Steel torrents pioneering a different world

Chapter 112: Using life and blood as a catalyst, unleashing calamity! (Five chapters in one, please subscribe)

The brutal war has caused countless deaths and injuries to the birds and beasts of this world.

But the enemy's attack continued!

"A flock of birds is attacking from the southeast; they have breached the six-kilometer defense line! Their numbers are estimated at 10!"

"Close-in weapon system, fire!"

The moment the order was given, the muzzles of twenty-four menacing Type 1130 close-in weapon systems in front of the position began to spin wildly.

In addition to this, there are twelve 1130mm guns that remain on standby, but are equipped with expensive tungsten alloy armor-piercing shells, waiting to pose an even more lethal threat to the enemy.

The high speed of 11,000 rounds per minute wove together the ordinary 30mm ammunition into an insurmountable steel canopy, descending upon the bird cloud overhead.

These weapon arrays, systematically modified by the industrial Cthulhu system, possess a terrifying reserve of up to 60,000 rounds of ammunition. To save costs, they adopted a lower-cost shell production method, but this was enough to sustain them continuously roaring at flesh and blood for a full five minutes.

The storm of metal tore through flesh and blood, crashing against bones.

Birds flying in from all directions, attempting to break through the last three kilometers of defense, didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before exploding into clouds of blood mist in mid-air, staining the gray sky with specks of crimson.

However, some still slipped through the net.

Using the mountains as cover, small flocks of birds, surging in from all directions, approached the core position like ghosts, skimming the ground.

"Activate ultrasonic and infrasonic suppression!"

"High-intensity spectral irradiation system, activate!"

At the forward command post, Su Mingjin stared at the rapidly approaching red dot on the tactical screen, her voice completely calm.

The soldiers, hidden in their positions, were already poised and ready to move at the order.

The multi-layered defensive positions, built at great expense, proved remarkably effective.

Military ultrasonic waves reaching up to 30 kilohertz, along with invisible infrasound weapons, instantly released ripples of death.

The powerful sonic weapon slammed into the incoming flock of birds in just over ten seconds!
Ga——! ! !
The piercing shrieks rose and fell, and the bloodshot eyes of the birds that had been controlled by the unseen force faded, and most of them regained their clarity.

Some turned around in panic, trying to escape this hellish place.

But many more seemed to have all their strength drained away, their internal organs and brains so stimulated that they lost all sensation and fell straight down from the sky.

When the few survivors struggled to fly two kilometers away from the camp, they were greeted by a shimmering net of light.

A high-energy laser beam, flashing at high speed, was instantly fired, and countless dispersed beams enveloped the approaching birds.

After being exposed to the light, many unfortunate birds suffered temporary blindness.

The flickering light waves created by the laser beam directly rendered birds with excellent vision blind. Helplessly flapping their wings, they were then attacked by ultrasonic and infrasound waves, causing their visual and auditory organs to completely fail.

The flock of birds, attacked by such a large-scale, modern, custom-made weapon, screamed as they crashed into the mountain. Some lost their balance and fell from the sky; the lucky ones died instantly, while the unlucky ones broke their wings and let out mournful cries.

After seeing the thick layer of still slightly twitching bird corpses covering the attack area, a soldier in charge of operating the weapon let out a long sigh of relief.

A soldier with a simple and honest face put his hands together and muttered, "Amitabha, merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, I have been guilty this time, I have been guilty."

"Sin my ass! Enough nonsense, hurry up and drop the incendiary bombs. Don't wait until they turn into undead birds and then get up and fight us again!" The squad leader kicked him impatiently.

"understand!"

The incendiary rockets, which had been set up beforehand, roared out and splashed specially made solidifying fuel onto the area where bird carcasses were piled up.

A raging fire shot into the sky, and the stench of burning flesh instantly filled the air.

In the command center, Su Mingjin watched as the last red dot representing the enemy on the tactical screen was engulfed by flames, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Order the artillery units to adjust their firing parameters and use fire to drive away the vanguard of the beast horde. Logistics team, immediately replenish ammunition for the close-in weapon systems!"

"Roger that!"

He picked up the now-cold tea from the table, took a sip, and his gaze fell on an area on the map that was flashing a red warning.

