Chu Mo was in a predicament.

There is an attack from a fourth-order zombie on the left, and an endless number of zombies pounce on the right.

Chu Mo waved the military spur in his left hand to fight the fourth-order zombies, and in his right hand, he controlled the silverfish flying knife to hunt the low-level zombies that pounced.

Fighting left and right, the energy in Chu Mo's body was fading little by little, and he dragged his extremely tired body slowly moving backwards.

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"Base No. 1" Chapter 102 Get out of the way It's being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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