The next day.

Han Qingxia drove to the first line of defense early in the morning.

When she arrived, more than 400 students from the Midsummer Alliance School had already arrived.

All students wore polymer combat uniforms distributed uniformly within the alliance.

Wrap them one by one from beginning to end.

There is only one item in today's exam, and that is killing zombies!

All students can use any weapons, including guns and knives, and as long as they kill the zombies, they will get credit.

Of course, in order to protect the flowers that were still in their infancy, Yue Tu cleaned up the examination room outside early in the morning.

Only about a hundred zombies were left in each examination area.

When the classmates saw Han Qingxia arrive, excitement was written all over their childish faces.

"Come on, everyone."

"Yes! Principal!"

A uniform sound rang out, and all the students were divided into four areas according to their age.

The minimum age to take the exam is eight years old.

There is a clear gap among the children in the Midsummer Alliance. There are very few children under the age of eight, and not many in the age group of eight to ten. The children are mainly between the ages of twelve and fourteen.

Because in the end times, children and the elderly really have the highest mortality rate.

Whether it is at the beginning of the apocalypse or in the process of it, the weak have always been the targets of bullying.

But one thing is that the children who survived are no longer little white rabbits.

Before joining the Han Qingxia Alliance, each of these children had experienced the most brutal apocalypse.

Each of them has the light of a young tiger in their eyes.

Han Qingxia really approves of this spirit.

In her previous life, she had the impression that if she could survive to the end of the apocalypse, there would be no psychological difference between children and adults. The only difference was that children were weak and had very few resources flowing to them. No matter how fierce and cruel they were, it would be difficult for them to compete with adults for interests.

You will only be bullied by strong adults.

If they want to survive, they have to be more cunning than adults.

Now, she gives these weak children the opportunity to grow and provides them with resources.

No matter how weak you are, you can't be bullied!

No matter how weak you are, you still have the strength to fight against the end of the world!

The exam begins.

Every hundred people are assigned to an examination area.

Now each of them has a gun and two bullets. One zombie is qualified, two are excellent, and if all the bullets are empty and no zombies are killed, they can go down and strangle them with a knife.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

"Bang!"

There was a crackling sound of gunfire from the city walls.

The first group of children finished shooting.

One hundred children, the hit rate is as high as 93 percent!

The probability of hitting both targets is as high as 70%!

The most important thing is that no matter whether the target was killed or not, no child would be afraid of zombies and would not dare to shoot.

"The teaching is really good." Yue Tu stood beside Han Qingxia and said with satisfaction.

Han Qingxia also nodded in surprise.

Soon the remaining groups started.

The average hit rate of several groups is over 90%, and the hit rate of both shots is 60%.

This means that the pass rate for the first exam is 90%, and the excellent rate is 60-70%.

In the actual close combat later, the children’s pass rate and excellence rate will only be higher!

The children are taught at a very high level.

In addition, all children over the age of twelve can drive, and those who are younger have not been taught to drive due to physical reasons, but they perform just as well.

Han Qingxia is very satisfied with the school's teaching results.

In two years, this group of children will be able to go to various battlefields and become the new pillars of support.

While the examination was in full swing below, a helicopter flew towards the east.

On the plane, Dr. Kang looked at the satellite map.

"The K1 base should be at the border of City A and City B. Based on my understanding of their commander, the location must be in a canyon area that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, to avoid the zombie tide and build a small base."

As Dr. Kang spoke, the helicopter approached the place he was talking about.

There are so many zombies outside. It is so difficult to build a base in a place full of zombies!

Large bases like the K1 base must be located far away from zombies, but such places are very remote and the living conditions are very difficult.

Dr. Kang has already thought about what the K1 base will look like.

It must be a run-down, shabby base with shanties everywhere and people crowded in like animals.

Living conditions within the base are appalling.

Especially when they flew over here and saw zombies everywhere, it further deepened their impression.

How dare you reject their base with such a rubbish base?

"K1 base really doesn't know what's good for them. What a mess it is outside. Our deputy base commander is willing to give them a chance to become affiliated with us, but they refused! It's ridiculous!" said the third-level manager.

"Poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people. The poorer the place, the more unreasonable the people who come out of it!" Dr. Kang said sarcastically, "They'd better hand the people over obediently, or we will definitely demolish their base!"

He still remembers the last time Han Qingxia destroyed his laboratory.

Today, he demanded that they return double the value of their K1 base.

"Dr. Kang, you worry too much. How could they not hand over the people? How can their small base challenge our No. 1 base?"

The third-level manager said.

As he finished speaking, they flew past the place marked by Dr. Kang.

To their surprise, they could not see any base.

"The K1 base is not here?" Ning Mo opened his eyes and said coldly.

"Fly around here, they must be here."

The helicopter flew over the camp area of ​​the original K1 base.

But they didn't see a single person, a single base.

The people on the plane frowned and looked at the canyon area below in surprise.

The k1 base is really not here.

But, where else could it be if not here?

"Has their little base been engulfed by the zombie siege?" asked the third-level manager.

As he finished speaking, all of them saw a great steel wall stretching for hundreds of miles in front of them.

Outside the Great Wall of Steel, there are hundreds of thousands of zombies, lined up in a row, blocked outside by the Great Wall of Steel.

No matter how many zombies there were, they were all blocked outside.

None of them could penetrate the iron line.

Everyone was stunned.

"What is that?"

Dr. Kang stood up from his chair and put his face against the window in disbelief, looking at the magnificent Great Wall of Steel in front of him.

How could there be such a majestic and magnificent steel wall here!

"Look! Is there someone up there?" said the third-floor manager.

As he spoke, everyone saw the machine guns erected on the city wall, firing at the group of zombies below.

In a short while, the gathered group of zombies were destroyed.

Before they could exclaim in amazement, they saw several doors opened in the steel wall, and a large number of trucks that they had never seen before rushed out, crushing the scattered zombies outside.

Behind this steel wall, they could vaguely see vast farmlands and the proudly standing city.

At this moment, they were all stunned.