Xiao Ming was the last one to stand on the second floor.
Jenny directed the marines to stop, block the stairs, and fire downwards with the flamethrower squad as the vanguard.
This kind of commercial staircase has one side against the wall, the other side is sandwiched between the wall, and the top of the head is the bottom of the stairs leading to the third floor.
It is like a pocket-shaped position, which can be said to be easy to defend but difficult to attack.
However, because the corridor is very wide and can accommodate eight or nine people walking side by side, and the floors are high and the slope is gentle, the offensive of the nuclear zombies exceeds the intensity just now on the ice.
At the same time, because the heavy machine guns were thrown downstairs, the Marines' firepower was far less intense than before.
Countless bullets were seen hitting the middle of the burning nuclear corpses, like hitting a burning river, stirring up flowers of blood, but not affecting the flow of the river at all.
Jenny gave another order, and the soldiers all retreated back.
Only Xiao Ming didn't understand and still stood there.
"Commander, back up quickly, the stairs are about to be blasted."
After hearing Jenny's prompt, Xiao Ming came to his senses and hurriedly left the stairs.
It turns out that the engineer squad had installed explosives on the stairs in advance.
Once they retreated, they would blow up the stairs to increase the difficulty of a nuclear zombie attack.
As soon as the firepower was reduced, the heads of the nuclear corpses, which were burned to the point of exposing their skulls, poked out of the stairs, roaring like devils from hell.
With a bang, dust flew up everywhere, along with countless pieces of flesh and blood, sprayed into the air on the second floor, and a layer of blood rain fell.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, burnt odor and gunpowder smoke, which made several female soldiers vomit. .
Xiao Ming was relatively close and was covered in blood.
He sniffed with enjoyment and felt that his blood was boiling.
It was happiest to be a warrior, just killing the enemy without thinking too much.
The soldiers also came back again, surrounding the stairwell that had turned into a big hole.
From a high position, they fired, breathed fire, and threw grenades with full firepower to avenge the fallen brothers.
In this way, a relative terrain advantage is formed, which is safer than the position on the first floor.
As long as the troops are concentrated, one side can be defended.
Xiao Ming felt that he had made a mistake.
If two heavy machine guns were set up here, the effect would be much greater.
Unfortunately, the position on the second floor was located on the other side of the wall, at the entrance to the stairs from the second to the third floor.
It was guarded by security teams.
Although they heard the fierce gunshots here, they did not come to help because they The task is to hold the position.
Xiao Ming looked at the time and his heart skipped a beat.
Only fifty minutes had passed.
The first floor was lost too quickly.
Romance He had accurately calculated that he would have to hold on to each floor for at least eighty minutes.
From the first floor to the ninth floor, it would take exactly twelve hours to hold on until night and achieve the final victory.
He thought about who had ordered the retreat just now, and then remembered that he was the one who ordered the retreat.
He frowned.
He, the commander, was a bit blind.
He walked to Jenny and said, "There is no reason why we have to guard the second floor until half past nine."
Jenny was stunned for a moment, then nodded, understanding that the position on the first floor had been abandoned too quickly, and they could only make up for the lost time on the second floor.
She yelled, telling the soldiers to hold on to this level for a while longer. gtHowever, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
I saw the group of nuclear corpses under the big hole rising higher and higher, with a bulge in the middle, which was shocking.
Xiao Ming intuited that this was "their" new tactic, so he picked up a submachine gun and aimed at the center of the bulge and fired wildly.
But the one who was crazier than him was the other party.
The bulge of the nuclear corpses suddenly exploded, spraying out strings of nuclear corpses like a fountain.
They spread their teeth and claws in the air and flew toward the warriors at the entrance of the cave.
The flamethrower squad soldiers in the front row were unable to dodge and were knocked to the ground one after another.
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A gap suddenly appeared in the fire network.
The soldiers behind were a little confused and didn't know where to shoot.
Jenny tried to save her comrades and fired continuously.
She just killed a nuclear corpse that was jumping on the soldier.
Before he could get up, he was suppressed by several more nuclear corpses.
There was an explosion, and the soldier and the nuclear corpse on his body were blown to pieces.
It turned out that he had fired the grenade on his body.
At this time, more and more enemies were sprayed out from the fountain of nuclear zombies.
The soldiers retreated step by step, and their guns were fired at random.
Seeing more and more casualties, Jenny shouted loudly in both Chinese and English: "Retreat" Xiao Ming couldn't blame Jenny.
There was still a position behind him.
It was right to preserve his strength and not fight head-on with the enemy.
Otherwise, in the end, the position would still be there but the people would be gone.
After he cut them off with the Wanxiang Sword as usual, soldiers around him were knocked down by the enemy from time to time, because the terrifying fountain of nuclear corpses had surged up and turned into a vortex that could swallow everything.
The Marines formed a fan formation and retreated while fighting.
They were only a few dozen meters away from the security team's position.
In just a few dozen meters, more than a dozen soldiers were killed.
Explosions sounded continuously in the whirlpool of nuclear corpses, and the soldiers all knew that each sound represented the life of a comrade.
They unanimously chose the least painful way to die, and died together with the enemy with grenades.
