Home base at Georgia Tech University.
At this time, dozens of soldiers were boarding combat helicopters and preparing to assist in the fight that was taking place at the prison. At least they could help from the sky and the situation would improve.
They could not risk the prison being able to defend itself, so three helicopters equipped with Mag-58 and M-240 machine guns were sent in ready to support the situation below ground from the sky.
Meanwhile, in the central base the shooting was numerous and continuous, there were people running with boxes of ammunition and others who were in charge of filling the magazines with bullets one after another.
At this moment, it can be said that the group of walkers has just emerged, and it is not known how many more are behind the forest to advance.
A few minutes after the gunfire on the city wall, Morgan suddenly ran up to Rick, leaned over and shouted in a loud voice, "Rick! The horde of walkers are getting bigger on the edges where the mortars are not hitting, if this keeps happening it won't be long before they exceed the width of the walls and now we need to deploy more forces on those sides."
Rick also discovered this problem, but it didn't worry him, because the concentrated shots were in the right place, and the figures would be attracted by the sound of the shots.
But what Morgan told him was not something that could be ignored even knowing that. After all, the gunfire would only bring the walkers from the front, but the barricades on the sides would be overwhelmed.
On the sides there was still barbed wire and they managed to seal off some areas, so it could serve as a last barrier if the team at the front retreated. However, the crops in front of the prison still had to be considered.
Rick turned his head to look at Morgan, leaned close to the other's ear and called out loudly, "Call Corporal Rayan to keep watch in other directions, as soon as they get saturated they should communicate that."
Morgan held out his hand and made a gesture that he understood and ran directly to the foot of the city wall.
Months of training and preparations formed an exceptional result in this engagement, so many soldiers who had been in a similar scene knew the importance of speed.
At this moment, thousands of undead were wiped out in front of the main gate, and a large layer of pieces of corpses lay in an open space. At first glance, everything was densely filled with blood. This scene was unseen, the shooting was still going on and the walkers began to fall faster and faster.
Indeed, as Rick had thought, the group of walkers emerging from the forest became wider and wider, and gradually began to walk towards the edges of the wall.
"Change the biker charges, we need more power!" Marco said as he watched everything happening inside a tank.
Rick stepped back, got more mags and continued to fight. Following Rick's signal, the fortresses on both sides of the city wall began to roar!
The unique sound of heavy machine guns penetrated the bodies of countless walkers with gunfire and echoed in people's ears!
This sound to the soldiers was like magic, bringing people a sense of stability and security. In the towers on both sides, there were several M2 heavy machine guns and M249 light machine guns sweeping through the crowd of walkers.
The large caliber of bullets shredded the bodies of countless figures with terrifying energy and consistency. No head shot was necessary, any living thing without exception that was touched by a bullet spitting from the machine guns was torn to shreds.
The great horde of walkers was leaving countless corpses on the ground that were getting bigger and bigger. The people on the walls could no longer tell if what was in front of them were walkers or just corpses. Rick and the other captains noticed this, so Rick finally reported what needed to be done.
Before long, five tanks started their engines and began to drive around the sides slowly. Seeing this, the gunfire was much more careful not to engage friendly fire.
After rushing, the five tanks ran out of the encirclement established by the armored vehicles, and then dispersed. This was the first time a tank had fired in front of everyone, and in a matter of a single round of gunfire it shattered everything around it.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After a round of bursts, everyone on the walls and watchtowers could see how the corpses piled up not far away erupted violently, blood mist sprayed into the surroundings, and the excitement in the soldiers' eyes turned intense.
After that, under the onslaught of machine guns on the tanks and mortars in the distance, the walkers were torn apart without anyone having time to assimilate what they were seeing.
Five tanks rolled into action to one side of the battlefield and lined up, moving sideways.
The weight of over 70 tons did the work of five super rollers, and the walkers in front of the tanks, whether still moving or not, were crushed.
After the tanks came and went, the open space that was originally filled with walker corpses became flat and red.
As for why he doesn't use tanks to crush them from the start, the main reason is that the walkers were not gathered together and it's also not like they can be eliminated accurately, and also this would interfere the people who were shooting, so at first the tanks would be used to give the people shooting a break.
However, the tanks had now played their part and then retreated again, waiting for their next attack.
The firing and skill of the tanks surprised everyone on the walls, if he had not fired now, many believed that these tanks were useless and were just for decoration on the base.
"Sir, three eagles are moving towards the prison!"
Right after saying that, Shane's voice came out of the radio Rick was holding and soon after three black helicopters with the syllables S.C.T. marked with red words began firing towards the walkers from the sky.
In one corner of the wall, Daniel and Jim were firing their guns intensely. Jim's face was grim and the rifle in his hands kept piercing the heads and bodies of numerous walkers.
Although many bullets were deflected, with the current concentration of walkers, unless they hit the sky, as long as they were within effective range, even stray bullets could hit some walkers.
Daniel on the side was much calmer handling a machine gun. He was accurately aimed and mopped up numerous walkers. The effect of doing this is obviously much stronger than Jim on the side.
Each shot can always hit one or two walker corpses. It may not be able to kill them, but it can also knock some parts of the walking corpses down, making them lose some of their combat effectiveness.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jim suddenly saw a figure crawling not far away, he knew who it was so he ignored it.
Paying no attention to that movement, it only took a few seconds before something strange happened. Suddenly, Jim, who was standing next to him, felt his side being hit by something. He turned his head and saw a man in a military uniform holding a gun.
At that moment, Mike was standing behind Jim and next to him was a walker with half of his body destroyed that had slipped past him.
Jim's original angry expression disappeared in an instant and was replaced by an expression filled with fear.
"Captain! I'll be more careful."
"Look around and don't just focus on the front!"
The battle still continued, and tens of thousands of walkers were quickly eliminated under the mighty firepower either by air or ground.
At this time, Rick was unaware that the sound of guns and explosions from the prison could be heard far away, and the sound of fighting from the direction of the prison could be heard in some places that were originally far away from their location.
Some survivors, from large and small groups, who were hiding in the dark, naturally, also heard it.
At this time, voices of discussion came from the countless survivor camps!
There are sounds of battle over there!
There's the sound of helicopters, it's definitely a shelter made by the military!
I hope I can find them!
The battle in the prison is still going on, but all the survivors began to prepare to make their journey in search of a better place to survive.