The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1240 The Zombie's Enhancement

"Missed it? No, that can't be right!"

Wu Daqiang subconsciously thought the bullet had grazed the zombie's head, but he quickly realized that it couldn't have just been a simple graze that could cause such a huge impact on the zombie's head!
Absolutely impossible!

He thought of a terrifying possibility: in his mind's eye, the whole world suddenly went silent, and the colors, sounds, and even the air around him were instantly sucked away. In layman's terms, everything went black!
Immediately following was a series of loud, rapid sounds that assaulted the eardrums.

Immediately, a series of sounds rang out, and Wu Daqiang regained his hearing, as well as all his other senses!
He saw a thousand zombies rushing towards him from afar, stumbling and falling. A round of shooting did slow their advance, but many zombies got up again after falling to the ground!
Less than 10% of the zombies were actually lying down, and the sparse zombie corpses left on the wilderness could be counted very quickly!

Bullets were no longer effective against these zombies; the harsh reality was staring them in the face.

"Commander, something's wrong, the zombies are bulletproof!"

Zhang Xin's face was contorted with rage. He switched his rifle to single-fire mode and started yelling as he pulled the trigger.

It wasn't just the fruit vendor who noticed this problem; the elite legion wasn't stupid, and some sharp-eyed individuals pointed out, "The zombies are fully bulletproof; you can only shoot them through their mouths and eyes. Everyone, aim carefully!"

Upon hearing this, the person aiming with one eye just grinned. Aiming at the head would be difficult enough, let alone aiming at the eye socket and mouth?
Do you really think everyone is like Tan Huajun?

Of course, not everyone can be a sharpshooter, but it's even less likely that everyone will just sit and wait to die. With over a hundred guns, even without considering reloading, there are close to four thousand bullets. That should be enough to wear down some of the zombies.

The distance the zombie ran from the moment it left the strong magnetic field to the riverbank was about 300 meters, taking nearly a minute. Those who shot quickly had emptied their magazines, while those who were slower to aim still had three or five bullets left.

Regardless of how many bullets were used, it's clear that the number of zombies only decreased by about a quarter!

"fire!"

Wu Daqiang notified the gunners.

boom! Boom!

The cannon fired, and then a flower-like explosion appeared on the wilderness, with more than a dozen zombies flying everywhere, their heads, arms, and legs scattered in all directions!
Some observant people wondered why there weren't any smaller pieces of the body, but the thought quickly passed before the roaring sound rang in their ears again.

Boom, boom, boom.

As if deliberately avoiding the use of high-powered weapons by the humans, the zombies ran in a line, effectively avoiding the damage from the artillery. Two shots only killed less than a hundred of them!
Because there were no full loading personnel, the tanks had no chance to fire a second shot after completing one firing, and they dared not launch an attack on the zombie phalanx without orders...

If it were to provoke a massive attack from hundreds of thousands of zombies, even a god couldn't withstand it.

More than 600 zombies roared and charged toward the riverbank, showing no fear of death and unable to see the steel barrier in front of them!
Clang clang clang, clang clang...

Because these zombies' bodies are already very tough, even if they crash into steel spikes, they will only slide to the ground or be bounced away by the recoil. Their bodies have evolved to a new level!
They have essentially transformed from carbon-based organisms into another type of life form, but not completely, because they have weaknesses.

"The cannons are firing!"

"Daqiang can't recklessly bombard the horde of zombies; the zombies have launched an attack!"

As they approached the North Dong Town on the Land Cruiser FJ, Zhang Su's ears twitched. A rumbling sound came from afar, and even Zheng Xinyu, who didn't have superhuman hearing, felt a chill run down her spine.

"Everyone, speed up."

At Zhang Su's command, he stepped hard on the accelerator and sped off.

"What, what's going on with them? Even steel spears can't pierce them?" "Stop talking nonsense! Quickly drop the boulders! Smash them!"

"Who's giving orders? Listen up! Keep firing! Aim at those unbalanced targets!"

Wu Daqiang's heart tightened as he watched the zombies, seemingly unafraid of the steel spikes, rush into the river.

Imagine, zombies don't run slow, and the force of their impact on the spikes is considerable. If they can't even pierce through them, then among the people present, very few can cause them any real harm!
Fortunately, the obstacles on the riverbank could also serve as a buffer. Even if they couldn't kill the zombies, they could greatly slow down the pace and provide the combatants with opportunities to shoot them down!
If the boulder were dropped at this moment, it would certainly inflict fatal damage on the zombies that have already rushed into the river, but it would also destroy the defensive fortifications that could hinder the zombies.

The zombies behind them rushed over, and without those obstacles blocking their way, climbing the boulder was much easier for them!
This is a short-sighted, detrimental defensive measure, with limited applicability, and is certainly not suitable for today.

Da da da, da da.

The combatants obeyed the legion commander's orders and unleashed all their firepower on the unfortunate zombies stuck on the riverbank.

As the distance closed, the shooting efficiency improved, and with some zombies lying on the ground and others stuck between steel spears and unable to move, about two hundred were quickly taken down.

"Set up the north riverbank as an obstacle, advance and continue firing!"

Wu Daqiang wanted to reduce the number of zombies as much as possible before the melee. He was the first to climb over the piled-up trenches and reach the riverbank, where he started shooting at the zombies howling and climbing over the obstacles below.

The idea was good, but it didn't work in practice. Due to the angle, the zombies at the bottom of the riverbed had their heads buried, so there was no angle to shoot their eyes and mouths. As for the zombies that had already climbed up the north bank, they were already within arm's reach!
Awooo, awooo!

For every unlucky one, there is a lucky one. The moment the barrier on the north riverbank was raised, the fastest zombie was brought directly to the shore!

puff!
Hong Laosi reacted quickly, and instead of the long stick he usually used in training, he suddenly turned his weapon into a homemade spear!

The gun pierced through the dragon's eye socket with unparalleled precision, the tip striking the zombie's eye with a sharp sound as it pierced the soft tissue of the diaphragm. The zombie collapsed to the ground!

This was the first zombie to climb ashore, and soon more zombies followed, scaling the obstacles and reaching the north bank of the Haihe River.

Da da, da.

Wu Daqiang fired again, knocking down a zombie that had crawled to his feet. Then he slung his rifle behind him, tightened the strap, and pulled out a steel bar: "Everyone, put your guns away. We're going into close combat. Aim for the eyes and mouth!"

"And the neck too, cut it off if you want!"

Wu Baokang added loudly.

He had just slashed with his sword, severing the zombie's head cleanly. The zombie's head, lying on the ground, didn't stop moving; its teeth clashed violently. But its body was completely limp and immobile.

Just as Wu Baokang finished speaking, Zhang Xin's voice rang out: "Joints, their joints haven't changed, attacking the joints will work too!"

He was one of the people who noticed the various limbs that had been blown away by the artillery fire. After thinking about it, he came to a rough conclusion: the zombies' enhancements were in the bones, flesh, and skin, but the strength of their joints did not seem to have increased!

Thinking it through, I struck the zombie on the knee with a steel rod, successfully crippling it. Although it wasn't a fatal blow, as long as it lost its mobility, it was a lamb to the slaughter.

Fortunately, the fortifications provided a sufficient buffer, giving everyone valuable time to think and digest the information provided by the cadres, thus avoiding a blind attack.

(End of this chapter)