"Dada...... Da ......" The rapid sound of machine guns echoed through the city, and in response to him was the roars and wails of the whole city, one after another.

"Damn, these zombies can't be killed at all, have you contacted the division?" In the downtown square, more than 700 marines have set up a makeshift position and are sniping at the enemy on all sides. Just now, the division commander of the 117th Armored Division had entered the new city with a large force, where there were more virus-infected zombies waiting for them to clean up, and their only infantry regiment mission as an armored division was to hold the division's retreat.

However, the battle only lasted six hours, and they had already reduced their strength from a standard 1,000-man infantry regiment to more than 700 people, most of the marines were killed by the zombies mixed with the refugees who came when they didn't know the truth at the beginning, and some of them were forced to quarantine because they were scratched by the zombies, and the regiment commander was afraid that they would also be infected by this unknown virus.

Now that the regimental commander no longer cares who is a refugee or who is lost, he kills anyone who comes close to the position, so that they spend a few hours peacefully, but then they are met with more zombies to fight back. These zombies are not as clumsy as they appear in the novels and movies, not only do they climb buildings and jump from the rooftops to break through the defenses, but they also pick up human firearms to attack, and the means are endless.

"117-9 Infantry Regiment...... This is the third empty finger, please answer when you hear it. At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came from the communicator of the regimental commander, yes. It's just pleasing to the ear. They had already tried to contact the Space Fleet for fire support three hours earlier, but the Fleet refused to use artillery support for fear of harming the heavy factories in the city, and now the Air Finger contacted him just as he was about to lose hope in the Space Fleet.

"Here is the 117-9 Infantry Regiment. We ask for air support, repeat, we ask for air support, there are just too many of these damn zombies. The regimental commander roared hoarsely.

"Please calm down, sir, the 3rd Air Command has received an order from the upper peak to allow support to ground targets, and we currently have enough troops to invest."

"Troops? Isn't it artillery support? The regimental commander was disappointed for a moment, but then cheered up. It would be okay if you could add enough troops to him, at least much better than no aid at all.

"Yes, after our scanning. The city of Karta has 7.7 million inhabitants, of which 780,000 are confirmed to be infected, and we will send two flying groups to clean up the city, and we will also send a small team of warplanes to supply and support you. ”

"Great!" Although not artillery support. But sending warplanes for air support is more powerful than artillery strikes. Because the efficiency and accuracy of low-altitude bombing are stronger than those of warships in space.

"Whew......" At this moment, a large number of zombies appeared in front of their position, and all the marines nervously clenched their guns.

"Damn, look at the sky, no matter how many zombies on the ground there are, they won't be able to break through our defenses." Seeing his soldier's nervous look, the regiment commander scolded and said, hearing the regiment commander's words, some marines came to their senses and aimed their guns at the surrounding high-rise buildings.

Just now, a part of the zombies poured down from more than ten stories high, although most of the zombies were crippled, but there were also a small number of zombies who did not suffer much damage with the help of other zombies, and frantically pounced on his teammates. That crisis directly reduced him to more than 100 people, which was more than the casualties in the previous hours. So now the head of the regiment is especially afraid that the zombies will play this trick again......

"Buzzing ......" Half an hour later, there was a sudden muffled sound in the sky, and then the three fighters swept towards their positions at a rapid speed. When they passed by the zombie group in front of the position, they directly launched a few missiles, and the zombie group was blown up in the earth-shattering roar, and the remaining zombies ran into the surrounding buildings to hide, and the thousands of zombies in front of them disappeared in just half a minute......

"Oh! It's our reinforcements! The Marines cheered, and the regimental commander finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the fighter planes arrive.

The three fighters circled in the sky for a while, constantly pouring fire on the ground, and half an hour later, when the fighters had fired all the physical ammunition, they reluctantly flew to the center of the square, turned on the vertical anti-gravity system and slowly landed.

The entire fighter plane is more than 60 meters long and more than 40 meters wide, and it is an absolute behemoth, and if their position is not in the central square but in other streets, I am afraid that the plane will not even have a place to land. This is also an important reason why the division commander asked them to build a position here, once the situation is not right, their division can still arrive here and escape by plane, otherwise if they are really surrounded, it will be called every day and the earth will not work.

