bottle and drank a mouthful of water, when the zombies' attacks suddenly sped up.
The zombies were no longer as sluggish as before, and their speed immediately returned to normal. In other words, their advancing speed had nearly doubled. The zombies' speed had increased, and their formation had begun to scatter. However, the zombies could only advance within a hundred metres, so even if they were to scatter, it would not affect them.
The zombies' speed increased, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's vigor could not be increased any further. Right now, he was already at his maximum vigor. Furthermore, the damage caused by the continuous firing of the heavy machine guns was too great. Although Wang Le had made some spare parts for the heavy machine guns in the machinery factory, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still not at ease. An untested product meant that it was a term that had been passed down for 20 years: "Fake goods!"
In the area 100 metres ahead, which was also the landing point of the various heavy machine guns, pieces of meat and bones mixed with the soil gradually piled up to form a slope. This was a small slope formed by the shredded zombie corpses. Although the metal bullets continuously shaved off the slope, as the zombie corpses continued to be added, the slope slowly rose.
The zombies continued to use the corpses to create a slope, and the zombies behind them continued to walk on the slope, using their soles to step on the layer of loose, fleshy soil. One by one, the zombies were shot to pieces by large caliber bullets, cut in half by heavy machine guns, or had their heads blown off, and their corpses rolled down the slope. One by one, the zombies once again stood on the slope and continued to be shot down by all kinds of firepower.
When half of the anti-aircraft machine guns stopped to reload or change their barrels, over a hundred S-Type zombies suddenly rushed out from behind the slope. On the spot, over 10 S-Type zombies were torn to shreds by the chaotic hail of bullets, but there were still a few dozen that suddenly increased their speed and agility and charged through the 100 metre interception point.
Over 10 S-Type zombies stepped on the solid ground and ran at high speed. Their target was the 2 quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns that were spewing flames. Countless bullets struck their front and back, and the metal bullets continuously carved out small holes in the cement road. The flying cement debris continuously bounced off their skinny skin.
An S2's knee was sliced off by a long light chain, and a black calf separated from its body. The zombie that lost its calf fell to the ground and rolled to one side. A zombie that was running at high speed leaped up and leaped over the zombie that was rolling on the ground. A large caliber bullet smashed the head of the zombie that was still in midair, and the bullet that smashed its head tore through its upper body and shot into the chest of the zombie that was rolling on the ground.
The anti-aircraft machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands continuously fired at the zombies running below. The Type-56 machine guns on both sides of the hill also fired continuously. Finally, the S-Type zombies reached the bottom of the hill after leaving behind half of their corpses. The angle of the machine gun in Zhang Xiaoqiang's angle was not high enough, and he was unable to hit the rest of the zombies.
"Fuck …" Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the machine gun's trigger and pulled out the Beast Horn Awl and the Rat King Blade before running down. With his sharp eyes, he could see two people running in front of him.