Son of the Tower

Chapter 343
We won't have reinforcements for now, and we won't have reinforcements for the next few hours, so you might as well count on yourself, old cow.

This is what soldiers in southern Thailand said before they died in battle.

Old Locke watched the young tailless monkey get speared through his chest, and as he fell out of the window, he threw the gun in his hand at Old Locke.

I thought I was used to seeing life and death, but I can't even compare to a big kid in his 20s.

Old Locke didn't grab the gun, but reached out and pulled the young man back.He was already dying, all he could do was point to the carrying gear on his chest.

In the end, the old Locke took off the carrying gear on him under the gratifying gaze of the young man, and then left the protrusion that was losing control under his fixed gaze.

"Lock! They are climbing up the building you are in!" The bodyguard shouted from the opposite building: "How about that Thai guy!"

"He's dead!" When Old Locke walked through the corridor, he emptied the magazine with the gun in his hand at the living corpse downstairs, and then took out a new replacement from the carrying case.

Tainan's drone followed Lao Niu, and the drone had been observing his behavior from the very beginning.

So when he returned to the second line of defense, none of the southern Thai soldiers questioned his carrying equipment and weapons.

Only another tailless monkey came over and patted the old cow on the arm: "He gave you the gun, you have to live well, or find a new owner for the gun on your body before you die." Then he came to the supply point.

There was an explosion in the distance. It should be that the supply point of the first line of defense was ignited by the drone. Although the few remaining supplies are important, if they are placed there now, they may become resources for the enemy. .

To fill up the empty space on the carrying equipment, Lao Niu was also reissued with a bulletproof chest plate.

"It's better than nothing. If the opponent's spear is not in the middle, there is a high chance that it will slip away. Although it may hurt other places, it is at least better than dying on the spot." The veteran at the supply point said here and noticed the Nameplate: "Captain Li found an unreliable successor for his gun, old cow, don't die too early."

Old Locke nodded numbly, and he stuffed the chest plate into the inside of the carrying case——he saw that all soldiers did the same.

A little smaller, but better than nothing.

Leaving the supply point, Old Locke followed a group of armed citizens to the other side of the street through the small passage that was originally the smuggler's path, where the living corpses had already opened a gap in the front surface defense line.

"Why do you have so many living corpses on your island? Didn't they gnaw your place into the surface of the moon?" The young southern Thai soldier who led the team asked Lao Niu while shooting.

"I don't know." Lao Niu was also shooting a gun. He was familiar with this gun. He had military training when he was studying in southern Thailand. Although he was an international student, he still signed up for it.

As the owner of two automatic rifles in the team, it is only natural to be at the forefront.

There was a screeching sound flying across the sky, it was the four-winged chaotic alien, and it was being driven away by two fighter jets.

"Our helicopter is overhead!" A young man screamed from behind.

"Don't lower your head if you wear a helmet, or the bullet casings will fall into your collar and burn you!" shouted the young southern Thai soldier.

The next second, the sound of machine guns began to sound.

Old Locke heard the sound of machine gun shell casings starting to rain down on the ground, and from time to time some unlucky scalded eggs screamed.

But the attack of the living corpses was blocked, no matter how strong their bodies were, they couldn't stop the kinetic energy of the [-]mm cannon.

After the living corpse's follow-up attack was interrupted, the remaining living corpses on the defense line were quickly killed. Old Locke saw a surviving southern Thai soldier walking to the side of his dead companion. He took the head of a living corpse from his waist, and fastened the hook to his waist.

"What are you doing?" The old cow walked over, he was a little curious.

"I'm the new bait." He said: "The next time the living zombies see me, they will immediately think of coming to kill me. The farther away they are, the faster it will be for them to come over. Longer, and my companions have more time to kill them." Speaking of this, the young man looked at Old Locke: "Old Li's equipment is on you, it seems that he is dead, but he is optimistic about you ...Are you support soldiers?"

"It's the master of this city...and the servant." Old Locke smiled.

This southern Thai slang made the young soldier smile and give him a thumbs up.

At this time, Old Locke noticed his security captain, and he also noticed him, so the big bad wolf ran over: "Boss, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." The old cow nodded, and at the same time brought his sadness—the hotel was just bombed, because they couldn't leave a landmark high-rise building for the living corpse to observe the enemy's situation.

All buildings higher than three floors will be blown up, not to mention super high-rise buildings like hotels.But no matter what, it's better than letting the living corpses carry their mortars up to the roof and beat the fuck up.

And Lao Niu also has unlucky friends - Irene's hotel bombed earlier than his hotel.

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Mars watched the battle at the bottom of the square—the island lord's army, which was setting things right, was exchanging fire with the living corpses in the square at this time. After throwing four waves of corpses, the living zombies began to choose to bypass the square, but in the east, they encountered the army of the island lord. Fight back tenaciously.

And near the canal, they also encountered opponents who could outmatch them in hand-to-hand combat—the Sea Race individuals were stronger. Like the biochemicals, the predecessors of the living corpses, they were also the 'tools' used by humans in the old era to explore the deep sea.

It's just that a lot of things happened later, some 'Tools' got out of control, some 'Tools' got free, and some 'Tools'... didn't look like pets anymore.

Individuals of the Sea Clan can do one against two when fighting with living corpses, and the Sea Clan also has a long-range weapon-a harpoon gun, which sounds very small, right?

The harpoon guns of the Haizu have a caliber of 50mm and an effective range of up to [-] meters. The first contact between the living corpses and the Haizu, almost all the living corpses in the first row were nailed to the ground.

Then the lucky one and the second line behind them were hammered by the Sea Clan guys standing shoulder to shoulder and couldn't take care of themselves.

The arms of male sea warriors with an average of two and a half meters are thicker than Mars's chest, and they can even smash the heads of living corpses with their fists.

Fortunately, these guys can only live in the sea. After a brief battle on the ground, these sea tribes had to return to the canal, but the good news is that another team of sea tribes rushed up the river bank and fought with the subsequent living corpses. group.

Mars thought of this, looking at Jan Kapshkin, who had already chrysalis in the hole in the square.

The current ceremony site is a huge gathering point of chaotic psionic energy, and some evil god is fighting with Jan Kapshkin for control.

Humans...are really good at creating miracles, right?

(End of this chapter)