395: Point formation

In the communication channel, Qiu Qian paused, then continued, "Personnel who have received the message, please note: you can choose to stay and defend, or you can choose to leave directly. However, subsequent supply airdrops will only be directed towards the points. Once the defense begins, any act of Grab supplies will be severely punished."

In the communication channel, Qiu Qian's voice was calm, but her words, in and out, revealed an undeniable firmness.

"Who is this woman, blabbering on? Stay and defend? Does she want to use us as cannon fodder?"

"Exactly! I'm not doing it! Whoever wants to stay can stay."

Just as most people didn't take Qiu Qian's words seriously, a large number of zombies began to emerge around Point Number One.

Point Number One is approximately one thousand kilometers in a straight line from Beidu, and about eight hundred kilometers from the Linshan Defense Line constructed by the corpse race. The other points are similar, with about eighty kilometers between each point, which will naturally cause a huge obstruction to the corpse race's reinforcement of the Linshan Defense Line.

About an hour after the points were airdropped, the zombie hordes began to surge. For the corpse race, the gathering of personnel at these points was like a thorn in their side, embedded within their controlled territory.

"Team Leader Qiu, it's too fast! We haven't even finished collecting supplies, and the zombie hordes have appeared! To the northwest, people are already engaging in combat!" Zhu Qing's voice came through the earpiece.

"You all guard the communication hub, I'll call for support." As soon as Qiu Qian finished speaking, she saw the vast land covered densely with surging zombies. The zombie hordes seemed to have suddenly emerged from underground.

At this moment, in the Donghai City combat command center, Bai Yan looked at the high-resolution images transmitted by the satellite and was delighted. For so many days, it had been difficult to see large-scale gatherings of zombie hordes. Unexpectedly, as soon as these points were formed, such dense zombie hordes appeared, which was a pleasant surprise.

"Tianquan, analyze and plan the firing lines. Give Point Number One and Point Number Three a wave of bombardment."

"The attack position is behind the enemy forces and will be intercepted by the Ray Zombies," Tianquan said.

"Intercept? Let them intercept. Use fixed points, inertial guidance, and saturation strikes," Bai Yan said.

The base's long-range artillery began to prepare, and missile launchers were pulled out of the underground depot one by one. The satellite began transmitting the coordinates of the bombing area to Tianquan. Soon, the position information was encoded and transmitted wirelessly to the missiles.

The defense line at Point Number One, which had just been constructed, was quickly torn open. The released population consisted almost entirely of ordinary civilians; they had no idea how to fight. After just one engagement, they quickly disengaged, and the defending personnel rapidly contracted their defenses. Before it even started, defeat was already evident.

As the point was compressed, the crowd became denser. Among the zombie legions, a dozen huge zombies opened their blood-filled mouths, like vacuum cleaners, frantically absorbing nitrogen from the air.

The massive bodies of these zombies were like weapon factories. Soon, Nitrogen Bombs, each with a pitch-black carbon shell, were spat out. Immediately after, they were thrown by nearby Throwing Zombies as if they were shot put.

The energetic material exploded the moment it hit the ground. Several Alliance personnel were torn to shreds by the shockwave of the Nitrogen Bomb in their astonishment, instantly turning into clouds of blood mist.

"Team Leader Qiu, they have bombs too! How do we fight this?" Zhu Qing's voice carried a hint of despair, as continuous explosions echoed through her earpiece.

Although the carbon-shelled Nitrogen Bomb had almost no shrapnel damage, its shockwave could kill people within a radius of about 30 meters, making it extremely vicious.

Qiu Qian connected to the regional public channel and said, "Everyone still alive, listen up! Form groups of three to four, spread out, provide mutual cover between groups, and find cover on your own. If you don't want to die, don't gather together."

Qiu Qian also felt quite helpless. Fighting with a group of ordinary people was very unpleasant and was destined to come at the cost of flesh and blood for growth.

Just as she finished speaking, a dozen huge fireballs suddenly rose three kilometers ahead; the long-range precision strike from the base had arrived.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Explosions rose and fell, as dazzling as fireworks, yet bringing endless panic and destruction. Fireballs surged up among the zombie hordes, and the strong shockwaves and high temperatures instantly destroyed the surrounding zombies, but also affected some Alliance personnel.

This concentrated firepower was extremely precise, landing exactly on the zombie horde's side. The rising sea of fire in front temporarily curbed the zombie horde's offensive.

"Team Leader Qiu, I'm Wu Xun, a retired soldier from the former Alliance Third Army Group. I currently have a team of over 1500 people, located at the southeast defense line. We are willing to obey your command."

The precise firepower strike from the East Sea City Base brought hope to everyone and made them realize that they were not fighting alone.

Upon receiving Wu Xun's signal, Qiu Qian's heart stirred, and she immediately responded, "Wu Xun, pass this down: the Alliance will air-drop heavy firepower and ammunition in the next wave. Send me the precise coordinates, and I'll have the heavy-duty airdrop delivered to your location."

"But... I don't know how to use artillery! Team Leader Qiu, ninety percent of our people are ordinary civilians. And I'm not an artilleryman either."

"It's okay if you don't know how to use them. Each artillery piece is equipped with an artillery robot. Your task is just to provide coordinates to the robots and push the shells into the breach."

"Alright, I understand. I'll send you the coordinates immediately."

The zombies also learned to be smarter. A Ray Zombie would have a cooldown period after firing a ray. After losing hundreds of Ray Zombies, the corpse race began pairing Ray Zombies with larger zombie partners.

After a Ray Zombie fired its plasma ray, it would be quickly moved away from its original position by its partner, causing the fixed-point firepower to miss. Both sides were growing, especially the zombies. After being hit by a wave of fixed-point firepower, they immediately learned from humans, forming small teams and advancing in batches.

In Beidu, in the zombie-occupied base's operations conference room, in addition to the Corpse Emperor Jiang Chen, there were also some human converts.

These converts were also discussing countermeasures. Beidu's base intelligent brain was far inferior to that of Donghai City. The technology tree currently pursued by the corpse race focused on using the corpse race itself as weapons, and they lacked air superiority.

Compared to the human side with their planes and cannons, the corpse race side was not just a little bit shabby.

Jiang Chen looked at the personnel in the command room and said, "My dear ministers, given the current situation, how should we fight?"

A human convert bowed slightly and said, "Currently, Alliance technology is developing explosively, and Lu Tianming can continuously provide them with production raw materials. A protracted war is disadvantageous to us."