Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 474 - 32 Full line collapse

Chapter 474: Chapter 32 Full line collapse

Beastman soldiers surged out of the earth like moles, filling up the entire frontline trenches and mounting an onslaught on the remaining forts. More vicious and deadly than any rodent, they assaulted the fort relentlessly. Witnessing the battlefield from above, it is like a relentless beating on the fort.

Like stepchildren who nobody cares for, the suicide bomber slaves of the Beastmen emerged from the ground and launched themselves recklessly towards the human points of firepower, demonstrating extreme savagery.

Human soldiers retaliated with gunfire against these suicide bomber slaves who had no idea how to hide. As such, clusters of explosive flames erupted and with the sound of gunshots, they became the main theme on the battlefield.

The wind scattered fragments of flesh and blood torn apart by the explosions, painting the frontline a bloody red, imbued with the breath of death.

Being on the frontline, soldiers like Tang Zheng were nothing more than cannon fodder. The Beastmen’s tactics resembled the "Frog jump strategy". They would surge in, attack all sides, set up defenses if they occupied the forts, and fend off the returning enemy. If they failed, well, failure meant death. The Beastmen appeared to be devoted to the war, completely fearless of death.

Seeing around fifteen Beastmen soldiers, Li Meilian froze in her tracks and fell to the ground overwhelmed by helplessness. Her whole field of view was filled with enemies and combat zones. She had no idea where to flee to.

Li Muqing managed to open fire and retaliate to some extent when she had allowed herself be fatalistic. In the end, they were all on a path leading to death, so she might as well take down as many enemies with her as possible.

An Ping was panting heavily from exhaustion. He couldn’t help anyone, and as An Ning had no legs and weak arms, it was entirely up to him to carry her. This extreme rocking caused his wound to split open, and An Ping wasn’t doing well either, with fresh blood seeping out of the wound inflicted by a female high school student.

"Why aren’t you running?" Tang Zheng was shooting and jumped into a bomb crater, looking at the three people squatting in it. He grumbled, "Every second counts now."

"But there are Beastmen everywhere." Li Meilian grimaced, a sense of despair crawling onto her face.

"We can’t just wait for death. I’ll clear the way, you guys follow," Tang Zheng ordered, and before he had even finished his sentence, he had dashed out. His chainsaw gun fired frequently, scattering a squad of Beastmen who were besieging a fort. In an instant, seven or eight of them lay fallen. Naturally, this efficient killing attracted retaliatory fire.

When Tang Zheng rolled into a bomb crater, he pressed the ammo clip release button, caught an ammo clip from his tactical vest with his left hand, quickly loaded it with a click, and two seconds later, crawled out of the crater to continue providing suppressive fire.

Although he only had a chainsaw gun, the automatic fire feature was very powerful. Tang Zheng was fighting spiritedly. However, the consumption of bullets and the number of kills did not meet expectations.

Fearing enough to sense that Tang Zheng was suppressing the Beastmen, Li Meilian and the others followed closely behind him. Straggling at this point would definitely mean death.

The three remaining soldiers in the fort were impressed by Tang Zheng’s tenacity. They immediately abandoned their posts, dropped several hand grenades, and took advantage of the smoke produced by the explosions to slip through the siege to follow Tang Zheng. Now, even an imbecile would understand that once besieged, they were bound to become fodder for the Beastmen. Reinforcements? That was nothing but a lie to send the cannon fodder to their death.

Tang Zheng would love to have more bait to draw the fire of the Beastmen. Indeed, at this time, in addition to depending on experience and equipment to avoid bullets, luck also played a part. A soldier was struck in the left leg by a stray bullet and instantly became crippled. He let out a sharp cry as he fell to the ground, face down. But the leading figure didn’t respond. He was determinedly sprinting, and those behind him were even less than likely to stop. They simply jumped over his prone body and continued running.

The one who used the most bullets was Tang Zheng. By the time he was a hundred meters away from the large fort they had seen the day before, he had already emptied six ammo clips. Perhaps the only benefit was that the lesser weight allowed him to move faster. Since his gunfire kept the Beastmen in hiding, the nine people following him were much safer. During these ten or so minutes, a few more followers with quick wit joined them.

However, this group’s luck had run out. They initially thought they could have some rest at the large fort, but what they saw instead was a large group of Beastmen and hundreds of suicide bomber slaves laying siege to it. The intense sound of explosions was endless.

The camp leader, who was holed up in the fort, had a grim face. After wiping off the sweat from his forehead, he ordered the detonation of the bombs they had newly buried around the fort.

There was a thunderous explosion, and a large area of suicide bomber slaves and the hidden grenadiers were blown away in an instant. The camp leader was a cunning person; he had buried remote control bombs over a wide range.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief. They were safe for now.

"Run, run!" Tang Zheng yelled, dragging Li Muqing as they sprinted. He ignored the soldiers who instinctively slowed down. Looking at the current situation, those Beastmen were obviously bent on a strong offense today. It was unlikely that they would withdraw troops just because of this minor setback. The key now was to take the opportunity to escape.