"Any news about the missing Zhao Chong squadron?"

The communications soldier looked grim: "Report, we've been out of contact for one hour and seven minutes, and we still can't reach them."

"Has the cause been identified?"

"The technical department detected an interruption in the optical signal and initially judged that the heavy artillery's landing point was too coincidental, directly destroying the buried optical fiber line."

Su Mingjin's knuckles tapped lightly on the control panel, producing a dull sound.

"Send drones over immediately to rebuild the temporary communication link."

"Yes!"
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Rumble…

The distant roar of artillery fire sounded like a somber dirge playing for this land.

Nineteen kilometers away from the pioneer team's position, on the summit of a dormant volcano only 500 meters high, a blizzard gathers, turning an area of ​​five kilometers in radius into a snow-covered domain!

Seven necromancers, each carrying a longsword of ice crystals, stood silently in the wind and snow. Their frost armor reflected the pale light of the sky. They stood like unchanging statues, waiting in silence.

A quarter of an hour later.

The sound of rustling footsteps rose, and countless wild beasts surged from the foot of the mountain, gradually reaching the mountainside.

These are a small branch of the beast tide driven from the forest.

Because their formation was dispersed and they were part of the later waves of attack, they were fortunate enough to escape the human artillery barrage.

Several slender figures rode snow-white unicorns, traversing the steep hillside as if it were flat ground.

They wore thin emerald cloaks and mahogany masks with menacing, blood-stained lines that sent chills down one's spine.

A pair of long, elfin-like ears peeked out from under the hood, and her emerald green hair swayed gently in the wind.

If Ankang were here, his eyes would light up and he would call out "Beast-eared Girl!"

The group of humanoid creatures riding unicorns stopped a hundred meters away from the necromancer. Two completely different auras confronted each other in the air, filled with ancient hatred.

There was no communication, not even a glance.

The necromancer in the lead pulled out a gem the size of a human head, which looked both beautiful and strange, from a box beside him.

The gemstone was ice blue in color, covered with fine, scale-like particles. It was oval in shape and had a metallic sheen, much like modern enamel, radiating a mysterious brilliance.

As you scan it, you can even sense some kind of life force emanating from it!
The leader placed it in the very center of the extinct volcano.

He gently stroked it several times, blinking his eyes, clearly reluctant to part with the oval-shaped object.

But he looked up at his old rival whom he loathed so much, and then got up and left.

The necromancer beside him drew an ice sword from behind his back. The sword was not made of metal, but of pure ice, and it emitted a visible chill.

As it moved, the masked humanoids looked at each other.

The leading humanoid creature sighed, then took out a similar-sized, oval-shaped gem with a dark green exterior and a vibrant appearance from a box it carried.

After placing it properly, he looked at the herd of beasts behind him.

An energy fluctuation, imperceptible to the naked eye, was emitted.

Then, a giant tiger, seven meters long and four meters tall at the shoulder, walked forward with a blank stare.

The necromancer raised his hand, and his sword fell.

The ice sword pierced the giant tiger's neck silently, without spurting blood; the wound instantly froze into ice.

The next second, the ice shattered, and scalding tiger blood gushed out like a burst dam, pouring onto the two gems and then onto the dark volcanic rock.

The tiger, its eyes glazed over, blinked rapidly, finally sensing the pain. It tried to roar, but without lung support, it could only helplessly close its mouth.

The mage kicked off the tiger's head, drew his ice sword, and found the blade still crystal clear, without a trace of blood.

Another two-winged flying snake with a wingspan of nearly five meters and a vacant look in its eyes had its head severed.

A giant python, as thick as a thigh, crimson red, and with an extremely high body temperature, was cut in half at the waist.

Fresh blood slowly dripped onto the two stones!

The chilling slaughter continued, the pungent smell of blood mixed with an eerie chill, swept away by the wind and snow.

Soon, the summit of the extinct volcano was soaked in blood, and the corpses of animals piled up like mountains.

The mages uttered low syllables, and before anything could be clearly divided, the carcasses of the recently deceased beasts trembled as they stood up.

The newborn animal spirits' eyes glowed blue, and they numbly used their heads to push the drained corpses of their kind out of the top of the dead volcano.

