No creature can withstand the continuous bombardment of the 30mm cannon with its flesh and blood, even the outrageously powerful sandworms cannot do it.

Due to weight bearing reasons, the Marine 10 can only carry about 200 30mm high-explosive bombs, but this does not prevent them from easily dividing two sandworms into two like using a hot knife to cut butter.

Under the stunned gaze of the Tigers, the mountain-like sandworms instantly turned into a pool of steaming residue and rotten meat, leaving only the muscle tissue that was still twitching unconsciously, reminding people how powerful their owners existed a few seconds ago.

"Is it over?" Zhao Qiang murmured to himself. A minute ago, he was still considering whether his suicide attack could achieve the expected effect. A minute later, the biggest threat was turned into a pool of rotten meat in front of him.

After the sandworm was solved, the two Martial 10s hovering in the air did not stop much. The battle was not over, and there were still countless zombies around who were eager to tear the survivors on the ground into pieces.

The pilot of the Martial Arts 10 showed superb driving skills. Two helicopters flew up and down, and from time to time, they made a series of complex and graceful evasion actions in the air to avoid the attacks of the far-attack smasher, which was amazing.

Soon, raging fires ignited everywhere inside the Jianglu Machinery Factory factory area. The fire that soared into the sky reflected the dark night sky red and ignited the fire of hope in everyone's hearts.

"Tiger team, attack!" Perhaps without Zhao Qiang's order, all the tigers will pounce on the enemy in front of you like real tigers, venting the depression that was suppressed in your chest for a long time.

The battle was not going smoothly. Even with the support of helicopters, the tired and ammunition-exhausted Tiger Squad could only barely ensure that the position was not lost until new reinforcements joined the battle.

Two four-wheeled off-road motorcycles that were running side by side almost fell from the sky, flew for a distance in the air and rushed towards the densest area of ​​zombies. The two motorcycles were obviously well-trained veterans. Whether they were turning or moving forward, the two motorcycles were moving forward as if they were one. Seeing that they were about to hit the vanguard of the zombie army, the two motorcycles suddenly separated. With the help of the burning fire, they could clearly see that between the two separate motorcycles, two thin metal lines flashing with faint cold light were stretched straight.

Two off-road motorcycles instantly passed by the large group of zombies. The drivers did not slow down or looked back to check their results. They directly controlled the motorcycle to rush towards the selected target.

The large group of zombies left behind the motorcycle did not turn around and chase their prey as usual, because they counted this right at the moment when they intersected with the motorcycle. The thin metal thread passing by at high speed was no less than a sharp scalpel. The first thing that fell was their arms, and then the upper body slowly slid from the lower body, and then turned into a pile of rotten flesh that had lost its life.

With a whole truck of fully armed ground troops arrived, the battle in Jianglu Machinery Factory finally came to an end.

At this time, the Tigers' physical strength had reached its limit. Among the remaining personnel, Zhao Qiang and Saber could barely stand, and this was the only thing they could do.

Zhao Qiang stood quietly in front of the ruins at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, and his lungs were as if someone had forcibly stuffed a red charcoal into his lungs. He was so painful that he was returning to Zhao Qiang's tired body at an unbearable speed, but this was far from enough to provide him with a simple action such as raising a gun to aim.

Although the reinforcements suddenly appeared helped the Tiger Squad and the base hidden underground to remove the encirclement, Zhao Qiang did not dare or could not relax even if he was a little vigilant, even if these strangers were wearing the most regular military uniforms.

The four-wheeled off-road motorcycle that appeared before appeared again in Zhao Qiang's sight, rushing towards Zhao Qiang at an extremely high speed. Zhao Qiang stared motionlessly at the driver hiding himself under his helmet, as if he could see through the black windshield.

Finally, the driver pinched the brakes 20 meters away from Zhao Qiang. The motorcycle, which made a sharp moan, slid to a place less than 1 meter away from Zhao Qiang before completely stopped. During this period, Zhao Qiang almost did not move at all, except for the strand of hair that was brought by the wind on his forehead.

The driver took off his fully enclosed helmet and showed a young and determined face. He ignored the faint murderous aura emitted from Zhao Qiang's eyes and walked straight to Zhao Qiang.

"Boy, you're so brave!" The driver was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and he was one head taller than Zhao Qiang, who was only 1.75 meters tall. His clear eyes were full of provocation: "You are the first guy who wasn't scared by me, but I like it."

It’s not that Zhao Qiang didn’t want to hide, but that Zhao Qiang had no strength to hide at all. He focused all his energy on the driver, and was constantly calculating in his mind how long it would take to accumulate enough strength to shoot the guy in front of him with one shot. He didn’t notice at all that the saber, which was also full of vigilance, had completely relaxed the moment the driver took off his helmet.

"Yang Zining!" The blood-stained saber shouted without warning, breaking the awkward atmosphere between Zhao Qiang and the driver.

"Come!" Surprisingly, the driver who was still a little arrogant and domineering at first immediately poked on the ground like a javelin, with an indescribable expression, confused, admiring, and excited...

"Number, name!" Saber turned a blind eye to the expression on Yang Zining's face.

"The Chinese People's Liberation Army Wolf Tooth Special Forces Brigade, Lone Wolf Team, Yang Zining!" Yang Zining almost shouted this sentence with his throat, with an excited smile on his face, without any pretentiousness.

"I am the soldiers I am carrying like you?" Saber's face was full of pride, and he kicked Yang Zining directly on the butt. Yang Zining laughed and jumped to the side with his butt. After carefully looking at Saber, he immediately gave Saber a bear hug.

Zhao Qiang was confused in an instant. He watched the two men hugging each other and slapped each other with force enough to break the ribs of ordinary people. After a smile on his face, he didn't know which drama these two guys were singing.

"Let me introduce it. This is Yang Zining, and my comrade-in-arms are also my favorite student." Seeing Zhao Qiang's face confused, Saber hurriedly introduced: "Zhao Qiang, the commander of the Tiger Squad of the Survivors Alliance."
Chapter completed!