RNP Chapter 199
Chapter 199
When Chen Xiaoxiu and the others returned to the camp, he immediately came to a high place.
Looking at the dense rat tide outside, Chen Xiaoxiu's expression was very ugly.
He didn't expect that just one night had passed, and this group of damn rats actually thought of cracking the aspect.
Indeed, it will be difficult for them to break through the well-prepared trenches of modernization.
Because in addition to hindering their movement, the greater role of these trenches is to allow the soldiers in the trenches to export in a safe environment.
In modern combat, only distance can play the role of firearms.
The role of these trenches is to give human warriors a buffer distance between them and these mutant rats.
But with the sinister burrow of rats, this distance was instantly erased.
If their holes were another kilometer long, they would even be able to hit camps in the rear.
Many warriors were frightened when they saw the mutant rats bursting through the ground.
Because this was a situation that no one expected, they were still full of confidence in the battle plan.
But this sudden change caught everyone off guard.
This shock is especially severe when everyone is relaxed physically and mentally.
This time the battle was even more brutal than last night, because the sudden attack of the mutant rats caused Chen Xiaoxiu and the others to be unprepared.
Many fighters died in the mouths of rats without even entering combat mode.
On one of the outermost bunkers of the camp, a soldier was frantically pulling the trigger in his hand.
Below him, there are countless scarlet eyes, and endless rat calls.
"Squad leader! The bullets are almost finished!
In this five-man squad, a warrior in charge of passing ammunition yelled.
Hearing this, the warrior's eyes were stunned.
This was obviously a bit of a surprise to him.
However, because the battle appeared too frequently, and the rats started a close battle with them as soon as they came up.
As a result, there were problems with the original supply lines, and there was no way to pass ammunition to the front line well.
Because the current front is not as layered as yesterday, but very anxious.
Everyone was fighting with mutant rats, and there was no time to pay attention to the situation in the bunker.
"Have you communicated with the above?"
"The ditch passed, they said they would arrange for someone to send it to us as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, the warrior showed a wry smile.
As soon as possible, how long this ASAP, no one knows.
Looking at the mutant rats that kept climbing on the bunker, the warrior didn't know if he could last until that time.
You know, such a situation is not only here, but occurs in all corners of the battlefield.
Everyone was dragged into a very dangerous close-range battle by the sudden attack of this group of mutant rats.
Finally, the squad leader finished the last bullet in his hand, and the soldiers around him had long stopped their movements.
Because they can't help it anymore.
Suddenly, the squad leader saw the gasoline barrel placed in the corner of the bunker.
This is what they originally used to handle corpses.
After all, there is no better way to dispose of large-scale corpses in the shortest possible time than incineration.
A thought popped into his mind.
It is better for one person to die than a group of people to die.
This is a problem that elementary school arithmetic knows.
"Retreat, I'll buy you time!"
After the squad leader finished speaking, he suddenly picked up the gasoline drum.
Seeing his actions, the surrounding team members widened their eyes in anger.
They apparently guessed the squad leader's intention.
They tried to stop him, but the squad leader wouldn't give them a chance.
Coming to the window sill of the bunker, the squad leader jumped down.
Below him is a dense colony of mutant rats.
And in his hands, there are not only gasoline barrels, but also grenades.
When his body fell into the rat tide, the fierce rat tide around him instantly drowned him.
"Boom" There was an earth-shattering bang.
In the fiery red glare, countless rats that were instantly torn apart flew into the sky.
A huge wave of air rolled the rats on the ground and crashed into the surrounding bunkers, many mice were directly torn apart by the air wave, and more mice were smashed by the air wave to the thick ground and the brain pulp collapsed.
As the scorched rat carcasses fell, a fierce sea of fire appeared below the bunker, isolating the soldiers in the bunker from the rats outside.
Although a few soldiers are saddened by the sacrifice of the squad leader, they will not pretend to be sons and daughters.
In the distance, Chen Xiaoxiu, who was resisting a large number of mutant mice in the front, also noticed the situation here.
The devastated ground and the gas waves generated by the explosion of gasoline drums cleaned up the rat carcasses that had been scattered on the ground.
The original ground was either covered with dead rats or left with limbs and equipment.
And now, these have been replaced by a sea of fire.
The sea of smoke was very dazzling in Chen Xiaoxiu's eyes.
If I can find some more intentions to discover these mutant mice...
Unfortunately, there are no ifs for everything.
The sea of fire not only gave many people a buffer space, but also gave everyone a reminder.
The fastest reaction was Xia Ling'er, who organized the action behind.
I don't know when it started, that delicate young lady has become a battle-hardened female warrior at this moment.
Even in such a tragic situation, she was able to remain calm.
Let yourself not be flustered and do not know how to act.
"Don't be stunned, take all the gasoline drums out and pour them into the trenches!"
Pointing to a trench outside, Xia Ling'er commanded everyone.
With a clear goal, the crowd began to explode with amazing coordination.
On the high platform, soldiers with machine guns covered the fighters holding oil drums, ensuring that they would not be harassed by the rat tide.
And those fighters holding oil drums trust them completely.
These holding oil drums are all gene warriors, and only they can walk through the chaotic battlefield under dozens of kilograms of oil drums.
And in the most intense battle, that is, near the huge crater, it was Chen Xiaoxiu.
He alone blocked most of the rat tide.
Countless plant roots are like arms and whiskers, and each stroke can take away the lives of many mutant mice.
If it weren't for the fact that more than half of the rats rushed out from the direction of the town, Chen Xiaoxiu alone would be able to beat back these rats that ran out of the ground.
Finally, with everyone's full cooperation.
A raging tongue of fire rose into the sky.
The originally dark night was directly illuminated by this tongue of fire like day.
Seeing this, Chen Xiaoxiu was also relieved and returned to the camp.
For a while, the rat tide and the soldiers in the camp looked at each other strangely.
Strangely, although these mutant mice did not dare to pass through the fire, they did not leave.
Instead, wait in the fire surround.
Seeing this, Chen Xiaoxiu had a bad premonition psychologically.
Combined with the strange movements of today's mutant mice, Chen Xiaoxiu always has a feeling that the wind and rain are coming....