At the Legion Commander's command, the Salvation Army soldiers who had been waiting for so long immediately opened fire.
All manner of weapons, including tanks and armored vehicles, simultaneously spewed furious flames, harvesting the surrounding symbiote zombies like scythes.
The quickest and most convenient weapons were still the anti-aircraft autocannons. Their turrets turned a few times, and the symbiote zombies within nearly a thousand meters ahead were instantly blasted into pulp.
The heavy machine guns mounted on the armored vehicles and tanks also became Death's combine harvesters. After sweeping through several angles, the symbiote zombies were either severed at the waist or had huge holes instantly blown through their heads and upper bodies. There was no chance of survival whatsoever.
The Salvation Army soldiers began practicing their marksmanship, striving to take down each target with a single headshot.
The full-band jamming system affected them somewhat as well, but it mainly caused ringing in their ears, which was hardly a serious problem.
By the time the power in several energy supply vehicles was nearly depleted and the full-band jamming system was about to shut down, this one-sided slaughter finally came to an end.
The symbiote zombies who had been preparing to slaughter all their human allies had never dreamed that their allies had long been ready for this day.
Looking at the corpses strewn everywhere, blasted into pieces or killed by direct headshots, the Salvation Army soldiers could not help but reveal wistful expressions.
To be honest, the intelligence displayed by these symbiote zombies was no different from that of humans. They had even been rather likable.
But this was, after all, a war where only one side could survive. After a fleeting moment of pity, they returned to their proper coldness.
What amazed everyone even more was the Commander's design