"How can you talk like that to our battalion commander?!" It was still a soldier beside Liao Changfa who spoke.

"Huang Xing must not be rude!" Liao Changfa interrupted Huang Xing's words and said personally: "I am the leader of this army. My name is Liao Changfa. Dare to ask what this little brother is called? ”

It's not that Liao Changfa doesn't want to put on a tough attitude of the army before the end of the world, but because the last days make it impossible for the army to put on a tough attitude.

The advent of the end times has made many untrained ordinary people suddenly gain tremendous strength. The battalion commander who searched for survivors had suffered at the hands of one of the survivors before because he had not changed his mind about the supremacy of the country.

Although the survivor died in the end, it cost nearly a platoon of troops. The cost is simply too great for the current situation.

The end times are approaching, and the world's population is plummeting by nine-tenths, although there is no way to keep a complete count due to the disruption of communication facilities. However, each city can understand the fact that the population is declining sharply from the perspective of its own population surplus.

In other words, human resources, which were the least lacking in China, have now become scarce resources. What's more, after the second blood rain, how difficult it is to survive Liao Changfa, who is the leader of this team, is the clearest. A team like them with a well-equipped and well-balanced mix of abilities is not a guarantee that there will be no battle damage. Liao Changfa didn't believe that these three people could escape these ten days just by hiding in the supermarket. Can you still fight in the face of the arrival of the army?