My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Looking at the history of wars on the entire earth, there is not a single page of descriptions that are as exaggerated as the wasteland is now.

This is a battle involving more than seven billion living creatures.

In a sense, this is also the war with the largest number of participating creatures that humans can gather in the wasteland from now to the future!

After this battle, no matter who loses or wins, the next battle will never be as terrifying as it is now.

At eight o'clock, today's tsunami time was not delayed by half an hour like the previous few days, but remained fluctuating for one and a half hours and calm for one and a half hours.

Under such conditions, it was also created

When the tsunami calmed down, the aliens and humans "struggled" together like crazy.

When the tsunami wavered, humans seemed to have made an agreement with the aliens, looking at each other from a distance to regain their strength as the waves fluctuated up and down.

It starts at eight o'clock and lasts until one o'clock in the afternoon.

When the rest time came again, all the humans on the ocean breathed a sigh of relief and began to quickly lie down on the deck, eating dry food while recovering their strength.

But contrary to expectations, after waiting for half an hour after the break, the escapees and surrenderers in the human chat were shocked to find that

I have fewer allies!

Even under such blocking conditions, their world chat refreshes the screen at the same speed as usual, and you can watch it!

Such changes made them think that people from these factions had changed their minds and joined the main war faction.

But what they don't know is

"Long Suo, among the number of battles currently gathered, we humans are still extremely tenacious. The current casualty rate in the two waves of battles remains at around 13%!"

"On the alien side, the casualty rate has also reached over 4%!"

"According to this curve, by night, we only need to pay a casualty rate of about 25% to repel the most ferocious wave of alien attacks!"

The strength of an individual is not worth mentioning in the face of this battle of billions of creatures.

Even these top official shelters are like a drop in the ocean. Once the battle begins, they are drowned in the ocean of information.

At this stage, all they can do is collect data, coordinate emergencies in the war zone, and alert nearby fleets.

"13% Which area is currently experiencing the greatest losses!"

After hearing the statistician's report, Long Anguo's face condensed and he asked sternly.

If you look at this number alone, this loss is not much. In the first two waves of the most ferocious battles, it is very good for humans to maintain this data.

But if you look at it based on the current base figures, it’s frightening.

Five hundred and fifty million!

In just two hours, more than 500 million humans have completely fallen in this battle.

Regardless of their previous intention to fight, flee, or surrender, it cannot change the fact that they have sacrificed their lives.

In the next day, mankind will lose the same number, and finally reach a full 1.3 billion battle losses to bring the battle to an end today.

Different from the 45% predicted previously, this number is nearly half smaller.

But it still made Long Anguo stand up and finish speaking, his body still shaking involuntarily.

"The area with the greatest losses, the Seventh War Zone, according to the news from the Sword of Dawn, there are too many alien races in their area that will release spells. As a result, our people have already suffered huge casualties of nearly 20% before they come into contact with them, and They are very smart. They only hang in the distance and never directly come up to confront them. Under such guerrilla warfare, the losses we can cause them are very limited."

"Currently, Sword of Dawn has made corresponding adjustments, choosing to disperse the large forces to reduce losses. It is expected that in the next two rounds of attacks, losses can be reduced by more than 50%. As for killing the enemy, there should be no hope. It is necessary Our people from other areas are coming to support!”

Long Anguo's sudden burst of momentum was so strong, coupled with the horror of the battle damage, that the reporter trembled a little.

But the people who can appear here are all people with excellent qualities on earth. After a little buffering from the inner uneasiness, the reporter immediately returned to normal.

"Support? Now every war zone has too much time to take care of itself, where will there be anyone to support them!"

"In the fifth theater, don't the polar bears have some fire weapons? How about now!"

The reporter looked at the data: "The losses in the fifth theater are indeed much lower than in other theaters, currently only 6%, and the people led by the Polar Bears attracted most of the firepower in this theater, giving peripheral personnel a good package. By chance, in the second back-and-forth battle, the aliens lost nearly 5% of their personnel due to our internal and external cooperation, which can be said to be heavy casualties."

"Logically speaking, they are in the center of the entire war zone and would have been surrounded by surrounding war zones. However, due to the strong massacre in the third war zone, their pressure was greatly reduced and they found this good opportunity."

This time, it was Long Anguo's turn to be shocked: "What, a strong massacre in the third theater?"

In the previously formulated ocean attack plan, the fifth theater was the most dangerous place on the entire ocean.

Once the official shelter here does not have absolute strength, it will easily be outflanked by foreigners from the five war zones 2, 3, 4, 6, and 7.

Moreover, because there is no large shelter in the 3rd theater, the 5th theater is the greatest threat from here.

At that time, as a polar bear sanctuary that did not have the strongest fighting capacity among all the refuges, but had the craziest fighting spirit, they took this position without hesitation.

Although everyone said nothing about this decision, they were still very worried in their hearts.

But now, listening to the reporter's narration, Long Anguo suddenly felt like he was in another world.

"Yes, Longsuo, the current battle losses in the third theater are lower than those in the fifth theater, and even lower than the 11th and 12th theaters in the Qianhai District. Their current casualty rate is only about 2%, but they have killed all the enemies. The highest 6% in the war zone. Because of their violent attacks, the pressure on the 5th war zone has been greatly reduced, and there is no need to worry about being attacked from both sides."

"And because of the strength of Theater 3, the enemies in Theaters 2 and 6 have been attracted, and the casualty rates in these two theaters are also declining rapidly!"

After speaking, the reporter directly pulled out a few pieces of white paper recording the battle situation in the three theaters from a thick stack of data.

