Apocalypse Meltdown

Everyone was completely stunned by these two words. If they had blurted out, they couldn’t say it in their throats. A group of people in the conference room stood there stupid. Only the priests and Luo Ming sat still in their place. Get up.

With the number of seven hundred people fighting against ten thousand corpses, the zombies were all annihilated, and seven hundred people were killed or injured.

This data is too fake!

The person who directs the battle is Chu Han? A 20-year-old second-order evolutionary?

This information is too fake!

After a long time, hey, everyone who was scared by this amazing data sat back to their own position, most of them didn’t say anything, and a few people whispered.

"Old, don't talk nonsense."

"The two old guys, do you know that it is the end of the world?"

“Does the copper city have a military region?”

"No."

"That is absolutely impossible."

"Even if there is a military region, it is impossible."

A voice is continually questioned, and there are unbelief on the faces of the faces. Seven hundred people have no casualties against the 10,000 dead bodies. Jokes are not so open!

"Do not believe?" Luo Ming did not worry, the tone was dull, and suddenly named Zhuang Hong: "Zhuang Hong, you understand the deployment of combat, you say the difference between the previous battle and the recent battle."

Zhuang Hong stunned, but he quickly replied: "Before we took fire suppression, the guns and ammunition consumed a lot, and the casualties were even more terrifying. Basically, the zombies were rushing up and not shooting, it is not easy to escape."

"As for now." Speaking of Zhuang Hong's brows here: "The importance of geographical location has been mentioned first by all the teams, and the zombies are trapped and hindered, and the reduction in casualties is obvious. The last time Ten thousand zombies are also killed. If the city was not full of high-rise buildings to attract, two thousand casualties are almost impossible."

"Then you think that there are seven hundred people without casualties against the tens of thousands of zombies. Is this possible?" Luo Ming asked again.

"Impossible." Zhuang Hong immediately denied.

Luo Ming nodded, and then suddenly raised his voice: "Cheng Xianguo, come in."

brush!

The gate was immediately opened. Cheng Xianguo wore the most common camouflage uniform. He did not have any military rank, but stepped into the hall at the pace of the most standard military.

Everyone suddenly glimpsed and gathered in the conference hall of the highest military talents in China. All of them were concentrated on this unnamed veteran.

At this time, the animal husbandry commander suddenly got up and picked up the front desk to reveal a huge sand table with few appearances. The scene on the sand table was familiar and unfamiliar. It was the team that Chu Han had in the battle of the dead city in the copper city. In the labyrinth, a large number of blacks in front of the zombies represent the zombie group. The small cuboids connected end to end are the team maze, and some green dots represent humans. From the color distribution, these green dots and black contrasts can be divided into minutes. Drowning.

The hall was silent, and all the stunned looking at the sand table at the center, when it was put out, no one knew.

The voice of the animal husbandry commander has an irresistible majesty: "Cheng Xianguo, already arranged according to your previous description, you explain this battle, and have long-sighted people who are rusty in these heads!"

This is quite a faceless person. There are a lot of people on the spot who are black, but they don’t make a sound. They watch the development quietly. Zhuang Hong’s eyes are so big that he is incredulously looking at the graphics on this sand table.

"Good priests." Cheng Xianguo's voice is not humble, steady and steady to the forefront of the sand table, the voice is not big but clear enough for everyone to hear: "So I started."

"First declare that all the zombies in this battle were the weakest first-order zombies, and the first-order zombies still in a rotten state." Cheng Xianguo’s voice is not slow: "The battle deployment of Chuhan boss is very simple, use There were only three types of items, lithium batteries, petrol and cars. The tens of thousands of corpses were all annihilated and there was no surplus. The seven hundred people did live without any casualties, even if there was no wound."

Many people's brows are more tight, and the doubtful eyes have not disappeared. In their view, this is simply a fantasy.

"It's just fart!" Another admiral in the crowd couldn't help but scream.

“What happened to these people?” Zhuang Hong paid more attention to the details. He pointed anger at the place on the map. “These green dots represent human beings. Why are they trapped in this? This is what you said. Combat plan, use people as bait?!"

Cheng Xianguo glanced at him without any fear of confrontation: "This is not a cage hunting but a card hunting. Before I explain the battle, please shut up."

Hey!

This unwelcome words made all the people’s eyes come out. They were the first time they saw a person, or an ordinary veteran. They even said the word 'shut up' to the highest group in China. .

"You are arrogant! I want to say that this battle is simply a noisy, there is no humanity at all!" Zhuang Hong was furious on the spot: "And, you dare to tell me to shut up?"

"You killed 10,000 corpses with an army of 8,000. Do you think you are very good?" Cheng Yinguo's tone is still dull, but he is still unkind when he says it: "The 10,000 corpses in the district made the army two thousand casualties. This kind of data is also worthy of praise? In my opinion, it is completely rubbish!"

"You... you, you!" Zhuang Hong shivered.

The rest of the people were also shocked to look at Cheng Xianguo. The two thousand casualties were already miracles. Those zombies were unable to aim at the guns. Can Zhuang Hong feel that he is not great?

"I am optimistic about the battle of my boss. I don't want to say anything else. I will kill 10,000 dead bodies with 700 people. There is no data on the casualties. You can see how it is done." Cheng Xianguo continued to speak.

"This is impossible, can not be completed!" Zhuang Hong still does not believe, look angry.

Cheng Xianguo interrupted him with a mocking smile: "You can do it, don't shut up."

After that, Cheng Xiangguo did not care about the eyes of other people, pointing directly to the sand table and began to explain step by step: "The first step, area a, lithium battery pile blasting, zombie casualties data is seven hundred, the time period is ..."

Cheng Xianguo’s words just exited, and the sound of a cold breath suddenly sounded. Everyone was shocked to listen to this data. For the first time, the casualties brought to the zombies were seven hundred? What is the number of lithium batteries in the end? !

However, this is only the beginning of shock. Then Cheng Xianguo did not stop and continued to speak: "After a short time, I can't grasp the specific time. Other people can't remember it. It should be the most dense time of the zombies. Second. Secondary blast..."

As time went by, the data that Cheng Xianguo said in the mouth was getting bigger and bigger, the whole meeting room was silent, and the shocking colors on those people’s faces were more and more exaggerated. In the end, the eyes were completely staring at the sand table. Conceived and listened to Cheng Xianguo’s step-by-step explanation, and the strange and accurate to surprising blasting time.