Chapter 170 Parasitism!
After figuring out the key layout of the ammunition depot, Lu Chong felt confident enough to arrange specific tactics.
Fighting inside an ammunition depot is no joke. One accidental discharge or even a missed bullet is enough to destroy their iron army that has no way out of the zombies.
“By the way, there should be garrison troops in the ammunition depot, right?” Lu Chong suddenly asked before the battle.
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Zhao Lei was silent for a moment
"About half a squadron..."
Hearing this, Lu Chong suddenly felt alert.
There was so much noise outside, but not a single sound inside.
Most likely they were all killed.
But half a squadron of soldiers must have at least 40 or 50 people, right?
The ammunition depot duty is not like other duty, the duty personnel are all armed with live ammunition.
How come there are no survivors?
Thinking of this, Lu Chong quickly switched to a safer tactic...
"The tank company as a whole retreats fifty meters, and the entire Mengshi 3 armored command vehicle of the first infantry company retreats ten meters in a semi-arc and surrounds the ammunition depot gate!"
Lu Chong planned to adopt the tactics used when clearing zombies in complex areas, that is, taking advantage of the zombies' lack of brains and dragging the zombies from unfavorable terrain to favorable terrain and lining them up for execution.
This will not only help improve the safety of soldiers' operations, but also avoid the risk of accidental discharge of guns in the ammunition depot.
As for the tank company, it will no longer play any role in the subsequent attack. Instead of being a hindrance here, it is better to move away.
"Roger that!"
"Roger that!"
As the order was given, the ammunition depot gate was quickly surrounded by 12 Mengshi 3 armored assault vehicles.
"The entire company is forming a defensive formation relying on armored assault vehicles!"
"Yes!"
Under the leadership of the squad leaders, the soldiers of the first company built a temporary position around the Mengshi 3 armored assault vehicle through tactical actions.
After waiting for everything to be ready, Lu Chong directly issued the order to act.
"Class One, break the door!"
"Yes!"
An elite infantry squad trotted past the formation and came to the iron gate. Through the gap in the iron gate, squad leader Wang Yuan clearly saw the bolt inserted inside. It was a steel rod as thick as two fingers, which could not be broken by light weapons.
"Human ladder!"
The four-meter-high iron gate is easy to pass through with a ladder
A group of soldiers quickly completed the construction of the human ladder. Wang Yuan put the QBZ-191 assault rifle behind him and climbed up very easily. He stuck his head through the iron door and looked inside the ammunition depot.
Weird
The ammunition depot was peaceful, without any sound, and not even a trace of zombie activity was seen...
Company commander Lu Chong was still watching from behind, and Wang Yuan didn't have time to think too much. He carefully stepped over the spikes on the top of the door, clasped his hands between the gaps between the upright iron spikes, and slid down the door like a loach.
Snapped!
The sound of combat boots hitting the ground echoed at the entrance of the warehouse area, sounding extremely harsh.
Wang Yuan, feeling the atmosphere was a bit creepy, quickly unbolted the iron bolt, and then pulled hard.
The heavy iron door was pulled by inertia, and the rollers under the door slid along the track on the ground, and the door of the ammunition depot was completely opened!
"What the hell is going on?" Lu Chong suddenly put down the walkie-talkie that was next to his mouth.
It took so long
Playing games with the air?
“Where are the people…?”
"impossible?"
Zhao Lei, who was standing nearby, was also surprised when he saw the empty warehouse area.
Where are the people at the ammunition depot?
Whether infected or not, there should be movement, right?
How come there is no movement at all?
Seeing such a strange scene, Lu Chong reacted for two seconds and then gave the order.
"Squad one, go forward and investigate!"
"Yes!"
"Enter with tactical cover!" Wang Yuan ordered.
Upon hearing this, a group of soldiers immediately followed the tactical formation they usually trained, with three people in a combat team, and the people within the team formed a triangle formation. The four teams moved in in a wedge-shaped tactical maneuver.
Wang Yuan walked in the middle support group, connecting the front and rear combat teams of the class so that he could better command the battle.
On the right side of the entrance are the rows of rooms where the ammunition depot guards live and work. The first target of the first shift is these rows of rooms.
The assault team quickly found the first row of houses near the gate, with the butt of the rifle against the shoulder socket, the finger slightly pressing the trigger, the muscles tense, ready to meet the attack in the next second.
哗
Assaulter He Yang leaned forward and fired his gun towards the room.
But the next second, he was stunned...
Numbness..
The tingling sensation of having your scalp pulled from your skull...
His whole body was like he had an allergy, his goose skin was flaking up like popping candy...
I saw that the row of rooms that held twelve people were filled with naked human survivors standing shoulder to shoulder. On the white bodies of these survivors, there were densely swarming milky white maggots about ten centimeters long. These maggots covered the entire body of the survivors, crowded together in layers, and surging wildly like seaweed!
Seeing this scene, the assaulter He Yang felt dizzy, and he couldn't suppress the feeling of disgust, and instinctively stepped back...
The mind is in a trance, as if it has been greatly polluted.
Wang Yuan noticed the attacker's unusual reaction immediately
"alert!"
"He Yang, what's wrong with you?"
"Captain, Yue~"
As soon as the assaulter He Yang finished speaking, he could no longer control his physical discomfort and knelt on the ground and retched.
The scene in the room is simply doomsday for people with trypophobia!
Everyone inside had their eyes wide open, their faces had extremely ferocious expressions, and their muscles were twisted and shaking, as if they were in great pain.
They seem to be alive?
He Yang, who was kneeling on the ground and retching, had such a strange idea in his head.
"Biochemical protection!"
When Wang Yuan saw He Yang kneeling and retching, he immediately shouted orders, thinking that He Yang had encountered a toxic substance.
Because the initial symptoms of many toxic gas exposures are dizziness and nausea, such as VX nerve agent..
Therefore, He Yang's sudden vomiting made Wang Yuan subconsciously think that he had encountered a contaminated area.
Hua Hua Hua~
The sound of Velcro being pulled apart
All the members of the squad pulled out their gas masks from the tactical bags at their waists, took off their tactical helmets, and put them on their heads.
The whole process, from hearing the order to putting on the gas mask, takes no more than five seconds.
The next second after the two members of the assault team put on their gas masks, one of them grabbed one of He Yang's arms and began to drag him backwards.
The other soldiers continued to open their tactical backpacks and began to take out their chemical protective suits, preparing for full-body protection.
If it really is a toxic substance, it would be terrible!
The development of science and technology has spawned many inhumane military poison gases. Once many of these gases come into contact with the skin or enter the respiratory tract, the death process is irreversible, just like drinking paraquat.
The most famous of these is the mustard gas used by the Japanese during World War II. Since its introduction, this gas has killed nearly one million people, and even a failed art student was blinded by it.
"Squad leader, no! No! It's not poison gas!"
He Yang, who had recovered a little, shouted
