The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

On the west city wall, Wang Dawu was holding a Type 82 assault rifle and shooting at the surging tide of zombies under the wall with full concentration.

After half an hour of fighting, even though he had tried very hard to follow the captain's instructions and put the butt of the rifle against his shoulder, his bones still ached from the huge recoil.

Every time he pulled the trigger, the butt of the gun was like a pile driver, hammering at his thin shoulders!

If he continued like this, he felt that he might not be able to wait until the next troop rotation before he would suffer a bone fracture!

This forced him to secretly reduce the frequency of firing in order to alleviate the impact of the butt of the gun on his shoulder.

Sure enough, after reducing the firing frequency, Wang Dawu’s shoulder pain soon felt greatly relieved.

Just as he was observing the movements of his teammates on both sides and secretly congratulating himself on his cleverness, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his stomach as if his intestines were being torn apart!

It was like a meteor hammer covered with iron nails and barbs, smashing his internal organs into pieces!

The pain was beyond his endurance and almost made him faint!

Before the hand that was holding the trigger could release, the man tumbled to the ground. As his body moved, the bullets fired from the muzzle jumped around like a drunk!

puff puff~

However, in the blink of an eye, the two teammates around him were shot and fell to the ground before they could react. One of them was shot in the jaw and his head exploded!

The teammate who was staring at the zombies below and shooting at them only reacted after being sprayed with red and white brain matter!

At this time, Wang Dawu was already lying on the ground in pain like a earthworm, twisting wildly.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

A violent vomiting sound was heard, and Wang Dawu seemed to be vomiting out his heart, liver, spleen and lungs that were smashed by the meteor hammer all at once.

At this time, Jia Daiquan, wearing a chemical protective suit, had come to the edge of the crowd. After taking a look at the body with a headshot on the ground, his attention quickly shifted to Wang Dawu.

Because of the sealed protective suit, Wang Dawu's vomit did not fall on the ground, but mixed with tears and snot and all over the mask!

Through the mask, the moment Jia Daiquan could barely see Wang Dawu's vomit, his pupils subconsciously shrank.

Wang Dawu's vomit looked like the snot from his nose after a severe cold, extremely yellow and pus-filled, and extremely sticky.

However, what shocked Jia Daiquan was not the disgusting thing, but the fact that it was moving!

It was wriggling on Wang Dawu's mask like a piece of slime! !

Do not!

It's not vomit moving!

Instead, there were thousands and countless transparent velvety things wriggling in the vomit!

They wriggle together like waves, creating the illusion that vomit is wriggling!

When someone shone a tactical flashlight on it, even the stringy saliva hanging from the corners of Wang Dawu's mouth was not saliva, but real "silk"!

The scene at the moment made Jia Daiquan feel like he was struck by lightning, and he almost couldn't stand!

"Isn't this the mycelium on the corpse of the zombie in front of us?!"

Is it really contagious? ? Are there really people who are infected! ? How many people on this wall have been infected? ?

One problem after another weighed on Jia Daiquan like a mountain, weighing him down to the point where he could hardly breathe.

He subconsciously looked up and looked around the entire city wall, looking at the surviving militiamen with simple protection, and a chill rose in his heart...

The collapse of heaven and earth is before our eyes!

"Ugh~~"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! It hurts! It hurts so much!!”

..

Sure enough, just when he felt something was wrong, another person fell down not far away!

Oops!

However, before he finished speaking, like dominoes, the surviving militiamen on the city wall fell to the ground like shrimps!

Ugh~~

Ugh~~

...

Suddenly, when the whole scene fell into complete chaos, the intercom on Jia Daiquan’s chest rang!

zizizi~~

"Report to the commander, there is chaos on the northern wall defense line, a large number of surviving militiamen are lying on the ground vomiting, the situation is unclear!"

"Report to the commander, the eastern wall defense line is in chaos, a large number of surviving militiamen have lost their combat effectiveness, the defense line is in danger!!"

"Report...."

"Everyone in the city defense force, calm down and listen to my orders!" Jia Daiquan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down quickly.

His thoughts raced, and he quickly figured out the core issue at hand!

The most important thing at the moment is not the large-scale infection of the survivors and militia, but how to stabilize the city wall defense line when the defense forces are paralyzed on a large scale!

To put it bluntly, between a few thousand and a hundred thousand, you don’t have to think about which one is more important!

What’s more, the order to defend the Zhanjiang gathering place was given by the leader himself!

"Next, we will abandon the city defense army organization and return to our air assault brigade organization. All battalions and companies will take up the defense mission on the city wall according to their original combat positions!"

"Don't worry about anything else. I only have one request: defend the city wall!"

"Anyone who interferes with this mission will be shot on the spot!"

Looking at the chaotic scene, Jia Daiquan decisively took ruthless measures to cut the Gordian knot!

Indecisiveness leads to disaster!

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

...

As Jia Daiquan's order was passed down, the defense lines on all four sides of the city wall began to change rapidly!

"First Battalion, First Company, initial battle position on the south wall! Quick, quick, quick!!!"

"2nd Company! Everyone in 2nd Company, abandon the current organization and return to the original battle positions! Quick, quick, quick!"

...

Tap tap tap tap~

Tap tap tap tap~~

The sound of gunfire on the city wall suddenly weakened, replaced by bursts of dense and crisp sounds of combat boots tapping on the ground.

Amidst the rapid shouts, teams of air assault brigade soldiers wearing rubber gas masks and digital jungle camouflage protective clothing ran at full speed, regardless of the suffocating and lung-bursting feeling brought by the gas masks!

They passed through the thick smoke, their bodies carrying whistling air currents and rolling up obvious vortices. Their big eyes, protruding noses, and gas masks made them look like evil spirits traveling through hell!

"Let go!! First warning! Let go!" A loud shout suddenly came from a certain section of the city wall.

While rushing to the battle position, a soldier from a certain company of the Air Assault Brigade was hugged tightly by a surviving militiaman who was rolling on the ground. The soldier's disposable raincoat "protective suit" had been completely torn, and he was crying hideously:

“Save me! Save me!! Ahhh~ I’m in so much pain!! Save me!! Please!! I beg you!! I want to live!! I want to live! I still have a wife and children!! I can’t die!! Ahhh~~”

Facing the wailing of the militia soldiers, the soldiers of the Air Force Brigade showed some pity in their eyes, but they continued to shout loudly:

"Let me go! Second warning!"

The soldier spoke very quickly, and the precarious defense line on the city wall urged him on almost all the time!

Every second he delays, the 100,000 people behind him will be in danger!

If the defense line collapsed because of him, he would probably never forgive himself!

However, the surviving militiamen seemed to be in so much pain that they could not hear any sound, just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and refusing to let go!

"Third warning!"

As soon as the words fell, the air assault brigade soldiers' eyes turned fierce.

Click!

Open the insurance!

Bang bang bang! !

After the gunshot, the air assault brigade soldier suddenly pulled out his right leg and ran towards the section his class was in charge of without looking back. The other air assault brigade soldiers following him just took a look and stepped over coldly.

The surviving militiamen who were shot dead lay on their backs on the rough and cold tiles of the city wall, with a few small holes on their foreheads. As the scarlet blood seeped out from the back of their heads, a look of relief gradually appeared on their faces...