"Kill!" Tong Heyuan's voice was full of dryness, and he felt that the bottom of his throat was extremely fishy and astringent. His voice was hoarse and his arms gradually became weak. The iron-killed man fought for forty hours in a row, and he was also tired.

The night wind was sobbing, stars flashed in the sky, steel splashed on the ground, and flames burned around the city wall. Tong Heyuan personally guarded the city wall on the east side, and wooden pillars stood under the city wall. The wooden pillars were tied with iron chains to the scratched survivors. When their eyes turned red, their heads would be cut off and then thrown outside the city wall with a catapult.

The fire-like supernatural powers are exhausted, and the time for burning steel is getting longer and longer, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. How long can it last? One minute is one minute, and you will look at the direction where the wheels are gone. There are ruts on it and there is hope on it.

Boom! Boom! A high mountain antelope rushed out of the zombie group, with its dexterous limbs and a strong body, stepped on the human wall built by zombies, jumped to the south city wall, tilted its head and shook its sharp horns, and the antelope hung its horns, directly pierced the chest of an evolutionist, and swung it backwards, and the strong evolutionist shouted that he was thrown down the city wall.

The combat power of the two-level antelope is more than 13,000, taller than 2.5 meters, and weighs more than two tons. It rushes around the city like a light tank. A large section of the city wall was cleared out of the south wall, and three pointed coyotes jumped up, opened their bloody mouths and continued to bite them forward, and the city was about to break.

"No!" Tong Heyuan let out a sorrow cry, holding steel bars in both hands and was about to rush forward. At this time, a woman in red clothes jumped onto the south city wall. She held a tank of fiery red steel in her hands. The flames rose around the woman's body, at most, the first-level intermediate level, overdrawn supernatural powers burned life, and the flames emitted were so hot and so hot.

The petite body was not proportional to the fire tank. His hands were buckled on the fire tank, and he swept out hard. The splashed steel was poured on the three coyotes. The coyote was burnt and screamed. Then he fell down the city wall. The woman held the fire tank with both hands and kept it down. The fire tank up to thousands of degrees was directly pressed on the head of the antelope. Even the antelope that reached two levels was burned and whined continuously, and she stood unsteadily and fell under the city.

"Take a catapult, beat!" The woman on the top of the city let out a soft shout, and the stagnant catapult buzzed and threw heavy objects out. This time, what was thrown was not a rolling stone, but a bucket of iron bucket filled with diesel. The oil bucket flew out of the city wall and smashed the golden oil in the zombie group. When it encountered the hot iron, it turned into a surging flame in an instant.

Boom boom boom! Several iron buckets exploded in the fire, and the flames soared into the sky devour everything around. The roaring zombies retreated. Fear flashed in their fiery red eyes, and the zombies in the south fled to the other three aspects. Some zombies were holding wooden sticks in their hands, slapped the ground to find a path with little gravel and no steel.

Seeing the zombies retreat and then as the zombies formed a torrent, Tong Heyuan's eyes were filled with strong weakness, and he opened his dry mouth. He said in a low voice: "Can't you really hold on?"

The firelight reflected the red half of the sky. The zombies formed a charge formation, and the evolutionary beasts behind them showed fierce lights. They were whistling one after another. The next attack would inevitably be thunder.

The survivors of the Tieshan Mine were silent, staring at the zombies and evolutionary beasts below, without despair or crying. The survivors all tried their best, until their limbs were weak, and their faces showed indifference and freedom.

Tong Heyuan had time to get free. He picked up a flattened kettle from beside him, unscrewed the lid and poured it on. It was so good! He felt refreshed from his body to his pores, and the sweet spring water flowed from his chin to his chest. The heat in his chest was not only not extinguished, but became hotter.

Tong Heyuan picked up the steel spear and shouted: "Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one. Young people, kill the enemy with me." Hearing his subordinates' promise, Tong Heyuan laughed to the sky, haha! It's worth living like this in this life!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Suddenly, the sound of propellers shook in the burning sky. Drones more than two meters long rushed down from the sky. The engine roared, the wind blades turned wildly, and the guns under the cockpit popped out, and they blasted wildly at the zombies and evolution beasts below.

Energy weapons are mixed with gunpowder weapons, and zombies and evolutionary beasts with combat power of less than 5,000 were beaten into pieces of meat. In the darkness, under the fire, the sixty thousand drone was like the sickle of the god of death, with energy constantly firing and muzzles constantly rushing. With the rumbling, the attacking zombie tide was interrupted, and hundreds of thousands of corpses were added on the ground.

Faced with the sudden drone, the zombies wailed and the evolutionary beasts roared. Before there was no air force and effective air defense, they could only be suppressed and beaten. Several powerful zombies picked up stones and threw them into the sky, smashed them on the shell of the drone. Sparks splashed everywhere, and the shell of the drone was sunk down, and synthetic aviation materials were not that fragile. The cannons under the cabin roared continuously at the power zombies.