In the line of riders on unicorns, a particularly thin figure gripped the long mane on the back of a unicorn tightly, his knuckles taut from the force.

Beneath the mask, two lines of bloody tears silently slid down, leaving two dark marks on the snow-white unicorn fur.

After an unknown amount of time, when the pool of blood on the mountaintop became as thick as a swamp, a necromancer clad in ice armor finally emitted a piercing sound, like the scraping of glass.

The massacre came to an abrupt end.

All the necromancers stopped what they were doing and looked at the group of "allies" riding unicorns.

A tall, humanoid creature tried to move forward by urging its unicorn forward, but was stopped by its smaller companion.

He gently patted his companion's arm, sighed, then turned and drew a jeweled longsword from his waist—a sword that was entirely black but had reddish-gold veins running through its interior.

A necromancer removed his ice armor and stepped out from the other side, also wielding an ice sword.

The two exchanged a glance, and without the slightest hesitation, stepped forward simultaneously, plunging their weapons into each other's vital points.

The ice sword pierced through flesh and blood, while the gem sword pierced through the necromancer's body.

The two warriors of opposing races, who hated each other, were surprisingly in sync at this moment.

As they endured excruciating pain, they stared intently at each other, chanting ancient and obscure incantations.

The next moment, the ice-armored necromancer's body shattered inch by inch, turning into countless ice crystals and dissipating.

The tall, humanoid creature's body burst into flames of pale green, turning to ashes in an instant.

As the two spellcasters perished together, the two gems below became increasingly vibrant and bizarre in color.

At the same time, the blood pools accumulated by the extinct volcano, resembling swamps, also began to boil.

At the same time, an invisible wave suddenly spread out from them.

The dormant volcano beneath our feet seems to have come back to life!

The rocks on the mountaintop groaned with thirst, greedily absorbing all the beast blood scattered on the ground.

Within a radius of tens of kilometers, the blood of all dead creatures began to mutate.

The remains of flocks of birds torn apart by human artillery fire, the corpses of their kind trampled by the beast tide—their blood either seeped rapidly into the earth or boiled violently, as if something was about to burst forth from this lifeless flesh and blood…

After waiting for several dozen breaths, the necromancer let out a glassy hiss, as if cursing.

He stepped out and glanced at the line of unicorns.

The humanoid deputy leader riding a unicorn muttered a curse under his breath, but ultimately waved his hand reluctantly.

More dazed-looking wild beasts were driven forward.

The slaughter continues!
The blood sacrifice is also underway!

Before the ceremony is completed, the blood of countless lives is needed to complete the final ritual!

The small, thin figure trembled violently on the unicorn. Two streams of bloody tears flowed from beneath the mask, falling onto the snow-white fur of the unicorn and appearing particularly striking.
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More than 200 kilometers north of the portal, the towering figures are invisible to ordinary people.

"That's amazing, absolutely amazing! If I could get my hands on these things and the codes to launch them, I could take revenge and teach those evil priests who dared to burn me a lesson!"

Lin Li's figure floated around, looking at the undead corpses outside the dark, glassy pits.

There were many corpses, most of which were in a shattered state and almost unrecognizable!
"Tsk tsk..."

Lin Li watched with excitement, marveling at the sight. His desire to acquire the weapon grew stronger.

"We can get the stuff, but the password is a problem! We can't crack the brains of those operators, and we can't use weapons to break it. What should we do?"

Lin Li was extremely troubled!

If only I hadn't coveted modern weapons in the first place. If I hadn't tried to skim off their profits and been discovered by the inventory team of the pioneering group, I wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Lin Li felt helpless, then his thoughts turned, and his consciousness quickly returned to the space-time portal area.

As his understanding of the world grows, he can use the time portal to watch the drama unfold from a great distance.

It feels great!

This significantly increases his sense of participation.

The drawback is also obvious: to really enjoy it, you have to use the source material to create a clone.

Source material is so precious, he doesn't want to waste it just for a moment of pleasure.

Lin Li circled the launch vehicle that had fired the longsword weapon.

