Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 174 He Deserved to Die
"Spike, little Spike!"

Jerry greeted the two new people with a smile.

"Jerry, I thought you were going to run away with Tom!"

Spike said as he looked at Jerry and smiled.

"Tsk, you didn't even run away with your son, why should I run!"

Jerry snorted, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The dark clouds in the distance were several times thicker than that day, just like black ink, and the range was several times larger. The number of skeletons was definitely more than ten times that of that day, so if he stayed in this battle, he would die. How could he not want to escape? After all, he didn't want to die if he could live.

But~~~where can they escape to? Not to mention that they will be executed if they escape, given the scale of this attack, the defense line cannot be held for long. Even if they succeed in escaping, they will be caught up by those skeletons that don't get tired. There is no way to escape, so it is better to die honorably on the battlefield.

When Spike heard Jerry's words, there was helplessness in his eyes.

They escaped from Florida. He and his son were the only relative left in the family. He originally wanted to continue fleeing with his son, but his son refused to run away. He wanted to fight to the death with those skeletons here to avenge his relatives.

"Buzz~"

While they were talking, a two-blade plane flew in from the direction of the dark clouds and quickly flew over the trench.

"Orders are coming!"

Jerry looked at the plane that landed behind him, smiled bitterly, lit the cigarette in his hand and took a deep puff. His face showed an expression of enjoyment.

I can't smoke much of this cigarette anymore.

"Give me one!"

Seeing this, little Spike asked Jerry for it.

"Here!" Jerry didn't waste any words and directly handed two cigarettes to Spike and his son.

Spike didn't stop him when he saw this, but helped little Spike light the cigarette. He said with concern: "It's your first time, take a small puff, go slowly, don't choke!"

After helping little Spike light a cigarette, Spike also lit one for himself and took a deep breath. As he exhaled the smoke, he couldn't help but say, "Maybe, this is our retribution!"

Jerry laughed at himself: "So, our death was worthy!"

Tom was puzzled: "What does it mean to die a good death?"

Jerry smiled and said, "It's an Eastern saying, which means, well, you deserve to die!"

Tom: “Uh~”

Spike: "I've heard this saying before, too. It means something different, but it's pretty much the same! Hahaha!"

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"Du~~~"

After a few people chatted for more than ten minutes, whistles began to sound in the trenches.

"Hurry, everyone, move, a large number of enemies are coming!"

"Bring all the ammunition to your side and prepare for battle!"

"Hurry up, hang explosives on the barbed wire in front! Lay mines!"

Immediately afterwards, the officers' shouts were heard in the trenches, and the entire trench became lively with the shouts.

"Just stand in front of the queue. It's stressful to stand in the back and watch others die!"

Jerry said with a smile as he watched the soldiers coming out of the anti-artillery hole and starting to line up. The first one took the gun, stepped on the ladder and lay down on the edge of the trench.

"The main thing is that the people behind us don't have many opportunities to shoot! Hahaha!"

Spike said with a grin, and he also climbed the ladder and lay on the edge of the trench, taking the first place in line, and even gave little Spike a heavy machine gun.

The skeleton monsters were so densely packed that there was no way to attack from a distance. The death of the first person meant that the skeleton monsters had rushed to the front, and the people behind them would of course have no chance to shoot. Tom was also the first one in line.

Soon, the trenches were filled with densely packed soldiers and civilians with guns, and large boxes of ammunition were also placed in the trenches.

These days, in order to ensure that this line of defense can be held, the United States and its surrounding countries have not only mobilized civilians many times to replenish troops, but have also tried their best to transport guns, artillery and ammunition here.

There were more than six million troops and support personnel, over ten billion rounds of bullets, tens of thousands of heavy machine guns, more than 30,000 artillery pieces of various new and old types, and even the old homemade artillery was transported.

The soldiers here have never fought such a rich war.

Of course, the United States and its surrounding countries did not pin all their hopes on this line of defense. There are more solid lines of defense with more defensive forces in the rear.

Time is short, but if we want to build it more solidly, it will also take more time, so it is extremely important to hold the first line of defense.

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As the dark clouds in the sky gradually spread over.

The originally bright sunshine began to fade, and everything around became dim, as if the sun was setting halfway down the mountain, and light snow began to fall.

In the distance, in the shadow of dark clouds, countless blue flames were overwhelming. In the trenches, the soldiers in the first row swallowed nervously and tightened their grip on their guns.

"Bang bang bang!~"

As the dark clouds approached, the large-caliber artillery behind the trenches began to roar.

In the dim light, shells shot rapidly into the darkness ahead.

"Boom~"

The next moment, rumbling explosions began to flash continuously ten kilometers away.

In the light of the explosion, the soldiers in the first row of the trench also saw the skeletons surging towards them in the distance.

Although it was ten kilometers away, the vast expanse of white was extremely conspicuous.

Amid the sound of cannon fire, the old-fashioned cannons placed behind the trenches also fired large flares into the sky. These flares fired from old-fashioned cannons were two-thirds the size of a football, launched from a height of three to a thousand meters, and burned at a temperature of three thousand degrees, illuminating a range of three kilometers, like small suns.

Under the illumination of the flares, the area near and in front of the trench was as bright as day, and the stone pillars standing outside the trench were also illuminated.

About ten minutes later, the surging undead in the distance finally rushed into the range of the flares.

"Two kilometers away, fifteen degrees, shoot!"

Looking at the skeletons entering the range of the flares, the commanders in the trenches shouted orders.

Although there was still a distance of two kilometers, the density of the skeletons was too high, so they had to start shooting from the farthest range of the bullets to reduce the density. This was also the experience they summed up after their first defense.

Following the order, the trenches suddenly rang with dense gunfire like a rainstorm, and tens of thousands of heavy machine guns were spewing flames at full force.

In the rear, those old-fashioned artillery and small-caliber artillery with short range also began to roar.

In the sky, old-fashioned two-blade planes circled above the undead. The shooters on the planes used machine guns to shoot frantically at the dense torrent of undead below, and also dropped shells (the earliest aerial bombs) one after another.

Under the suppression of intensive firepower, the undead rushing in the front kept falling down like rolling rocks in a landslide.

"what is that?"

However, at this moment, a pilot looked at the large amount of blue flames flying rapidly in the sky, and his eyes suddenly became filled with horror.

The blue flames represent the skull, but what are the blue flames flying in the sky? I have never seen them before!

"Beta, retreat quickly, it's birds, skeleton birds!"

The assistant gunner behind the pilot heard the exclamation and looked over quickly, and was immediately shocked. Although he had never seen it, he could guess it.

(End of this chapter)