Chapter 145 Commanding the Red Skirt
The last group of birds, which were large in size, actually carried the rotten corpses and threw them into the city.
The incident was sudden and unexpected. Such an operation is obviously not something a brainless person can do.
Lan Shiruo's heart sank, "There is a commander, find him." The commander was definitely not weak, and it was unknown what level of mutation he was.
Below the city wall, the fourth line of defense had been breached and they retreated to the fifth line of defense.
The fifth line was a human wall, with rows of machine guns and cannons firing from all directions. Ao Chengyi and the psychics were still fighting in close combat. The mutant bird air strikes caused a lot of obstacles, making it very difficult to fight.
Rong Deju took his men to the city to kill birds. On the city wall, Lan Shiruo brought the girls and a group of lightly injured psychics and ordinary people carrying guns to support them.
The goshawk had returned, having been attacked by a group of birds. It was badly injured, with many parts of its feathers bald and its flesh turned outward. The vines on it were torn to pieces, and they shrank in time to avoid serious damage.
"Did you hear that?" Lan Shiruo asked He Lian.
He Lian felt a congestion in her ears, but she didn't show it. The scream had helped her find her general location, and she also remembered the commanding voice, and she kept trying to find its exact location. Besides the previous loud scream, the subsequent sounds were extremely low-decibel sounds that were inaudible to ordinary people, requiring He Lian to expend considerable effort to listen.
"It's quite far, about a mile outside the city, due north. Mixed in with the zombies, it's too noisy and hard to hear clearly."
Lan Shiruo's eyes flickered. All she saw was a sea of rotting heads, and she couldn't see anything unusual. She turned and touched Goshawk's head, "Tell your master, one mile outside the city, due north, to have Xia Xun take a look."
"Hmm." There was telepathy between the contractors. Ao Chengyi received the message, raised his eyebrows, and found Xia Xun in the crowd, "One mile outside the city, due north."
Xia Xun's body was covered with bloody marks from the mutant bird's scratches. Even though he was wearing thick clothes, they were reduced to rags.
He wiped the blood off his face and said, "I saw it. There's a female corpse wearing a red skirt, with her stomach ripped open, huddled among the corpses. She looks strange." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes felt a stinging pain, and tears and blood rushed out. "Ah, it hurts."
Ao Chengyi frowned, "Ding Yibing, take him back for treatment."
"Yes." Ding Yibing was also seriously injured. The scratches on his body were not much better than Xia Xun's. He ran towards the city, panting heavily and carrying Xia Xun.
"Ready the bazooka, position and fire."
"Boom" bombings continued. A mile to the north, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a girl in a red skirt jumped out from the smoke.
Lan Shiruo saw clearly that the corpse was not seriously decayed. Its empty white pupils would move, and when it stared at you, it was filled with aggressive coldness.
"A third-level mutated corpse, about to advance to the fourth level, with some intelligence."
A fourth-order mutant corpse can no longer be called a rotting corpse; it should be called a zombie. The decay of a zombie's flesh will gradually improve, its crystal core will be fully formed and purified, and its supernatural powers will manifest. Whether it possesses intelligence depends on its luck and physique. The red dress was clearly lucky, having already developed some intelligence before becoming a zombie.
However, once they have developed intelligence, whether it's mutant corpses or plants and animals, they all understand that their existence is hard to come by and won't easily come out to kill. They will lie dormant, constantly strengthening themselves until they feel they have enough power. Why is the red skirt so eager to attack human territory?
After hearing this, the little friend's face was heavy. They were already struggling to deal with the third level, let alone the rotten corpse that was about to enter the fourth level. "Should we take the initiative to attack?"
Lan Shiruo shook her head. "It will hide in the pile of corpses. Once you get close, hundreds of corpses will trap you and you won't be able to move it at all."
"So what should we do?" Were they just going to sit there and wait for it to gather all the corpses from a hundred miles away so they could fight to the death? No, no, no, there were too many corpses, and they couldn't defeat them.