A vehicle launched three cruise missiles, and what surprised Lin Li the most was that it could carry three low-yield weapons in a diameter of less than 1 meter.

"Dongda Technology, it's terrifying!"

He looked into the distance at the large number of bird carcasses and the sea of ​​fire, shook his head slightly, unable to bear to look at the tragic scene.

To this day, he still doesn't know how the gods and extraordinary beings of this world exist.

From the first time he descended into the other world as a clone, he was captured and burned. The second time, he was similarly caught off guard by the undead scourge and had his heart and lungs ripped out.

The power of this other world was too strange, as if the entire world was hostile to him.

Fortunately, the University of Tokyo was powerful enough! Relying on its steel torrent and modern industry, it easily defeated all the invading enemies.
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modern world.

Li Weiguo watched as the unfortunate men were being treated by medics, and his nerves, which had been tense for an hour, finally relaxed slightly.

"Loader Sheng Fuxiang was too excited and did not follow the procedures, which resulted in his right shoulder being hit by the breechblock and his shoulder bone being shattered!"

"Machine gunner Yi Dapeng suffered a perforated eardrum and temporary hearing loss when firing the cannon because his earplugs weren't properly inserted!"

"Lü Wei, who was carrying artillery shells, dislocated his hand because he was running too fast..."

Looking at the injury reports of the wounded soldiers in his hand, Li Weiguo's eyelids twitched.

These soldiers are all very energetic and fierce on the training ground, like little tigers, but when they actually get to the battlefield, all sorts of unexpected things happen.

Fortunately, though.

"It's good that there are no seriously injured people."

Li Weiguo waved his hand, watching as new launch vehicles were towed out in the distance, ready to enter the position, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Wasting some equipment is better than losing the lives of our soldiers!

"Is there anything else?"

A communications soldier ran up quickly, saluted, and said with a serious expression, "Reporting to Commander Li, the casualties have all been tallied! However... we have a special operations squadron that has temporarily lost contact."

Li Weiguo's heart sank suddenly, and the anxiety he had just felt was replaced by anxiety again: "Whose troops are they?"

"It was Brigade Commander Fu's troops. They were out on a reconnaissance mission. Because of the long distance and the rapid enemy attack alarm, they were still outside when all other units were urgently withdrawing. According to their last communication, they said they encountered a large-scale undead calamity on the way and were forced to retreat to the B5 logistics base."

"Holding out at B5 and waiting for reinforcements?" Li Weiguo's furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Base B5 is the most fortified of the forward operating bases. It was built to the standards of a small fortress, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as there is sufficient ammunition and supplies, holding it should not be a problem.

But that's only in theory.

"Give the order: once the threat level on the other side of the portal decreases, immediately organize support troops!"

"Yes!"

Li Weiguo stood on the position for a while longer, confirming that things had temporarily calmed down in the other world, with only some follow-up reports on cleaning up the battlefield coming in. Only then did he turn around and return to his temporary command post.

He needed to quickly compile a report on the battle situation from that short hour and submit it.

When the cannon is fired, there is a thousand taels of gold.

I used to think it sounded impressive, but now that I've experienced it firsthand, I know how painful it is.

In just that one hour, missiles, rockets, and heavy artillery shells of all types were rained down on us like they were free.

Preliminary estimates suggest that conventional artillery shells alone cost nearly a billion dollars.

One billion! Converted into military spending, that's enough to support an army group for almost half a year.

These are just conventional shells.

The weapons of truth are even more expensive!
That thing is very powerful, but it costs as much as 1.5 small targets to make one.

This battle is about throwing tons of gold into another world!
If this happens a few more times, even the super frugal Dongda will feel the pinch!
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At the Pioneers' Camp, Deng Dakang, Wang Hu, and others walked out of the safe house.

Even from several kilometers away, the smell of burning and blood mixed together reached inside.

Seeing the fire still burning outside the camp, turning the night sky an ominous orange-red, he looked up at the sky and realized that the eclipse was more than halfway over, and the darkness seemed to be about to dissipate.

Deng Dakang let out a long sigh.

"Why is the professor sighing?" Wang Hu, standing beside him, held his gun and warily scanned the surroundings.

