It was known in advance that there are still 100000 zombies left here. I can't guarantee that there are no evolutionary zombies in it, so every soldier is very careful. When they hang the scattered zombies they encounter, they are all stunned where the shells fall. All kinds of fragmentary construction waste and broken furniture can't be ignored, but all the large zombies are killed and injured by the shells, I don't know how much.
There are ten zombies that can stand, and less than half of them are intact. The zombies on the ground have been blown up, only half of them are left to crawl away, some have been pierced by shrapnel, and others have been pressed down by bricks or precast slabs. Of course, most of them are broken legs and feet and wriggle on the ground. All kinds of internal organs, corpses and black plasma are mixed with garbage, It's no exaggeration to say it's a hell on earth. Seeing this, the soldiers started.
First of all, the riflemen fired. Although the standing zombies were not many, they were dozens of times as many as the ones on the ground. Then a group ran over and was shocked to see the corpse yard here. The gunfire was loud for a moment.
A few minutes later, more than 100 zombies were shot and killed by bullets. Almost half of the soldiers of the company went into the corpse yard and cut off the heads of zombies wriggling on the ground. The team continued to move forward. Compared with the previous dignified atmosphere, the atmosphere was much more relaxed. Where there were bombs, hundreds of zombies would be killed and injured. Most of them had no combat effectiveness, and some of them were evolutionary zombies.
More than 3000 people, two regiments, 30 companies, and 600 combat teams met similar situations. Their biggest enemy was the scattered zombies that did not form a community. All large-scale zombies were smashed by shells. When a small team arrived at the place where they had been bombed in the previous 12 artillery bombardments, even if they were psychologically prepared, It's still frightening. A block here has been razed to the ground, and there are countless zombies in the middle of a large area of construction waste. The zombies are stacked with zombies, covering the space within a few hundred meters. Roughly speaking, there are at least tens of thousands of zombies.
Hundreds of square meters of bullet dropping points seem to be measured with a ruler. As long as there are craters, there must be zombies falling around. In some places, several craters accumulate into a big crater. The zombies dead on the side are all tired into mounds. Many corpses in the crater are blown into pieces, although there are still many zombies living here, But it must not pose a threat to the soldiers. The soldiers rushed in shouting and cut off the heads of zombies. When they passed through the hell like area, all the shield hands and the right hands holding the knives were too sour to lift, and the knives in their hands became serrated.
The city area of the county is very large. According to Huang Quan's estimation, it will take at least three days to completely clean up, and at least two platoons will be ready to bear the casualties. Even so, Huang Quan still thinks it is very worthwhile, but when the soldiers in front come back to report, Huang Quan is stupid for a moment.
"Is Miss Cole free?"
As the top commander of tens of thousands of troops, Huang Quan is still a little cold in front of Yanqing. This woman's eyes are really vicious when she looks at men. Especially when she looks at him, it's a look of disdain and contempt. For this, Huang Quan is also quite helpless. Who let him be captured by these women?
Yanqing looked at the soldier who was captured by them. She couldn't understand why Zhang Xiaoqiang gave so many troops to this lamb like man. When Huang Quan asked her, she looked at him for the first time. Of course, there was contempt and irony in her eyes.
Huang Quan is no longer the officer who has never killed a chicken. Seeing Yan Qing's eyes, he is slightly angry. He suddenly raises his chest and stares back at Yan Qing. There is a faint bloody atmosphere around him. It's the killing ground accumulated by thousands of people who have been executed, which makes Yan Qing's cold hair count down.
"Please inform Miss cole that I want to see her..."
Huang Quan's voice was not big, but it was very penetrating, which made Yan Qing tremble in her heart and said involuntarily:
"Wait..."
Looking at Yanqing who is going to Yang Ke'er's side, Huang Quan disdains that although these women soldiers look fierce, Zhang Xiaoqiang has never expected them to have any fighting power. They are more Yang Ke'er's subordinates and playmates than Yang Ke'er's guards.
"Miss Ke'er, 80% of the county has been recovered by us. Basically, only a few scattered zombies are left in the room. There are no casualties among our soldiers. Almost all the large groups of zombies have been killed by long-distance explosion. I would like to ask, what is your basis for judging the location and scale of zombies, and what is your basis for ordering artillery, Please tell me, it's important... "
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