Chapter 1061 Wantong Gathering Place
The first to speak was the 08mm machine gun on the ZBL-30 infantry fighting vehicle!
All, all, all—
The dull and rapid sound of artillery fire was like the drumbeat of death!
High-explosive grenades fell like hail into the densest area of the zombie swarm, clearing that area in an instant!
Broken limbs and stained blood were thrown into the air by the blast, forming a short-lived blood mist!
Almost at the same time, the 12.7mm heavy machine guns and 7.62mm coaxial machine guns on more armored vehicles and infantry fighting vehicles also spewed out deadly flames!
dong dong dong dong!
Da da da da da—!
The dense rain of bullets formed a crossfire network, like countless burning whips, madly whipping the oncoming horde of zombies.
The bullets easily tore through the decayed bodies, sweeping them down in pieces. The large-caliber steel-core bullets flying at high speeds carried terrifying kinetic energy and could often penetrate several targets in succession!
The number of zombies seemed so ridiculous and fragile in the face of this pure, industrialized destructive force that they couldn't even get within a hundred meters of the front line!
Occasionally, a few fish would slip through the net and rush closer by virtue of cover or luck, but would immediately be shot in the head and knocked to the ground by the infantry squad wearing starry sky camouflage training uniforms and fully armed to the teeth.
The entire combat process was efficient, ruthless, and overwhelming.
The armored units did not even perform any tactical maneuvers, but simply relied on their absolute firepower advantage to easily complete a one-sided crushing clearance.
It looks like some stinky zombies who are tired of living are lining up to be shot!
...
As the battle rapidly drew to a close, the strong, pungent smell of gunpowder mixed with the sweet, stinking smell of blood, forming a new, suffocating battlefield atmosphere that completely replaced the park's original decadent and dead silence.
Huddled in the passenger seat of a Mengshi 3 armored assault vehicle, Aliang stared blankly through the bulletproof glass at the battlefield plowed by a storm of metal. Shattered wreckage, charred craters, and dark stains scattered everywhere formed a striking scene under the pale light of the searchlight.
His mind was blank, as if all his cognition had been completely destroyed and reorganized in those brief and violent minutes.
'This... is the power of the army?' An absurd yet incredibly real thought popped up uncontrollably: 'The end of the world... doesn't seem so... apocalyptic?'
Those "monsters" that had once crushed them like mountains, costing them countless lives and forcing them to flee in despair, those zombie hordes that represented death and despair... before this iron torrent, were they as fragile as paper? In just a few minutes, without even the chance to move, the convoy was crushed to dust?
The shock brought by this absolute power is beyond any words. It is simple and brutal, but it is enough to overturn a person's entire understanding of the world.
...
At the same time, a few kilometers away, the "Wantong" gathering place was built on an abandoned large logistics park.
On the towering watchtower of the wall built with scrapped cars and sandbags, a night watchman who was wrapping himself tightly to keep out the night cold suddenly stood up straight, listened attentively to the distance, and his face was instantly filled with surprise and fear.
"Hey! Did you hear that?!" He pushed his companion who was dozing off next to him hard.
"What?" The companion looked up in confusion.
"Sound! A very loud sound! It comes from...from the direction of the railway!" The night watchman's voice trembled slightly.
Both of them held their breath and tried to distinguish each other.
The night wind did bring with it an extremely faint, yet continuous, dull roar, different from thunder, more like... some kind of sound that they had almost forgotten, belonging to the civilized era?
Before they could figure it out——
“Boom boom boom boom!!!”
“All, all, all—!!!”
The clearer, more penetrating sound of heavy machine gun and cannon fire echoed across several kilometers like rolling thunder, faintly yet incredibly real! It was even punctuated by a few low explosions!
This was no small-scale firefight! Nor was it the usual sounds of homemade guns and cannons! This was the intensity of firepower that only a well-organized, well-equipped regular army could possess!
"The sound of gunfire?!" My companion's sleepiness was instantly shaken away and his face turned pale.
The night watchman was also terrified. He suddenly grabbed a worn-out loudspeaker nearby and shouted at the bottom of the wall with a distorted voice:
"Alert!! Northeast! There's a massive exchange of fire! It's incredibly loud! It's not just ordinary gunfire!"
Woo-woo-woo-!
The shrill and rapid sound of the alarm soon echoed mournfully over the gathering place! The once deadly silent gathering place instantly exploded like a beehive with a huge rock thrown into it!
Sporadic, hurried lights lit up in the shantytowns, and people came out of their simple shacks in fear, asking each other questions in a panic.
Armed men holding various crude weapons ran in a chaotic manner towards their respective defensive positions on the wall, their faces full of tension and confusion.
Ma Laosan, the leader of the gathering place, was also startled out of bed. He pushed the woman beside him aside, hastily threw on his coat, and rushed out, shouting, "What's going on?! Where are the gunshots coming from?! Are the Yue monkeys shooting at us?!"
"No... doesn't look like... Third Master... the sound came from the railway. It was too loud... I've never heard such fierce gunfire..." A subordinate came running to report breathlessly, his face also pale with fear.
Ma Laosan rushed to the edge of the wall and tried to look towards the dark night sky in the northeast. He could see nothing except the faint and terrifying dull sound.
But his heart sank. This level of firepower was completely beyond his comprehension and completely disrupted his dominance in this area.
"Damn it..." He cursed softly, his eyes shifting, "Which god in the world is coming here?!"
"Could it be the army?"
The unknown is the greatest fear. The entire Wantong gathering place was plunged into panic and chaos in the face of this sudden and incomprehensible symphony of violence.
