From the perspective of the binoculars, the moving evolved zombies suddenly stopped in their tracks. Following that, the zombies that were standing up were pushed over by a group of sturdy D2s. The D2s that rushed forward did not hesitate to ram into the wall near the other safe passage. Following that, large chunks of hard mud flew into the air, and a hole that was tens of meters wide appeared on the wall.
After the D2s broke through the wall, they stepped into the fire and continued to ram into the next wall. Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's shocked gaze, the walls that were as solid as boulders began to crumble. Countless evolved zombies surged forward, regardless of whether they were Type D or Type S, all of them threw themselves onto the ground to cover the raging flames.
There were not many D2s that stood within the flames and rammed into the walls, only 3 to 4 of them. Within the raging flames, they rammed into the walls again and again, even if the flames beneath their bodies were to ignite them into human torches. The pain that the D2s felt was N times that of normal zombies. They screamed in pain within the raging flames, but their bodies continued to ram into the wall in front of them.
"Peng …." The walls broke apart one after another, bringing with it a sky full of mud that fell into the raging flames. The burning D2s finally could not endure the flames on their bodies, and fell to the ground, dying without a sound.
Countless D-Types and S-Types pounced on the ground from behind, using their bodies to soak in the flames, forcefully covering the fire. The 3 D2 walked out from behind, as they walked with heavy steps on the zombies' carcasses. They walked past the burning D2 corpses and stepped through the hole in the wall, entering another path that was still burning. They continued to ram into the next wall, as the flames continued to burn their sturdy bodies.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little nervous, but at the same time, there was some comfort in his nervousness. With the walls broken, the zombies on both sides could converge, and at that time, they could escape through the other safe passage. Although the Z-Type was very cunning, and was no less cunning than a fox, their intelligence still needed to be improved.
Just like now, after the D2 smashed through the wall, it should have stopped temporarily, allowing the evolved zombies to cover the flames, and then send the D2 to stand on the path without flames and continue to ram into the wall. However, the Z-Type's D2's behavior was completely opposite, it actually let the D2 smash through the wall first before continuing to ram into the next wall. As long as it did not die, it would continue to ram, and many of the D2s would be wasted in the flames.
The huge Eight Trigrams Formation was filled with flames, and the sky was filled with thick smoke and ash. Waves of heat swirled around the fire, and although the fire was about a kilometer away from the watchtower that Zhang Xiaoqiang was at, everyone still felt a little suffocating and dry. Many of them could not help but unbutton their collars, and Yang Ke-er had long since hidden in the observation room.
The misty sky was covered with a layer of black powder, and following the hot air, the sky started to be filled with grey bone dust and black residue. The bone dust fell from the sky, landing on everyone's bodies, landing on the ground, and even more on the quiet valley of the hot spring base. Zhang Xiaoqiang's binoculars were also covered in a thick layer of grey bone dust.
Putting down the binoculars in his hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to He Wen Bin and said, "I'll go outside …"
Walking along the bamboo mountain, Zhang Xiaoqiang led the twenty members down to a rugged path. The entrance to the path was covered with all sorts of debris, and it was very difficult for outsiders to see it. Furthermore, this area was classified as a restricted area, and was guarded by specialized personnel. Therefore, other than Zhang Xiaoqiang, only He Wen Bin knew about the situation here.
The path wasn't long, and everyone followed the path down to the back of the mountain. After crossing a suspension bridge that was connected to a crack in the mountain, they arrived at a depression. The depression was blocked by a large boulder at the foot of the mountain, and there was a camouflaged sentry post on top of the boulder. This was the escape route that Zhang Xiaoqiang had prepared early in the morning. On the depression, there were many vehicles covered with tarps, and most of them were large trucks.
Removing a few tarps, a few large vehicles that had been cleaned appeared in front of them. Zhang Xiaoqiang brought his personal team to an off-road vehicle with a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and drove towards the front of the base with two transport vehicles.
Originally, unless it was absolutely necessary, Zhang Xiaoqiang wouldn't have exposed this escape route. Unfortunately, the Z-Type zombie was a huge threat, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had to get rid of it before he could be at ease. This could also be considered the last battle of the hot spring base, and so far, they had already dealt with the zombie hordes on three sides. As long as the walls were fixed, even if all the zombies in J-City attacked, the base would still be safe.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Lu Xiao Bu's team met up in a small forest. The sky above the Eight Trigrams formation seemed to have opened up to the apocalypse, as thick smoke formed a man-made dark cloud in the sky. The scattered bone dust even covered the small forest outside, and the tree branches were covered in layers of ash that looked like volcanic ash, causing the original color of the trees to fade.
The team members all got off the vehicles and left deep footprints on the ground that was covered in bone dust. They all picked up shovels and gunny sacks to dig up the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed up to the machine gun nest on the roof of the vehicle, and stood there with binoculars to observe the Eight Trigrams formation that was covered in smoke and flames.
The vision from the roof of the vehicle was completely different from the vision from the watchtower. From here, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, and he could only wait quietly, waiting for the final blow to the Z-Type.
Zhang Xiaoqiang had crossed hands with the Z-Type twice, one was killed by him, and the other was struggling in the sea of fire. Towards the Z-Type, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a rough understanding.
The Z-Type was cunning and cowardly by nature, and did not have any close combat abilities. This type of zombie was rare, and the odds were at least 100,000 to 1. Zhang Xiaoqiang had only seen three of them so far, and this type of zombie was a natural leader. They could use a strange sound wave to easily kill a zombie.
Although its sound wave was effective against humans, there had not been a single person killed by the Z-Type's sound wave. In other words, its sound wave was specifically used to deal with zombies. The fallen zombies left a deep impression in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how it commanded and coordinated the hundreds of thousands of zombies, but he was sure that there were no messengers in the sea of zombies.
The Z-Type's brain was especially developed, and took up a third of its body. The structure of the brain was extremely complex, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had killed one before. That XZ zombie's brain was ten times the size of a normal zombie, and this type of zombie didn't care about cold or raw food, and ate both zombies and humans. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know if other zombies ate their own kind, but he had seen the Z-Type eat the Z-Type.
The Z-Type's special brain gave it a strange ability, and it could make humans who approached it hallucinate. Although this ability was ineffective against Zhang Xiaoqiang, if it was able to control a human, and let him lead the sea of zombies to the hiding place of the survivors, then it would be terrifying. Perhaps at that time, there would be no place for humans to stand.