Lan Shiruo remained silent. Psychic attack was the best way, but she would never let Le Bao take any risks. "Miao Miao went to Rong Deju and asked him to send more psychics. The more the better."
"Yes, sister."
Rong Deju treasures these talents very much and will not let them fight easily. Miaomiao brought back ten of them, so it is obvious that he has a lot of them.
Lan Shiruo pursed her lips. This was their foundation. They still had a long way to go before they could establish their own territory.
"Look for the red skirt among the group of corpses and attack them simultaneously. Don't be careless and be careful. He Lian will provide you with the general location."
"clear."
With the help of He Lian's psychic powers, he easily found the red skirt and attacked at the same time.
The girl in the red skirt and with white pupils moved rapidly as she shuttled through the swarm of zombies. The attacks of the zombies and mutant birds became more and more ferocious.
Once it senses the attack of mental power, it will disappear like a ghost, and its white pupils will stare at you from a place you can't see, making you feel like you have a thorn in your back and a splitting headache.
"Mirror image?" Lan Shiruo was shocked. No wonder Xia Xun and He Lian were injured, and the psychic had a headache. Bai Tong could actually reflect the psychic power used on it back to the psychic. Ranged attacks were no longer possible. "Retract your psychic power, and He Lian, don't listen anymore."
When the friend heard this word for the first time, he didn’t quite understand it, but he knew it was very powerful by looking at Lan Shiruo’s expression.
Lan Shiruo looked at the hawk and said, "Tell your master to find an opportunity to attack from close range."
"Yes," I understand.
Ao Chengyi burned a group of mutant birds that attacked him with fire, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.
Close combat?
"Come out one hundred men and form a charge squad with me. Quickly, don't go forward if you are afraid of death." Several men stood behind the big brother without hesitation. A minute later, a hundred men were gathered.
Ao Chengyi brought out ten chariots. Their tires were even more impressive than those of tanks. Their hulls would take a full minute of assault and fire to penetrate. They were all modified with electric grids, guns, perforations, small cannons, and musket barrels. "Ten men per chariot, distribute them as you please, and form a triangle to rapidly crush forward."
"Yes." Such a cool chariot was unheard of. Except for the men, everyone was very excited. They arranged themselves in seconds. The convoy formed a triangle. Feng Tao drove the car at the front, crushing the others all the way, and the convoy behind him followed closely.
Ao Chengyi was in command of the car's wireless communication system. "Fire with all your strength. We have plenty of ammunition. Don't worry. Just be careful not to injure our own men."
"clear."
The corpses around them were blown away by the gunfire before they could even get close, and those that got close were instantly crushed into pancakes. The vehicles in the middle fired their guns into the air, and tongues of flame swept through, instantly scorching the mutant birds that swooped over.
The car kept driving without stopping, searching for the red skirt.
The red skirt cannot reflect attacks, and can only be avoided by jumping in the pile of corpses.
Ao Chengyi saw the right moment and said, "Surround it and move towards the front. Hurry up and don't let it escape."
"yes."
It was the first time for everyone to work together, and they had an inexplicable tacit understanding. As Ao Chengyi finished speaking, the nine cars behind him quickly and orderly dispersed and surrounded the person in the red skirt.
The red skirt bounced nicely, and seeing this, she tried to run away again.
Ao Chengyi narrowed his eyes and said, "Open the top gun. The fire is scattered and the vehicles are gathering in the middle."
There were ten cars, with sparks spraying from the top, and they were ten meters high. The red dress couldn't jump over them and was spinning in circles in the middle.
The car got closer and screamed again, making people's ears ring. The people in the car subconsciously covered their ears.
The corpses that were dispersed all around rushed here desperately. The people in the car pulled the trigger frantically. They were numb all over and lost consciousness but did not stop.
Stopping means death.
(End of this chapter)
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