Controlling a transportation line can provide a strong guarantee for the army's motorized mobility, timely support, and delivery of materials.

Small alleys and alleys, when conditions permit, try their best to block them, leaving only the main roads and sending heavy troops to guard them.

The location of the new shelter school can be designated as the first strategic point to extend the occupation.

You can quickly enter the city, clear zombies and parasitic beasts, and obtain resources;

Retreat to the low hill and rely on the strong defensive structures on the hill to defend against strong enemies.

The sound of gunfire reverberated through the sky, continuous, intermittent, and chaotic the city.

Terror robots scatter in all directions, attracting targets in the depths of the old town.

If they kill zombies with impunity, or stay somewhere, the blackskins can still find a way to destroy this difficult prey.

However, under the orders of the commander, they fought "kite warfare" and "sparrow warfare", jumping up and down, and they could not catch up with them at all.

Take the cross-river bridge as the inner boundary, and take the ridge wilderness as the boundary.

Excluding villages and towns, the entire old city covers an area of nearly 500 square kilometers.

Six terror robots, starting from the shelter at the central point, dutifully roamed the area three or four kilometers away.

Therefore, the small area of hunting zombies and collecting materials on the side of the large army has received much less resistance.

Hundreds of thousands of zombies can't be provoked, and they can't be defeated.

Fighting between people and zombies relies more on IQ and less brute force.

The water is muddy, fishing in troubled waters, and making a fortune in a muffled voice.

"Time is pressing, we must expand the overall size of the army before the second evolutionary zombie of the unknown appears, and build the shelter and the low mountain base into a solid place."

Wang Tu walked to a convenience store, pulled out a cushioned long-backed chair from it, sat on the side of the street, bowed his head slightly, and massaged his temples.

It's not about fear, it's probably just a strong sense of crisis about an uncontrollable future.

After asking about the base in the past two days, she refused Wang Tu's request for her to scout the surrounding high-level zombies.

The previous giant's time was a help within the scope of "regulations".

Naturally, there will not be many times such help.

She...... Or rather, the Star Alliance, what is more important is ...... The Commander's personal potential.

It's still like the feeling of oppression when I first learned about the two-star evolutionary zombies, and the swarming attack is even stronger.

Therefore, Wang Tu's heart was impatient, and he couldn't wait to go to the scene 24 hours a day, busy with ...... Make money and explode soldiers!

All the development is indispensable to him, the supreme commander.

In many things, only with his personal presence on the scene can the soldiers give full play to their highest efficiency and role.

Talking on paper, remote command through walkie-talkies, occasionally can, but definitely not into a habit.

The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, fleeting, and once an immeasurable situation occurs, there is no way to regret it.

And his flesh and blood must eat, rest, and sleep.

Therefore, it is still necessary to come step by step, steadily and slowly.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, difficult in the middle, and ......difficult in the back" After a long time, Wang Tu suddenly sighed and sighed inexplicably.

The virus has invaded humanity, and in a short period of time, the entire planet has been in flames, and there is not a single survivor alive, and their horror is unquestionable.

In particular, the army of the Fuxi Empire has not appeared for a long time, and the large-scale rescue force has not even been seen.

This proves that virus infection and zombies occupying the city are not as simple as imagined.

Wang Tu is currently living in a remote city, where the army is raised, and it still belongs to the oldest district of the city.

After coming into contact with the mysterious evolution and strength of zombies and parasitic beasts, the royal disciples did not dare to act recklessly.

He always had a gut feeling awake to watch...... Outside of Koto City, especially in a bustling city with a population of nearly 10 million, the enemy will be even stronger.

I have just started, and what I have come into contact with is only the tip of the iceberg, and if I am not careful, I may not be left with scum.

"At the very least, we should completely occupy the old city first, use a large amount of money, train a large number of troops, and popularize the promotion of stars. And build tanks and form a larger armored corps, so that it will be relatively safe. ”

Wang Tu thought helplessly.

Except for the expansion of the army, there was nothing else that could console him.

At one end of the street, armed mining trucks are busy devouring metal, commuting to and from the low mountain metal refineries and mining sites.

As for the other side, there was a group of conscripts with submachine guns behind them.

They work in groups of three or five, using manpower to push abandoned cars to the side.

Several restored vans drove up, piloted by a driver selected from among the survivors.

The door was wide open, and a large amount of supplies piled up in it, and it was only after it was filled up that it left.

The battle continued, and the trucks ran back and forth for an unknown number of times.

The interior of the Sanctuary Library is dry and spacious enough to serve as a storehouse.

Bagged rice and noodles, boxes of medicines, clothes that have not yet been labeled, and ...... A variety of other household items, snacks, bottled water and beverages.

Boxes and barrels, barrels and cans.

Except for those who stood guard and patrolled, all the soldiers who stayed behind participated in the task of transporting.

……

Nie Yuanfan is a foreigner, once worked as a manager in a foreign-funded company, and because of his outstanding ability, he is one of the few people who can earn an annual salary of one million at a young age.

But that doesn't matter.

He is now a survivor in the Legion of Dawn shelter.

Nie Yuanfan's family conditions are good, he has never done these hard jobs before, but now he has no qualifications to choose.

Anyway, it's not easy to be able to not die.

The arrival of the end times took the lives of those colleagues and friends around him one by one.

No matter how poor or rich, ugly or beautiful, their fate is basically the same.

Being eaten and killed, it's like the animal world you love to watch—

The only fate of the weak species in it is to be reduced to food.

As for now, survived, even if it was a fresh start.

Nie Yuanfan still felt extremely lucky.

Just two hours ago, he was still squatting on the ground, dirty and messy, and followed the person in charge, Zhang Qiang, to build a wall.

Now, as if in a dream, he has become the caretaker of the shelter's supply warehouse.

Covered in cement and holding a shovel in his hand, he stood at the door of the library, staring blankly.

The tall soldiers were non-stop, carrying all kinds of supplies on their shoulders and carrying them to the second floor.

It's messy, and it's piled up one hill after another.

ran to ask Zhang Qiang, "What's going on......

The other party patted the walkie-talkie hanging in his pocket.

"Oh, didn't you study economics and management?"

"Yes......"

"That's right, the Chief, just appointed to put you in charge of the most important warehouse in this shelter."

Nie Yuanfan was stunned, staring at him, a little excited.

"No need to build walls?"