Chapter 127 Choice
Chapter 127 Choice
Ivan, who was at the front of the team, heard the sound of fierce gunfire coming from the rear of the team. When he turned his attention there, the rear of the team was already in chaos.
Many plague zombies crawled out of the water, their bodies covered with a thick layer of greasy algae. They had obviously been sleeping under the water for a long time. Their bodies had mutated due to being soaked in water for a long time. Their hands had mutated into soft tentacles, and their toes had stuck together and swelled, forming something like webbed feet.
These zombies can swim quietly in waist-deep water, then use their tentacles to wrap around their targets and drag them into the water, drowning them. Even if someone can find these zombies hiding in the water, the power of their bullets will be greatly reduced after entering the water. By the time they finally force the zombies to emerge, they will only have less than a second to fight back.
To make matters worse, since we were in the water, we couldn't use our flamethrowers.
It's not that the fire sprayed by the flamethrower will go out in water, but that the burning material sprayed will also burn on the water surface. However, these fires ignited on the water will spread everywhere and eventually burn the user.
This weapon was not designed to be used by a single person on the water. This fuel can be used in naval battles, but the way to use it is to lure the enemy into the waters filled with fuel and set it on fire, thereby burning all the enemy ships.
After being unable to use fire, these zombies are even more difficult to kill, and these zombies soaked in water seem to have a new skill, which is self-destruction. Every zombie will begin to swell before being completely destroyed, and the power of the final explosion can blow up all the water within two meters around it, which is enough to kill everyone in this range.
The people in the front discovered that the troops were attacked from behind and were about to rush here to support, but were stopped by Ivan.
"Everyone, keep going!" Ivan said to the people rushing over the radio. "They want us trapped here. Don't stop!"
At first they were a little hesitant about the order to abandon their companions, but then more plague zombies emerged from the water, their number beyond everyone's initial imagination, so they immediately understood the necessity of Ivan's order and began to break out of the self-propelled forging factory with all their strength.
But this was clearly no easy task. As the plague walkers slowed the ground forces, more previously hidden enemies emerged. The main force had been annihilated, but the remaining swarms of flies, still in considerable numbers, darted across the water, harvesting lives with their mouthparts and claws. Nurglings, imitating the aquatic plague walkers, dived close, then suddenly leaped up to grab their victims' heads and attack. Even gigantic Nurgle beasts rampaged through the water. The puddle could severely slow human reaction time, but it was no obstacle for these massive monsters.
Soon the human army was torn apart by the impact. The surviving humans formed small defense circles to fight against the external enemies together, but the smaller defense circles collapsed after a few attacks, and the members inside were either eaten by monsters or turned into monsters.
The largest defense circle is located near the self-propelled forge. This powerful war machine can provide terrifying fire suppression. Even the tough body of the Nurgle beast will be blown into rubble under its huge main gun. The flamethrowers on both sides of it spit out tongues of fire, like two wings composed of flames.
Ivan had precisely calculated the angle and output of the flamethrower. By maintaining this angle, more than 98% of the fuel would burn out before hitting the water, and the remaining less than 2% would quickly cool down after coming into contact with the water. Therefore, he would not set himself on fire by using the flamethrower like those mortals.
Ivan ascended high into the sky, his vehicle encircled by a barrier net. Any fly that attempted to reach it would be incinerated within twenty kilometers. From the air, Ivan locked onto and destroyed the most threatening enemy units, guiding the larger defensive circles toward the forge. Simultaneously, he directed smaller defensive circles into more heavily infested areas to draw enemy fire.
He coldly pointed some people to the way of life while sending some others to their deaths. Whenever enough enemies gathered around those small defensive circles, Ivan would attack them from the air, evaporating the friendly forces inside and the surrounding enemies whose number was dozens of times that of his friendly forces.
It's not that he doesn't care about the lives of mortals, but he knows that the lives of mortals are cheap, and making the best use of them is the greatest respect for them.
And Ivan would give them full dignity.
Fighting the enemy in a puddle would only mean greater casualties for Ivan, but in his calculations, these casualties were far from unacceptable, provided that these sacrifices could bring sufficient value.
The value of the ground forces lies in attracting more enemies and more firepower for the air forces. What determines victory or defeat at the beginning is not the ground forces, but those who raid from the air and destroy the portal. As long as this goal can be achieved, it is worthwhile even if the ground forces are completely destroyed.
the other side.
Howard and his team hid on the top of an abandoned building. In addition to the two hundred elite soldiers equipped with silver bullets, the ground force was assisted by nearly ten thousand personnel equipped with general ammunition. In order to streamline and conceal the troops breaking out of the central tower, they only brought the two hundred carefully selected players, led by Char, Arabelle and Mavis, and in the middle was Howard, who was almost powerless in the Warhammer world.
Half of these two hundred elite soldiers came from Char's original forces, and the other half came from Mavis's forces. Arabelle and Howard were both assigned to Mavis's team.
The air force was equipped with three transport boats and dozens of small airships. This was not because of stinginess, but because Zhongchao really could not provide more vehicles.
From the beginning to the end, except for being healed by William in the middle, Zhongchao did not receive any resources. Char and his men were fighting a serious war with the Chaos forces with the reserves of the Zhongchao gang, so Char had planned to prioritize taking back the production line. Otherwise, the wealth of these leaders and the subsequent looting would not be enough to sustain them.
This was a completely desperate and risky act. If the portal had not been opened, Howard would have fought steadily for the resource points like Char did. However, once the portal was opened, the key to victory would depend on whether humans destroyed the portal first or Chaos sent something more terrifying through the portal first.
Howard stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked at the central tower. Due to severe corruption, the central tower no longer resembled its original appearance. It looked more like a giant tentacle extending from the ground, and the clock room at the end of the tentacle, which emitted a faint and hazy light, was the eye of the tentacle.
That was the teleportation point, and no one except Howard dared to stare at the light for long. Mortals' gazes would be quickly drawn to it, and then controlled by whispers from the ethereal void.
When they first came to ambush, more than ten members went crazy because they didn't notice this. Char and others had no choice but to execute them. Casualties occurred before the battle even started.
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