Three hundred kilometers away from the Tulu Vault, to the east of the Ice and Snow City, there is a steel bunker-like building, exquisitely like an ice and snow city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Eagle No. 3 Base City!

This is the large-scale shelter that Xiong Guo painstakingly operates, with complete equipment, perfect science and technology, abundant survival materials, all kinds of large machinery in and out of the entrance, and a large range of farmland in the wild, although you can't see what is planted, but the appearance is very beautiful.

The clean and tidy streets are filled with people of different skin tones, including the gods of the Lord of Light.

It's a whole small city.

In addition to the Lord of Light, there are at least three temples built by the gods in the city, and they are all living in peace.

"Mr. Councillor, we have contacted Vault F376."

In the office, the young parliamentarian put down his pen: "It's rare to have such good news, where are their people?" I want to be the first to know about the situation. ”

The beautiful messenger shook his head: "There is no messenger, we were contacted in the Red Alert Base Alliance." ”

"Red Alert base?" The councillor's brow furrowed.

The messenger pulled out a few images from the folder, which contained snapshots of the transactions between the Tulu Vault and other Alliance members, and a sign on the Tulu Vault's icon: "Yes, they also have a Red Police base, and the level is level 1." ”

"Level 1." The councilor's brows furrowed, and he smiled: "Contact them, who is the person in charge over there?" ”

"General Tulu."

The councillor nodded, "Tulu? Which part of the general? Maybe we have a few more sides to meet. ”

The messenger said solemnly: "There is no such person." I have reported that a significant part of important national information has been lost as a result of the severity of the disaster, which has exceeded estimates, causing unforeseen damage. Perhaps this General Tulu is in the lost document. ”

"Alright, General Tulu, in the name of the Municipal Council, invite him to Eagle 3 Base. I hope that he is a person who understands the general situation, does not cling to the rights of the Emperor of the Soil, and returns to the jurisdiction of our headquarters. ”

"Yes, I'll go and draft the invitation right away."

……

Turrou Refuge.

The smell of gunpowder and tar pervasives.

"Quick, move the cannon over there."

Makeshift sappers came and went like bees, with only a week's worth of military training to carry shells and baggage.

The cold weather covered in snow and white smoke rising from the top of each head.

"Where is my grenade, have you put it away?" Turu commanded from a high place, and moved out all the weapons he could use for refuge.

Although Tulu is a general, few people know that this general is self-appointed by him. In fact, in peacetime, he was only an idle member of the logistics department, at least three and a half ranks away from the general.

In the disaster, many high-level people did not survive and became zombies, there were no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys were called kings. After stabilizing the initial riots, he somehow became a number one.

As for weapons, even if the advanced arsenal knows the location, it has no permission to open it; I had to run to the abandoned warehouse and pick up some antique-level equipment that I had replaced.

"General, the zombies are ten kilometers away from us and have already entered the attack range."

"Hit me, destroy them."

At the sound of an order, the shells were fired, and as far as the naked eye could see, the red light on the horizon flickered and lit up one by one, and then there was the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

"Go on, launch!"

In the rumbling cannon sound, the brightest red rainbow flew in the night sky, and after three waves of attacks, the shells were tightened.

"Stop, stop; The scout went over to see what was going on. Are the zombies dead? ”

……

The stump and severed arm, the smell of disgusting and burnt meat mixed with the smell of fire-roasted oil, and the smell of gunpowder were mixed together, and the flames could not be extinguished.

The handsome man with ruby eyes was safe and sound, and when he walked into the flames, the flames automatically gave way: "The little ants in the shelter have grown a little ability, and they have destroyed all my zombies ten miles away." He looked dejected.

"Even after my repeated transformations, with jumping zombies and corroding zombies, my speed and agility have been greatly enhanced. But the flaws in the core have not changed, the zombie army lacks long-range attack capabilities, and lacks the ability to defend against thermal weapons, which is the most critical. ”

Ruby eyes raised their heads, as if they could see from ten miles away, the excitement of human beings cheering for victory within the range covered by the high-voltage power grid. "That's all the experimental data this vault can provide, and there aren't enough experimental materials in the base. So it's game over. ”

The ruby-eyed handsome uncle took out the black walkie-talkie and said in a cruel voice: "Open the fourth, sixth, and eighth passages, and activate the spotted undead." ”

After giving the order, Ruby Eyes left, turned and disappeared into the night.

The Tulu refuge, taking a break from work to eat after the war.

"General Tulu, who led us to defeat the zombies again, is simply a contemporary god of war."

"Your deeds will go down in history and be admired by all generations."

"General Tulu is the hope of mankind, and under your leadership, we will recover the Ice and Snow City and the Bear Country."

Tulu felt very comfortable in his heart, and forced himself to be calmer: "Colleagues, there is a long way to go.

However, I can declare that zombies are no longer a threat to shelters, and I can confidently tell all survivors that we can deal with all zombie-related situations.

Of course, there are other things that are more dangerous besides zombies. But I believe that with the help of my colleagues, all difficulties will be overcome. ”

The Glorious Church has always been a thorn in my heart.

In the entire biochemical world, there are no less than a hundred Red Alert bases, and these are all powerful competitors.

There is still a long way to go.

After everyone praised it, they went to get busy.

came in to do business: "May I ask the general, what level is used for this celebration banquet?" ”

Tulu groaned, I just got supplies from a town during the day, everyone relax and have a large-scale celebration banquet? It was a difficult decision, to take a town that was still severely lacking in supplies for survival. The celebrations are too costly, and the next military operation will have to pick up the pace. Exchanging cannonballs for survival is the main theme of the last days.

There is also good news, the food in the artificial cultivation pot is rising, these high-quality seeds from the Babel City Mall are healthier than the growth of the Radiance Church, and the resistance is better in all aspects.

Turu likes the Tower of Babel Mall, which is exchanged for equal value and does not have too many entanglements. Don't like the Church of Radiance, and in the name of free, delusional attempts to annex the entire Vault.

The Interior Officer held the papers, his hands shivering in the cold wind, and he must not have guessed how much his general had been thinking about at this point.

"Let's use the second specification."

"Yes." The Interior Officer breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked away briskly with his back straight, and when he reached a place where the general could not see, he hurriedly put the folder in a creaky nest, and his frozen hand was gathered into his clothes.

General Tulu had set the scale of the celebration less than three seconds before scouts ran wildly, shouting and running.

"The general is not good, the zombies are coming."