Chapter 555: The Arrival of Enemy Fighters
"I sent a drone over to check it out," said Mr. Zheng.
"Well, he didn't show any aggression. He was the quietest one among the zombies. I just saw his eyes looking around, as if he was trying to determine the direction. He..."
Cong Qing's voice suddenly stopped. The zombie he had been paying attention to accurately captured his inquiries across tens of thousands of zombies.
His eyes had become zombie-like, with rice-grain-sized black pupils and most of the white part of his eyes. The moment they looked at each other, it was like being stared at by a giant beast. Cong Qing, a man who had experienced bloody battles in the army, immediately broke out in a cold sweat, as if he was being strangled by an invisible force. He couldn't utter a word.
"The drone is approaching that way, Cong Qing, report the exact location," said Mr. Zheng.
The drone's buzzing was inconspicuous amid the zombies' howling. Before Cong Qing could find the drone's location, the zombie suddenly turned its head and looked in one direction. Then the zombies surrounding him also turned their heads in the direction he was looking. The scene was surprisingly consistent. Upon closer inspection, they found that the arc of their heads turning was similar.
Cong Qing felt a cold sweat rising in his heart. He looked in the direction he was looking and happened to see several drones flying above the group of zombies.
"The drone has been discovered, hurry up..."
"boom"
"boom"
After a few explosions, the drone turned into a fireball and fell to the ground.
"...go," Cong Qing completed the words that had not yet been spoken, "He is very alert."
He estimated that the locations of the drones just now might not be able to capture clear pictures of the zombies.
"I'll go over to provide support." Lu Xiao had been reminded by Zhuang Mingxu about the danger of the zombie before, and he knew that the zombie was not on their side. Mixed in with countless low-level zombies, he had an even stronger bad feeling in his heart.
If you know your drone is under attack, exit immediately.
"Can……"
"He disappeared," Cong Qing replied on behalf of Mr. Zheng.
Just after the drone was shot down, the zombie looked in one direction, turned its head and dodged a few times, and quickly disappeared in the zombie army under the cover of a circle of zombies.
"Where did you go?"
"I'm not sure. The zombies around are covering for him, but..." Cong Qing hesitated, "He seemed to look in the direction of the villa, but I'm not sure."
Mr. Zheng didn't dare to be as dismissive as before. He immediately ordered people to enlarge the photos of the zombies and compare them with the people in the villa area in an attempt to determine their identities.
With the disappearance of the special zombies, the surging tide of zombies seemed to pause for a moment, and then as if stimulated by something, or as if they had received some orders, they became more ferocious and attacked towards the base as if they were going to die.
The human wall formed by the painless and uninjured bodies of hundreds of thousands of zombies was not something that the psychics could kill with their limited superpowers, and soon a mountain of corpses formed on the ground.
Even if the zombies with missing limbs have lost their ability to move and are trampled underfoot, they will still move at all costs. Even if only a head is left and the crystal core has not been lost, they can still open their mouths and bite the mutants.
At this time, if they had large-scale thermal weapons, it would be the best way to attack. However, after three days of fighting, even their hidden thermal weapons were contributed.
The crystal core weapons had been mostly damaged because they had been used continuously without a replacement energy displacer.
The psychics who were unable to determine whether the zombies were completely dead could only keep retreating, and the battle line was repeatedly pushed forward to the base. In order to prevent the zombies from spreading, the psychics had to defend a larger area, and defeat was inevitable.
When the heads of several bases in the command room were discussing whether it was necessary to continue resisting, several bright lights appeared in the distant sky and came towards the direction of Kyoto Base.
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"What...what is that?"
"In the sky...look at the sky."
"It's a plane. There's a plane coming."
"That's a fighter plane, our country's most powerful fighter plane!"
"Yes, it's support. We are waiting for the support! Haha..."
"Finally I don't have to die anymore, my son won't be an orphan anymore"
"I'm worried that if I die here, how will my wife and parents survive?"
“Haha, you don’t have to die—!”
"We're going to win--!"
The exhausted people seemed to be injected with a stimulant. Everyone shouted loudly, venting the stress of fighting hard for several days. Suddenly they found that they were already in tears.
Dozens of enemy fighter planes buzzed into the air above the Kyoto base, and a call was made to the command room.
"This is the Yuebanwan Air Force combat unit. I am Captain Xin Cong, the leader of the third team. I have arrived ahead of schedule on the orders of Colonel Li Yan, the head of the support army. We now have ten enemy fighter planes, with serial numbers from 021 to 030, carrying a total of twenty crystal core capsules, each of which can supply three missiles."
"In addition, under the instructions of Ning Yuan, the commander of our base, you are to bring 10,000 energy converters to replace the crystal core weapons produced by Yueban Bay. General Zheng, please sign for them and give further instructions."
