Shanhaiguan base is 10 kilometers away.
Bai Cheng was sitting in the command vehicle, smoking a cigarette leisurely. Next to him sat a stern-faced middle-aged man with a pair of falcon-like eyes, which gave people a strong sense of oppression, making people dare not talk to him. Look directly.
"Destroy this batch of zombies and collect the crystal nuclei to make a strengthening liquid. You should reach level 5 after taking it, right?"
"Yes, sir." The sinister man with eagle eyes replied coldly.
"Very good. As far as I know, the current highest combat power in each war zone is only level 3. As long as you rise to level 5, you will be the best in the world. When the time comes, wait for the end of the year competition and get the first place for me. "
The eagle-eyed man said solemnly:
"Don't worry, sir, you saved my life. Let alone win the first place in the competition, even if I win the first place in the world, I will still have my duty."
The eagle-eyed man was absolutely right. Commander Bai Cheng had saved his life more than once, including the first time he saved his life during a zombie siege and took him back to the survivor base;
When he evolved for the second time, everyone thought he was infected. Only Commander Bai insisted on vouching for him, which led to today's achievements.
"Report!"
At this moment, the soldier saluted solemnly and reported:
"The zombie tide has been led into the ambush location and can launch an attack at any time. Please give instructions!"
Commander Bai Cheng opened the door and got out of the car. He looked at the ambush area with a telescope. This was a specially set up ambush area based on the apocalyptic report. With powerful firepower, tens of thousands of zombies could be eliminated at one time.
"All departments are preparing..."
"etc!"
At this moment, the eagle-eyed man suddenly interrupted:
"Don't attack yet, a convoy has strayed into the ambush area!"
"What are you doing?"
Commander Bai Cheng took the binoculars and looked in the direction pointed by the eagle-eyed man. He saw that a convoy was indeed breaking into the ambush area thousands of meters away.
"Sir, this..."
Bai Cheng was so angry that he spent at least a month preparing for this ambush, setting up positions and using the terrain to set up birdcage traps. But something unexpected happened just before he was about to attack. If this opportunity was wasted, all the previous efforts would be lost. All in vain.
"attack!"
"Commander, you just said..." The soldier thought he heard wrongly.
"I said attack, fire, are you deaf?"
The soldier explained in a panic: "But if we fire now, civilians will be accidentally injured!"
Commander Bai Cheng yelled and roared.
"Blow me up with mortars, now and immediately! Can you afford to delay the fighter plane!"
After kicking the soldier down, the soldier got up and saluted with difficulty. He reluctantly replied in a low tone.
"yes."
Bai Cheng clenched his fists in anger, and his eyes were red because of his anger.
In order to be at the top of the competition at the end of the year, he had put in too much effort and his rise must not be wasted because of these refugees.
After the catastrophe, all the rules were reshuffled. A serving commander in a large war zone needs guns, guns, and people. As long as he comes out on top in the year-end competition, he will be able to get what he wants. He will have enough cards to negotiate and become a local powerhouse and dominate. one party.
If you dare to stop him from achieving hegemony, even the King of Heaven will die!
…
The survivor's convoy traveled hundreds of miles amidst the dangers and finally saw the official theater base. This was undoubtedly the dawn in the darkness.
Directly in front of the convoy, a few miles away, a neat row of mortar arrays came into view first. Armed soldiers were running forward and behind, giving people a feeling that a war was imminent.
But in the eyes of survivors, this is a superb army!
"We are alive and not infected!"
"Help us, we need help!"
Many survivors couldn't wait, leaning out half of their body, waving their hands and shouting. It was impossible not to be excited when facing the hope of survival.
However, at this moment, accompanied by shouts, many zombies suddenly poured out from all directions in front of them, endless and endless.
"Where did so many zombies come from?" Team leader Yang Zilong asked sternly.
The survivors also fell silent and asked in fear:
"What should we do now?"
Hope is ahead, and if we give up now, it will be unjustifiable.
"Rush over."
Just when Yang Zilong gave the order, there was a sudden loud bang and a harsh sound of tearing the air from the safety zone position, accompanied by the cannonballs that covered the sky and the sun, leaving long tails of fire in the air.
"not good!"
Yang Zilong only had time to shout.
"Rumble"
Explosions exploded all around, and the violent explosions and roars shook people's livers and gallbladders to pieces.
"Run! Turn around!"
Yang Zilong turned the steering wheel fiercely and shouted orders through the intercom.
But it's too late to leave now.
"Rumble"
The mortar missiles fell one after another, the flames shot into the sky, and the violent shock wave not only blew the zombies to pieces, but also blew up the survivors' convoy, destroying the vehicles and killing people.
During the explosion, the survivors were engulfed in flames. They really didn't understand why they were fired upon, even though they had found the official survivor base based on the broadcast.
Why!
They are here to seek refuge, not zombies, but living people!
"boom"
"ah!"
"Mother!"
Scream, cry, whine.
In Yang Zilong's field of vision, he saw his companions who depended on him being blown away, saw the old, weak, women and children he was protecting being blown to pieces, and saw the supplies they had searched for after a narrow escape being engulfed in flames.
Why is this happening!
The war is raging and smoke is everywhere.
The blood burns in the fire.
Yang Zilong was already dizzy, but he still shouted with difficulty:
"Stop, we are survivors, we are not zombies!"
But the only response he received was relentless artillery fire.
"boom"
A missile landed not far away, directly lifting his whole body several meters high, and Yang Zilong fell completely into a coma.
The carpet-like explosion lasted for 30 minutes, firing thousands of shells.
During this period, soldiers kept coming to persuade Commander Bai Cheng to stop the attack, but Bai Cheng was indifferent and did not care about the life or death of these refugees.
After the explosion, the soldiers cleared the battlefield with grief.
Not to mention, humans are not brainless zombies. Some people did survive the intensive mortar bombing.
While searching for survivors, someone suddenly discovered that Bai Yun was among them.
"How can this be!"
"Take it back quickly and rescue it immediately!"
The stretcher was dispatched, carrying the dying Bai Yun and running back crazily.
"Commander-in-Chief, this is bad!"
Bai Cheng said disdainfully:
"Didn't it just kill a few civilians? What's the big deal? Just scream!"
"No, it's Master Baiyun. He is also in the survivor convoy!"
"What!"
Bai Cheng suddenly stood up, his hair standing on end.
