Zombies unleashed, and the soldiers unleashed their firepower as well.
Thirty soldiers from the second row poured their firepower recklessly into the horde of zombies.
Many of these soldiers in the second row had upgraded to Three Star rank.
A Three Star infantryman carries 1,200 rounds of ammunition!
A Three Star private carries 600 rounds of ammunition!
As the main combat units, these two types of soldiers can easily eliminate hundreds of zombies per person with precise shots, provided the situation is not too chaotic.
Of course, it's impossible to have such a controlled situation. The platform was wide open, and their task was to prevent the zombies from getting close.
Despite the precise shooting from these sharpshooters, zombies continued to be blown apart!
Bloody mist rose within the horde of zombies. Some dropped dead on the spot, some were snapped in half, and some kept crawling even after falling.
The zombie horde kept howling, with its horrifyingly grimacing and snarling faces.
In a team composed of ordinary survivors, this situation would likely cause them to collapse in fear.
But the Red Alert soldiers had no concept of fear. Perhaps they experienced fear in their previous lives, but after being granted new life by the system, they forgot the meaning of fear.
They possessed robust physiques, and there was also a medical team accompanying them. If they were injured in battle, their comrades would come to the rescue.
It could be said that as long as they didn't die, they could be saved, which made them even more fearless.
Bullets flew in crisscrossing trajectories, forming an impenetrable wall of firepower.
On the other side, the zombies kept pouring in. It was normal for Chishui County's station, as a county town, to have several thousand people on a regular day. It was impossible for these few dozen soldiers to quickly eliminate the horde of corpses.
Bodies fell one after another, yet more zombies immediately crawled and rolled forward, relentlessly. The soldiers' firepower was fierce, but they had to keep retreating.
Fortunately, the platform was long enough, providing them with enough space to fall back.
The front-row soldiers fired while the back-row soldiers switched magazines.
When some mutated zombies appeared, the snipers and heavy machine gunners started to demonstrate their prowess, ensuring that the zombies didn't get close.
The distance between the two sides remained around forty meters, and the bodies on the platform began to pile up.
Within the ranks of the soldiers, there were continuous bursts of brilliance, indicating that the soldiers were advancing in rank.
After upgrading, the soldiers' ammunition was fully replenished, and their stamina restored, making them formidable once again.
Xiao Fan and the two platoon leaders behind him watched the performance of the second row.
The scattered flesh, black blood, and gruesome scene no longer had any visual impact on them.
Especially Xiao Fan, after over a month of training, he had become well adapted to the post-apocalyptic world. Such scenes were no longer terrifying to him.
When the sound of gunfire gradually began to sparse, Xiao Fan gave the order.
"Second row, retreat! Third row, take over!"
"Yes! Second row, fall back!"
"Third row, move in and hold the line!"
The soldiers of the second row began to retreat, and as one soldier fell back, another soldier from the third row stepped forward. The transition between the two sides was orderly, something that almost no military could achieve.
The soldiers in the second row rested when they ran out of ammunition, while the soldiers in the third row immediately took their place, and the sound of gunfire became dense once again.
Although the zombies kept charging outward, their numbers were noticeably decreasing.
However, the soldiers' firepower remained undiminished, delivering fierce strikes and swiftly harvesting the lives of the zombies.
The intense battle continued for approximately thirty minutes, and finally, no more zombies appeared inside the waiting room.
Xiao Fan glanced around and immediately gave another order: "Security squad, engineers, artillerymen, and medics, anyone with a gun, move up and provide covering fire. Deploy the military dog unit and try to conserve the soldiers' ammunition."
These non-combat troops immediately took the place of the third platoon soldiers and advanced.
With the decrease in the number of zombies, the military dogs could finally be deployed.
These military dogs rushed into the zombie horde like a pack of wolves, engaging in combat with the zombies.
Ordinary zombies couldn't withstand a single bite from the military dogs. These dogs had undergone special training, surpassing the typical biting behavior of ordinary dogs and exhibiting a more intense bite.
The fragile bones in a human's neck were no match for the military dogs' bite.
As they fought with the military dogs, the advance of the zombie horde came to a halt.
Meanwhile, Xiao Fan's non-combat forces approached, armed with their rifles or handguns, and began precise shooting.
Although the sound of gunfire subsided somewhat, the efficiency of killing did not decrease at all.
Soldiers continued to level up, and the balance of numbers between the two sides started to reverse.
Before the number of zombies exceeded that of the Red Alert soldiers, everything had already been settled.
Shen Ruihui had reached one-star level during this battle. Looking at Xue Ninger, who had also reached one-star level, he secretly competed in his heart, determined not to lose to the female warrior, and to level up before her.
With the final zombie falling, the battle came to an end.
"Engineers, collect the supplies, make sure not to miss any gold or silver jewelry."
The engineers were professionals at this kind of miscellaneous work. They immediately went over and started searching for supplies within the zombie horde.
If they encountered any zombies that hadn't been completely killed, they were also responsible for finishing them off with a shot.
Nearly an hour passed, and the battlefield was cleaned up.
"Commander, the jewelry."
Xiao Fan took the jewelry and directly converted it, unexpectedly obtaining over five thousand gold!
Now the funds in his hands were close to one hundred and ten thousand, but he didn't touch these funds. When it came time to construct the base, large amounts of funds might be needed.
His main task now was to save money.
There were corpses scattered all over the platform, but Xiao Fan wouldn't leave them behind because he already knew some of the rules of zombie evolution.
Zombie evolution mainly relied on feeding and getting close to the meteorite crater. It had been over a month since the apocalypse began, and the energy of the meteorite crater was probably mostly depleted. The remaining means of evolution were through feeding.
Zombies didn't eat their living companions, but they would eat the dead ones. These corpses were a sumptuous feast and couldn't be left for the other zombies.
The intense sound of gunfire might even attract zombies near the square in front of the station, but these zombies didn't understand how to find a path, so they hadn't come for the time being.
Therefore, Xiao Fan gave the order for the flamethrower soldiers to take action and burn all these corpses!
Because the bullets of the Red Alert soldiers are refreshed every day at noon, and it's almost noon now, there's no need to keep too many gasoline bullets.
Several Flamethrower soldiers deployed, and fierce fire dragons swept across the platform, igniting and incinerating the corpses.
The intense burning lasted for about half an hour, reducing the thousands of zombies to charred remains, proving that they had once existed.
Such a big commotion and turmoil not only attracted the attention of the zombies but also caught the notice of some survivors.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!

o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"