Yuan Weijie and the others were completely stunned.
The leader's woman, and in such a high position!
He actually came to provide support in person and helped defend against the zombie horde for more than two hours!
With such a hands-on leader, Fuxing City is bound to be excellent!
The next second, Yuan Weijie no longer hesitated and said earnestly, "Miss Bai, as the head of the Survivors' Alliance, I hope to lead the Alliance to join Fuxing City! Please help me!"
Bai Feiming didn't expect it to go so smoothly; the other party didn't even discuss the terms.
He didn't ask for any special treatment just because he was in charge of Hero City.
This surprised Bai Feiming.
Is this the person in charge that Nangong Wenyao was referring to, whose mind was always on the survival of the Hero City?
Bai Feiming quickly regained her composure, her eyes filled with relief. She nodded gently: "Our Fuxing City has always welcomed like-minded people with open arms. Many of us were once soldiers of China, such as the brigade commander of the Second Brigade of the Fuxing Army. Before the disaster, he was also a brigade commander. After the crisis is over, I will arrange the follow-up matters to ensure that your people can smoothly integrate into Fuxing City."
"In addition, Fuxing City had more than 2 million permanent residents before the apocalypse. Even now, more than half of the houses are still vacant. I will arrange an area specifically for you so that you can gradually integrate into the whole of Fuxing City."
"In our Revival City, ordinary people will return to their pre-apocalyptic lives, where they can obtain ample food and supplies simply by working each day..."
As Bai Feiming recounted her story, excitement and anticipation flashed in Yuan Weijie's eyes.
For more than a year, he and the leadership have racked their brains and put in a lot of effort to ensure the survival of the Survivors Alliance.
In the end, they almost suffered a total annihilation.
Now we finally have a better place to settle down.
A big city where you don't have to worry about being attacked by giant beasts and zombies!
A big city where you don't have to worry about supplies!
After thinking for a moment, Bai Feiming continued, "You have led 150,000 people to survive in this world for so long, which demonstrates the capabilities of you leaders and soldiers. I will discuss with the leader and try to establish another army, with you continuing to hold important positions."
Yuan Weijie said gratefully, "Thank you!"
Although he didn't care about the position, the thought of establishing a unit and appointing his subordinates to those positions would reassure the soldiers.
Bai Feiming sized up Yuan Weijie and the other responsible persons.
They all had obvious smiles in their eyes; they were genuinely happy to join the City of Revival.
She glanced at Nangong Wenyao subconsciously, and Nangong Wenyao nodded slightly.
Bai Feiming understood that Nangong Wenyao meant that these people didn't have any other messy ideas.
They genuinely want to join Fuxing City.
This made Bai Feiming feel somewhat emotional.
Perhaps this is why the 150,000 members of the Survivors Alliance have survived intact to this day.
They have a group of leaders who genuinely care about them.
No wonder there are so many daredevils willing to die alongside zombies.
Throughout Chinese history, whenever a major crisis occurs, a group of heroes who serve the country and its people always emerge.
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Two more hours passed.
The flames were still burning, but they were not out of control.
There were countless zombie corpses and a lot of firewood piled up, so the fire burned very fiercely and spread very widely.
The air became dry, and the earth became dry.
The flames spread along the zombie corpses, forming a wall of fire that stretched for hundreds of meters in some places.
The flames leaped wildly, soaring several meters high, dyeing the city walls and even half the sky a dazzling orange-red.
Thick smoke billowed like a ferocious black dragon, swirling and twisting, spreading wildly in all directions.
Visibility became blurred by the thick smoke, and a pungent smell permeated every inch of the air.
It was a nauseating mixture of the stench of burning flesh, the acrid smell of burning wood, and the strange odor of various chemicals decomposing at high temperatures.
The guards on the city wall endured not only the high temperature but also the thick smoke and pungent smell that came from time to time.
Even though the wind wasn't blowing this way, the flames were still too close to them.
Even with a damp cloth covering their mouth and nose, the strong smell persisted, choking them until their eyes watered, their throats felt dry and sore, and they couldn't help but cough repeatedly.
But they still dared not let their guard down, and were ready to deal with any zombies that might break through the fire wall.
The N-type zombies seemed to focus their main attention on the internal organs of the level 3 eels, only sending out small groups of zombies to launch probing attacks.
Although the warriors of Hero City were suffering from the smoke, they also felt a sense of relief, as if they had survived a catastrophe.
They firmly believed that if they waited a little longer, reinforcements would arrive.
After all, they trusted Yuan Weijie, and they also trusted the higher-ups of the entire Survivors Alliance.
The temporary command post was located on the rooftop.
An adjutant walked up to Yuan Weijie and reported earnestly: "General Yuan, so far, of the 9,000 soldiers, only 6,323 remain; of the 5,000 recruited suicide squad members, only 2,945 remain; and of the guns still usable, including pistols, only 3,400 remain."
He paused, his expression turning grim: "The biggest shortage is bullets. We only have less than 100,000 rounds of various types left, which averages out to less than 30 bullets per gun. Once the flames die down and the zombies launch a full-scale attack, it won't be long before our soldiers are forced to fight the zombies with melee weapons..."
Yuan Weijie didn't directly answer the question. Instead, he looked at the still-burning fire and asked, "How long do you think this fire will last?"
"It should be fine to burn it for another hour or two."
Yuan Weijie looked up at the sky, which seemed to have been turned gray by the thick, dark smoke.
With a soft sigh, Yuan Weijie murmured to himself, "Please, please don't let it rain."
His words caused everyone's expression to change.
They all looked up at the sky, and before they knew it, the sky was already covered with dark clouds.
Is this caused by thick smoke, or is it really caused by dark clouds?
If it rains... the consequences are unimaginable.
After a few seconds of silence, Yuan Weijie said with a serious expression, "Go and recruit some more temporary soldiers who are willing to fight. Equip them all with steel spears and other melee weapons. Assemble them immediately!"
The adjutant roared, "Yes, sir!"
Above the sky.
Bai Feiming and Li Qingxuan, wearing gas masks, rode on a giant golden eagle, hovering directly above the horde of zombies.
The flames blocked the zombie horde's wide-range attacks, but the thick smoke they generated also greatly affected Bai Feiming's vision.
"Can you see any areas where level 3 or level 2 zombies gather?" Bai Feiming asked.
Li Qingxuan shook her head and said, "Sister Ming, it still doesn't work. This time, the N-type zombies of the zombie horde did not gather all the high-level zombies together; they were scattered in a large central area."
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