During holidays, going out with your companions to take on missions outside the base is called earning pocket money, and if something happens outside, the base will still compensate your family.
Without this identity, I would have nothing.
An Lu sneered inwardly. The number of people in the superhuman army was huge. Not just the two thousand or so who came out on this mission, but with other bases, there might be over a million. Every year, the base's expenditure on pensions alone was a huge sum.
Not to mention there is also a large supply of materials.
The car fell silent for a moment. When there are many people, all sorts of thoughts arise. An Lu didn't blame anyone. She didn't expect everyone to admire Ye Shang like she did, or to be sincerely convinced by her.
But I don't want anyone to slander me.
The sound of the wheels rolling over the ground gradually drowned out the conversation inside the car.
After a while, An Lu arranged the plan for the team that would be going to provide support later: "First, those whose abilities have recovered more than 50% should go out to provide support. Those whose injuries still need to be healed should stay in the car. When you are recovering from your injuries, remember to meditate to restore your abilities."
"Secondly, I hope that everyone will approach every mission with the determination to die. We are an army of superhumans, equivalent to the people's army trusted by the people before the apocalypse. Now we are protecting our homeland, so I hope everyone will be 100% focused."
Her gaze was firm, her voice loud yet authoritative, and her eyes swept over everyone in the car: "Everything will be judged according to the standards of doctors who treat people with superpowers."
Inside the transport vehicle, some people were seated, while others sat directly on the floor. More than twenty people were crammed into the vehicle. An Lu did not choose to sit in the front passenger seat because she knew that some people would feel uneasy after their companions died one by one.
So she was also sitting in the back car, but she was sitting by the door. She looked at everyone in the car. All the injured had been treated, and except for those with broken arms and legs, almost everyone had recovered.
The transport vehicle wasn't very spacious, and her voice reached everyone's ears.
"When we arrive, the elemental main attack team will clear the way ahead, the wind-type team will clear the way on both sides, and the speed-type ability users can go ahead to check first. When you see Leng Ran's team, guide us over to meet up with them."
An Lu made arrangements one by one, and no one present dared to object or question them. She was making arrangements to improve their chances of survival.
After driving for nearly an hour, the transport vehicle finally stopped outside the city where Leng Ran and his group were located.
Only Xiao Jiu and five other injured people with broken arms and legs remained on the bus.
He said regretfully to An Lu, "Captain An, hang in there, I'll come to help in an hour."
The healing ability user behind him glanced at him coldly but said nothing.
Normally, such repair and treatment would require two or three days of rest to return to optimal condition. However, with battle imminent, forget it. Two hours of recovery is the bare minimum for treating a superhuman. At least the bone is almost healed. If it breaks again, he can just re-set it.
An Lu nodded: "Okay, you guys take care of yourselves here."
After saying that, he and everyone got out of the car.
There were no zombies on the edge of the area, and the surroundings were relatively quiet. An Lu frowned as she looked at the environment on the edge, where there were still traces of blood.
Whether it's a zombie or a human, there will be bloodstains after they are killed.
A large amount of blood was scattered on the ground, and it had not yet completely dried.
With a calm gaze, An Lu led the superhumans quickly into the city.
The fastest on the way were the speed-type ability users, who used their incredible speed to explore the city.
An Lu, along with the attacking ability users, quickly headed into the city.
In the city, Song Wennuan, Wei Jin, and others are doing their best to support Leng Ran.
Not far away, Leng Ran had short hair stained with a lot of blood. In her hand, she held a knife that was somewhat similar to Song Wenwen's, except that hers was a two-handed slashing sword formed by her own supernatural power, and the ice blade was covered with zombie blood.
She wielded her ice-based abilities with extreme skill; frost had gathered and spread across her eyebrows and hair due to the excessive use of ice-based abilities.
A pair of cold eyes watched the group of superiors rushing towards them. Almost as if by magic, their hands, stained with blood, gripped two ice-slicing blades, sharp as if slicing through a melon.
She spun around, dodging and slicing the charging zombie in half at the waist. At her feet lay piles of zombie corpses, some with heads, some with cuts from the waist up.
A group of people held their ground, preventing the zombies from breaking in. A large number of zombies surrounded them from all sides, and their position was deeper than An Lu's previous position.
We're almost at the city center.
Even though Song Wenwen came to help just now, she only helped them get a little away from the city and found an area where they could take turns resting for a minute or two.
There's a canopy in the middle, so no zombies attack from above, but all around are superhumans attacking the zombies outwards.
The number of zombies in this city was not as large as in the previous city, only about 100,000, but they still managed to kill them for a long time.
There weren't as many high-level zombies as in the previous city, probably around ten or twenty.
The people on this side are all high-level superhumans. The reason they have been able to hold out for so long is due to the massive superhuman abilities that each of them initially stored up.
Leng Ran's team has suffered around ten casualties so far, all of whom are high-level ability users. Before dying, each of them would rush into the zombie horde and self-destruct to buy their teammates a little bit of rest time.
But after a while, some people will despair. From the time they arrived in this city until now, not counting the time it took to get here from the base, they have been holding on for more than two hours.
Song Wennuan shouted loudly, "Brothers, hold on a little longer! Captain Ye will be here as soon as he finishes dealing with An Lu. Hang in there, everyone!"
As she spoke, she slashed another gash in front of her with her blood-stained crescent blade, leaving behind only mid-level and low-level zombies.
Some people felt comforted by her words. Everyone knew that as long as Captain Ye came, they would be able to get out of their predicament. They just needed to persevere a little longer!
Thinking of this, someone suddenly shouted, "Ah!!! I'll fight you to the death!" His arm was grabbed by a zombie and pulled outwards with force, and he even floated up uncontrollably.
His right arm instantly turned pitch black, looking somewhat eerie, but he practically screamed himself hoarse as he charged forward.
Leng Ran stared at the man with bloodshot eyes and roared, "Li Yun, what are you doing! Come back!"
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