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"What the hell? Kirin arm?"
The miner zombies in Plants vs. Zombies suddenly appeared in Moyin’s mind, but compared with this kind of unicorn arm, the slow miner zombies were much cuter.
The Qilin arm that was grabbed by Moyin suddenly became furious, and slapped Moyin's head with its claws.
Moyin raised his hand and threw the Qilin Arm into the air, then he slashed the air with the high-frequency particle vibration knife in his right hand, and the Qilin Arm was instantly split into two halves.
"Kill the mid-level mutant driller and you will be rewarded with 100,000 resource points."
A system prompt sounded in Moyin's mind.
"Odd-numbered soldiers keep firing to meet the enemy, even-numbered soldiers, pay attention to the unicorn arms under your feet, and blow their heads off as soon as they pop out! Qi Guang, notify those who went to rest before to come up and assist!"
Moyin shouted loudly, but the soldiers on the defense line continued to frantically pull the triggers at the dark tide of zombies. They had been suppressed by the endless tide of zombies and had lost their minds, not to mention that Moyin was not their superior.
Only Qi Guang obediently ran to the rear position.
The next moment, hundreds of unicorn arms suddenly jumped out from the ground, and a blood rain suddenly broke out on the No. 1 defense line. A large number of soldiers' heads flew into the air in shock and anger, and the corpses that had not fallen yet were still stiff, aiming their rifles at the tide of corpses in the sky and pulling the triggers.
"Shit, 16 pigeons, 45,9, AA12, M762, MDR, go and take care of these Qilin arms, and pay attention to your own safety."
Moyin cursed and shouted into the tactical headset.
He also didn't dare to arrange all the tactical humanoids to deal with this kind of Qilin arm, otherwise if some other mutated zombies appeared, once the tactical humanoids were all held up by the Qilin arm, the entire defense line would probably collapse.
Several tactical humanoids named by Moyin immediately put up their branded weapons, pulled out two high-frequency ion vibration daggers and quickly cleaned up the Qilin arm that broke out of the ground.
"Captain! Mr. Moyin, we can't hold this place anymore. Please retreat to the city wall and command! We can all die, but if you two die, this shelter will be finished!"
Looking at the large number of dead soldiers, the guards made an anxious request.
"Wait a minute, Brother Ma, you go back first. I need to stay here for another five minutes."
Moyin glanced at his watch. There were still five minutes before Huang deployed its naval guns. No matter what, he had to stay here until Huang summoned the naval guns.
“…………Okay, I’ll be a coward and go back to the city wall first.”
Ma Jun looked at the large number of dead and wounded soldiers with his eyes wide open and said sadly.
"As the highest commander, you are not a coward if you dare to stand here. This shelter still needs a leader. You should go back soon. I am confident that I can return alive."
Moyin waved his hand and urged.
This zombie tide was several times more powerful than when he reclaimed the warehouse supermarket. The main reason was that there was an extra zombie king in command. Once Ma Jun encountered an accident on the front line, the morale of the entire Red Flag Shelter would probably be unstable.
However, he was not familiar with the garrison in the Red Flag Shelter, and it was difficult to command them. Simply put, he couldn't even call out a single person's name.
After Ma Jun left, a thin zombie was thrown over by the berserker. Moyin raised his hand and was about to cut off the zombie's head with a knife, but the zombie's chest suddenly split apart, and a large number of sharp teeth covered with mucus bit the blade of the high-frequency particle vibration knife in Moyin's hand fiercely.
"Head Splitter?!"
Moyin quickly pulled back the high-frequency particle vibration knife in his hand. He remembered that the first time he saw the Head-Splitter, it bit his own sword into pieces.
Moyin grabbed the Gauss pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger. The needle-shaped Gauss bullet immediately tore through the thin body of the Split-Head Man.
The broken body of the Head-Splitter fell to the ground, but the warriors around him also burst into screams one after another.
The zombies thrown by the Berserker were actually upgraded from ordinary zombies into various alienated zombies!
"Hey, 416, you guys should also deal with these mutant zombies."
Moyin sighed and said with a dull look.
He knew that this first line of defense was almost destroyed.
416 hesitated for a moment, then rushed towards the nearest mutated zombie with other tactical humanoids.