"I lament that countless innocent animal lives have perished because of this war!" Deng Dakang's tone was full of grief and indignation.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's respect for the old professor grew even stronger, and he quickly reassured him, "Professor Deng is kind-hearted. Don't worry, once we catch the culprit, we'll definitely teach him a lesson!"

Deng Dakang nodded, but his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Those mages who control the beast tide, well, they might even be some kind of god, are truly despicable!"

He abruptly changed his tone, his pained expression instantly transforming into one of gritted teeth.

"You know what? I've been observing for so long, just waiting for us to explore outwards! I could then apply to gradually discover those flying snakes, all sorts of birds, and those otherworldly animals with absolutely perfect bodies! It's a pity they're all gone now! They've all turned to charcoal!"

Deng Dakang exhaled a sigh of relief, clutching his heart, and said, "What a waste of so many precious experimental materials! It's truly hateful! When I catch that person in the future, I will definitely make him experience the ninety-nine kinds of torture I just researched!"

Wang Hu's hand holding the gun stiffened for a moment.

Oh well, all that emotion for nothing.

The mindset of someone engaged in scientific research is indeed as fine as a needle tip, and as ruthless as a needle tip.

Perhaps only girls from Sichuan and Chongqing can handle this icy personality!
Just as Wang Hu was inwardly complaining, a chill suddenly shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

It wasn't the feeling of being locked on by a gun, nor the sense of danger of being watched by a wild beast.

It was a more primal, more overwhelming fear, as if something in the world had come to life, and he himself was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

Wang Hu's muscles tensed instantly, his gun-wielding posture became more aggressive, and his gaze swept across every corner like a hawk.

Nothing at all.

Burning flames, collapsed buildings, everything is normal.

"strangeness!"

"Young comrade, you felt it too?" Deng Dakang had at some point put away his pained expression about the wasted supplies, and his face was more serious than ever before.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang Hu's forehead as he spoke with difficulty: "That feeling just now... it felt like I was being targeted by some kind of natural enemy, a feeling of dread that I would die in the next second."

Deng Dakang squinted and slowly removed the heavy, specially made helmet from his head, which was said to be able to defend against electromagnetic and mental interference.

The instant the helmet was removed from the head, the invisible pressure suddenly increased several times over!
His heart was pounding, his chest was tight, and every cell in his body seemed to be screaming in agony, urging him to flee the place.

Deng Dakang's expression changed drastically: "It definitely feels stronger! This is wrong; it's different from any of the think tank's predictions. This has gone beyond the scope of conventional warfare!"

He suddenly looked at Wang Hu: "This is not an illusion! It's a kind of widespread mental pressure, or rather... a change in the 'field'!"

Wang Hu swallowed hard. He didn't understand anything about the venue, but he knew he was terrified.

"Professor, I...I feel the same way, and it's getting stronger."

"Report this situation to command immediately!" Deng Dakang's voice was filled with barely suppressed anxiety. "Quick! Tell them the original plan may have changed, and what we're facing might not be a simple magician!"

He paused, looked up at the night sky stained with fire and blood, then looked around at the empty surroundings, muttering to himself, as if asking Wang Hu, or perhaps asking himself.

"What the hell is this thing...?"

A few minutes later, Su Mingjin and the others received a notification from Wang Hu and Deng Dakang.

"Is it that serious?"

"They said they felt like they were being watched by some higher being, and that they had a feeling that something terrible was about to happen."

"How do you all feel?"

"I felt my heart palpitating!"

"me too!"

"I also inexplicably started sweating on my forehead, which is very strange!"

Su Mingjin, recalling what had just happened, said, "Have all units continue to prepare for battle, and have all flyable drones take off! We need to understand the situation."
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23 kilometers away from the reclamation team, the B5 logistics base.

Inside the bunker, forty-eight combat personnel and six support soldiers were completely unaware of the outside world's news of the major counter-offensive.

The world before them consisted only of endless dead souls.

Da da da……

Amidst the muffled roar of the heavy machine gun, a seventy-meter-long orange-red fire dragon roared out from the firing port, instantly engulfing the skeletons of more than a dozen undead at the forefront.