As Long Anguo took over the data and scanned it for more than ten seconds, a familiar but unfamiliar name broke into his mind.

"good!"

"OK!"

"I didn't expect that this Tundra Sanctuary would actually have such strength. Please go ahead and ask us people from War Zone No. 2 and No. 6 to try our best to delay the foreign support and create fighting opportunities for them!"

As soon as he slapped the table, Long Anguo, who was still dizzy from the numbers, suddenly became excited.

Whether every war can be won or not will never depend on the battles that unfold on the frontal battlefield.

This is especially true in a battle between the weak and the strong.

For the current human beings, a miracle must occur to turn it into a prairie fire and "burn" the entire wasteland ocean.

And now, as Long Anguo, who has truly learned complete knowledge and has an unparalleled sense of war, he knows:

War Zone No. 3 has the potential to become this prairie fire!

All you need is a handful of firewood, or just the right amount

East wind!

"Lu Suo, these aliens have surrounded us. If we continue to stand in a stalemate with them, we will die slowly. We might as well charge now!"

"Yes, Lu Suo, we have heavy weapons, and these aliens can't stop our charge at all. As we wait, there will be more and more aliens, and we have no support. This is a way to die!"

"Lu Suo, you are waiting again, but there is no point in waiting this time!"

"Lu Suo, think twice"

On the Tundra, the captains of every large ship stood on the deck, exchanging telescopes to view the battle situation in the distance.

With the convenience of game chat, even if they are here, they can quickly send instructions through contact, thereby realizing a series of attack, retreat, and encirclement tactics.

As the telescopes were exchanged, almost every captain issued the same dissuasion after viewing it.

In their opinion, Lu Yongyi asked everyone to wait when the alien race had suffered two losses and was only surrounded but not on the field. It was simply a random command.

The foreigners will line up their battle lines and rest, waiting for the support of their friendly forces. You should also follow their example and rest.

Isn't this the old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living?

With heavy firepower and weapons, the 50,000 aliens currently surrounding the tundra fleet cannot stop the fleet that wants to charge.

All it takes is one wave of impact, and this encirclement can break itself.

Although the speed mismatch between the large and small boats and rafts may cause some unnecessary casualties during this journey, it is still better than being surrounded by others!

However, as the captain of the fleet, Lu Yongyi suddenly

Angry!

"Come to Hammer Rush, you have rested, you have eaten, and you are safe sitting on the boat during the war. Don't you look at what our brothers below are doing?"

"Zhang Long, now pick up the binoculars and take a good look. Calculate how many people on the raft will survive if we charge now?"

"Calculate again, after we rush out, if the alien race catches up, what price will we have to pay to win!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Long, who had been silent to begin with, suddenly changed his expression and quickly took the binoculars and started scanning.

And this look immediately made his face look even uglier.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood why these alien races were still like wolves and tigers in the first wave of battle.

In the second wave of fighting, they became so passive, just feinting and hanging nearby with heavy thunder and small raindrops.

"If we charge now, although we who drive the big boat will definitely be able to get out, not even half of the raft with 300,000 people behind it will survive."

"And the most important thing is that we will lose the positions and battle lines that we just repaired and arranged yesterday."

"This is a conspiracy by the aliens. They are surrounding us now. If we rush, we will die. If we stay, we will die slowly. It's so cruel!"

Modern people who have experienced the information explosion, even if they have never been on the battlefield, can have a certain sense of war as long as they have watched TV series and movies for a few years.

This sense of smell sometimes makes modern people imitate the command of their predecessors and launch a wave of war, which is compared to the classic battles of ancient times.

But sometimes their cleverness leads to misunderstandings, leaving them in dire straits.

This battle between humans and aliens is not a simulation game. It is not a battle where you can know the result by looking at the data panel after issuing an order.

After the first wave of crazy attacks by aliens, the second wave of feint harassment, and the huge tsunami wave on the sixth day that had to be resisted midway.

The raft warriors below have already reached the limit of their endurance.

Relying on the title of Ocean, they could rest for an hour and a half and have the energy to continue resisting the next wave of alien attacks.

But if we launch a counterattack now, I am afraid that these people will run out of gas before they have rushed a few miles, and their combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 80%.

At this time, the aliens only need to feign an attack and wait. The battle line that the tundra fleet spent a day building will be instantly reduced to nothing.

The balance that could have been maintained in the Third War Zone would be broken in an instant and fall into panic.

By then, the person commanding this battle will forever become a sinner in the history of human war!

But at this time, another problem came!

"Lu Suo, if we don't rush, we will be waiting to die here. There are only 50,000 aliens now. When they gather 200,000 or 300,000, they will be about the same number as us."

"Unless our ammunition is unlimited, we will definitely not win, and we will still die in the end!"

"As for support, fighting is going on in all war zones across the entire ocean. Where will anyone come to support us?"

When Liu Neng said this, everyone else nodded.

But surprisingly, this time Lu Yongyi did not refute, but instead had a look of expectation on his face.

He nodded first and then shook his head.

"If we continue to wait, it will indeed be the same as you said, it will be chronic death."

"But when did I say we have no more support?"

? ? ?

Hearing Lu Yongyi's rhetorical question, everyone looked at me and me, with a hint of confusion and doubt on their faces.

Is there any support at this time?

No way?

Unless Ning invites Su Shen to us now, no one in this wasteland will have the time and strength to support others.

But if you can please God Su, we people

No, there are 350,000 people in our fleet. Is it worthy?

After taking a look at the busy situation on the ship, and even the many women wearing clothes for battle, all the captains smiled bitterly, but did not say anything again.

Good on you, Lu Yongyi, this pie is too hard to swallow!