"Old Gao, how come there are still... still tanks in Jiangcheng? Could there be a battalion guarding it behind this?" Hu Lao Da and Lin Tao stood side by side on the overpass, overlooking the entrance to the river tunnel. They saw that not only was the entrance scorched as if a great battle had taken pce, but two camoufged tanks were also parked behind a row of sandbags. However, the appearance of the tanks was really outdated, clearly an ancient relic from the st century.

  "Probably borrowed from the tank training camp in a neighboring city. It looks like a Type 59 tank!" Gao Chujiang scratched his head too, equally shocked by the appearance of these two tanks.

  "They're just for show. The river tunnel has already colpsed. Look at those two tanks; they haven't even removed their gun covers!" Zhang Xu shrugged helplessly, then frowned and said to Lin Tao, "Brother Lin, judging by the defensive scale, two companies would be the maximum. I don't think there are many zombies. How about we charge over and take a look? It's hard to tell from here!"

  "How about this. First, take out those few zombies lurking behind the sandbag wall and see how many more they can draw out. If there are too many, we'll call it off!" Lin Tao thought for a moment and then said to Zhang Xu.

  "That's easy. I guarantee a headshot every time!" Zhang Xu confidently patted his chest, stood up with his rifle, aimed slightly, and after a few gunshots, the heads of five zombies indeed burst open with bck blood flowers. Even two zombies wearing helmets couldn't escape; they all fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

  "Damn, young man, you've got some good shooting skills. That's a moving target over a hundred meters away!" Gao Chujiang patted Zhang Xu's shoulder admiringly. He himself wanted to show off, but looking at the bck riot gun in his hand, he dismissed the idea. At this distance of over a hundred meters, he doubted whether the riot gun could even scratch the zombie's tough skin.

  The gunshots didn't keep everyone waiting for long. About twenty zombies soon charged up from the low tunnel, but because of the sandbag wall blocking the way, they could only crowd behind the half-height wall, shouting and screaming, as anxious as ants in a hot pan!

  "Rat tat tat..."

  The twenty-odd zombies were quickly killed by Zhang Xu's bullets. Zhang Xu patted his hands, shouldered his gun, and waited for a while. Apart from attracting some scattered zombies from the surroundings, no more zombies came out of the river tunnel. Seeing Lin Tao nod, Zhang Xu jogged down the overpass with the others.

  After getting off the overpass, none of them dared to shoot anymore and chose to use their cold weapons to deal with the remaining zombies. They instinctively crouched low, with Lin Tao leading the way. After walking a certain distance, they would carefully crouch down to observe for a while, being extra cautious. This was the most frequently repeated advice from Lin Tao along the way.

  They arrived at the tunnel entrance without incident and didn't disturb the rge number of zombies in the distant building materials market. However, as they let out a sigh of relief, they were shocked to discover that the situation here was much worse than they had imagined. The hard concrete ground was almost completely covered with spent bullet casings, and the ground was full of dried-up skeletons, both civilians and soldiers in military uniforms. With a light kick in the sand, the "ctter" of bones colliding sounded like shells on a beach.

  Looking at the rge shells scattered beside the two tanks, Zhang Xu realized he had wronged the defenders here. The tanks they had brought weren't just for show. It was estimated that they didn't have time to fire; they must have been caught off guard by sudden developments. They were either bitten by civilians or their own comrades. The rge number of scattered ammunition boxes was the best proof of the chaos!

  Zhang Xu ran a few steps to the sandbag pile in front, and together with Hu Lao Da, they moved the obstacles blocking the way. The two of them, armed with guns, walked a few steps inside and were immediately shocked by the miserable scene. Zhang Xu looked incredulously at the torn military tents and the scattered remains of soldiers. Holding his gun, he and Hu Lao Da exchanged gnces, swallowed hard, and said to Lin Tao who was following behind with difficulty, "Brother Lin... there might really be a battalion of troops here!"

  Lin Tao slowly walked past Zhang Xu, gun in hand. Seeing the hellish scene inside, he deeply furrowed his brows. Tents were lined up on both sides of the tunnel, stretching into the tunnel, leaving only a wide enough passage for vehicles in the middle. Boxes of military supplies were neatly stacked under a rain-sheltered tent. Although the skeletons had been gnawed beyond recognition by zombies, the blood-stained helmets on the ground and the guns covered by sand were enough to show that there were at least three to four hundred people here originally.

  However, even if there were three to four thousand, they were history now. One could imagine how these well-trained armed police soldiers were caught off guard when the virus struck. Yes, they were soldiers, trained to kill enemies and defend the country, not to point their guns at their own comrades. They were not emotionless machines, so when faced with zombies that were once their comrades, they simply couldn't bring themselves to do it. They could only watch helplessly as their comrades fiercely pounced on them.

  Lin Tao had seen many brave and valiant soldiers quickly disintegrated from within by the zombies they turned into. As he had said, zombies weren't that scary. What was truly terrifying was their infectivity. One person infected ten, ten infected a hundred. In an unexpected situation, as long as one person was infected, it would be a catastrophic disaster.

  Slowly pulling out a rusty Type 81 rifle from the sand, Lin Tao tried to pull the bolt, but it didn't budge, as if it had been welded to the gun. He shook his head helplessly and threw the gun on the ground.

  Looking at the completely colpsed river tunnel ahead, Lin Tao then noticed that under the rubble of the colpsed tunnel, there were quite a few civilian skeletons. It was very likely that many zombies had also rushed over from the other side of the tunnel at that time. The armed police stationed here were caught between a rock and a hard pce, with many people inside turning into zombies. With no other choice, they blew up the river tunnel.

  The pce they were ordered to defend had ultimately become a pce of death. How much helplessness did this contain? Perhaps the gray skeletons in the sand had felt it too!

  From under a bulky skeleton, Lin Tao dug out a bck pistol wrapped in a cowhide holster. This skeleton was probably that of an officer below the rank of battalion commander. His sidearm was a brand-new 9mm Type 92 pistol, which was very well-preserved, with no signs of rust and the gun oil still shiny. Lin Tao pulled back the slide of the pistol and easily racked a bullet into the chamber. He randomly fired a shot behind him, and the bullet in the chamber hit a zombie that had just wandered over, shattering its head.

  Lin Tao nodded in satisfaction, removed all the magazines from the skeleton's body, but helplessly discarded the yellow cowhide holster. This kind of holster looked like the kind used by traitors in war movies to hold their pistols, and it was inconvenient to load and unload. He had no choice but to insert the gun into his nylon holster for the M1911A1. Although it was a bit big, it was undoubtedly much faster to draw.