The specially designed 02D flamethrower sprays highly viscous fuel from its muzzle, which clings to bones like a maggot and cannot be shaken off, causing the skeletons to crackle and emit acrid black smoke.

The 02D flamethrower that Xiao Zhou is holding is a specially made product.

This building, capable of shooting flames up to 100 meters away, is specifically designed to clear out bunkers and underground fortifications; its power is terrifying.

Connecting to a high-pressure gas tank further maximizes its sustained firepower. The 02D flamethrower, which could originally fire twice in succession, has been modified to achieve a maximum of 200 fires.

If it weren't for the barrel material being unable to withstand the high temperatures of thousands of degrees during the flamethrower, the flamethrower could have been used countless times.

As long as the high-pressure fuel tank remains undamaged, it can burn indefinitely.

With the help of a special force-reducing device on the reinforced concrete bunker, Xiao Zhou barely managed to withstand the powerful recoil of the flamethrower.

His arm muscles were bulging from releasing flames for a long time.

He endured the pain, his eyes frantically searching through his goggles in the firelight.

He noticed a voice that blended almost seamlessly into its surroundings, a voice that haunted Xiao Zhou's dreams.

I finally caught you, you son of a bitch!
He suddenly locked onto a target and roared downwards, "Sun Dezhu! Six o'clock, 220 meters! Necromancer! Blast him to death!"

"Here it comes! Just you wait and see!"

High atop the fortress, a figure drenched in sweat responded to the call. Wearing a passive exoskeleton, Sun Dezhu, under the cover of several teammates, laboriously moved a 120mm mortar into position.

The artilleryman next to him quickly adjusted his angle and roared.

"put!"

The shell traced a less-than-perfect parabola before hurtling down.

Boom!

A violent explosion erupted within the pile of undead, the shockwave carrying with it chemical incendiary agents, wiping out all the undead soldiers and monsters within a 20-meter radius.

But Xiao Zhou watched helplessly as that damned necromancer, before the explosion, lazily rolled over and scurried into a blind spot.

"Zhu Zi!" Xiao Zhou was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. "Did you masturbate too much last night? Your hands are shaking like this! Where did you hit the 200-meter target?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a piece of gravel the size of a washbasin came hurtling towards him and slammed into the outer wall of the firing port!
boom!
Concrete debris splattered all over Xiao Zhou's face, and his helmet vibrated loudly. He broke out in a cold sweat, and before he could even curse, he immediately turned his gun around and unleashed a barrage of bullets at the slinger below who had just thrown the stone.

The viscous flames covered the giant's entire body, and the huge creature let out a silent wail as it struggled in the flames and turned into a pile of charred remains.

The barrel of the flamethrower had visibly turned dark red, and Xiao Zhou felt a wave of heat wash over him.

"Bian Huan! Change the barrel! This piece of junk is about to explode!"

"Huanzi was knocked unconscious by a rock!"

Xiao Zhou was stunned. Seeing dozens more undead approaching from a distance, he pointed at an engineer next to him who was exhausted: "You! Yes, you! Come here and change your ammunition!"

Before he could fire again, a loud explosion suddenly came from the trench below.

It turned out to be a daring brother who, risking being torn apart by the gargoyles in the sky, leaned out of the trench and, with a whoosh, threw out a modified Type 62 landmine that was older than his grandfather.

boom--!
Dozens of undead who were about to climb up were blown to bits, their bones flying everywhere.

"Well done! Much better than Big Cat!" Xiao Zhou laughed heartily, praising his teammate.

Just as I was about to catch my breath, I saw that not far away, the scattered corpses, drawn together by some unseen force, began to stir and gather again.

A ruthless glint flashed in Xiao Zhou's eyes as he pointed the scorching hot muzzle at that spot again.

Another tongue of fire erupted, completely engulfing and burning the bones that were about to come back to life.

While the fighting raged fiercely on the upper levels of the bunker, the atmosphere in the middle command post was as heavy as iron.

Zhao Chong's neck was wrapped in thick gauze, and the blood seeping out had turned dark red. He stared at the constantly flashing red dots on the tactical tablet, each representing a defensive line under attack.

The communications soldier's voice was choked with static: "Captain, report from bunker A: the 02D flamethrower barrel is overheating, and the spare barrel operator, Bian Huan, has been knocked unconscious by falling rocks. Requesting backup!"

