Following Three's words, the firing rate of all the firing points increased. They knew that it was only a temporary problem, and they only needed to wait till daybreak before they could retreat. Their hearts started to heat up.
"Tu Tu Tu Tu …" The barrel of the water-cooled heavy machine gun continued to spew hot air. The empty cartridges were scattered like flowers scattered by a celestial maiden as they fell to the ground and piled up around the ankles of the machine gunner. The machine gunner continued to fire a chain of bullets into the group of zombies in front of him. Sister Cao held onto the chain of bullets and continuously delivered them to the machine gun.
"Haha ….. Wife, did you hear that?
Zhang Xiaoqiang told us to defend until daybreak before retreating …. What time is it now …. "
The machine gunner shouted at Sister Cao as he fired. The vibrations of the HMG caused his body to tremble, and even his voice was trembling.
Sister Cao threw away the machine gun's chain of bullets, and stood up to pull out her Type-77 pistol. She aimed at a zombie that was missed by the machine gunner and fired. After six clear gunshots, the zombie fell to the ground with its head full of bullet holes.
Sister Cao turned around and kicked the machine gunner. She stepped on the machine gunner's face that was blackened by the smoke and shouted, "If you miss another zombie, this old lady will divorce you."
The machine gunner did not dare to reply, and got up to fire again at the incoming zombies ….
Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the heavy HMG and rushed down the mountain towards the mortar base. Halfway there, he turned back to his off-road vehicle, and shouted at Lu Xiaobu who was looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a daze, "Go get me some bullets, I need 12.7mm bullets, move as many as you can, quick quick quick …."
Lu Xiaobu turned and ran towards the ammunition truck behind him. Zhang Xiaoqiang installed the HMG into the machine gun base, and after locking the chain of bullets, Lu Xiaobu brought a dozen workers to carry the 12.7mm ammunition and spare parts into the machine gun base.
The 3 mortar teams continued to fire out mortar shells. Due to their high firing rate, the sound of the mortar shells exploding in the distance seemed to form a straight line. By the time Zhang Xiao Qiang arrived in the off-road vehicle, the zombies had only crossed a third of the distance.
Under the illumination of the flare, the zombies in the distance were moving forward with difficulty. Because of the complicated terrain, with every step the zombies took, there would be more than 10 zombies falling into the pit or tripping on the ground and being trampled by the zombies behind them, turning into meat paste.
The 60mm mortar set off waves of flames in the zombie horde. Countless zombies were blown away and flipped over by the shockwave. The unstoppable wave of zombies was severely hindered.
The biggest advantage of the zombie horde was that it was unending. It was like a tidal wave that came in waves, making it difficult for people to deal with it. It even made people feel despair when they saw the zombie horde. They thought that the zombie horde was endless, which would lower the morale of their side.
Here, the zombies were not like walking on a flat plain. Even if the zombies in front walked past, the zombies behind would still be tripped. This way, the zombie horde would be separated by the terrain, and it would not be able to form a continuous attack. In addition, the firing speed of the three mortars was comparable to that of the high-speed cannons, causing the zombie horde to be even more scattered. Compared to the main camp, this area was the least dangerous, as the terrain in front of the zombies was ten times more complicated than what they were stepping on.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief. It was obvious that the zombies at the middle line and the hills had used up a large amount of their forces. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how many zombies had been killed at the middle line, but he roughly estimated that including the ones that were burned by the abandoned cars, there were about 15-30 thousand zombies. There were also about 10 thousand zombies piled up on the sides of the two hills. Looking at this, it seemed that there were about 25-35 thousand zombies in the middle line, which was about half of the zombie horde.
Looking at the rhythm of the zombies' attacks, the mysterious zombie seemed to have gained intelligence, and it was quite smart. It knew how to take advantage of the situation and create a diversion. It had used these two strategies to create a chain reaction, and almost caused Zhang Xiaoqiang's entire line to collapse.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang let two people from the artillery team come over to operate the anti-aircraft machine guns, while he brought Yang Ke-er and Shangguan Qiaoyun to the hill that He Wen Bin was commanding.
Once they reached the top of the hill, they saw a large number of zombie corpses in front of the machine gun position, and the number of corpses on this side was actually a few times that of Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost cursed out loud. The mysterious zombie had created a diversion, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's side was actually a feint, while this side was the true direction of the zombies' attack.
The zombies continued to rush up the hill, in addition to the concentrated firepower, there were two people wielding swords standing at the corner of the slope, continuously chopping down the zombies. This slope was a bit steep, and the zombies that were chopped down would roll down the slope, and as they rolled, they would also knock down zombies that were facing upwards.
Although the mysterious zombie hiding in the middle of the zombie group had intelligence, it did not have aerial reconnaissance. At the edge of He Wen Bin's hill, it began to tilt upwards, and the closer it got to the machine gun position, the more inclined it became. The zombies had no choice but to face upwards to attack, and when they were shot down by the bullets, it did not matter if it was a fatal wound or not, they would just keep rolling down the slope.
The mastermind behind the scenes did not know that the zombies on this side were N times more difficult than Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. This meant that He Wen Bin's side was a few times more zombies than Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, but He Wen Bin's side was actually having an easier time than Zhang Xiaoqiang's side.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed at his good luck as he walked down. Right now, the most dangerous place was Three's side and the middle line. If the zombies reacted and focused on Three's side, then it would be dangerous. Three's side had no terrain to use. As for the middle line, although there were four machine gun positions suppressing them, the zombies were still advancing centimeter by centimeter. If they waited until the zombies reached the machine gun's blind spot of 50 meters away, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have to bring people down to block the zombies.
When he reached the bottom of the hill, he saw Lu Xiaobu carrying a rifle and the workers moving the ammunition. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked up to check the ammunition stock. They had only fought for the first half of the night, and there was still the second half of the night to burn. If there was not enough ammunition, then Zhang Xiaoqiang's life would be in danger.
Wang Le and the rest had brought a total of five trucks of ammunition, and there were only three and a half trucks left. Zhang Xiaoqiang was relieved. He looked at a busy worker and asked, "Can the heavy firepower up there last until tomorrow?
Can you guarantee the spare barrel parts? "
The worker's face was covered in machine oil, and it was hard to tell what he looked like. The machine gun's roar was deafening, and the worker was afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang could not hear it clearly, so he shouted, "No, those old barrels have problems, we have to make new ones …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang fell silent. Those heavy machine guns were left behind from World War II, and they lacked maintenance. Once they were in a high-intensity battle, their lifespan would decrease rapidly. Zhang Xiaoqiang originally did not have confidence in the spare parts that Wang Le had made. If there was an explosion, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not even have a place to cry.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the busy workers, and thought about how he would get through the rest of the night. Suddenly, he saw a few metal boxes in the corner beside the wooden ammunition, with the word "DANGER" painted on them in red …