A roar that reached the sky was heard, as if the zombies were dissatisfied with the zombie tide's failure to conquer the enemy for so long, or perhaps because they saw that the guards around Moyin were entangled. The pillar of the zombies in the zombie tide, the ten-meter-tall zombie king, walked heavily towards Moyin with his feet as heavy as a truck.
Every step taken would directly trample hundreds of zombies to death, which immediately caused the zombie tide to panic. The dark tide of zombies squeezed out a ten-meter passage.
"Akagi, I'm going to delay this corpse king for a while. Once your ship's guns are ready to attack, notify me and I'll run away."
Moyin said with a smile to Huang who was unfolding the ship equipment beside him.
"No, Master, let me go."
The agent who had been following Moyin made the request.
"You stay here to protect Huang. Just let some high-level mutants that haven't made a move yet attack her. I'm faster than all of you. That corpse king shouldn't be able to hurt me."
After saying this, Moyin rushed towards the giant corpse king with a high-frequency particle vibration knife in each hand.
Chapter 242 Sniper in the Tide of Corpses
The Corpse King let out a roar that reached the sky, and the entire corpse tide paused. They suddenly stopped attacking and retreated dozens of meters, leaving the battlefield filled with smoke and meat paste to the Corpse King and Moyin.
"Ha, okay, let's have a fair duel!"
Moyin shouted happily. If he knew that this corpse king wanted to fight him alone, he would have taken the initiative to find the corpse king a long time ago.
The soldiers standing on the front line assisted 16 pigeons and others to quickly eliminate the Qilin arm that drilled out from the ground, and then everyone's attention was locked on Moyin.
Looking at Moyin rushing towards the Corpse King alone, the frontline soldiers couldn't help but feel respect and regret. They all thought that Moyin was doomed to die.
Only the tactical dolls showed trust in Moyin on their faces. They believed that Moyin would eventually come back to them.
Seeing Moyin, who was like a small fly compared to himself, the Corpse King suddenly puffed up his throat and spurted out a column of dark brown liquid mixed with various bone fragments, which enveloped Moyin like a fire hydrant.
Many soldiers couldn't bear to close their eyes, not daring to watch the scene of Moyin about to be swallowed.
At the critical moment, Moyin stomped on the ground and narrowly avoided the vomit sprayed by the Corpse King.
There was a sizzling sound, and the surrounding concrete road surface was immediately corroded by the zombie king's vomit, leaving a big hole. The acid splashed onto the zombie bodies and instantly melted the zombies' skin and muscle tissue, revealing their white bones.
"Wow, you have ranged attacks, are you bullying me because I have short arms? You spit in a fight, how disgusting."
Moyin suppressed his disgust and grumbled, then he took out his Gauss pistol and pulled the trigger at the eye on the corpse king's head.
The needle-shaped bullet instantly blew up the corpse king's eyes. However, what made Moyin feel horrified was that hundreds of densely packed compound eyes suddenly appeared on the corpse king's head, which was as big as an off-road vehicle.
The Corpse King let out a triumphant roar as if mocking Moyin, as if saying that if a pair of eyes were blown off, hundreds or thousands of eyes would appear again.
HK416 was about to catch up with Moyin and help him with the branded weapon, but was grabbed by the agent's arm.
"Don't be impulsive. The master is alive. We should stay here now. Rushing forward will only add to his burden."
The agent said indifferently.
"So are we just going to do nothing here? Put all the burdens on Silver? We are the weapons! Don't shirk your responsibilities!"
HK416 shouted angrily.
"If it is the master's order, I will execute it without hesitation even if it means I will die. However, the commander's previous order is to wait here. I believe the master will not lose."
The agent said calmly.
HK416 stomped her feet in anger, but finally stood obediently beside the agent, staring at Moyin nervously.
Moyin put down his Gauss pistol and rushed towards the Corpse King again. His main purpose was to divert the Corpse King's attention and buy time to give Huang time to deploy his naval artillery.
The caliber of the bullet of the Gauss pistol is too small. Although it has excellent piercing power and power, it is as difficult to use it against the Corpse King as trying to kill an elephant with an embroidery needle.
Not to mention the extremely strong self-healing ability that high-level mutants already possess.
After narrowly dodging five streams of vomit, the Corpse King seemed to realize that the vomit could not harm Moyin, so he stopped vomiting and stood there calmly waiting for Moyin to approach.
