Wasteland Commander-Chapter 367 - 58: Total Annihilation

The drone from Jiangzhou TV Station was still trying to navigate through the smoke and track the footage.

But they only managed to capture a tank being overturned, before it was shot down on the spot by the approaching mutated birds.

The interruption of the footage panicked He Shihu in the rear command.

Because he saw a tank being overturned and a giant Tyrannosaurus Zombie.

"Not good, this zombie horde has Advanced Zombies, the armored group is in danger!"

He Shihu was startled, he hadn’t expected Level 3 Zombies here.

But now his intelligence was incomplete, he had no idea how many zombies were in the horde or how many Level 3s there were.

However, he knew that at this rate, those tanks might have a hard time returning.

"No, immediate rescue! Armored vehicle units, follow up, fighter jets, deploy!"

He Shihu issued orders one after another, and here, seven to eight hundred armored vehicles were dispatched, followed by fifty warplanes from Jiangzhou City being ordered to the battle.

The ground rumbled with armored vehicles, and soon the hum of planes filled the sky.

The second wave of troops entered under the smoke, attempting to rescue the armored units deep within enemy lines.

On the armored vehicles, anti-aircraft machine guns crazily fired bullets, each armored vehicle housed at least eight soldiers, who opened windows to shoot outside continuously.

Countless golden rains of bullets roared out, falling into the zombie horde, killing an unknown number of zombies.

But the actions of armored vehicles were secondary; true damage to zombies would have to come from airplanes.

All fifty planes were loaded with bombs, and as long as they flew over the zombie horde, dropping these bombs would cause massive casualties.

Jiangzhou TV Station even installed cameras on a leading plane, wanting to capture their bombing of the zombie horde from the pilot’s perspective.

The lead pilot was also Jiangzhou’s ace pilot, flying at the front of the formation.

From the high altitude perspective, viewers watching TV could clearly see the overwhelming, endless zombie horde through the camera.

The sheer quantity was incredibly daunting.

The number of zombies in this horde was enormous, stretching to the horizon; could they really be eliminated one by one?

The pilot was advised to say some words to boost morale and let spectators listen.

Hence, the pilot kept saying: "Look, although these zombies are many, everyone doesn’t need to worry. It’s simply a matter of flying a few more sorties and dropping a few more bombs."

"Oh, ho ho! Mutated birds are coming over, are they trying to stop me? They’re overestimating themselves, my aircraft can fly at a maximum speed of 1.6 Mach. While it’s not incredibly fast, it’s not something these mutated birds can keep up with. I can easily turn at speeds of 500 km/h, let them just taste the jet’s exhaust behind me!"

As the pilot was speaking, suddenly some black mutated birds swooped like lightning!

They were swifts, named rain-swifts.

Before the apocalypse, they were small in size, now they were larger than hawks, and their flight speed had significantly increased.

The pilot, trying to avoid a frontal assault by the mutated bird swarm, turned in the air and was surprisingly overtaken by the rain-swifts!

A huge rain-swift charged directly into the aircraft’s engine!

Clunk clunk~~~!

With the aircraft’s deviation, the engine caught fire immediately!

The pilot panic-strickenly attempted to adjust, while the rain-swifts relentlessly crashed into him.

His flight speed was 500 km/h, equal to the rain-swifts, and during their collision, even the bulletproof glass of the aircraft cracked!

"Not good! I can’t control the aircraft anymore, I need to eject!"

The pilot saw the aircraft had lost control, and he could only activate the ejection system, catapulting from the plane.

Just as the parachute opened, a swarm of mutated birds closed in.

The sky was filled with claws and beaks, bringing the pilot a death of extreme agony.

When the pilot landed, all that was left under the parachute was a skeleton.

And this was not a unique occurrence; every single aircraft faced the same fate.

Swarms of mutated birds came from all directions, and the fifty planes didn’t even manage to fire a few shots before they all crashed.

All pilots were killed, none survived!

This is the consequence of lacking combat experience, even the Dawn Army wouldn’t dare fly so carelessly low in a fight against mutated birds; it was complete suicide.

Unfortunately, the pilots of Jiangzhou were unaware, paying for it with their lives.

As planes crashed one by one, Jiangzhou’s armored vehicles faced a catastrophe.

The self-weight of these armored vehicles was far inferior to tanks; even a King Kong could easily overturn them.

Some armored vehicles managed to kill a few zombies, some had no notable results, merely using their impact to hit some zombies, but once the impact was gone, they were immediately overturned.

Zombies broke through the windows, the sparse rainfall of bullets ceased to have any effect, each armored vehicle became a can of human flesh, leaving only a pale skeleton inside.

This battlefield brought them closer, less than ten kilometers from Red Maple Mountain.

He Shihu saw this, the Jiangzhou troops saw this, and certainly, everyone watching TV saw it too.

The tank cluster is gone, the armored vehicle cluster is gone, all the planes have crashed!

Since when did zombies become so powerful?

