There was a saying to describe large crowds: once the number exceeded ten thousand, they stretched beyond sight. In other words, once there were more than ten thousand people, you could basically no longer see the end of them at a glance.
So what kind of concept was a number exceeding two million?
Even in populous China, two million people already constituted a major city.
At that moment, the figure estimated by the drones had already reached that level. How long would it take to eliminate two million Taotie? Jiang Yan Hai did not know, nor did Commander Lin and the others.
"Is the situation serious?" Commander Lin glanced at Jiang Yan Hai and asked.
"It's nothing. These Taotie probably intend to bury us under sheer numbers," Jiang Yan Hai said solemnly.
"Numbers?" Commander Lin opened his mouth in shock. The Taotie were terrifying, but Commander Lin and the others had seen just how frightening Jiang Yan Hai's weapons were. That single barrage alone had wiped out nearly tens of thousands of Taotie, and even now, the Taotie were dying at a horrifying rate every moment.
It was visible to the naked eye: more than four hundred meters away, a wall of flesh formed from corpses was rapidly piling higher. The mound of bodies resembled the crest of a tidal wave.
As the corpse wall rose, many bullets inevitably went to waste striking the wall formed by piled-up bodies. Ordinary Taotie behind it climbed over the corpse wall and charged forward. Though they were quickly shot dead, their bodies rolled down from the top of the pile toward the front.
And so, the mountain of corpses slowly writhed like a wave, steadily creeping toward the city wall.
The piercing gunfire rang out without pause. The two groups of rotary machine