Seeing that the Corpse King stopped spraying vomit, Moyin breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of the lethality, this vomit attack was really disgusting. If he was sprayed by it, he would be embarrassed to sleep with 416 and the others.
Just when Moyin was fifty meters away from the Corpse King, hundreds of tentacles suddenly stretched out from the Corpse King's huge belly and rushed towards Moyin from all directions at lightning speed.
The tentacles were all tipped with mouthparts with a large number of sharp teeth. Moyin had no doubt that if he was entangled, these tentacles would chew him into a pile of bones in less than a minute.
Moyin immediately concentrated his mind and entered bullet time, and the high-frequency particle vibration knives in his hands madly slashed at the oncoming tentacles.
The soldiers who were watching the battle closely from afar suddenly groaned in loss, because a large number of tentacles had completely devoured Moyin's body, which was like a lone boat, and closed it into a huge meat ball.
Although they all knew very well that it was unrealistic to kill the Corpse King on their own, they still hoped that Moyin could create a miracle.
As if it had heard the expectations in everyone's hearts, the huge meat ball formed by the tentacles suddenly exploded, and a large amount of meat splattered everywhere. Moyin, covered in black blood, jumped out again and appeared behind the corpse king with an afterimage. Two high-frequency particle vibration knives directly cut through the corpse king's thick neck, and the corpse king's head, as big as an off-road vehicle, immediately slid to the ground.
Everything happened in a flash. After the corpse king's huge head fell to the ground with a loud bang, the warriors cheered.
However, Moyin suddenly rushed towards the defense line as if he was hit by lightning. Just when everyone was puzzled, they saw hundreds of more attacks emerging from the back of the Corpse King and piercing through the area where Moyin was just now.
In fact, after cutting off the corpse king's head, Moyin did not hear the system's resource point reward sound. Moyin knew that his attack had failed, which meant that the corpse king's weak points were not the throat and head.
Fortunately, after cutting off the corpse king's head, Huang sent a communication that the ship's artillery had been deployed.
So Moyin ran away without saying a word. He didn't believe that there was anything that the 200mm naval gun couldn't solve.
Just as Moyin rushed back to Huang, two huge naval cannons were fired from the twin turrets in front of Huang, and with a breath of destruction, they directly smashed the mountain-like body of the Corpse King.
"Ding, kill the emperor-level mutant and be rewarded with 5 million resource points."
A system prompt sounded in Moyin's mind.
The next second, a crystalline force field shield suddenly appeared in front of Moyin. A long, narrow needle-shaped bullet was still a few centimeters away from Moyin's eyebrows and was blocked by the force field shield... This was a bullet from a Gauss sniper rifle.
"At eight o'clock, agent, arrange for the robbery leopards to bomb the entire area! Akagi, pull the bombing formation over to cover the five-kilometer area with TNT!"
Mo Yin immediately shouted and gave orders.
Nearly a hundred Leopards fired mortar shells at the area mentioned by Moyin, and the bombing formation owned by Huang took off instantly.
"Tsk, failed again? It's really hard to deal with."
On a small hill, Jiang Yue'er put on a Gauss sniper rifle, then nimbly jumped onto a zombie Tibetan Mastiff and flew away.
Chapter 243: Hall of Valor
Without the suppression of the Corpse King, the huge horde of corpses began to boil again, surging towards the entire position like dark sea water.
However, all the zombies had lost their order. The humanoid spider monsters kept trampling on ordinary zombies. The Berserker also gave up throwing zombies and instead used a palm as big as a frying pan to slap the ordinary zombies in front of him away, and then slowly moved towards the south city wall.
Looking at the chaotic tide of corpses, the cavalry on the city wall immediately issued an order for a general attack, and the roar of artillery fire rang out again.
What does it mean to have more than one million zombies?
At first glance, this may not be a big deal for a country with a population of more than one billion, but a bus can only hold a hundred people at most. This is equivalent to more than 10,000 buses packed with people. If they are dispersed, the number can only be described as a sea of corpses.
The mountains of shells and ammunition boxes on the city walls disappeared quickly as if they were melting. The endless artillery fire continued to fall into the sea of corpses, clearing out a small gap, which was then filled again by the following zombies.
The long and endless firing, coupled with the use of reloaded ammunition, caused the rifles to explode from time to time, but even the wounded soldiers did not run away. Instead, they took the rifles handed over by the logistics team and continued to join the battle.