A drone hovered towards Tong Heyuan, and a button-like thing fell on the top of the city with a slam, popping up a three-dimensional image.

Liang Qing, whose face was covered in brown-red eyes, looked at Tong Heyuan opposite and said, "Old brother, it's great to see you. I found the support force, including helicopters, tanks, and airships, but they have to prepare to arrive at dawn, so you have to hold on for eight hours."

"Eight hours!" Tong Heyuan looked at the drone roaring outside, feeling that it was not a big problem to guard until dawn. Just as Tong Heyuan was about to head, Hua Yang appeared in the projection, wearing a black mecha and a round helmet, looking majestic and domineering from a distance.

"The energy boxes and ammunition of drones are limited. They attack for up to two hours, and the remaining time is up to you." Hua Yang said in a deeper voice: "I hope you will all be alive when we go."

Liang Qing appeared again: "It's perseverance, not desperately, Brother Tong, don't be stupid!" The video call was cut off in an instant, and sparks flashed in Tong Heyuan's eyes: "Brothers, there are only two hours, you must have a good rest. We will stick to it until dawn after two hours."

The survivors who had exhausted the oil and had dried up their lamps were able to breathe, and they were almost desperate to ignite hope for life. No one was willing to die if they could live. They squatted on the ground and drank a few sips of rice. The survivors who were almost tired were lying on the top of the city and all fell asleep.

Liang Qingshuo Shuo looked at Hua Yang: "Can't you go ahead?"

Hua Yang shook his head silently: "The soldiers came from thousands of miles away and needed at least eight hours of rest. If they were not tired enough to fight, they would not only fail to untie the siege of the Tieshan Mine, but also turn them into it. After all, there are millions of zombies below, and they might fight for a few days." Hua Yang's archer pointed to the distance: "In fact, drones can fight for three hours, and I deliberately told them two hours."

"This?" Liang Qing was surprised and suddenly realized that the Tieshan Mine, which had originally planned to stick to for six hours, found that as long as he sticks to for five hours, his morale would definitely improve greatly. Liang Qing licked his lips and asked, "What do I need to do?"

"You need to sleep and maintain your energy. To rush to the front tomorrow and penetrate the thick battle formations of zombies and evolution beasts." Hua Yang said and patted Liang Qing on the shoulder: "Don't have a burden, we will win."

Liang Qing silently said in a low voice: "We will definitely win." The red bonfire was like a red bonfire. Looking at the rows of tanks, helicopters, airships floating in the sky and nine thousand soldiers wearing mechas on the ground, Liang Qing's thoughts became more and more certain.

The fiery red bonfire shone on Hua Yang, who curled up beside the truck, his eyes closed and gradually entered his dream. One night was enough to adjust all soldiers to the best state. The fierce battle tomorrow will inevitably lead to the smallest casualties in exchange for the greatest victory.

The red bonfire emits light and heat. It dispels darkness and brings light. In the quiet darkness, there is only the sound of flames burning. As the night wind whistles, the drones that originally hover on the Tieshan Mine flew back one by one. The war belonging to the Tieshan Mine has begun.

Tong Heyuan was extremely excited between life and death. After eating a few bites of food, he lay on the top of the city and slept soundly. When the women and children guarding the city woke him up, the sky became much darker again, and the moon gradually sinks westward, and the darkness before dawn has arrived.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Tong Heyuan blinked his eyes, and after confirming that he was extremely clear, he spat heavily. The woman who was so nervous that her feet were weak on the side said in a sharp voice: "These drones have been flying for three hours, and I will wake you up after they fly away."

This is Tong Heyuan's eighth wife, and he also his favorite concubine. He was originally a college student in a certain city. If there was no end of the world, she should have been in her junior year this year, and her tender and white skin could be pinched out of water. After the torture of the end of the world, the little girl's thin body has three parts of the charm of a little woman.

"Go down!" Tong Heyuan thought for a while and pulled out a dagger from his thigh and handed it to the Eighth Aunt and said, "Leave yourself to guard yourself. If you really can't hold on, please feel free. If you become something that is neither human nor ghost..." Tong Heyuan couldn't say anything down. The Eighth Aunt and took the knife silently and held it tightly in his hand.

Looking at the zombies gradually gathering outside, Tong Heyuan shouted: "All get up, all get up!" The survivors who had rested all rubbed their eyes and got up, stretched and then became energetic.

"Everyone is cheered up. The government army's drones have been guarding for an additional hour, so we only need to hold them for five hours." Tong Heyuan's face turned red, and the originally lazy survivors were all excited, and their peaceful morale suddenly became high.

One by one, they waved their weapons and shouted. Five hours were only three hundred minutes, and it was only eighteen thousand seconds to convert seconds. Is it difficult to count from one to ten thousand? It seems not difficult!
Chapter completed!