"You guys come back here, or I’ll shoot you." A soldier standing in the center of the fort yelled angrily at Tang Zheng and his group. He was irritated that they had not stopped to act as reserve soldiers, but had instead chosen to flee.

"Kill them." The smug battalion commander spat out and removed the wind discipline button; he couldn’t allow these guys to disrupt the discipline.

But he had no chance. After the remote control bombs had been used, a group of self-destructing slaves who had been hiding underground rushed up and launched a suicide attack. Had it not been for the reinforced concrete used underneath the fort, the burrowing beast could have directly charged through.

"Don’t panic, hold your ground." Ammunition was plentiful, these suicide bomber slaves were simply trash soldiers, so the commander was confident. But after shouting a couple of times, his face suddenly turned pale, and his quivering lips didn’t know what to do.

In total, four squads were sacrificed here. The beastman commander got mad and dispatched ten elite beastman guards. These guys were equipped with a mechanical explosive smoke crossbow and a heavy assault rifle, covered in alloy armor and wearing an alloy face mask. They even had two revolvers as spare weapons around their waist, and on their backs, they carried a large machete. They were like killing machines wrapped in metal cans. The chainsaw gun just made a sound on them, without a soldier’s sniper cannon, you couldn’t move them half an inch.

The soldiers who were still around the fort preparing to get in, whose brains were the most nimble, did not wait for an order, they just ran, faster than rabbits.

"Use the sniper cannon quickly, don’t let them charge." The commander didn’t care about the deserters anymore, he screamed hysterically. Cold sweat pourd from his forehead, uncontrollably wiping sweat off his face.

A shell with a burning tail spun towards the guard running at the front. Despite the guard’s body being weighed down by more than three hundred pounds, he was incredibly agile. As he dodged to the side, he surprisingly raised his rifle and shot, exploding the shell. The explosive wave rolled over him without causing any damage; the random bullet fragments hitting the armor made a dull sound of ’ding’ and ’dong’.

The four-man team behind took off their crossbows, loaded smoke bombs, and shot. The whole process had no extra movements and took less than two seconds. The red smoke immediately enveloped the large fort.

During the time human soldiers took to put on gas masks, they threw high-explosive bombs at the fort, blasting a hole in it. They then rushed in, causing a bloodbath on the first floor of the fort. Moments later, it looked like a slaughterhouse just after the butchering of pigs, with severed limbs and blood everywhere, painting the whole scene deep red.

The commander and the small soldiers who were just yelling about executing Tang Zheng couldn’t escape and were beaten into mush, none of the others made it out.

The guard team continued to chase the enemy, and a team of beastman soldiers occupied the fort. While setting up defenses, they casually grabbed the chunks of meat on the ground and stuffed them in their mouths, chewing with relish. Their hearty laughter rose high above the battlefield, nearly piercing the eardrums of humans.

Human soldiers fled in panic, resisting for only less than twenty minutes before completely collapsing. There was no turning back, and everywhere you looked there were unlucky souls being chased by beastmen.

But those who fell behind were even worse. Because the soldiers near the frontline abandon the fort and retreated, letting the beastmen take over, Tang Zheng and the others who arrived later were caught like dumplings. Faced with the strong firepower, they could only hide in bomb craters, unable to raise their heads. After being wiped out by the beastmen, becoming lunch would only be a matter of minutes.

Tang Zheng blew up a beastman’s head, while observing the battlefield to choose the best retreat route, he also had to calculate the remaining bullets and pay attention to the safety of the unlucky ghosts behind him.

Because Tang Zheng’s assault ability is very strong, the soldiers who come across him join in and follow his orders. Everyone knows that only through cooperation can they survive.

"The right side, reinforce the right side." Seeing the man next to him fall, shot in the chest, Tang Zheng had no time to sympathize. He shouted loudly for the soldiers behind him to fill the gap.

This time, people hesitated because too many had died. Every soldier guarding Tang Zheng’s flanks couldn’t last more than thirty seconds before they were killed. This was too cruel.

If Li Muqing hadn’t gotten that protective armor loot last night, she would have been killed too. Several bullets that hit her had turned her face pale.

"They’re not afraid of bullets, let them go and reinforce." An old soldier spotted something wrong with Li Meilian and others, he bellowed out. With one hand holding a gun and the other pushing her, Li Meilian staggered a few steps, almost falling over.

The others also started pulling at their throats, urging them to go and block bullets. They were all just remnants, not from the same unit; no fond feelings to speak of, they would much rather have someone else plug the gap.

"If you don’t listen then get out." Tang Zheng felt his tactical vest; damn it, all the sixteen clips were empty. He threw away the chainsaw gun, took out the thunderstorm gun, and started firing wildly again, but the old soldiers fell silent, not listening to Tang Zheng. They neither moved forward nor left the team.

Just as Tang Zheng was about to speak again, a group of beastman guards who looked like tin cans appeared, rushing straight toward them. It was clear they had realized that these people were too powerful and had come to annihilate them.

The temporary team immediately fell into chaos. After all, everyone knew the overwhelming power of these guards. An old soldier grabbed Li Meilian and pushed her towards the incoming guards, "Hold the line for me." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian.com to vote for the recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)