Previously, because of Sun Kefu's interference, the number of zombies had increased to tens of thousands. Among the tens of thousands of zombies, there was no lack of evolved zombies. If it was before, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have needed 3000 well-trained soldiers to kill them.
30,000 men, in less than half an hour, all the zombies that had charged in had been annihilated. Zhang Xiao Qiang had mixed the soldiers who had experience in close quarters combat with these men, and the results were shocking. Although there were hundreds of casualties, it was still better than a disorganized army with thousands of casualties.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang really valued these men. They were the best soldiers. He didn't need to give them rifles or heavy weapons, he only needed to give them cold weapons. Cold weapons were something that Zhang Xiaoqiang could make infinitely. Compared to having one bullet less, he could give them sniper crossbows. With countless crossbow bolts, he didn't believe that zombies wouldn't die.
Realizing his mistake, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to save the remaining men as much as possible. He left half of them with the elite soldiers as the last line of defense. The other half pushed the thousands of poor people to the side and crossed the bridge first.
The men, who had experience in fighting and killing, unexpectedly showed high qualities when they crossed the bridge. Their psychological quality had already changed, and they were not as afraid as the poor people. They continuously rushed across the blood-stained bridge, and the efficiency they showed was several times higher than the women and the poor people.
The remaining three to four thousand poor people were in despair. They looked at the road that should have belonged to them being taken away, but they couldn't protest. This was because the blades in the men's hands were still stained with the black blood of the zombies. How could they have the courage to argue with these murderous men?
Zhang Xiao Qiang brought his subordinates along with close to 20,000 men to block the entrance of the zombies. Countless zombies fell under the blades of the bayonets and broadswords. There were constantly injured people who retreated, choosing to be beheaded by their own men, or taking grenades and charging into the zombie horde to self-destruct.
At the last moment, all the cruel laws were displayed in front of everyone. They couldn't have any objections. They couldn't have any other thoughts. Once they were injured, they could only choose to die. They couldn't be afraid of being injured. If they retreated, they would be treated as deserters and killed.
Hand-To-Hand combat and long-range warfare were two different concepts. The number of casualties would increase exponentially. Countless people fell under the claws of the zombies. Countless corpses could not be carried away in time and could only be thrown into the distant bonfire to avoid becoming the zombies' food.
The corpses of the zombies piled up more and more, and the human front line kept retreating. Heavy machine gun bullets swept through the zombies from time to time, cutting off the impact of the sea of zombies. Most of the time, it was silent. The bullets had reached the warning line, and the road ahead was long. They had to save ammunition for the future.
The evacuation went smoothly. It only took an hour for tens of thousands of people to evacuate from the bridge, which was at least three times the time of the panicking poor people.
Thousands of poor people spread out along the river, silently crying as they looked at the other side of the river. There were men and women among them, there were even families of three with children. Some of them did not want to be separated from their husbands or children, holding the thought of dying together in the gathering place. Now, they had finally reached a dead end, they knew that they had been abandoned, behind them was a bloody battlefield, in front of them was an insurmountable moat, no one dared to look back, they knew that behind them were zombies, they were cannibals that would not even leave a corpse behind.
Thousands of people stood on the riverside and looked at the other side of the river. They looked like terracotta statues. Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw these people. Although his heart was in turmoil, he could only ignore them. Even if there were many women with children looking at him with pleading eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't say anything. He had given them a chance in the past, and they chose to stay. However, they had to face death together with their children. Although the children were innocent, who wasn't?
Tens of thousands of men evacuated. Zhang Xiaoqiang's elite soldiers also began to evacuate. Wang Le sat on a cart and looked at the people begging for their lives. He raised a bottle of wine and drank a mouthful. Before the bottle could be put down, a big hand grabbed it and took a big gulp of wine.
Zhang Huai'an put down the bottle and pointed at the people and said to Wang Le, "Don't pity them.
I received news that there were tens of thousands of poor people fighting for food in front of us, and thousands of them were killed by Li Zhi. These people are more ruthless than anyone else. Didn't you see that the railings on both sides of the bridge have been torn down?
Just for a few dozen seconds, these guys never had anyone else in their eyes but themselves. If they had been a little more disciplined, would they still be waiting for death here?
In terms of ruthlessness, I'm not as ruthless as Li Zhi. He killed thousands of people just like that. Unfortunately, although he is ruthless, he doesn't know how to restrain himself. He's not someone who can achieve great things. It's enough for him to be a loyal dog under Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the future, it will be the world of the young … "
The truck under them left the blood-stained bridge. Wang Le, who was sitting on the truck, looked at Zhang Huai'an strangely and asked in surprise, "Old Zhang, from what you said, something doesn't seem right. Aren't you the most unwilling to be old?
Why do you sound like you want to retire? "
Zhang Huai'an smiled bitterly. He raised the bottle and gulped down a mouthful of wine. Looking at the battlefield of life and death in the distance, he said meaningfully, "If I'm not in a position, I don't care about politics. Wouldn't it be better to have nothing to do with everything?
When I go back to the base, I will still manage my civil affairs, take care of the public security personnel, and catch some small bastards who steal chickens and dogs. I don't want to become a big shot in this life. I can't bear that responsibility … "
Zhang Huai'an sighed with emotion. He couldn't kill decisively. He almost collapsed after killing hundreds of women, not to mention killing thousands of people like Zhang Xiaoqiang and Li Zhi. Imagining thousands of people dying because of his order, Zhang Huai'an shuddered.
Twenty to thirty vehicles carrying soldiers and supplies passed through the bridge. Zhang Huai'an looked at the iron bridge that was getting further and further away. He sighed deeply. The men on both sides of the road all moved to the side of the road and looked at the soldiers on the vehicles enviously. The vehicles drove into the distance.
In another two hours, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others would be able to completely leave the base. At this time, the burning wall of fire had a new change. Only the sound of a ball exploding could be heard. The burning flame gradually decreased. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the suddenly extinguished flame and was surprised. In his estimation, with the zombies' corpses as the source of the flame, it shouldn't have extinguished so early.
The flame gradually extinguished. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw hundreds and thousands of strange-shaped zombies staggering towards the sea of fire. These zombies looked like fat people before the apocalypse. To be more precise, these zombies looked like they had liver ascites. The big belly in the middle was like a big ball. These zombies walked a few times slower than ordinary zombies.
These zombies were a new type of zombies that Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen before. These zombies staggered towards the sea of fire. The blazing flame didn't seem to be able to obstruct these zombies. They couldn't feel the scorching temperature of the sea of fire. One by one, they jumped into the sea of fire. Not long after, a muffled explosion could be heard. The strange zombies' stomachs suddenly exploded, and black viscous liquid filled the air. This liquid flew into the sea of fire and firmly suppressed the flames. A zombie could suppress the area of fire of at least three to four square meters. Thousands of these zombies could suppress the area of fire of at least three to four kilometers. Although the zombies' speed wasn't fast, they could extinguish the sea of fire in the shortest time possible.
Seeing these zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't be bothered to find out what was going on. According to the zombies' speed, almost half of his remaining troops would stay in the base. Once that happened, Zhang Xiaoqiang's team would suffer a great loss. He didn't know what would happen on the road.
In the midst of anxiety, the sea of fire was getting smaller and smaller. The speed of retreat was also not fast. The abandoned poor people became even more desperate. The first person closed his eyes and jumped into the river that was more than ten meters deep. In a blink of an eye, he was swept away by the torrent. After this person, more people closed their eyes and jumped into the river.