The man called Lao Zhou said this while spitting out blood.
He wanted to reach the end as a human being.
“Old Zhou!!”
The man shouted in pain, but still gritted his teeth and ended his companion with a metal spike.
While he was still feeling sad for his companions on the ground, a zombie suddenly pounced at his back!
Bang!
A bullet flew through the snow and pierced the zombie's head.
Hearing the sound of a body falling behind him, the man looked in the direction of the bullet in surprise. It was Ye Rongxin, the captain of the security team, standing there.
The man nodded in thanks, then turned around and continued to kill the zombies.
"Everyone, be careful! Don't underestimate the enemy! There are too many mutant zombies. Our advantage lies in using our brains and coordinating with our teammates!"
Liang Jiuhui shouted loudly. Although he knew that sacrifice was inevitable, he believed that every survivor who died in the base was a loss to humanity.
Therefore, the registration office for resisting the zombie tide at the base issued a new rule. For those with abilities below level three, no more than five people may participate in the competition at a time, and these five people can only stand in the back row or in the middle to fight the zombies.
The base encourages mercenary groups or entire teams to play together, and the coordinated fighting style can minimize casualties.
This rigid rule not only did not cause everyone's dissatisfaction, but instead made the various psychics realize the base's intentions.
Even if they are low-level psychics, the base not only does not look down on them, but is protecting them in disguise to prevent them from making unnecessary sacrifices.
It’s worth it to risk your life for a base like this!
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