The commander named also meant the commander recognized by Yuebanwan. From then on, the personnel from various bases in the command room did not express any opinions.
Although Mr. Zheng was dissatisfied with Yuebanwan's late arrival, this was a critical moment for life and death. The rescue had already arrived, so he didn't want to care about it. He immediately asked someone to hand over the energy converter to the team whose crystal core weapons could not be used due to the lack of the converter.
"Captain Xin Cong, how long will it take for the Yueban Bay army to arrive?"
"It is expected that the Yuebanwan support forces and the Pingjin base support forces will arrive within two hours."
Mr. Zheng said three good words in a row, which rekindled his fighting spirit and he began to assign the combat positions of the ten enemy fighter planes.
The fighter jet is equipped with crystal core missiles. He had only seen it once before at Lu Xiao's place. There was no news from Yueban Bay after that. Uncertain about the combat effectiveness, Mr. Zheng sent five of them to attack zombie gathering places in different directions, and the remaining five were temporarily on the sidelines.
As the sounds were received, the first five fighter planes turned their fuselages. With a few loud "bangs", visible energy balls were shot towards the target. At the same time, the fighter planes were rapidly retreating in the air shock wave. After the pilots rotated 360 degrees in the air to unload the force, they quickly stabilized the fuselage.
At this time, the missile had already made contact with the zombies. The air mass exploded in the zombie group, spraying out circles of flames that spread towards the surroundings, instantly covering an area of one kilometer in radius. The zombies were immediately ignited by the high-temperature flames. The zombies in the center didn't even struggle and burned to ashes in an instant.
Everyone in the command room stared in amazement at the real-time images sent back by the drone, their mouths wide open in shock.
"Is this... the power of the crystal core missile?"
“This is too…hahaha…”
"How many did he say he had? Can we win with just these missiles?"
"It's not that easy. The previous missiles were old energy missiles left over from before the end of the world, but they were much more powerful than this. It's obvious that the so-called new energy missile technology is not mature enough..."
"Come on, forget it. You can only envy others for their unskilled skills."
"However, if we want to know whether these missiles will work, we still have to see how much damage they can cause to high-level zombies. As we all know, traditional weapons can also pose a threat to low-level zombies, but the damage caused by missiles to S-level zombies is limited. Now it depends on the lethality."
People from different places were evaluating the power of this crystal core. The huge sound brought peace of mind to everyone and boosted the morale of more people.
Mr. Zheng cheered loudly in the command room and immediately began to command the remaining teams. With Xin Cong's attitude in front, no base said anything else. They were even a little worried that their previous attitude would be settled after the victory of the battle, so they were particularly active at this time.
With the energy converter, the long-range defense line was rebuilt. The siege in the north that was broken by zombies was reopened under the precise attack of fighter planes, and the psychics once again gained the upper hand.
At the corner of the city wall where no one paid attention, a team of thousands of people was fighting against the scattered zombies under the wall.
Looking at the continuous artillery fire in the distance and the good news coming from various places through the communicator from time to time, the young boy felt a little envious.
"Captain, have you ever seen what a crystal core missile looks like?"
“No,” a man not far from him replied silently. Half of his face was covered with scars from burns, and the unevenness made him look a little scary, but his eyes were clear and without any gloom.
"I really want to see what a crystal core missile looks like. It's so cool to think of someone who can fly a fighter jet." The boy's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"..." Lao Ba turned to look at him, and saw that his young face was filled with longing for the future and the ignorance of the world that is unique to young people. It was as if he saw himself many years ago. He stared at him for a long time, stroked his head, and said with a tone of experience, "The most important thing is to live a stable life."
"That's right, Xiaosheng, a stable life is what life is all about. Don't think about those unrealistic things," someone responded.
"Yes, if you want to become a pilot, that's the only air force combat team in Yueban Bay. It's the only one that hasn't even built a Kyoto base after the end of the world. How can it be so easy to get in?"
"This is a dream, a dream, do you understand?"
"Hahaha... Aren't dreams meant to be shattered by reality?"
Amid the sound of a bustling conversation, the scarred man had a slightly relaxed look on his face. He swung a long and thin fire dragon towards the zombies under the city wall, whose attacks seemed weak even with them. It illuminated an area and made it impossible for the zombies below to hide.
It’s a pity that the psychics around him were too lazy and didn’t take the opportunity to kill the zombies, which made it seem a bit of a waste.
"Captain, please use your superpowers sparingly. Our team doesn't have many crystal cores left, and we don't know how long we can hold out. These zombies don't look very strong, so don't waste them at this time."
"Yes, Captain, you should also keep some to protect yourself."
"Don't let your guard down, everyone stay alert," said the scarred man. He took out an instrument and scanned the area below, confirming again and again that the energy cluster shown on it was not too large. Only then did he feel relieved.
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