As soon as Xiao Ming and the last group of soldiers jumped into the security team's position, they heard several loud noises, and the front end of the nuclear zombie vortex was shattered.
It turned out that several security guards were carrying portable recoilless rifles on their shoulders and were firing cross-fire.
Artillery shells curbed the enemy's offensive.
Aren't these recoilless rifles abandoned on the ninth floor?
The security team dared to take them down and use them privately.
However, they did play a very timely blocking role.
Xiao Ming saw the security guard commanding the artillery, his eyebrows were like daggers and his eyes were like torches.
He was Da Ju, who was once the strongest brother.
The security guards who carried the artillery and loaded the ammunition were all familiar brothers.
Class 7901 had invisibly turned into a non-combatant.
Force gunnery squad.
His heart warmed and his eyes showed admiration.
Only Daju dared not follow the rules.
The two brothers were actually the same kind of people at heart, but Daju was more realistic than him.
Although the destructive power of the recoilless rifle is great and will destroy the architectural structure of the fortress, if the owner of the fortress is gone, what use will it be, no matter how intact it is?
The heavy machine guns deployed by the security team also sounded "click-click-click", and several powerful firepowers were fired back and forth, interrupting the reassembled group of nuclear corpses.
Xiao Ming saw the North team taking off their bunker hats again, with murderous looks on their faces, and personally wielding a heavy machine gun, fighting happily.
The withdrawn Marines also stabilized their position under Jenny's command and rejoined the battle.
Amidst the intensive gunfire, bullet casings jingled on the ground, quickly accumulating on one floor.
Xiao Ming assessed the situation, and the Marines and Security Forces joined forces.
The firepower was doubled, and they should be able to hold on longer.
He called the command center: "Old demon, what's going on with the nuclear corpses outside?"
Yaotou replied: "The situation is as you expected.
They are pouring into the fortress continuously.
Some of them tried to climb the wall, but they were blocked by the glacier and snow walls."
Xiao Ming decided in his mind whether the enemy had been invited in, whether he would eat "them" or be eaten by "them" would depend on his strength.
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The second floor held on for longer than expected, and the credit for this belongs to Class 7901 led by Da Ju.
Those recoilless cannons played a great role, even though the ground was riddled with holes.
"Xiao Ming, there is a situation.
The ground in front of the position seems to be collapsing."
Yaotou urgently sounded the alarm.
Yaotou's words faded, and there was only a loud bang.
The group of nuclear corpses gathered in front of the position collapsed completely, and dust filled the air.
The soldiers didn't know what was going on.
Seeing that most of the enemies had disappeared, they cheered together.
However, when the dust cleared, a horrifying scene appeared.
An unprecedentedly large hole appeared in the fractured ground.
It was the area where the recoilless artillery bombardment was concentrated.
The group of nuclear corpses that had disappeared reappeared, and their number increased.
There are many, and the center bulges, forming the nuclear corpse fountain you just saw, but it is larger in scale, reaching the ceiling, and rapidly expanding to both sides.
That momentum could fill the entire second floor.
In fact, that's exactly what "they" did.
The soldiers all took a breath of air, concentrated their firepower, and aimed at the center of the nuclear zombie fountain.
However, all the firepower pales in comparison in front of this unprecedented fountain of nuclear corpses.
Countless bullets hit it, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction.
When Xiao Ming saw the nuclear zombie fountain crashing down from the ceiling, like a giant wave that was about to cover the position, he shouted in a panic: "Retreat, retreat quickly."
Jenny also yelled, and more than a hundred soldiers from the Marine Corps and the Security Team swarmed back up the stairs.
Everyone knew that if you slow down, you can only pull off the grenade to get a good result.
Xiao Ming naturally stayed behind, but saw that there was another person on the position, still holding a heavy machine gun and firing.
He pulled out a long bullet chain from the bullet box on the side, and sprayed out dazzling tongues of fire against the wave of nuclear corpses.
It was the North Team's luck that his blockade bought precious time for the soldiers to retreat.
Otherwise, if the huge wave came down, the consequences would be disastrous.
How could Xiao Ming abandon his most beloved captain, rush to his side, raise his knife and shout: "Captain, get out quickly, I'll cover you" The North Team didn't even look back, their arms shook with the heavy machine guns, and they cursed amidst the "click-click" gunshots: "Boy, if you still think I'm the captain, just get the hell out of here.
You can live without me, but you can't live without me." you" "Captain" Xiao Ming burst into tears.
At this moment, he saw another tall soul besides Qin Wu and his father, a soul that made him feel ashamed.
"Boy, soldiers should die on the battlefield.
You hurry up and don't let my death be meaningless."
The voice of the North Team was deafening and resounded in Xiao Ming's ears.
"Captain" Xiao Ming cried out and turned around.
In the corner of his eye for the last time, the fearless figure of the North Team facing the huge wave of nuclear corpses, holding a heavy machine gun and firing, was forever fixed in his mind and solidified in his mind. in his heart In this collapsed, nearly destroyed world, it is precisely because of the existence of people like Captain that human struggle has a glimmer of meaning, and the brilliance of humanity has a spark of inheritance: