Apocalyptic Mechanical Chariot

Rongcheng, the country’s No. 32 permanent defense fortification.

A group of heavily armed soldiers, armed with brand-new Type 03 automatic rifles, kept shooting. A dozen meters in front of them was a wave of zombies.

During the fierce battle, a rich voice sounded from the group of soldiers.

"Don't panic, aim for their heads. Once their heads are blown, they will be dead."

When this rich voice sounded, the soldiers who had been gradually moving backwards suddenly stood firm, and the hit rate of the bullets fired from the barrel began to slowly increase.

About ten minutes later, the tidal wave of zombies finally stopped surging forward. This group of heavily armed soldiers finally withstood the wave of zombie attacks.

When the zombie group was driven back, almost all the soldiers holding Type 03 rifles sat down on the ground, still breathing heavily.

"Finally we have beaten back this wave of zombies. Speaking of which, these disgusting things are attacking faster and faster."

The rich voice just now sounded again. The owner of this voice was the only officer in this group of soldiers with a bar and two stars on his shoulder.

"Platoon Commander Su, how long are we going to hold on? Since we entered the permanent defense fortifications, we haven't even seen the sun."

A soldier who looked to be in his teens and had only a light layer of hair on his lips raised his head and looked at Su Kangrong who was sitting on the ground resting.

"Ye Yijie, you must firmly believe that someone will come to save us."

Su Kangrong, who had a bar and two stars on his shoulders, stood up and patted the young soldier next to him on the shoulder.

While all these soldiers were sitting on the ground to rest, a middle-aged man wearing a camouflage combat uniform ran out of the darkness.

"Don't rest, get up quickly. Area B-3 has been lost, and a large number of zombies have poured into the permanent defenses."

Su Kangrong, who originally planned to let the troops rest, learned that the B-3 area was lost and a large number of zombies poured into the permanent defense fortifications. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he shouted to the soldiers who were still sitting: "Don't do it." Give me a rest, get up quickly, and go back to stop the zombies entering the fortifications from the B-3 area."

Following his roar, the exhausted soldiers who were still sitting on the ground propped up their bodies and rushed towards the direction of Su Kangrong's finger with difficulty.

While these soldiers were still fending off the zombies on the outside of the fortifications, in an office deep inside the permanent fortifications, a group of men in suits stared solemnly at the monitor in the office.

Thanks to the complete monitoring facilities and sufficient energy reserves in the permanent fortifications, there are cameras in most places in the fortifications, so personnel in the rear can easily obtain the battle situation in the front.

"After the B-3 area was lost, a large number of zombies had entered the fortifications. Although there were troops sent to support, the situation was still not optimistic. The supporting troops could only block the B-3 area at most, but they could not prevent the zombies from invading. Fortifications.”

"It seems that the combat effectiveness of these troops is at best. It seems that we have to think of other methods."

In the office, a middle-aged man in a suit, about fifty years old, pointed at the screen and said.

"Zhang Xuankai, what do you mean by this!" The only man in military uniform in the entire conference room stood up immediately after hearing the voice.

The man who stood up and was wearing a military uniform was none other than Lieutenant Colonel Liu Pingyu, the top commander of the fortification garrison.

He was extremely dissatisfied with the remarks made by Zhang Xuankai, who was wearing a suit. The troops originally stationed in the B-3 area were engulfed by the zombies, so now they urgently mobilized the troops stationed in the B-2 area to support the B-3 area. , I didn’t expect to be ridiculed by others with guns and sticks.

"What I'm telling you is the truth. Everyone can clearly see the combat effectiveness of the garrison on the display screen. If the tide of corpses flows into the fortifications, what will the experts and scholars in the fortifications do?"

Zhang Xuankai's voice sounded again, and then he looked around the entire office, and his tone gradually became colder: "Since the troops currently stationed are no longer able to stop the zombie invasion, I suggest activating an emergency plan to seal off the area that has been invaded by zombies."

"you dare!"

As soon as Zhang Xuankai finished speaking, Liu Pingyu slammed the table and at the same time stared at Zhang Xuankai who made the suggestion, with even a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"These soldiers outside are doing their best to protect the No. 32 permanent defense fortification. Are you planning to abandon them now?"

Liu Pingyu knew very well that once the emergency plan was activated to seal off the area that had been invaded by zombies, the three platoons that were still struggling to resist the zombies would undoubtedly die. They would 100% be swallowed up by the tide of zombies.

"Lieutenant Colonel Liu, I'm not thinking about myself, but the entire permanent defense fortification. Once a large number of zombies invade, all the people in the fortification will die." Zhang Xuankai said while pointing to the flashing image on the screen. Zombies.

"Everyone here is a member of the permanent defense fortification. I propose that we vote now. Please raise your hands if you agree to seal off the area that has been invaded by zombies."

After Zhang Xuankai finished speaking, he first raised his hand.

"Xiao Liu, it's not that we are cruel, but the situation outside is really too bad now. We must know how to abandon our soldiers to save our chariots."

A man with gray hair, also wearing a suit, sighed and raised his right hand.

"We will be grateful to these soldiers, and if we can go out, we will definitely give them adequate compensation."

Another committee member sitting in the office also raised his right hand.

"It seems that, except for Lieutenant Colonel Liu, the other committee members agree with the suggestion of closing the area invaded by zombies. Then I will notify the control room now to close the corresponding entrances and exits."

After Zhang Xuankai saw other committee members raising their hands in agreement, he glanced at Liu Pingyu, then picked up the phone on his desk, preparing to notify the control room to implement the committee's resolution.

When Liu Pingyu saw that all the remaining committee members in the office agreed with Zhang Xuankai's opinion, they sealed off the corresponding areas, took the initiative to sacrifice those soldiers who were still fighting hard outside, pushed them to die, and bit his lower lip fiercely. The fierce light in his eyes was completely revealed.

"Since you want to push us to death! Then go die first!"

Liu Pingyu, with a fierce look in his eyes, shouted loudly, pulled out the Type 64 pistol inserted in his waist, and pulled the trigger on Zhang Xuankai, who picked up the phone and planned to dial a number.

"Bang! Bang!"

After the two gunshots were fired, the office suddenly became chaotic. The remaining committee members stood up and exclaimed.