Before the word "good" was finished, a loud howl sounded out from the trench 400 meters away. A body covered in smoke sat up, the 3 meter tall D3 was 1.8 meters tall even though it was sitting down.
The D3 that was sitting up fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, he could clearly see the black burn mark on its chest. The large burn mark did not cause much damage to the D3, apart from a piece of scale that was blown off, not even its sternum was exposed.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost lost his courage, a 20 mm cannon could be called a cannon, a 37 mm anti-aircraft cannon could already penetrate the front armor of a 30 year old main battle tank, but now it could only scratch its skin?
Could it be that only 80 mm anti-tank cannons could kill it?
The D3 that was in pain was like a bad-tempered child howling in the trench, its arms flailing about wildly, the deep trench that was half a person deep splashed mud everywhere, in an instant, the trench within a few meters had been flattened.
While it was venting, the anti-aircraft cannons did not stop firing, the distance of 400 meters was within the accurate firing range of the anti-aircraft cannons. Successive armor-piercing rounds struck the D3's body, causing it to roll far away. Amidst the explosions, the D3's howls became louder and louder, in the end, its howls even suppressed the roars of the anti-aircraft cannons.
A lofty figure stood up once again, it no longer strolled leisurely like before, instead, it ran straight towards them with its thick legs. As it ran, Zhang Xiaoqiang was contemplating if he should retreat with the fleet?
He had no choice, the situation had developed into the worst case scenario, the type 65 twin-barrel 37 mm cannon was ineffective against the D3, or perhaps it was ineffective against the layer of scales on its body. Currently, there were still two trenches and a row of abandoned cars blocking the way, but if they were to be broken through, what would he do?
There were only two paths, forward or backward.
Going forward was impossible, the road ahead was already blocked by over a hundred wrecked cars, even if they sacrificed their lives, they would not be able to break through. Going back would mean facing a sea of tens of thousands of zombies, it would depend on luck, if they were lucky, they would be able to escape, if they were unlucky, they would all be wiped out.
While he was deep in thought, the D3 had already reached the second trench three hundred meters ahead. It did not linger in this trench for too long. With a push of its claws, it brought its body over and once again increased its speed.
The second trench was where Zhang Xiao Qiang had placed the tripwire. The metal chains that were able to restrain the S2 zombies were ineffective against the D3's legs. The D3's strides were too big, and the chains would be sent flying as they rose and fell. Even if there were two ends of the chains that bound the D3's legs tightly, the moment the D3 used its strength to take a step, the seemingly sturdy chains would break into pieces and fly far away.
The tripping rope was ineffective, the horse trap was also ineffective, when one of its legs was trapped, its other leg would quickly pull the trapped leg out, and when it was pulled out, the 30 cm wide horse trap was also destroyed.
When it reached the final trench two hundred meters away, the long-silent quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun began to fire. Four long chains of light joined the rumbling of the anti-aircraft cannon, and countless beams of light rained down on the D3's body. Under the curtain of rubble and soil that covered the sky, the D3 was continuously pushed back by the large caliber armor-piercing bullets.
Amidst the flames and smoke, the mottled scales on the D3's body were chipped off by the concentrated armor-piercing bullets, and in the end, it was sent flying by the explosion. The D3 was in a terrible state, its entire upper body was covered in flames and smoke, and its body was pushed back continuously. In the eyes of everyone, their side seemed to have gained the upper hand, and as long as they put in a bit more effort, they would be able to eliminate the monster in the distance.
Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that it was not enough, far from enough, the D3 was not even afraid of 37mm anti-aircraft bullets, how could it be killed by these bullets that were smaller than normal bullets?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Just as everyone was celebrating, a Fierce Soldier vehicle arrived beside Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the team leader Lu Xiao Bu anxiously shouted to Zhang Xiaoqiang, "The zombie horde behind us is closing in, and will surround us in at most half an hour …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat, the zombie horde behind them would take half an hour?
Wasn't that not far behind them?
He quickly turned around to look, damn, the zombie horde was just a kilometer away, and they were charging towards them like they were covering the moon and the clouds.
The previous rumble from the anti-aircraft guns had covered all other sounds, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and the rest's eardrums were ringing. Lu Xiao Bu's report through the walkie-talkie was naturally ignored, and they could only blame the walkie-talkie for not having vibration. At this point, they had really been forced into a dead end.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the endless zombie horde in front of him, then turned to look at the D3 that seemed to be coming to a stop, and saw that the bullets for the quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun were about to be reloaded.
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his helmet, and retrieved a Type 40 rocket launcher from the Fierce Soldier vehicle, and charged towards the D3 with the rocket. The Type 69 40mm rocket launcher on Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder was one of the only heavy firepower weapons in the missile base, and even the colonel in charge of logistics was surprised that there was such an old-fashioned heavy firepower weapon in the armory.
The Type 40 Rocket was an imitation of the Soviet Union's RPG-7 China version, and was an infantry anti-tank and siege weapon. It had light weight, short range, low price, and was suitable for large amounts of equipment. During the Vietnam War, infantry had relied on it to fight with the heavy firepower of the Vietnamese army, and within a day, they had broken through the fortifications that the Vietnamese army had boasted that they could hold for a year.
In the US military's Somalia operation, the Black Hawk was shot down by this rocket launcher. Originally, this weapon could penetrate a 110mm thick 65-degree armor plate at a distance of 300m, but Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have confidence in his own firing skills, and could only carry it as close to the D3 as possible.
Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the Type 40 rocket launcher and ran in front, while Yang Ke-er and Shangguan Qiaoyun followed behind. Only after Zhang Xiaoqiang had run for 50m did he realize that there were two little tails following behind him.
"Fuck, what are you guys doing following me?
Go back …. "
Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the rocket launcher and turned to roar at the two of them. Yang Ke-er was slightly hesitant, and placed the bone shield in front of her chest, then looked towards Shangguan Qiaoyun. Shangguan Qiaoyun stopped, and raised the large-caliber single-barreled gun to her shoulder.
Seeing that the two of them had stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang once again ran forward. As he ran, the two girls looked at each other before continuing to follow ….