Chapter 144 Air Raid
A large area of corpses was burned, but Rong Deju's expression did not relax but became more nervous. Something was wrong. There was no such thing as a life-threatening attack without reason. It would take more than a short time to gather so many corpses. What on earth could cause them to come so suddenly and silently?
There are still two final lines of defense. If they are breached, the enemy will be at the gates. We can't just sit there and wait for death. "Split the psychics into three groups. Take turns attacking close range and chopping up all the corpses that emerge from the river. The others will continue the long-range attack and provide cover for the psychics."
"yes."
The large group stood behind the crowd. Lan Shiruo turned around and said, "Uncle and aunt, take Niuniu and Auntie back and stay in the basement. Don't come out until we get back. Bring plenty of food and drinks, and self-defense weapons. If something happens to us, you can find a chance to survive."
The four middle-aged men opened their mouths, but could not utter a word. They knew the current situation and that staying would only be a burden. "Okay, you must come back safely."
The little friend smiled and nodded, watching the six people leave, not noticing that the old lady left alone after disappearing into the crowd. The four middle-aged men thought about it and decided not to look for her. People are selfish sometimes, very selfish. They couldn't let the children worry about her for an outsider.
On the city wall, Lan Shiruo looked at Ao Chengyi.
Ao Chengyi nodded and waved his hand to let the hawk leave.
When they were about to wait and see what would happen, thick fog suddenly spread and the friends were shocked. The fog was thicker than ever before.
Feng Tao retracted the thick fog and said in a deep voice, "A flock of mutant birds is attacking."
"cracking"
The goshawk returned and brought the same news, that the area within a five-mile radius was filled with densely packed rotting corpses.
"Tell Rong Deju." Lan Shiruo said.
Ding Jiajia nodded, and a gust of wind blew away.
Rong Deju was horrified when he heard this, but he remained calm on the surface. "Everyone, get ready. There's an airstrike."
Everyone was stunned and reacted quickly.
Rong Deju took the initiative to come to the big team and said, "Please help me." He has many capable people under his command. Looking for Lan Shiruo and his team is not only a recognition of their abilities, but also a way to find advantageous teammates for himself. This is a win-win deal.
Lan Shiruo saw through Rong Deju's thoughts but did not expose him, saying, "We are in the same boat now." Of course, it is not impossible to just walk away, but they are afraid that no one will be willing to be friends with them in the future.
Humans are social animals. No matter how strong they are, they have to act with others.
"Thank you very much."
Lan Shiruo pursed her lips and asked Ao Chengyi, "How much weight can a goshawk bear?"
"three hundred."
Lan Shiruo pondered, "Master Rong, prepare some more oil and have the hawks cut off the corpses' retreat. You can take care of the airstrike, and we'll take care of the ground strike."
"Okay." Rong Deju didn't hesitate and asked people to prepare.
Thousands of kilograms of oil were delivered in a few minutes. Lan Shiruo let the vines hang on the goshawk, and the branches carried the oil barrels and threw them into the air.
After the contract between Goshawk and Ao Chengyi was signed, the Goshawk absorbed the superpower and could spit fire. Although it doesn't spit much fire now, it can still ignite fuel.
Goshawk Vine took the order and Rong Deju led his men to exterminate the mutant birds.
As dense swarms of mutant birds approached from afar, the sky suddenly became dark, as if under a dark cloud, making it hard to breathe.
"Archers, guns, bullets, lightning abilities, get ready to fire."
The hawk and the vines had already flown around once, and a burst of fire was sprayed down, burning an area of one mile.
Another round flew out, and the mutant birds were hit and fell like raindrops. The attacking team changed.
Lan Shiruo swept the first round of close-range attacking psychics around the moat, almost exhausted, and said, "Second group of psychics, move forward."
Everyone saw Rong Deju's attitude, so even though they had doubts about the new commander, they did not hesitate and rushed down to replace the first batch.
"Healing abilities and medical personnel, hurry up and treat the seriously injured. Take the seriously injured away, and treat the slightly injured on the spot. Make sure they recover as quickly as possible."
More and more corpses crawled up the moat, and the second group of people didn't last long. Ao Chengyi placed the fake Lebao in Lan Shiruo's arms and said, "I'll take the others downstairs. You stay upstairs. Be careful."
"You too, be careful."
Ao Chengyi nodded, took the men and the third group of people down, and replaced them with the second group. The moat was densely packed with rotten corpse heads, layer upon layer, almost filling up the river. The oil on the surface of the river was no longer enough to burn all the rotten corpses.
More and more rotten corpses washed ashore, and the men were all equipped with standard equipment, holding a dagger in one hand and a pistol in the other, shooting left and right.
They didn't give up on using their superpowers. They remembered Lan Shiruo's words very clearly. Superpowers must be improved every moment. Now thermal weapons can have an advantage, but in the future, they will be useless.
Lu Chaoyang tried his best to promote the growth of the young seedlings and restrained the rotten corpse that had rushed to his front before he could deal with it. He bought a second so that the corpse could free up his hands and cut off its head with one knife.
Feng Tao was a volatile man. His mist was useless at this moment, and he felt extremely frustrated. His sister-in-law said that the reason superpowers are useless is not because they are useless, but because the person using them is too weak. The volatile man howled, but he was not weak. With one strike of his sword, he smashed the corpse's head through.
Guo Zi has a simple and honest character, but he is ruthless when fighting monsters. After blowing up the head of a rotten corpse that is not too far away with a shot, he covers the short knife with lightning power and throws it out. After blowing off a head, the short knife flies back and can also harvest another one by the way.
Duan Jianghe could be considered the worst fighter among the men, but when it came to using a knife, no one could match him. He knew the weakest part of the human body and how to make it easier to cut off a head, even if the person had turned into a rotten corpse. Therefore, he rarely used a gun, but used a knife with great ease, and could always accurately find the most suitable angle to cut off a head, which inexplicably had a sense of beauty.
Ding Jiajia's monster-fighting skills are as erratic as his personality, dashing around the world, using wind blades instead of daggers with great skill, even taking out the irascible Feng Tao. Just look at how powerful his abilities are.
Feng Tao roared again, and then swung his fist to blow the head off, spraying brain pulp all over the faces of the people around him.
The people who were caught in the crossfire walked away silently.
The river is dozens of meters wide and hundreds of meters deep. All the supernatural powers used did not cause any splash, which seemed useless.
Ao Chengyi frowned, and a pillar of fire rushed over a row of people, shouting, "Prepare hay balls."
The hay balls were stored food, ready to be used as feed for livestock later. Ao Chengyi gave an order and all of them were pushed out. "Pour oil on them, light the fire, and use the wind power to push them forward."
The huge ball of fire grass rolled forward like a snowball, leaving a trail of fire wherever it went.
The hawk had already made several trips back and forth. Flames shot up into the sky outside the city, and all the charred trees were devoured by the raging fire.
Everyone was lucky, they were in the upwind direction, and the howling cold wind gave them a lot of convenience.
Most of the mutant birds were killed or injured, and many humans were also injured. Fortunately, the losses were not particularly serious.
The dawn of the battle gradually became clear, and a scream piercing the eardrums instantly broke the situation.
The mutant birds scattered, some heading towards residential buildings in the city. Their sharp claws could scratch through reinforced concrete and bulletproof glass, and screams were heard everywhere.
Some of them attacked those at the obstacles, using guerrilla tactics throughout to prevent them from taking action.
Some of them attacked the goshawk, using a rotation attack to consume the goshawk's physical strength.
(End of this chapter)
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