Chapter 239 Who is the Base Commander?

Everyone was gasping and staring.

This one zombie is so difficult to deal with, how can we defeat several more?

Sang Guqiu picked up the piece of ice that contained the crystal core and hammered it hard with the bottom of a wooden stick. A crack appeared and the crystal core fell out and she put it in her pocket.

She has always been worried that her father has not yet applied for a card, and the only crystal core was given to her mother first. The guilt in her heart has been haunting her. Now that she finally got the crystal core, she must help her father apply for a card.

Her actions were seen by everyone, but no one dared to stop her. Some people who didn't care about the crystal core cursed her in their hearts for making noise at any time, but Sang Guqiu didn't take them seriously at all.

It was obvious that the zombies that were about to come were attracted by the noise just now and had nothing to do with her little voice.

"Get ready, they are coming." Hu Zi suddenly said, and the atmosphere in the field instantly became serious.

No matter what, the zombies are already outside the door. There is no point in arguing. Let’s solve the impending crisis outside first.

The doors were slammed by the zombies, and the dull sound seemed to hit everyone's heart. The rapidly beating heart vigorously pumped blood to the whole body, contributing strength to the next battle.

"Men, come and block the door! Hold on!" The veins on Sang Zhengyi's forehead bulged, and he and Hu Zi blocked the door tightly. The others also squeezed over, putting their hands on the iron door full of holes, wrestling with the zombies outside.

Sang Yu threw the children into the villa again, and went in to find a kitchen knife. When she left, she heard a voice message saying that one hundred points had been deducted.

Just go ahead and knock her out. Your life is at stake. If she hadn't found the hammer, why would she come out with a kitchen knife?

She didn't have time to feel sad and quickly returned to the scene.

"Brother Huzi, take it!" She squeezed through the crowd and handed the kitchen knife to Huzi. His long arms were more suitable for it than anyone else's.

No one cared to figure out where she found the weapon. Instead, they felt a strange sense of security when they saw it.

Chop, chop, chop! Chop them to death!

The iron door was riddled with holes and made an ominous noise as both sides pushed at it. The homemade simple hinges were shaking and were about to fall off.

The person behind him had beads of sweat on his forehead.

"No, it's not good."

I don't know whose voice it was. Just as I made a wrong prediction, the next second the hinge at the top fell down with a clang and hit Sang Zhengyi on the head.

He looked up in pain and saw a gap above the door, and a ferocious face appeared behind it.

"Ah! It's on top."

The screams made it even more excited, its stiff head banging against the wall, and its dark blue face looked like a rotten corpse that had been frozen in a funeral home for many years and had crawled out again, looking both terrifying and disgusting.

Zombies in winter don't stink, but their heads are tougher and more difficult to fight.

Their physical strength is limited, and zombies are tireless. After three hours of persistence, those inside gradually lost their strength, and even their desire to survive was no longer strong.

Sang Zhengyi saw it and was anxious, so he had to encourage them in a low voice.

Sang Yu also approached from behind, watching her father with no expression. She had already called her sister and mother to the villa. As long as the situation was not right, she would quickly take action to protect herself.

Sang Zhengyi saw through her thoughts at a glance, and the words stuck in his throat asking her to leave were unable to come out.

As the hinges fell one by one, it became a foregone conclusion that the zombies would eventually come in.

Some mothers saw that things were not going well and cried and begged Sang Yu to take her children in and give them a chance to survive.

Sang Yu looked at her father. Sang Zhengyi knew that it was no use saying those empty words now, so she nodded and made a final effort. She said, "Don't worry, I will."

The zombies were right in front of them. Sang Yu and the mothers picked up wooden sticks and hit the zombies' heads in the crack of the door hard. The banging sound really had no killing power, but the zombies were getting closer and closer.

Just when everyone was in despair, several very powerful voices sounded outside.

"Bang!"

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

A deafening sound rang out, and the zombies in the crack of the door were attracted by the louder sound and turned around to pounce on the intruder.

The sudden change shocked everyone and they were at a loss as to what to do. They leaned forward to take a look through the crack in the door and saw people wearing uniforms with special symbols on their shoulder sleeves killing zombies.

That sign? Help is coming!

Those who escaped from the clutches of death were surprised and delighted, and seeing them was an unprecedented feeling of intimacy.

The zombies that were very difficult for them to deal with were as easy as kneading mud in the hands of the other party.

In less than a minute, more than ten zombies fell to the ground, but they were unharmed.

They noticed that there were survivors behind the crumbling door, and one of them walked out from the team and asked a few questions.

Sang Zhengyi went forward to reply, and when the other party asked if he was willing to accept rescue and teleport back to the base, he weighed the pros and cons.

Going to a friend for help is a bad move. The two parties have not been in contact for a long time and cannot bring any benefits to each other. In comparison, the other party's militarized base is willing to accept them, which is a timely help.

He then asked, "Could you please tell me who the base commander is?"

The man replied: "General Chu Wanfu."

Sang Zhengyi was stunned and then overjoyed.

"Okay, agreed, agreed! We'll all go."

...

Xia Yan has been lying in the safe zone for two days.

She drank all kinds of tea and tried all kinds of snacks, but Chu Wanfu never came.

Could it be that there are new survivors in the base?

She was just sighing when a customer came downstairs to find her and started talking in a complaining tone.

"Boss Xia, please go up and take a look! That bastard broke the washing machine. I can't even wash my clothes."

Xia Yan stood up and asked curiously, "Which brat?"

Lin sighed, "It's the kid with the surname Ye."

Ye Qizhen?

This was strange. She rarely heard that Ye Qizhen had committed any crime, and she had not received any notification from the system.

"I'll go up and take a look."

Lin led the way, complaining as she walked:

"Some people here are so unrespectable. They throw underwear, pants, socks, shoes and everything else in together, and don't clean up after washing. The floor is full of water, and they even order the waiters to do this and that. I can't stand it."

Xia Yan was surprised, "Is there such a thing?"

Lin snorted coldly, "Manager Xiongxiong is easy to talk to. He just fooled around and got away with it, and then—"

The elevator arrived just in time, and a ding interrupted her words. When Bai Zuo and Bai You saw Xia Yan, they stood up straight, held their heads high and chests puffed out, and walked out with a righteous look on their faces.

"Be careful." Lin endured it again and again, but still turned back to remind him.

These two brats, it's really terrible that they don't have parents to discipline them. They don't know how to refuse when they are pestered by some shabby people. Alas.

The two of them stepped into the elevator, which went all the way up to the fifth floor, where it stopped and the door opened.

"Hey, look who's here again."