Apocalypse Meltdown

The fighting sounds endlessly, and it sounds on this broad main road. There are no hidden places, and the two sides are facing each other.

The blood of the cockroaches is everywhere, sprayed on the ground and blended with the snow, and the color of the ground is getting deeper and deeper.

Starting from the new mankind is a stepping move of Jin Yang's singer. In this dark night, the new human beings can better distinguish the aliens and companions. The lower-order heterogeneity is better dealt with in front of them, and the ordinary soldiers in the rear are transferred to death. It would be better to play a fight at the beginning.

The blood was reddened for a moment on the ground of a large main road, and the smell of sour smell came to the fore. In just 20 minutes of collision between the two armies, there were countless low-order heterogeneous deaths.

Jin Yang's hand holds a huge machete, and its temperament is integrated with the new human beings of the Tianyang Battle Group. In the crowd, the low-level heterogeneous slashes are slaughtered.

"Another first-order alien!" Jin Yangqi slashed and sipped, silently killing his own record.

A large number of new humans surrounded it, and many people were nervous.

"Admiral! Please return! The battlefield is handed over to us, you are commanding at the rear!" A new man is constantly urging.

"It's really trouble!" Jin Yangxi was a bit uncomfortable, but he also knew that he was not suitable for killing here. He slowly retreated to the rear while killing.

There will be changes at any time on the battlefield. He is the backbone of the six main battle groups of the main force. Once he falls, the main force will have no leader.

The battle is still erupting, and the new human beings who have swarmed up have already turned the first batch of low-level heterogeneous corpses into the corpses of the land. The people who rushed to the rear have continued to join the battle, and have strengthened the human ranks. Advance in front.

In the city behind the battlefield, a high-order big alien smelled this taste sharply, and suddenly frowned. "Isn't it the first time that the main force of human beings is coming in from ordinary people?"

The next few people face each other: "The information provided by the other party is like this."

"Now, how do you die is a different kind?!" The big alien anger can't be suppressed, and the scarlet eyes look straight into the battlefield in the distance: "Wang Chen is playing us?!"

"It is impossible. It should be that several of the other generals have temporarily changed the number of offensive roads. Our defensive teams are all well-arranged. The battlefield belts are crowded by low-level heterogeneous piles. At this time, high-level heterogeneous wants to go in and squeeze. Don't enter!" A stranger anxiously.

"Fuck!" A big, resentful punch hit the table, then turned and ordered: "Go to the headquarters, let them immediately send people to contact Wang Chen, let him solve this matter quickly!"

"Yes!"

A high-level ghost immediately stretched out a sultry tentacle, and the sound of '噗' was deeply inserted into the wall outside the window, and then the spider tenter continued to climb on the wall, quickly from a height of ten meters. Arrived at the ground and then quickly headed for the downtown area of ​​Silver.

In the rear, the big aliens noticed that the situation has changed. When they have not figured out the countermeasures, the first batch of assault teams on the battlefield have already started the second round of killing.

There are countless different kinds of corpses on the entire main road, all of which are new human beings. In the process of increasing numbers, they are constantly moving forward.

They stepped on a different kind of body, and the boots were covered with dirt, pushing the front line to the city step by step!

There are low-order heterogeneous species that are constantly rushing out. In the heterogeneous base camp, the most important thing is the low-level heterogeneous species. They are gathered here in tens of thousands. They are crowded on various roads and are seen by the big aliens. For the cannon fodder that can die at any time, a wall of horrible meat is formed.

The Alliance Army wants to rush over and want to break through the city's first line of defense. If you want to really set foot on the silver market, you must kill these cannons.

In every zone, the lieutenant of every two buildings, there are such different kinds of aliens everywhere, like the bugs in the last world that are worse than the zombies, and they can’t move forward and fall here. They can only watch the large number of new humans of the Alliance Army. The troops rushed and raised their weapons and began to slaughter.

The lower-order heterogeneous walking averages are all in front of the new human forces above the third-order, and there is no threat at all. Jinyang’s first battle in the western battlefield, which was launched with the Tianyang Warfare, is full of explosive power.

The rear battle groups are also looking for the main road, following the road broken by the Tianyang Battle Group, a little bit squeezed in from outside the city, tens of thousands of people, and the battle line is full. .

One night's time passed, one night's killing continued, and the two armies were exhausted. When the first sunshine of the morning sun entered the city, Jin Yangjun finally issued a truce command to the Tianyang War Corps.

Finally, it is no longer the endless killing, so that the battlefield on the main road gradually subsides, the aliens retreat like a tide, and they don’t dare to take the lead in the corner. They don’t want to die. The other party has stopped, even if it’s a day. .

The high-level aliens who are constantly observing the situation at the rear are gathering together in a way to find a way, and the fighting sound that gradually disappears quickly caught their attention.

"Stopped?"

"Daylight, truce?"

"It's weird, a group of human noses are not working. How do you like to attack at night, but stop during the day?"

"Don't think so much. Since we stopped, we have to hurry and find a way to find out how to get the low-level aliens back."

"Thinking is simple, where are you going back? This is already a battlefield, where is it crowded?"

"Do not return, waiting to be killed? This is simply grinding the new humans!"

"Zombie?" Suddenly a stranger screamed and frowned at the crowd: "Where are the zombies we set up?"

"Not in the periphery of the city, all drove to the must-go road of the coalition forces outside the city." A different kind of answer: "The largest number is in the west. It is reasonable to say that when the coalition forces come over, it should take a while to clean up the zombies. It’s okay, but looking at the situation last night, it doesn’t seem like it’s been with the zombies!”

"The zombies are scattered?" The big dissidents that haven’t talked are a bit uncomfortable: "It’s really troublesome, I’m not watching, I’m running without a trace.”

"The group of zombies have no heads and brains. They shouldn’t go far in the same place. The Human Alliance Army looks smart. It’s not surprising to be able to escape the zombies." A ghost picks his eyebrows: "Send a few Heterogeneous to find, gather the zombies, and then surprise the Alliance Army from the rear?"

The big alien saw this person nod and said: "Ghosts can control more zombies, and you bring a group of ghosts to dispatch."