What the? They are armored divisions? If the swarm havoc and knock down houses and block the streets, they'll be iron coffins ready to die, and the zombies will even pick up their rocket launchers to attack armored vehicles.

The three fighters only brought six hundred marines and some physical ammunition and energy blocks as supplies, and more importantly, they also brought a field medical team, with the presence of these field doctors, the two hundred brothers they were quarantined would probably be saved.

"Hello doctor, I'm Pister, the commander of the 117-9th Infantry Regiment." After seeing the field doctors in white marine soft armor coming out, the regiment commander hurriedly greeted them.

"Hello, I'm Colonel Elad of the Seventh Fleet in the Northern Theater of Operations...... "The leading doctor replied, and the regiment commander was shocked when he heard it, but he didn't expect the other party's military rank to be higher than him. But fortunately, one of them is a marine corps system, and the other is a military medical system, not a system, otherwise he would have to call the other party's commander.

"Dr. Elard, some of my brothers are in trouble, and I hope you can help them."

"That's what I'm here for......" Elad shrugged. The matter was urgent, so neither side was too polite, and soon the regimental commander led them to the barracks where the wounded soldiers were isolated

When the doctors shook their heads after the initial diagnosis, the lead doctor, Elard, said: "It's worse than expected, they are indeed infected with an unknown virus, the virus is spreading very quickly in the body, and now their immune system is completely ineffective......

"What...... Doctor, are we out of control? Hearing the doctor's answer, the soldier who had taken off his armor and was dressed in a single coat sat up abruptly and asked with bloodshot eyes. He couldn't figure out how he could be infected just because he was cut with a kitchen knife by the loss, which was really unscientific.

"Don't get excited, I didn't say you're hopeless, it's just that the medical conditions here are too rudimentary, and we need to take you to a space medical ship for treatment." The doctor's answer finally relieved him, but a dull breath was still wrapped around his chest......

There is no objection to the captain of the medical ship who sent the wounded soldiers to space, it is useless for them to stay here and it will add some trouble, but he is extremely worried about the fate of his brothers, after all, they are brothers who have lived and died together for more than ten years, and it is false to say that they have no feelings.

After picking up all the wounded soldiers, the three fighters left the position, the regiment commander took a deep breath, his battle was not over, the zombies that were killing like a tide were still waiting for him to harvest, just thinking of the crisp machine gun sound not far from here, it was obvious that a new round of attacks by the zombies was about to begin.

Facts have proved that these zombies are not without wisdom, and they still have a certain organization and unified command, so the regiment commander is sure that these zombies must have dared to appear when they saw the fighter plane leave. In response, the regiment commander lowered his mask and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Come on, a new round of slaughter is about to begin!" ”

"Oh my God, they're pouring out of the ground." At this moment, a soldier suddenly exclaimed, the regiment commander turned his head and looked at it, and suddenly he was frightened, a group of zombies actually came out of the sewer and rushed into the position, but fortunately, these zombies did not have long-range weapons only held some kitchen knives and sticks, and the soldiers reacted and quickly used submachine gun fire to suppress them.

However, the crisis has just begun, just when everyone was attracted by the zombies that emerged from the ground, there was a sudden muffled sound behind them, and the head of the regiment turned his head to look at it and was directly stunned, only to see that countless zombies on the tall buildings around the square were jumping towards the square like a waterfall, the number was simply terrifying, there were tens of thousands of zombies as far as the eye could see, and the zombies who had not jumped down in the buildings were even more unknown......

"Give up the position and retreat to the middle of the square......" Seeing this scene, the regiment commander knew that he could not hold the defensive position, and now he could only let his soldiers retreat to the center of the square to build another defensive position. And at this moment, a roar attracted the attention of the regiment commander.

"It's ...... T771 self-propelled guns, division commanders they are back? "When the regimental commander first thought that he was saved, he sensed that something was wrong, because the self-propelled artillery was actually aimed at them......

In the depths of the city, an alienated combat entity, which was obviously larger than the other alien combatants, was lying on his back, and a dandelion-like flower actually grew out of his mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a gentle breeze, these spores with a parachute were blown into the sky. Some of them floated to the buildings, some flew out of the city, and some landed in the river...... (To be continued......)