Chapter 241: Is This How You All Fight?
The number of people dispatched with the vehicles had increased.
It was no longer one person per vehicle; the co-driver seat was also equipped with accompanying personnel to handle unexpected emergencies.
With the current number of people in the shelter, they could make some arrangements.
On the bus.
Li Yanhong held the steering wheel, glanced at Wu Heng beside her, and said, "I contacted the Flame God Shelter; they currently have no plans to trade ammunition."
Previously, feeling that grenades were very useful, Wu Heng intended to have Li Yanhong get some from the Flame God Shelter.
But now it seemed that the other party did not intend to sell them easily.
The reason wasn't hard to guess.
The Flame God Shelter's current status was not only because Ma Zhiyong had awakened supernatural abilities but also largely due to their armored vehicles and modern weapons.
Not only could they solve problems in crises,
but they were also enough to deter other shelters.
There is a big difference between having weapons and not having them.
It's normal that they don't plan to trade now; who would exchange ammunition without special needs?
Wu Heng nodded, "It's okay; when they need supplies, they will naturally trade with us."
Li Yanhong responded with a "Hmm," indicating she thought the same.
She continued, "By the way, the main station has released some new information; the content is quite shocking."
"What's up?"
"They said that, according to tests, the strength and speed of ordinary zombies have increased by about 40% compared to before, and they may continue to improve."
Wu Heng frowned.
He knew that zombies were gradually becoming stronger.
Because now, after ordinary zombies were converted, their levels appeared as Level 2 and Level 3.
This meant their attributes had also improved.
And the main station had obviously done some tests, providing more accurate data.
It seemed that zombies worldwide were improving.
This was not good news for survivors.
Zombies were evolving over time, but human awakening still showed no significant progress.
"Did the main station mention any countermeasures?"
"They suggested that shelters accelerate clearing nearby zombies; delaying will make them harder to kill later. They also urged local disaster response commands to rescue surrounding survivors," Li Yanhong said, then added, "Also, many shelters are ordering crossbows from us; they probably plan to clear out zombies."
Last time, the Flame God Shelter exchanged for ten of the strong crossbows.
Li Yanhong had only two left in her hands, which she kept for herself.
Even if she wanted to sell, she had nothing to sell.
"Hmm, I'll think of a way about this," Wu Heng said.
He was about to be transferred away.
He didn't know if he could catch the first batch of crossbows being made.
The convoy continued forward.
Zombies started to increase.
On both sides of the road, zombies were continuously attracted by the convoy, swarming onto the road, banging into the vehicles.
Even with added rear steel plates, the vehicles shook incessantly under the pounding.
Li Yanhong took out the walkie-talkie and asked, "Any issues with the lead and tail vehicles?"
Soon, replies came through the walkie-talkie, "Lead vehicle is fine, can continue forward."
"Tail vehicle is a bit bumpy, but not a big problem."
The convoy drivers were veterans who had been out with Wu Heng many times and had seen hordes of zombies multiple times.
Facing the pounding of zombies, their tones didn't fluctuate much.
Li Yanhong continued pressing the walkie-talkie, "Prepare to slow down and clear zombies after approaching the intersection."
"Roger!"
The lead vehicle accelerated, and the entire convoy began to move forward quickly.
......
The convoy continued advancing a few hundred meters against the zombie horde.
The lead vehicle sent a signal and began to slow down.
The convoy pulled over; the skeleton army quickly jumped off the truck beds, charging towards the surrounding approaching zombie horde.
At the same time, the spear-wielding skeletons swiftly formed formations, quickly facing the horde chasing from behind.
Wu Heng opened the car door and glanced back.
He ordered the big-headed skeleton still sitting in the car, "Spear skeletons, prepare to throw spears."
Clatter~!
The spear skeletons forming formations took off the throwing spears hanging on them, readying their throwing stances.
"Release!"
Whoosh~!
Iron spears fell like raindrops from overhead.
The chasing zombie horde fell in swathes, trampled into mush by the zombies behind them.
"Continue to release..."
Whoosh~ Whoosh!
Iron spears kept falling, and the zombie horde kept collapsing.
When the spears were all thrown,
The zombie horde directly pounced on the spear phalanx, starting fierce combat.
......
The veterans from the auto repair shop were not surprised by the scene before them.
Taking the opportunity while parked, they drank water and ate food to replenish their strength.
But the new people who had joined and come along were starting to tremble in their legs, unable to suppress their inner panic.
So many zombies!
Are they really going to fight head-on like this?
And using cold weapons.
"Are you cold?" Qiangzi looked at the bespectacled man in the passenger seat.
He wasn't very old, looked scholarly, holding a machete that kept trembling in his hand, his eyes looking back through the rearview mirror.
"Not cold..." The bespectacled man swallowed saliva, "Can we win this?"
Qiangzi unscrewed his water bottle, took a sip, and said, "What kind of talk is that? If we couldn't win, why would the convoy stop? To die?"
"I didn't mean that; it's just... there are too many of them."
"How did your shelter deal with zombie hordes before?"
"Zombie hordes?" The bespectacled man looked puzzled, "You all deal with zombie hordes?"
"Of course. How do you think the passenger station over there was cleared out?" Qiangzi said.
Just as the bespectacled man was about to speak, they heard a creak.
The driver's door opened, and Qiangzi leaned out entirely, looking back.
"Whoa~! Brother Qiang, are you crazy? What if you get bitten?" The bespectacled man exclaimed, reaching out to pull his waistband.
