The thunder continued, and the sky near noon was as dark as evening, with only a glimmer of sunshine, still telling that it was a day.

Mingzhou Hospital, on the roof of the main building of the main entrance hospital, in the conference room that was originally used for hospital staff meetings, was filled with smoke, and a group of men were sitting quietly in turn, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Because of the thunderstorm, the lights in the dim room were turned on, and the men inside frowned one by one, smoking cigarettes, as if they had just discussed something, but they were a little deadlocked.

The middle-aged man at the head, holding his fingers with a cigarette, kept tapping on the huge conference table made of solid wood, a little impetuous.

And a man in military uniform at the other end of the conference table was also frowning, looking at the oppressive atmosphere of the crowd in front of him, looking very passive.

The man in military uniform, who is also very old, obviously couldn't suppress the depression in his heart, and said: "Lao Ding, although we are often vindictive, but now it is about the safety of the Mingzhou stronghold, I won't argue with you about anything, my decision is that no matter what these people want to do, now we must take action to deal with it, just in case, when the number of zombies in the southern business district enters the vicinity of the stronghold, we will be submerged and there will be nothing left!" ”

The man known as Lao Ding raised his head and looked at the man in military uniform at the other end, the two of them, as the two rulers of the Mingzhou Hospital stronghold, one represented the military department and the other represented ZF, and they had not been very harmonious with each other in the stronghold.

There is no other, interests, rights, resources.

It's just that listening to the man's words now, Lao Ding frowned, and his fingers holding the cigarette also stopped moving, indeed, there is nothing more important than this when facing the life and death of the stronghold.

"So what are you going to do! I asked people to check on the top of the building, although the line of sight is very poor, but those people have broken into the southern business district, you should have heard the gunshots, they even used grenades, such a movement, the entire southern business district, the entire perimeter of this business circle, all the living creatures have been awakened, we can't stop it! ”

Holding a cigarette in one puff, sucking it in a big gulp, and holding the cigarette between two fingers, you can see at a glance that it is an old smoking gun, and it has been smoking for some years.

The man in military uniform on the opposite side pursed his mouth, indeed, the current situation is very passive, it is not something they can stop, everything has been launched, they are like being pushed onto the battlefield, they can't choose.

As the two gangs of forces in the stronghold of Mingzhou Hospital, he has been the leader of the army since the end of the world, and has been ruling the power of the army until now, and Lao Ding on the other side is a senior official in the ZF in Yinzhou District, he manages the team led by ZF, this team is now the organization of order management in the stronghold, and he has a group of JC team of the Yinzhou District Public Security Bureau, although the number of soldiers in the army under him is more than them, but the two gangs have been a little deadlocked, and they are all intriguing for the only right to speak in the stronghold.

Now, everything is not important, coping with the current situation is the most critical.

"Lao Ding, you first arrange manpower to appease the survivors in the stronghold, and also monitor some survivors with dissenting intentions who may take advantage of the chaos to riot, as for the gangs and groups in the stronghold, you must also control them, and don't let them take advantage of the fire to rob!"

Lao Ding smoked a cigarette, looked at the middle-aged man in military uniform opposite, and pursed his lips.

"My manpower has been arranged by you, so what are your people doing!?"

The man in military uniform, obviously knowing that he would have such a question, opened his mouth to explain: "My people go out directly to guard the security of the stronghold near the broken bridge, and I also plan to arrange manpower to go into the southern business district, find those people, and stop their behavior!" ”

"Are you crazy to go to the Southern Business District? Those people, do you really think that with a dozen of them, you can clean up the zombies over there? Didn't you send someone to your death? Think we have too many people in our base? ”

Lao Ding slapped the table and stood up, and shouted, and the managers in the stronghold sitting next to him also exchanged their heads and talked about each other.

The man in military uniform smiled, looked at the rainstorm outside the window, stood up and shook his head.

"How could I send my warriors to their deaths? I just want to try, if those people don't go inside, we can organize them, dissuade them, or if they don't listen, we'll get rid of them, and I'll do whatever I can for the safety of the stronghold! ”

Lao Ding listened to the man's somewhat chilling words, and his brows furrowed again.

"If you don't send your people, is that sending my people to death? Or the survivors in the colony! These guys aren't as stupid as you think! ”

The man in military uniform turned to look at him and said, "Forgot?" The gang of guys who came from the Wanda stronghold in the Southern Business District gave us a bunch of captives at the beginning, and I have kept the remnants of the convoy that attacked our stronghold, just to be useful in these times! ”

Lao Ding obviously remembered something, his eyes widened as he looked at the man in military uniform not far away, and the corners of the man's mouth with a smile revealed a coldness.

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Dirty blood splattered onto the goggles, and Long Chen didn't wipe them with his hands, because such a heavy rain and the inertia of his sprint forward washed away the dirt on the goggles in an instant.

With the slaying knife in his hand, he slashed the body of the zombie in front of him freely, and then played a knife flower from behind, bypassed the body from the right side again, and was controlled by him to swing forward.

The expression under the mask was excited and excited, excited, because there had been no such battle that could indulge his strength for a long time, and the excitement was because he had obtained the basic sword technique from the third brother and used it in actual combat, which really improved his strength and skills a lot.

Of course, the premise is that when he holds the knife now, if he was a novice in knife skills before, but now he is a veteran, and the horse chopping knife in his hand is extraordinary and agile, which has never been done before.

In the past, he always used strength, alienation, and his body to control the long knife with brute force, but now he uses technique, experience, and a subtle perception of the body.

One is as if I am very familiar with long knives, so familiar that I feel like an old friend for many years, an extraordinary feeling.

The rain washed away, and the constant thunder in the sky, could not stop Long Chen, and the soldiers of the third squad not far from him, everyone was like a wolf, using the zombies in front of them as their food, as sheep one by one, and they wanted to eat up these sheep.

The blade was sharp, like an incomparable silver light, allowing Long Chen's posture to move forward with all his might.

As long as the zombies in front of him are like wheat, they are quickly harvested by him, and the whole road is unstoppable.

"Bell"

With a crisp sound, the blade slashed at the body of the zombie in front of him, and it unexpectedly released a sound that should not have been.

Chen Long's eyes under the goggles narrowed slightly, it turned out that the zombies that appeared in front of him were no longer ordinary zombies, but mutant zombies, these zombies were covered with thick leather, and there were pieces of crustaceans on them, which hindered the cutting of the blade.

Without any hesitation, the left-handed robotic arm slammed forward.

"Bang"

I can feel the shock transmitted by the mechanical arm to my body, although it is not strong, but I can understand the solidity of the mutant zombie surface in front of me, however, they still can't resist Chen Long's left hand, only to see that the carapace that received a punch is still shattered, and it is dented, and Chen Long's left hand is deeply inserted into its chest and abdomen.

"Cheer me up, be careful, there are a large number of mutant zombies entering the scene!"

Chen Long chopped away the dead mutant zombies in front of him with a knife, and he could see the zombies gushing out in the distance, mixed with these various weird zombies, these are much stronger than ordinary zombies, mutant zombies.