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The zombies began to slow down, as if they had been sealed in the sunlight, and the bloodthirsty light began to fade in favor of a godless sluggishness.

The moment they saw the sun rise, the eyes of the soldiers stationed on the city walls almost burst into tears of excitement.

The bayonets were inserted into the rifles, and the soldiers roared, burning with their last hunger, piercing the throats of the zombies who climbed the wall, crushing their skulls with the butts of their guns and kicking them off the wall with their feet.

Although the corpses are still slowly approaching the wall, the offensive has obviously reached the end of the crossbow, and the zombies behind have stopped, only the zombies in front are still instinctively driven, moving their staggering steps.

Finally, at the moment of dawn, the last zombie to climb the wall was pierced through the throat by a bayonet and fell weakly to the concrete wall.

It was also almost at the same time, behind the front-line soldiers, that the third line of defense was finally completed. The wall is fifteen meters higher than the second wall, and although it is not as majestic as the giant wall, it is enough to make Ping'an Street sleep peacefully tonight.

Watching the dawn sun rise, Han Junhua immediately ordered.

"Let the soldiers withdraw from the front line, the logistics company will light a fire and cook, and the fighter jets will continue to attack the zombies near the wall......"

At this time, a communications soldier ran in from outside the barracks.

Looking at the door, Han Junhua asked.

"What's the matter?"

"Word came from Metro Line 0, it was an order from the marshal. ”

The herald gave a military salute and orally conveyed Jiang Chen's order to Han Junhua.

After listening, Han Junhua nodded and signaled that he could go down.

With her arms folded over her chest, she lowered her head and thought for a moment, then she reached out and pressed it on the headset and ordered.

"Dispatch 500 sappers to Line 0 and bring all the engineering robots down. ”

“…… Understood!"

After the last order was given, Han Junhua breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and turned off the holographic screen, and sat back in his chair.

During this night, she almost did not rest for a moment, commanding both underground and above-ground battlefields at the same time.

And now, her energy is almost at the limit.

Lying on the table, her cold cheeks softened, and it was only when she was asleep that she had such a defenseless expression.

Strands of hair slipped down her thin, straight shoulders, and she moved her nose slightly, resting her face in the crook of her arm.

The thin lips muttered softly, and then slowly relaxed with the sleepiness that hit.

"It's okay......"

……

Holding his heavy body down from the wall, he passed through the third line of defense and returned to Ping'an Street, everyone's face was full of exhaustion. The clothes stained with dust and blood looked indescribably embarrassed from afar.

But in the end, they won, albeit hard.

Quite a few people's shoulders were already severely swollen, and even with the protection of an exoskeleton, fighting for a night in a row had brought their physical and mental strength to the limit. Especially in this kind of engagement with zombies, unless it is the commander who orders the dumping of fuel, there is no respite at all.

Pulling the bayonet from under the hot barrel, the exhausted warriors, having passed through the walls of the third line of defense, sat down on the ground and did not have the strength to take a single step.

The men of the logistics company set up a shed on the side of the fence, set up a cauldron, and lit a fire to cook porridge.

The aroma diluted the pungent smell of blood, and the soldiers, mercenaries, and survivors who were close to collapse regained their strength, barely got up with their rifles, and limped in the direction of the shed.

Breakfast is a thick porridge with thick boiled meat, and every spoonful is a visible meat flower. In addition, there are steamed buns that can be eaten openly, and a small packet of pickles. Every soldier, mercenary, and survivor who participated in the defense of the city had a share.

By the standards of the wasteland, this breakfast is undoubtedly hearty.

It is precisely because of this that many local mercenaries and survivors shed tears while nibbling on steamed buns and drinking porridge.

It was tears of emotion.

They have always had two meals a day, so how can they afford to eat breakfast?

The soldiers of NAC were not so pretentious, eating steamed buns and drinking porridge in large bowls, and the words of emotion were left in their hearts. Occasionally looking up at those small bites of mercenaries and survivors, as if looking at the soil buns in the countryside, I laughed in my heart that they had never seen the world.

Standing on the giant wall, Song Chenyu muttered to himself.

"It's unbelievable that we did it. ”

The clenched fists slowly relaxed, looking at the corpses under the city wall, the NAC officer standing next to him, muttered to himself.

"yes, we did. ”

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Sir, your breakfast. ”

A logistician ran up the wall, put the plastic bag containing canned food, dry food, and porridge boxes on the table next to the NAC officer, beat his chest with his right hand and saluted, then trotted away.

"Good guy, it's actually canned beef," tore open the aluminum lid of the can, sniffed, the officer's serious expression finally eased, and grinned at Song Chenyu, "Do you want to have some?"

"Is it okay?" Smelling the tempting aroma of meat, Song Chenyu swallowed and foamed.

"There's nothing you can't do," the officer waved his hand, poked the steamed bun into the can and dipped it, munching on it as he pointed his chin in the direction of the Pan Asia Building, "Look at the flag there, we're already brothers in the trenches." ”

Following the officer's line of sight, Song Chenyu saw that on the roof of the Pan Asia Building, I don't know when the NAC flag had been raised.

The flag of the Shangjing City Survivors Alliance Council, which had been flying there, had long since disappeared, as if it had never existed.

After two seconds of silence, Song Chenyu smiled sassy, sat down opposite the officer, reached out and took out the white-flour steamed buns from the plastic bag, and tore open a box of canned meat.

"If you say so, then I'm welcome. ”

He had been prepared for this moment as early as last night, so much so that he didn't even feel the slightest surprise when the flag appeared there.

It only took him two seconds to adjust to this change in identity.

"We are also comrades-in-arms who have fought side by side, I will talk to you casually here, just remember when you hear it, don't say anything, don't ask anything. The officer looked at him as he chewed on the steamed bun.

You say. Song Chenyu said solemnly.

"It's rare for our marshals to be parachuted into the field from the top of the NAC to serve at the grassroots level, and very few people are willing to go to those places where birds don't," the officer grinned after taking a sip of porridge, "Generally speaking, positions such as city defense chiefs are filled by locals. We grasp military power, only grasp the top, and the lower ones are boldly delegated downward. Hongcheng, Wushi, and Yizhou are all like this, and Hangzhou City used to be the same, but now it is directly under the jurisdiction of NAC. ”

"What do you mean?" Song Chenyu's eyes flickered slightly.

"You used to watch the South Gate, didn't you?" the officer grinned, "Behave well, and being a city defense chief won't be a problem." ”

Song Chenyu was overjoyed and immediately thanked him.

"Thank you, brother. ”

Although it is also a gatekeeper, this has obviously changed from one door to four gates, and the status will naturally be different.

"Haha, I'll just mention it casually," the officer waved his hand and smiled, "It's up to you what you do, I didn't say anything." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Chenyu didn't care about eating, and immediately stood up.

Originally, he thought that he would have to be removed from his current position in a few days, but he did not expect that there was even the possibility of promotion? After some attention from this officer, he already knew what he should do.

"Speaking of which, the battle situation yesterday was anxious, and I haven't had time to ask my brother's name?"

"Zhu Dawei," Zhu Dawei grinned, "just call me Dawei." ”