Seeing the dismembered limbs flying around in the pit, Zhang Xiao Qiang's heart was filled with joy. With this kind of firepower, even if the Z-Type was wearing a turtle shell, it would still be dead. However, he knew that the Z-Type was not dead yet. The rest of the zombies were still flowing back. The D3 zombie was still lying in the pit, suffering. If the Z-Type died, he believed that the rest of the zombies would lose control.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a Z-Type's corpse fly into the air. It was the upper half of the Z-Type. Its squid-like head had countless wrinkles on it, and half of its head had been blown off. Green brain matter splattered in the air. This scene was extremely clear to Zhang Xiaoqiang through his binoculars, causing him to shout out loud. The biggest culprit had been killed, but he was still confused. Why did the Z-Type look the same as the ones he had killed before?
Could it be that it did not evolve?
Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that they had won the battle, the cannons stopped. All the shells had been fired. Zhang Xiaoqiang waited for the smoke to dissipate, waiting for the zombies to disperse. The sky was dyed black, and the smoke lingered in the air. Fifty meters in the air, Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed in the smell of smoke, his heart was at peace.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized something was wrong. The countless zombies did not disperse like Zhang Xiaoqiang had expected. They were still surging towards the pit. The smoke around the pit gradually dissipated, and countless zombies were exposed to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. He saw 6 D3s squeezing into the distance, and in the middle of them, there were 3 Z-Types. One of them was carefully held in the claws of a D3. Looking at its size, it was a size larger than the other Z-Types.
Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood that there was more than one Z-Type. They also had ranks. The larger Z-Type was undoubtedly the leader, and the other Z-Types were the generals. The leader Z-Type commanded the other Z-Types, and the other Z-Types commanded the sea of zombies. From start to finish, Zhang Xiaoqiang had killed millions of zombies, and the previous fire had killed more than half of the Z-Types. However, it was all for naught, and the leader had escaped. Although it looked like the leader did not have it easy, but Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that they would come back.
When the last zombie climbed up the mountain of corpses, it was shot by thousands of bullets at the same time, turning it into minced meat. The people on the wall cheered, and many of them knelt on top of the wall and cried. They did not think that they would win, they were not fighting, they were not persevering, they were just struggling. The gathering place was only so big, there was nowhere for them to run even if they wanted to. Other than fighting until the last moment, no one thought that they could leave.
The last zombies had fallen on the mountain of corpses, adding more than a meter to the mountain of corpses. The soldiers had to raise their heads to see the zombies. In front of them, there were layers of zombies that were less than a meter away from them. In front of them, it was all densely packed zombies. Their fingers were swollen like carrots, and their shoulders felt like they were being pricked by thousands of needles. Their ears were deafened by the gunfire and explosions, and their eyes were squinted by the smoke. Everyone was extremely tired, as if they would fall down the next moment and never get up again. However, at the last moment, they won, when the zombies were only one step away from them, they won.
The soldiers who had been fighting on top of the wall for the whole night all went down the wall, leaving this place full of the stench of corpses. On both sides of the road, there were hundreds of thousands of survivors watching them. After a sleepless night and a night of fear, when they received the news that the zombies had retreated, they did not dare to believe it. They stood behind the wall and could see the 14-meter mountain of corpses.
Seeing the mountain of corpses, apart from marveling at the achievements of the soldiers in front of them, no one believed that they could survive, because countless zombies densely covered the mountain of corpses. In the artillery position not far away from them, the cannons did not stop for even a moment. Seeing the small mountain of cannons disappear in the blink of an eye, their hearts also sank along with the slowly disappearing cannons. They seemed to have linked their fate with the cannons, when the cannons were gone, their fate would also come to an end. However, they did not expect that when the last cannonball was fired, they actually won?
The tired soldiers opened their fiery eyes, carrying rifles that weighed more than a thousand pounds, and staggered back to their camp. Countless cauldrons set off bursts of white fog, and the fragrance of food was carried by the wind. Everyone could smell it. Last night, they had been fighting in the stench of corpses, and everyone's sense of smell was numb. They did not want to eat, even if their stomachs were rumbling with hunger. They just wanted to find a place without zombies, without gunfire, and have a good sleep.
The soldiers all went to rest, but Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had just come down from the hot air balloon, could not go to rest. He called Qian Kaixi and a few other people in charge to have a meeting.
"The zombies have retreated, but I do not know when they will come again. There is more than one Z-type zombie inside, from what I saw, there are at least three or more that survived. I do not know how many there are in Wuhan City, but I believe that when they come again, I am afraid that the number will only increase …"
After Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, the other people were silent. They had obtained victory, but they did not improve their living environment. The zombies would eventually come back. They could only pray that the bridge would be repaired earlier, so that the people in the gathering place could evacuate one day earlier.
The most important thing was the bridge. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but look at Wang Le. Wang Le making the hot air balloon was considered a great achievement, but without the bridge, who knew how long they could last in the gathering place?
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, don't worry, three days, I only need three days. After three days, the bridge will be repaired, and at that time, we will definitely be able to evacuate …"
Wang Le suddenly stood up, and solemnly vowed to Zhang Xiaoqiang. After these words, the faces of the people in the room became a bit better, and they could not help but hate Sun Kefu even more. They swore that once they cross the bridge, the first thing they would do is to cut Sun Kefu into pieces.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, picked up the cup and drank a mouthful of water. He once again looked at Huang Quan. Huang Quan increasingly understood Zhang Xiaoqiang's thinking. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at him, he did not wait for Zhang Xiaoqiang to open his mouth and stood up to speak.
"Yesterday, we lost 173 people, all of them perished together with the S2 zombies on the wall. 69 people are missing, we suspect that some of them were eaten by the zombies outside, and some of them … Some of them may have escaped in the chaos …"
"Search, do a full search, as long as you find them, do not leave a single one alive, behead them in the middle, I want them to know the fate of deserters …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was on fire. When it was close to dawn, Huang Quan ordered all the soldiers in the assault vehicles to move to the top of the wall to resist the zombies. During this time, some people threw away their guns and quietly disappeared. No need to ask, they must have escaped.