"Hey, don't pull my shorts, you pervert!"
"Sister Hong told us not to get out of the car!"
"I'm collecting material; what do you know?"
"Bro, I have a weak heart; please close the door!"
......
As the battle continued.
The number of zombies decreased, gradually leaving only some scattered ones charging forward.
They were chopped down head-on by skeletons wielding war hammers and battle axes, decapitating them.
Zombie corpses filled the entire street.
The thick smell of blood was overwhelming.
Wu Heng ordered to clean the battlefield; the skeletons immediately took action, starting to move the corpses.
He sat back in the bus.
Li Yanhong took out a tablet, pulled up an offline map, and said, "Turn right at the intersection ahead, then go a bit further, and we'll reach 'Bifeng Shopping Plaza.'"
Wu Heng took the map and glanced at it.
With a thought, the ghost 'Xiaoxiao' flew out of his body.
She floated sideways in mid-air, looking at him, "What's up?"
"Xiaoxiao, do you see that intersection ahead?"
"Ah!"
"Turn right, and there's a plaza; go see if there's any danger," Wu Heng said directly.
"Okay!"
Xiaoxiao didn't waste words, directly phased through the bus, disappearing from sight.
The convoy waited in place for a while.
Xiaoxiao turned around and flew back.
"Lots of zombies!"
"Hmm, let me see!" Wu Heng said.
Xiaoxiao nodded and went back into his body.
In his mind, the scene Xiaoxiao had just seen appeared immediately.
After turning right at the intersection, many zombies appeared along the way, and as they progressed, the closer they got to the plaza, the more zombies there were.
When reaching the sky above the plaza, zombies were already swarming below.
Among them were zombies wearing bulletproof vests, still holding rifles.
With stiff movements, their fingers occasionally pulled the triggers, bullets banging into the ground.
Causing a commotion among the nearby zombie horde.
On the roadside of the plaza, there was a military green off-road vehicle and two military trucks parked.
The trucks had canvas canopies at the back, which were relatively well-preserved.
Wu Heng released 'Xiaoxiao' again, letting her continue to keep watch around.
Li Yanhong asked, "How is it up ahead?"
"There are military trucks, and some zombies are carrying firearms." He paused and speculated, "It might have been a rescue team trying to resolve the crowd, but something went wrong, and they were left here."
Even now, many shelters or survivors without even radio are still waiting for rescue teams to appear.
It seems that even forming small groups, it's challenging to carry out rescue operations under the current circumstances.
Instead, bases like the Flame God Shelter or the auto repair shop can take in some nearby survivors.
Li Yanhong sighed and asked, "What do we do now?"
"We're not far from the plaza; let's leave the convoy here and take the skeletons over."
"Okay!"
"Did we bring Molotov cocktails on the car?"
"Yes!"
"Have people bring them down."
"Alright!"
Li Yanhong picked up the walkie-talkie and explained the next plan to everyone in the convoy.
Then she and Wu Heng got off the bus together.
Soon, several drivers brought down boxes of Molotov cocktails packed in beer boxes.
Wu Heng directly stored them in his spatial ring.
......
The skeleton army put down their task of moving corpses.
They began to quickly assemble in the middle of the road.
Forming a skeleton army that blocked the entire road.
At Wu Heng's command, they stepped over scrapped vehicles and corpses along the way and began to advance.
At the intersection ahead, they turned right.
The appearance of the skeleton army immediately attracted the attention of the zombies.
The zombies on the road let out angry roars, and like a chain reaction, the zombies behind all turned around, continuing to roar.
More and more zombies were attracted over.
Gradually forming a dense zombie horde, with no end in sight.
Bang bang bang~!
A burst of gunfire sounded from the zombie horde; zombies waving their claws pulled triggers, knocking down swaths of zombies around them.
At the same time, it was like a signal.
The zombie horde surged like a torrent, charging over fiercely.
"Throw spears! Release!"
Whoosh~!
Iron rain fell.
The zombie horde collapsed in pieces, and those wobbling and trying to stand up were trampled into mush by the zombies running behind.
After several rounds of throwing spears, large numbers of zombies had fallen.
But more zombies were still charging forward.
Soon, like waves, they pounced on the frontmost skeletons.
Roars, sounds of weapons slashing, and gunfire mixed within the zombie horde filled the entire space.
......
Wu Heng took out boxes of Molotov cocktails.
Without lighting them, he directly handed them to the skeletons 'Skull-Crusher,' 'Battle Axe,' and a few others beside him, "Throw them into the zombie horde."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!
Glass bottles kept flying out, smashing into the zombie horde.
While knocking down large numbers of zombies, the glass bottles shattered.
After all were thrown, Wu Heng directly cast [Fireball] above the zombie horde.
The fireball exploded in the sky, flames falling into the zombie horde.
Whoosh~!
Blazing flames rose, rapidly spreading around.
Blocking the entire street horizontally, zombies kept passing through the fire, continuing to attack the skeletons.
[Grease Spell] has a certain casting distance and needs to be released closer to the front of the skeletons.
They had missed the time to cast it earlier, but gasoline bombs could achieve better effects.
The raging fire kept rising, engulfing zombies one by one.
Wu Heng looked at 'Hunter One' behind him and said, "Find a spot to eliminate those holding guns; don't let them enter the fire."
Hunter One quickly left with his gun, climbing to the second-floor platform of a shop on the side.
He didn't use a sniper rifle but set up an ordinary rifle and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
With precise shots, he killed the zombies holding weapons.