Zhao Chong's eye twitched violently.

The bunker in Area A was the very front line that Xiao Zhou and his team were holding. If the flamethrower misfired, the undead would swarm the structure, and the defense line would collapse.

"Send Han Wenbo over there with the medics! Quickly!"

sizzle...

A burst of static came through the communicator, followed by an anxious voice forcing its way in.

Zhao Chong's spirits lifted!
The headquarters, which had been unable to communicate due to the bombing of the fiber optic line, can now finally be contacted via radio.

"Zhao Chong, how's it going over there? The signal was lost for a long time!"

"Report! The undead attacks from all around haven't stopped. We need fire support nearby! The fiber optic communication line has been destroyed!" Zhao Chong roared into the microphone, his voice almost tearing from years of command.

Is your unit safe?

"We're safe for now, but we need more precise fire support. There are too many enemies, and we've already suffered casualties here."

"Hold on! The high-altitude reconnaissance fire network is moving toward your airspace and is expected to arrive in three minutes. It will help you accurately snipe the enemy!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chong's spirits lifted, and he quickly added, "Command, prioritize finding those necromancers! Repeat, find those necromancers! Those sons of bitches are the core of controlling the undead army. If they don't die, these skeletons will keep getting back up endlessly!"

"Understood. We will prioritize eliminating necromancers!"

Zhao Chong continued, "Also, we need field medics! Our unit has already suffered seven combat casualties, and one has been killed in action!"

"By the way, notify all units to use incendiary bombs! Those things must be burned to ashes, otherwise they will come back to life!"

"Command center received. You all keep a close watch on the surroundings!"

Communications were cut off, gunfire roared outside, and only the low hum of equipment running could be heard in the command post.

Zhao Chong put down the walkie-talkie, subconsciously touched the blood-soaked gauze on his neck, and then pressed his shoulder, which felt like it was about to fall apart.

The battle had only been going on for a little over an hour, but it felt like it had lasted for a month.

An hour ago, he led his men on a preemptive strike, hoping to take advantage of the lull in the heavy artillery support from headquarters to wipe out a few necromancers.

As a result, the team members, eager to kill the enemy, exposed their position in the blizzard, and a flock of undead birds falling from the sky gave them a bloody lesson.

He watched as one of his soldiers, Xiao Zhang, was snatched into the air by a giant bone bird, his screams instantly swallowed by the wind and snow.

That failed raid ended in a devastating loss: one person killed instantly, two seriously wounded, and two slightly wounded. The special forces were forced to retreat in disarray back to their bunker, transforming from active hunters into trapped prey.

If it weren't for the abundant supplies and sturdy fortifications of this B5 logistics base, these fifty-four people would probably have been overwhelmed by the tide of the undead long ago.

So far in the fighting, nine members of the reconnaissance squadron responsible for covering the technical personnel have been forced to withdraw from the battle due to various injuries.

Within an hour at most, the fighting capacity of more than fifty people would be drastically reduced due to physical exhaustion.

Until they are overwhelmed by this endless tide of the dead!
Fortunately, they held out until headquarters provided artillery support.

As electromagnetic interference signals decreased and the intensity of the blizzard subsided, the high-altitude reconnaissance fire network was in place.

Soon, weapons and ammunition manufactured in the industrial society shone with a dazzling light in this other world.

The light tore through the dim sky.

One after another, incendiary bombs, trailing plumes of flame, fell like a meteor shower, precisely covering an area 300 meters to 1 kilometer outward from the base.

There was no violent explosion, only a deathly still sea of ​​fire that instantly rose up, completely engulfing the corpses of thousands of the dead.

The orange-red flames licked at the white bones, making a teeth-grinding crackling sound, and the air was filled with a strange smell of burning phosphorus powder and protein.

The gunfire from the bunker gradually subsided, and everyone was stunned by the spectacular yet brutal scene.

Zhao Chong leaned against the cold wall, his tense muscles finally relaxing slightly.

"Zhao Chong, fire support complete. Logistics and medical units are expected to arrive in ten minutes. Airspace clearing is underway. Helicopter support is very risky, so hang in there a little longer."

