As the disaster alert level on the vending machine rose to 100%!
Manhole covers on the road suddenly began to emit a foul odor...
Ugh, what is this? Is the sewer backing up?
That can't be right. Looking at the state of the outside world, this place has been abandoned for a long time. Is someone still using the sewer system?
But this smell is too unbearable!
Everyone covered their mouths and noses, distancing themselves from the manhole covers.
Aside from being unpleasant, the stench had no toxicity and no hallucinatory effects.
What's going on?
Xiao Guanghan asked Zhang Wenwen in surprise.
This wasn't my doing, but I can guess that something bad is about to happen. The will of the gods is not something mortals like us can fathom!
He will always punish those who refuse to convert in his own way!
All True God Cult members, retreat to the city walls!
Zhang Wenwen commanded.
A large number of True God Cult members immediately and orderly retreated.
Only elite awakened individuals and above were left guarding the rift.
Xiao Guanghan didn't believe in gods or spirits. He joined the True God Cult merely to realize his own ideals; joining was just a formality.
Therefore, he remained non-committal about Zhang Wenwen's statement.
He didn't agree, but he wouldn't show it and risk offending someone.
I hear something!
Survivors in the distance seemed to hear something, craning their necks to listen carefully.
It stinks, what sounds are there? There's no one else in this city!
It's probably just the survivors' voices. With all this noise, can you even hear anything else!
Could it be those people who went mad earlier?
Several people waved their hands in front of their faces, fanning the air.
Some directly used their clothes to block their noses and mouths.
Although it couldn't block the stench, the sweat from their own clothes could slightly mask the odor.
Everyone quiet down, there's something!
That survivor suddenly shouted.
Hearing the words "there's something," everyone immediately fell silent.
In an instant, the scene became eerily quiet.
You could even hear people's breathing and the sound of weapons accidentally touching the ground.
In the apocalypse, the good habit cultivated was that when someone shouted like this, no one would make a sound.
Because those who didn't listen were all dead.
Everyone listened intently, as if hearing rustling footsteps.
There were many of them, and due to the reflection of sound off the buildings, it was difficult to determine their direction.
Deploy combat formations, prepare to engage!
Get to the rooftops, prepare defenses!
Street fighting, street fighting, grab your weapons, brothers!
Set up traps, build defenses, prepare for positional warfare~
...
Different camps had different combat tactics.
Although each camp's combat operations were self-contained.
At this critical juncture, they were completely unable to coordinate.
They were fighting independently.
These camps actually possessed many excellent abilities. For instance, the shield and scimitar team for street fighting, whose formation could rival the once invincible Macedonian phalanx, was a very effective method against zombie hordes and insect swarms!
Xiao Guanghan stood at a high vantage point, looking admiringly at the phalanx formed by the oil country survivors under Sayid, clad in uniform white clothing and with headscarves.
These shields were equipped with spikes, capable of inflicting damage on colliding enemies.
The scimitars had powerful chopping abilities, allowing for swift elimination of knocked-down enemies.
The Macedonian phalanx used spears, while here, scimitars were used against enemies, both being their nemesis. This was an adaptation to local conditions.
Sayid and others from the oil country, before their transmigration, believed in their gods and were people of faith themselves.
Therefore, they did not join the True God Cult.
They were particularly spirited in this battle, wanting to showcase the combat power of the oil country's elites under the protection of their gods to Zhang Wenwen!
Xiao Guanghan then looked at the tactics of the Nile country people.
The Nile country people, before their transmigration, believed in their own gods, possessing their own faith, and thus did not join the True God Cult.
They were using their abilities to shape the ground soil into defensive fortifications.
On high platforms, survivors with energy talents were responsible for ranged attacks.
On the ground, survivors with genetic talents were responsible for close-quarters combat.
However, these melee fighters were far less disciplined in their formation than the oil country people, appearing like a scattered mob in comparison.
Over a thousand people were divided into six teams, preparing for rotation and participation.
The formations directly blocked and occupied two roads, as well as the rooftops above, forming a natural stronghold.
These Nile people were also strong, with good team cooperation, even though they usually had severe internal strife and distinctions between noble and commoner classes!
But when it came to combat, they were united!
Xiao Guanghan analyzed slowly.
Professor Xiao, imagine, taking the Nile and oil people as examples, if they could unite and form a single force, they could create a continuously advancing fortress!
Survivors at the front could retreat to the city for rest at any time when tired. This cyclical combat would not only greatly enhance their combat effectiveness but also allow us to easily deal with even larger zombie and insect hordes!
Unfortunately, due to their different religious beliefs, they cannot form a cohesive unit and are fighting separately, greatly weakening their strength! This is why these people cannot achieve greatness. Their religious beliefs and cultural customs reduce their tolerance for other survivors!
But it's alright. After this battle, their tactics, weaponry, special skills, and energy cores will all belong to our True God Cult!
We will accomplish what they cannot!
Zhang Wenwen said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, they heard footsteps growing closer, accompanied by howling sounds.
It's a zombie horde! The zombie horde is here!
Someone shouted.
Following that, thousands of crawlers, behemoths, wailers, venom breeders, and survivors controlled by parasitic spines surged forward like a tide from all directions.
Focus fire, launch ranged attacks!
Orders from various camps echoed one after another.
Various energy beams, weapons, and toxins flew back and forth in mid-air.
Screams and the sounds of slaughter were incessant.
It was strange, these infected only attacked enemies on the street.
They didn't even glance at Zhang Wenwen and the others, who were only a few hundred meters away from the battlefield, as if they simply didn't exist.
So this is one of the weapons used to capture cities!
Xiao Guanghan said silently.
Seeing Zhang Wenwen's slight confusion, he explained:
After my observation, I discovered that although mutated creatures and the infected are both our enemies, they are not allied!
These creatures are devouring and attacking each other. Mutated creatures treat the infected as food, while the infected see mutated creatures as mortal enemies!
The method adopted by the natives is to use poison to fight poison, using the infected to attack mutated creatures. Similarly, this indicates they possess something that can control the infected, otherwise, they wouldn't resort to such a "drive the tigers and wolves against each other" strategy!
Zhang Wenwen nodded in agreement.
Because she saw a wailer in a beige tight-fitting outfit standing on the rooftop of a tall building in the distance.
Its hands hung down by its sides as it surveyed the entire battlefield!