He Shihu was dumbfounded for a while, and when he spoke again, he found his voice was already hoarse.

In just a dozen minutes, his voice became raspy, caused by the intense stress.

"Fire! Fire... Fire the guns!"

He ordered to fire again, and after a few minutes, the sound of gunfire rang out once more.

But at this moment, the zombies suddenly accelerated.

Countless Agile Zombies, Mutant Rats, and Mutated Birds, moving at speeds faster than past world sprint champions, rapidly charged towards Red Maple Mountain.

The momentum of dozens or hundreds of thousands of zombies running, made the Jiangzhou garrison tremble uncontrollably.

What was supposed to be an annihilation battle turned into us being annihilated. This huge psychological disparity, was not something ordinary people could bear.

Fortunately, under the command of officers, they finally fired back before the zombies arrived.

In the sky, countless Mutated Birds descended like a blanket, immediately causing casualties on the defense line.

The first time Jiangzhou faced a siege, the zombie hordes hadn’t included Mutated Birds, the Jiangzhou troops lacked experience.

The number of fire extinguishers prepared was insufficient, relying solely on soldiers’ shooting, evidently couldn’t withstand the surprise attack of the Mutated Birds moving even faster than drones.

Countless soldiers were blinded in an instant, some even had their heads snapped off by large Mutated Birds.

Casualties appeared rapidly, and such casualties mostly had no need for rescue.

Because whether injured by zombies or Mutated Birds, the final outcome was turning into a zombie—there were never exceptions.

He Shihu could only order the wounded soldiers to desperately fight the zombie hordes, while quickly sending in reservists.

Numerous soldiers raised their guns towards the sky, killing a large number of Mutated Birds.

Yet at this moment, Mutant Rats also charged to the front line.

The soldiers were forced to split forces to handle the rats, every battle on the front line instantly turned into fierce combat!

The zombie hordes followed the rat tide, delivering a heavy blow to the soldiers.

Among the large number of Agile Zombies, there were many Crawlers, these creatures could cause dozens or hundreds of losses once they broke into the front lines.

Many people were merely injured but knew there was no hope of survival, unwilling to transform into such zombies, they committed suicide with gunshots.

He Shihu’s eyes were red; he organized a Suicide Squad to recklessly press forward, trading lives for the zombies’ lives, grabbing grenades or satchel charges to perish together with the zombies, thus finally holding off the initial wave of the battle.

After this wave passed, the soldiers of Jiangzhou performed slightly better. In the first wave of offense, they paid the price of more than twenty thousand lives, but managed to steady themselves, somewhat adapting to the rhythm of the zombie assault, appearing temporarily safer.

But even before He Shihu could be pleased, catastrophic news arrived.

Mutant Rats broke through the mountain tunnel; the depth of mere tens of meters couldn’t obstruct these burrowing Rats, letting them charge directly out of the tunnel.

This brought a cataclysmic disaster to the artillery position, which was preparing to fire again!

Over three hundred thousand Mutant Rats directly submerged the artillery position, thousands of artillery soldiers turned into bones amidst the rat tide.

Mutant Rats devoured all the artillery soldiers, and gnawed the tires of all troop transports.

This situation directly forced the ten thousand Jiangzhou soldiers on Red Maple Mountain into a dead end; they couldn’t retreat even if they wanted to.

Then the Mutant Rats ascended the mountain from the backside, flanking from the rear.

He Shihu had to split forces to block, unexpectedly a hundred Tyrannosaurus Zombie appeared on the front line.

These Tyrannosaurus Zombies wielded tank turrets as weapons.

Holding barrel tubes, they used turrets like hammers, effortlessly unstoppable.

Moreover, these Tyrannosaurus heads were topped with car shells, completely impervious to blades and guns; no firearms could inflict damage, soldiers collapsed upon encountering them.

Tyrannosaurus Zombies strode onto the battlefield, pounding soldiers into meat patties beneath their turrets.

The meticulous defensive lines built by soldiers, crumbled under the zombie hordes.

Facing such fearless hell creatures, soldiers crumbled, dared not to fight again, choosing to flee en masse.

The defeat was as overwhelming as a landslide, but there was nowhere to run.

Agile Zombies, Mutated Birds, and Beasts, began to chase down Jiangzhou’s defeated soldiers everywhere.

The ten thousand troops collapsed just like that, chased by mobs everywhere, within a short half-hour, the screams on the mountaintop gradually subsided.

He Shihu died, perishing under the fangs of a Mutant Rat.

There was no one left to report the frontline situation, because the journalists had all died.

Only a fixed camera mounted on a tree trunk recorded the scene of the zombie hordes annihilating the defense forces, continuing to rumble towards Jiangzhou.

From the start to the end of battle: one hour and twenty minutes.

The ten thousand troops of Jiangzhou were annihilated, the armored group, air force fighters—all wiped out!

Red Maple Mountain has been lost, an immense and unquantified zombie horde is less than a hundred kilometers from Jiangzhou!