Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Gu Xiaoming was not surprised by this. It was human nature and he had thought about it, but this was not his first reaction.

"Is the Jian Yue family okay?" Gu Xiaoming asked.

If Jian Yue knew that she was trying to fight off the zombies outside and her home was being robbed behind her back, what would she do if her temper got angry and she destroyed the wall and dragged everyone along?
Zhang Qian replied slightly confused: "I don't know, should I ask someone to inquire?"

"Go, let's find out more. It's best to arrange a few people to help keep an eye on it." Gu Xiaoming said, "You don't need to let people with super powers pass, just ordinary people."

The base is in great need of superpowers now. He can't send superpowers there, and Jianyue's family is not completely incapable of protecting themselves.

"I'll make arrangements right now."

Zhang Qian said nothing and left immediately.

Gu Xiaoming glanced at Jian Yue below, then at the endless tide of corpses, and sighed heavily. It was hard to say whether the base could survive this hurdle.

The tide of zombies continues, and high-level zombies continue to attack.

The superpowers were exhausted and were no longer able to deal with zombies. Many superpowers began to get injured, and some zombies almost climbed onto the wall.

Gu Xiaoming asked the soldiers to attack with all their strength and not to be stingy with ammunition. If they could not stop the tide of corpses this time, they might not have a future.

As long as Gu Xiaoming rested, he used his binoculars to look for the zombie king. Unfortunately, he found nothing. Instead, he found the eighth-level zombie that Jianyue had discovered before. The zombie was too far away for them to attack.

It feels like knowing that there is a knife hanging over your head, but not knowing when it will fall. I feel very uneasy.

After most of his powers were restored, Gu Xiaoming immediately joined the fight.

He is a high-level superpower, so it is easier to kill zombies than low-level superpowers. The more zombies he kills, the less others can kill.

Everyone struggled until the evening without letting the zombies climb over the wall, but the zombie tide had no intention of receding.

Neither the Zombie King nor the eighth-level zombies in the dark attacked. The zombies attacking the base were only at the highest level of seventh-level, which was within the range that they could deal with.

Gu Xiaoming didn't understand the Zombie King's intention at all, and couldn't make a rash guess.

At the end of the day, they had used up less than half of the few bullets they had left.

In this case, you can only use real guns and live ammunition. The pediatric gun that Jianyue got before is useless at all, and the shooting distance is a flaw.

Zombies are particularly active at night, and the consumption of bullets will increase. If you can survive this night at most, you will have to think of other ways tomorrow. Even if you die, you have to defend the base!

Suddenly, a very penetrating roar sounded, and it could be heard that the sound came from not far away.

Gu Xiaoming's heart tightened, and he intuitively felt that this was the sound made by the Zombie King.

Immediately afterwards, all the zombies roared together, as if in response.

The roar was not very neat, but it was enough to shock everyone.

Can they really resist the tireless zombie tide that exceeds the population of the base?
At the same time, the zombies became even more crazy.

It's like it was just a small fight during the day, but now it's getting real, with all the zombies rioting together.

Dozens of high-level zombies in a row avoided the superpowers and attacked the wall.

For a moment, there was a dull sound hitting the metal shield outside the wall, and it seemed that the wall was shaking.

Tan Zhewen's voice was trembling and he said to Jian Yue who was not far away: "Xia Xia, I'm a little scared."

This sentence expresses everyone's thoughts.