Zombies are extremely sensitive to sound, and the huge noise made by the planes flying in the sky at this moment makes them extremely excited.
Chen Bufan looked out from a high place and saw that behind each helicopter were densely packed, countless zombies following closely. The scene was magnificent.
He turned around, looked at Jiang Tong and Li Fei'er beside him, and asked, "Do you have any open space here?"
Hearing this, Jiang Tong and Li Feier looked at each other, and then each began to use their clever little heads to think seriously.
Not long after, Li Feier was the first to break the silence and said, "There is a football field in the northwest of the outer city. I wonder if it will work?"
She had been to that football field before, so she had a deep impression of it.
However, Chen Bufan shook his head and denied it: "No, the football field is too small to accommodate so many zombies."
At this time, Jiang Tong added: "In this case, there are only two places left to choose from.
One of them is a greenhouse vegetable base located in the south of the outer city. It is a vast plain with extremely open space. However, if we choose to fight the zombies there, I am afraid that we will never be able to grow vegetables in this area in the future.
Another place is a park in the center of the outer city. There are relatively few high-rise buildings around it, and the terrain is relatively flat. It is indeed a great place to annihilate zombies."
"A park? A park is good. Let's choose this place, lure all the zombies over there, and then concentrate all our firepower to completely wipe them out. Otherwise, with so many planes bombing, the entire outer city will be blown to pieces, and it will be difficult to rebuild it."
Chen Bufan made the final decision. He had a special affinity with places like parks and squares.
"Yeah, Brother Chen is right!"
Li Feier nodded vigorously. She then remembered that after so many missile bombings, all the roads in the outer city would have to be rebuilt. Her father would go crazy by then.
Once you have made a decision, do it. Stop the loss in time before the planes cause too much damage to the buildings in the outer city.
"Attention all units! From now on, heavy helicopter fire is strictly prohibited! Our goal is to strategically guide this surging group of zombies into the park in the center of the outer city. Everyone must remain calm and focused, wait for the best opportunity, concentrate all firepower, and wipe out the zombie tide in one fell swoop!"
"Falcon One receives..."
"Vulture Two received..."
"receive……"
As the order was given, the group of helicopters that were originally engaged in a fierce firefight in the air suddenly seemed to have pressed the pause button, and all the gunfire stopped abruptly.
Only the huge roar produced by the high-speed rotation of the propeller still echoes in people's ears.
Those survivors who didn't know what was going on were all stunned for a moment when faced with this sudden change.
They stared with wide eyes and looked at the helicopter in the sky and the swarm of zombies savagely baring their fangs below with confusion, having no idea what was going on.
But soon, some sharp-eyed survivors discovered clues.
The group of helicopters in the sky seemed to have a tacit understanding. They dispersed, reduced their flying speed, and began to cleverly lead the tide of zombies following closely on the ground, moving slowly in the same direction.
Gradually, more and more zombies gathered together.
Seeing this scene, many survivors finally guessed the military's intention. The bombing with heavy weapons would bring a lot of trouble to the base, and they couldn't help but nod their heads.
There was also a discordant sound from the crowd.
It turned out that they were some elderly people. When they realized that the park where they often went for walks was about to become the scene of a bloody battle, they couldn't help but feel angry and dissatisfied.
"How can this be? That's our park!" a white-haired old man said angrily.
Before he finished speaking, several equally elderly people nearby echoed him: "That's right, there are still many flowers, plants and trees in the park. It's all over now! Where can we go for a walk in the future?"
However, these complaints were soon suppressed by a group of young and strong men around them.
"What the hell! Is it better to lose only one park, or the entire outer city? You just want to have fun!"
"A bunch of Laobus, with no sense of justice!"
"How can you talk like that! How can you talk like that, you thief!"
"Grandpas and aunties, don't be angry. The situation is critical now. Only by eliminating these zombies can we save our lives! It won't be too late to rebuild the park after the crisis is resolved!"
After hearing this, although the old people were still somewhat reluctant, they also understood that now was not the time to worry about these things, so they had no choice but to shut their mouths helplessly.
Thinking of finding a new place to hang out later.
In the sky, dozens of helicopters were flying slowly towards Central Park like slowly moving giant beasts, carrying the huge group of corpses in their area.
The tide of corpses on the ground was like a surging black torrent, continuously gathering from the streets in every corner of the city.
They walked with twisted but fast steps, and from time to time let out creepy roars. The scene was quite spectacular. How to describe it? It was a sea of corpses with roars, footsteps, sharp teeth and a lot of other things.
As time passed, the situation in Central Park became more and more tense.
The originally spacious space was now packed with densely packed zombies, and it was almost unable to accommodate any more zombies.
Not only that, even the helicopters in the sky seemed a bit crowded due to their large numbers. They were forced to disperse, some hanging high in the air, while others hovering at low altitude, looking for a suitable shooting angle.
Finally, when everything was ready, Chen Bufan's order came from the communication channels of the helicopters: "Open fire!"
In an instant, dozens of helicopters launched attacks at the same time. For a moment, the roar of machine guns, the whistling of rockets and the continuous strafing of heavy machine guns resounded through the sky.
All kinds of ammunition poured down like raindrops, interweaving into an impenetrable firepower network in the air.
These deadly ammunition flew towards the ground at an alarming speed. Some of them hit the zombies' bodies directly, breaking them into bloody mist, while others exploded the moment they hit the ground, raising billowing smoke and raging flames.
The entire Central Park instantly turned into a Shura hell. Huge explosions occurred one after another, dazzling flames shot up into the sky, and the broken limbs and flesh of zombies splattered everywhere.