Chapter 178 The Original Female Lead Who Was Used as Cannon Fodder 28
The monitoring station's alarm pierced the morning mist, its cold, mechanical voice repeating incessantly: "Warning, a large horde of zombies is approaching. Prepare for battle. Warning..."
The entire base instantly entered a state of maximum combat readiness.
On the city wall, superhumans and soldiers stood ready, cannons, guns, and superpowers poised to be unleashed.
Closer, even closer.
"attack!"
Zhao Chenxiao waved his hand forcefully, and instantly the sound of cannons shook the heavens. Countless zombies were blown up, but many more continued to advance despite the gunfire.
This scene was chilling; some people trembled and instinctively backed away, while others' expressions hardened.
Closer, even closer.
"Fire—!!!"
The zombies in the front row were torn to pieces by the shockwave, with rotten flesh and broken bones scattering like raindrops.
But this is just the beginning.
More zombies continued forward, stepping over the remains of their kind. Their twisted bodies appeared and disappeared in the smoke, and bloodthirsty red light flickered in their rotting eye sockets.
The artillery fire carved bloody trenches through the horde of corpses, only to be quickly replaced by new, hordes of undead.
This scene was so terrifying and horrifying that it aroused the fear in people's hearts to the maximum extent.
Some people trembled and instinctively stepped back, but froze when they bumped into their comrades behind them.
"Hold on tight."
His comrade didn't say much, just patted him hard on the shoulder, and continued his fierce attack.
The man who had retreated glanced back at the base behind him before pulling the trigger again with his trembling finger.
These firearms are only effective against low-level zombies; the rest braved artillery fire and advanced straight to the city corner.
These firearms could only tear apart the low-level zombies at the front; the horde of zombies behind them swarmed towards the base of the city wall, trampling over the remains of their own kind, as sticky as black tar.
"Specialists, prepare!"
Zhao Chenxiao's roar pierced through the smoke of battle. Sharp blue light emanated from his arms as he slashed at the horde of corpses.
The superhumans, who had been waiting in ambush, also joined the attack.
In an instant, all sorts of supernatural abilities descended, taking away countless zombies.
Just then, several dark figures suddenly leaped out from the zombie horde. Some were covered in bone armor, while others had limbs that had mutated into blades. They charged like wild beasts, their sharp bone claws piercing the walls as they began to climb upwards!
These are the dozen or so level-seven zombies that disappeared!
Even more terrifying were the dozens of level-six zombies that followed closely behind. Like a well-trained army, they began to systematically attack the superhumans on the city wall, providing cover for the climbing zombies.
The zombie leader that commanded the horde of corpses was hidden among them, and no one could find its trace.
Zhao Chenxiao immediately changed his attack. With a flick of his arms, a violent airflow suddenly surged around him, and dozens of sharp wind blades appeared out of thin air on the outer wall of the city, each accompanied by a piercing sound of air being torn apart.
However, after the wind blades passed, several high-level zombies still managed to withstand the attack thanks to their amazing defense, their bone claws digging deep into the wall as they continued to climb.
"Damn it!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Chenxiao's forehead, and his breathing became erratic.
Just as he was about to strike again, a shrill scream suddenly came from the left.
"ah--!"
A level seven zombie with a metallic sheen broke through the barrage of fire, its bone-blade-like right arm piercing through the chest of a young superhuman.
Blood splattered on the mottled city bricks. The superhuman looked down in disbelief at the bone blade in his chest, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but was violently thrown off the city wall by the zombie.
Zhao Chenxiao's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck were bulging.
He bit his tongue fiercely, and the intense pain stimulated his wind-elemental abilities to surge by three points.
"Go to hell, all of you!"
A violent tornado suddenly formed around him, causing bricks and stones to crumble wherever it passed.
The zombies that climbed up were caught in it, their bones broke, and they were slammed off the city wall with a roar.
Zhao Chenxiao's face turned pale, and he staggered slightly.
However, soon, more zombies broke through the blockade.
Looking up, a dark mass of zombies surged forward like a tide, stepping over the corpses of their own kind.
Their rotting fingers dug into the cracks in the city wall, struggling to climb upwards, pus and blood meandering down the wall.
Despair filled their hearts. Some threw down their weapons and deserted. Others hysterically unleashed all their supernatural abilities, only to be pierced through the chest by claws dripping with rotting flesh and blood. Still others, wounded, simply climbed over the ramparts and chose to fall to their deaths from the city walls.
Watching this scene, Ruan Yunzhen softly called out:
“Lin Wuque”.
Lin Wuque understood, and a towering black mist surged around him as he fiercely pounced on the zombies that had climbed onto the city wall.
"hiss--"
As soon as a level seven zombie extended its bone claws, its entire arm turned into white bones in the black ash; another level seven zombie had half of its face corroded away, revealing its skull; and some others were directly wrapped around the waist and abdomen by the black ash, and in their struggle, they broke in two and fell off the city wall.
Zhao Chenxiao was overjoyed, and his eyes flashed with excitement. His body, which had been exhausted, seemed to be filled with endless power.
Seeing this, the others were also invigorated, their scattered morale was regrouped, and their confidence greatly increased.
At the same time, Ruan Yunzhen's senses spread out like a spider web, instantly capturing hundreds of violent consciousnesses.
Those mental fluctuations filled with primal desires surged in her mind, weaving together into a chaotic roar.
"Anger...hunger...slaughter..."
A slight smile played on her lips as her slender fingers gently moved. "Then... let's go even crazier."
In an instant, the high-level zombie horde below the city was paused, and a look of confusion appeared on their ferocious faces.
The next second, they turned their claws around and pounced on their own kind with even greater ferocity than before!
A bone-armored zombie's claws pierced its companion's chest cavity, and the pierced zombie opened its mouth and bit the throat of a third zombie.
Completely controlling these walking corpses is too exhausting and wasteful of energy, but simply disrupting their already fragile senses is not difficult.
On the battlefield, high-level zombies were locked in a fierce battle, and the aftershocks of the fight swept around, easily reaping swathes of low-level zombies like straw, drastically reducing the pressure on the previously precarious city wall defenses.
Zhao Chenxiao suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed on that beautiful figure.
In an inconspicuous corner, Ruan Yunzhen leaned against Lin Wuque's chest.
She wore a black trench coat, the wide brim of which cast a shadow on her face, completely obscuring her stunningly beautiful features.
In the face of life and death, few people noticed her, treating her only as a delicate ordinary person who needed protection.
Amidst the chaos of war, she appeared to be a fragile woman in need of protection.
It's her...
This thought exploded in Zhao Chenxiao's mind.
In that instant, his heart was pounding, and strange thoughts flooded his mind, leaving him dizzy and mesmerized.
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