"Understood." Zhao Chong cleared his hoarse throat; the improved radio signal had lifted his spirits considerably. "Headquarters, this undead calamity is quite large. How's the situation?"

A soft laugh came from the other end of the communicator, tinged with dark humor: "Very smoothly! The little heaters we sent them warmed every skeleton that needed care, ensuring they pass away without pain."

"Received, then we're relieved."

Zhao Chong's chapped lips curved into a smile, but then he remembered something he had forgotten because of the intense battle, and his expression immediately turned serious.

"Headquarters, there's one more thing. During our defense, we observed the presence of more than a dozen necromancers. They sent one to feint an attack on us, while the rest all turned northeast. Their intentions are unclear. We request that we deploy drones to conduct focused reconnaissance of the area."

This was something that had been weighing on his mind; those things were definitely not in retreat.

He always felt that the other party was plotting something!
"Thanks for the reminder, the intelligence is very valuable! The drone reconnaissance team will make arrangements immediately."

The communication ended, the outside noise completely subsided, and only the hum of the equipment running remained in the command center.

Zhao Chong took a deep breath, enduring the sharp pain in his neck and shoulders, and got up to walk towards the area where the wounded were gathered.

He first saw the unfortunate Bian Huan, who had been knocked unconscious by the falling rocks!
"How are you feeling? Is your head still on your neck?" Zhao Chong patted his shoulder.

Bian Huan shook his head. The helmet had saved his life, but his neck was still a little stiff. "Don't worry, I'm fine! It's just that we need to give the logistics department some feedback on the quality of this helmet. Next time, we should replace it with a titanium alloy one."

Zhao Chong smiled and then looked at the other wounded.

The seriously wounded had been disarmed and were lying on makeshift stretchers. The lightly wounded who could still move were quietly helping to load ammunition or screwing fuses on shells, doing whatever they could.

"Comrades, the rescue from headquarters will arrive soon. Hold on, everyone."

"Captain, this is nothing!" A soldier whose ears and neck were mangled and bloody from being clawed by bone birds grinned, revealing teeth blackened by gunpowder. "Let me go back, I can still fight! I have to avenge Xiao Zhang!"

"Yes, Captain, we can still fight!"

The others all agreed.

Zhao Chong's gaze swept over each of them, his voice steady and powerful: "Your current task is to survive and wait for the medics. That's an order! Save your strength to help the brothers load more bullets; every single one is crucial."

After comforting the wounded, he was about to go check on other places when suddenly an invisible wind blew, and Zhao Chong felt a strong palpitation.

Then, he felt as if a knife was threatening his temple!

The feeling of dying!
Zhao Chong quickly dodged and cautiously looked around.

All the soldiers looked the same.

"Are there any enemies?"

No, what just happened?

"You feel it?"

"I felt it! This is the second time I've felt it this strongly! I feel like I'm being stared at by a tiger, it scared the crap out of me!"

"A second time? You sensed something was wrong just now too?"

"Yes, I thought the enemy was attacking."

"No, this is definitely not right!"

Zhao Chong grew increasingly uneasy, so he went directly to Miao Dadong, the pilot who had sustained several injuries.

"Da Dong, come here for a moment."

Miao Dadong, who was using a steel pipe as a crutch, limped over: "Captain, what's the matter?"

"I also felt those two unusual sensations just now. Headquarters just said there's no undead army nearby, but my intuition tells me something's wrong, and my eyelids keep twitching!"

Zhao Chong pointed to the map on the tactical tablet. "I suspect those necromancers are up to no good in the northeast. Now that the electromagnetic interference has weakened, send out our own drones and have them thoroughly search that area."

"okay!"

A few minutes later, Miao Dadong skillfully controlled the drone to take off. To avoid being detected or damaged, the drone trailed a thin fiber optic cable, skimming the snow-covered treetops, and flew silently toward the target area.

The image on the screen was transmitted steadily, showing a scene of devastation, with scorch marks from artillery fire and burning debris everywhere.

After flying for more than ten minutes, the wind and snow ahead suddenly became more intense in the drone's view, resembling a high white wall.

(End of this chapter)