Chapter 299 The Second Trump Card
"Damn it! Be gentle, be gentle! It hurts, Han Shuo, I can't take it anymore..."
Unwittingly, the fat man was bitten on the thigh by the zombie wolf again, and he cried out with a somewhat haggard expression.
Xiao Zhao's injuries were similar to Fatty's, but being more resilient, he didn't utter a single cry.
Their clothes were already stained red with blood, but despite this, the two did not give up and desperately resisted the oncoming zombie beasts.
"Hang in there, believe me, the director must have another trick up his sleeve, we can definitely survive!"
Han Shuo was in an even worse state, but he had no choice but to shout encouragement to the two of them.
Besides the numerous wounds on his body, his arms were now almost completely powerless.
Because he stopped all the more dangerous zombie beasts.
The zombified beasts are truly terrifying.
The corpse wolves and corpse dogs that pounced from the side were somewhat easier to deal with; with his current strength, these two beasts were not too difficult to handle.
However, among these wild beasts, a corpse tiger or a corpse leopard would occasionally appear.
The Corpse Tiger is not only enormous in size, but its strength is also terrifying.
It was its attack that made Han Shuo's arms go numb.
While the Corpse Leopard doesn't possess such great strength, its speed is so fast that it's almost impossible to react.
Every time Han Shuo stepped forward to fend off these two zombie beasts, he was experiencing the edge of life and death.
Less than a minute had passed since the three of them formed a group to protect themselves, and they were already starting to feel the strain.
With reinforcements from below failing to arrive, this was the first time since the start of the war that Han Shuo felt his chances of survival were slim.
"So, in the end, I'm going to die here...?"
The feeling of helplessness flashed through his mind, and the next second, the hope for life rekindled in his eyes!
Because, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the entrance passage to the underground research institute in the distance rise up again, and then a huge roar came from inside the passage.
"They're here!"
He knew that the underground research institute's second trump card had been revealed!
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Manager Wang reacted even faster, having already seen the scene at the entrance of the passage.
His fatigue vanished instantly, and he excitedly shouted to the surroundings.
"Brothers, hold on! Reinforcements from below have arrived!"
As the sound faded, all that could be seen was...!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
One bomber after another flew out of the entrance passage; these were their trump cards this time!
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"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!"
The fat man excitedly exclaimed "Holy crap!" three times. At that moment, when Yue Zongyang announced the Death Legion to the world on the loudspeaker below and then calmed everyone down, he thought the director was just bragging.
Now he realized that there really were bombers in the underground research institute.
Xiao Zhao's eyes instantly lit up with joy.
Han Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, and then he muttered to himself.
"Phew, we finally made it to the reinforcements."
Not only were the three of them excited, but everyone at the scene erupted in cheers the moment all the bombers that emerged from the tunnel took off.
"Bombers! Bombers!"
"We're saved! We're saved!"
"Quick, drop the bombs! Drop the bombs! Bomb those bastards to death!"
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All the negative emotions of the crowd vanished, and excited words echoed all around.
Soon, the bombers circling overhead lived up to everyone's expectations, and there they were!
One after another, air-to-ground missiles were dropped from the sky.
It is evident that the pilots flying the bombers were incredibly skilled, as none of the air-to-ground missiles they dropped accidentally injured the soldiers below.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The instant the missiles landed, a series of explosions erupted from the horde of zombies ahead.
Zombies perished in the inferno, and hordes of ghouls died in the bombing...
The bombers overhead formed an orderly circle, maintaining the same distance between each one, circling outwards in circles and continuously dropping ground-to-ground missiles into the horde of zombies.
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!..."
"duang! duang! duang! duang! duang..."
The bombers overhead were striking with extreme precision, leaving almost no corner untouched, launching a full-scale attack that advanced towards the rear of the zombie horde.
Because of this, all the zombies and ghouls in front of the horde were stopped, and the pressure on the front-line soldiers was instantly reduced!
Seeing that the situation was very favorable, Steward Wang launched a counterattack.
"Everyone, quickly clear out the nearby ghoul beasts!"
"yes!"
The situation has been turned around once again!
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Han Shuo and his two companions were also filled with excitement. They didn't need to worry about the situation on the battlefield ahead; all they had to do was slaughter the zombie beasts in front of them.
When the three of them focused all their attention on one thing, their combat power rose to another level.
"kill!"
"You red-eyed brats, die before I, Fatty!"
"I'll fuck you all!"
The three of them shouted slogans. Han Shuo felt that shouting out some slogans in the midst of a fierce battle did make him more excited.
Then, he once again wielded his Tang sword, continuously slashing at the nearby zombie beasts.
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Soon, when the bombers began their second bombing run, the zombie beasts that had pounced on the defensive line were all slaughtered by the group!
The next moment, they were surprisingly free and had some time to rest.
Because the ground-to-ground missiles dropped by the bombers had completely cleared the battlefield ahead.
Even if they continued firing at this moment, it wouldn't have much of an effect on adding to the already impressive results.
A soldier watched this scene unfold, his hands trembling, and tears of emotion welled up in his eyes.
He felt that if the bombers could keep dropping bombs and advancing, the horde of corpses ahead would be wiped out soon.
Are we going to win?
These words reached Han Shuo's ears, but the smile on his lips vanished instantly the next second.
Because, just now, he suddenly remembered a question.
"Why? Why weren't the bombers deployed sooner?"
When he thought of this, it suddenly dawned on him.
There must be a reason why the director didn't order the bombers to take off earlier; this war will not end so simply!
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At the same time, Yue Zongyang's anxious voice suddenly came through the communicator in Chief Steward Wang's ear.
"Wang Zhen! Quickly! Evacuate everyone at the front lines!"
Manager Wang's smile vanished abruptly, and he stood frozen in place.
"W-what? Director, what did you just say?"
The voice came through the communicator again.
"I said! Evacuate immediately!"
"Everyone, now! Immediately! Back to the underground research facility!"
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