Apocalyptic Red Alert

It's really a matter of settling new and old grudges together! After finalizing his thoughts, Han Feng began to look for the figure of the third-level zombie in the vast sea of ​​corpses...

Helplessly, under the cover of night, coupled with the constant surge of tens of thousands of zombies, Han Feng, who had been searching for a long time, did not find the third-level zombie.

"Commander, the machine gun bunker has been built." In his mind, the mechanical sound of the system interrupted Han Feng, who was obsessed with finding the third-level zombie.

"Build it twenty meters inside the fourth defense line, facing the gate." Han Feng stipulated the location of the machine gun bunker.

Withdrawing his eyes from the sea of ​​corpses, Han Feng opened the vision connection.

The fourth floor is about to fall... Some places have zombies climbing up the wall, and the 57 Red Alert soldiers are also unable to split up.

Under the continuous killing of several fortifications and 57 Red Alert soldiers, Han Feng's gold coins rushed to 3,000 again.

"Build the fifth layer of the wall..." Han Feng said to the system in his mind helplessly.

There are too many zombies. So far, Han Feng has killed at least 10,000 zombies! But for the entire sea of ​​corpses... there is still no change.

A horrified thought rose in Han Feng's mind. These zombies... won't there be more than 100,000? ! ! !

Just looking at the endless sea of ​​corpses, Han Feng couldn't judge the specific number of zombies.

All he could do was delay and delay again!

The fifth layer of the wall was also built according to Han Feng's idea. Compared with the previous layer of the wall, the number of meters was reduced again.

The length of the fifth layer of the wall is 15 kilometers, or 1,500 meters. 1,500 gold coins disappeared, and Han Feng's gold coins shrank again...

"System, recycle the fourth layer of the wall." While fighting and blocking, Han Feng asked the system to recycle the previous layer of the defensive wall.

When the fourth layer of the wall disappeared, the crowded zombies rushed in suddenly, and the third machine gun bunker opened fire instantly.

Three machine gun bunkers plus a sentry gun, four defensive fortifications fired bullets non-stop, harvesting the lives of zombies.

Looking at the battlefields on all sides, Han Feng thought for a while and said in his mind, "Come back ten mobilized soldiers, take the guns, and the rest continue to attack the wall!"

Ten seconds later, ten mobilized soldiers ran up to the rooftop and came to Han Feng.

Pointing to the assault rifles on the ground, Han Feng said, "These guns are only equipped with one magazine, take them all and distribute them to the soldiers who have no bullets. Bring the guns back to me after the bullets are used up! Go!"

After receiving Han Feng's order, the ten mobilized soldiers quickly picked up five assault rifles each and turned to run towards the wall.

Fifty assault rifles, 1,500 rounds of bullets, all distributed.

Holding hot weapons, the Red Alert soldiers showed the ferocity of the warriors again!

"System, continue to build machine gun bunkers!" After recovering 2,000 meters of the wall, Han Feng harvested 1,000 gold coins. Together with the previous 1,500 gold coins, it was just enough to cover the price of a machine gun bunker.

As the Red Alert soldiers opened fire, Han Feng's gold coins increased rapidly.

"System, as long as the gold coins are enough, summon the mobilized soldiers immediately! Reserve ten first." At present, there are nearly 20,000 bullets for the assault rifle, but the embarrassing thing is... there are far from enough magazines, and there are far from enough people to load the magazines.

Soon a mobilized soldier climbed onto the rooftop from the second floor and saluted Han Feng.

"Report to the commander! The mobilized soldiers..."

"Stop talking! Go to the wall quickly, and replace whoever has no bullets. Remember to let him come back with a gun!" As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, Liu Rui's voice came from downstairs.

"Han... Brother Han! No... No..."

Looking at the fat Liu Rui panting, Han Feng was anxious, angry, and distressed.

"Don't worry! Talk slowly! What's gone?" Han Feng was concerned about the battle situation while comforting Liu Rui.

"No oil! Diesel... No diesel!" After saying this, Liu Rui finally climbed onto the rooftop and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

After listening to Liu Rui's report, Han Feng seemed to be strangled by someone's hand as he looked at him sweating profusely. His heart slowly became depressed and heavy.

"And... How long can it last?" Han Feng asked in a different way how long the power supply could last.

"Six... six diesel generators, now... full power output! It won't last for a while..."

Swallowing his saliva, Liu Rui continued, "Unnecessary lights may be turned off to save electricity later... The guy in work clothes said that it can last for more than an hour at most... Huhu... I have to transport more than 300 kilograms of diesel... Do you know how many times I have run..."

Liu Rui was fat and not good at sports. But in order to complete the task assigned by Han Feng, he really worked hard.

A touch of emotion rose from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the weak Liu Rui, Han Feng's fighting spirit was aroused little by little...

Took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was almost three fifty.

The lights can last for a little more than an hour, which means that after 5 a.m., the lights will be completely gone. Fortunately, the sun rises early in summer, and when the lights go out, the sky should be bright.

But even if it is dawn, what can we do in the face of countless zombies?

Find the third-level zombies? Maybe if we kill the third-level zombies, this zombie tide will become scattered... Han Feng thought to himself.

On the fifth-level defense wall, the mobilized soldiers have already run out of bullets. According to the order, they jumped down the wall with assault rifles without bullets and ran towards the villa.

"The returning mobilized soldiers will load the bullets here first, and someone will replace you!" Han Feng left the returning soldiers to load the magazines to provide enough reserve forces for the front-line battle.

When the number of people reached ten, Han Feng did not leave more soldiers. Because the rooftop was full and the space was limited...

Fortunately, as the lowest-level summoning unit of the Red Alert system, the summoning speed of mobilized soldiers was very fast. Ten newly summoned mobilized soldiers replaced the ten loaders.

Looking at the construction progress bar of the machine gun bunker, Han Feng suppressed his anxiety.

The first machine gun bunker built at the entrance of the community stopped shooting at this time because there were no bullets. The mobilized soldiers inside logged out of the machine gun bunker, stood on the machine gun bunker and attacked the zombies around with fire axes...

The busy Han Feng did not pay attention to the situation there in time, until the system notified him that a soldier had died... Han Feng noticed the changes at the entrance of the community.

Unspeakable sorrow permeated the surroundings...

Han Feng didn't open his eyes until the system prompted him half a minute later, and he said heavily, "Build a machine gun bunker!"

In the place with the most zombies, ten meters behind the gap in the fifth wall, the fifth defensive fortification was built.

"Da Da! Da Da!" The dense sound of firing surrounded him, and every breath of air he breathed was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

There were also unconscious Wei Peng and Lin Lan in the villa. Wei Yun, who had the weakest combat power, did not say a word from beginning to end, and silently loaded bullets. Liu Rui, who had recovered, got up from the ground. He didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face, but he also helped to load bullets as much as he could...

On the wall in front of him, the Red Alert soldiers who were not afraid of life and death were still fighting. Not far downstairs, the engineer who was only more than 50 meters away from the zombies was guarding the generator, constantly debugging and refilling the generator.

There are no idle people here!

Everyone here is doing his job!

Everyone here is desperately guarding their posts!

Not giving up an inch! Fight for every inch of land!

The hot blood flowed through my body, and the smoke inhaled into my lungs seemed to be the strongest stimulant!

Today...either you die or I die!

The fear in my heart slowly faded, and one wave after another