I Was Born In The Underworld

Panshan base.

Despair and terror have spread.

Endless corpse tide army, the whole three days did not move forward, but the number of low-level rotten corpses is increasing.

Those foreign species are driving away the slave like low-level rotten corpses. They are thrown into the army of cannon fodder in the pain of howling. The monsters within hundreds of miles are converging here, gradually forming a rolling huge wave.

"Three days ago, it was only about four million."

Wu Ze, holding a pair of spectacles, stood on the platform and observed: "but now, it's almost eight million."

The head of the rotting corpse is lined by dots and lined by lines

The whole earth was covered with a layer of darkness, almost without any space. In just three days, more than one million carrion cannon fodder would be driven to the front of the team every day.

They have no consciousness.

They are controlled by more powerful ideas.

They howl, unconsciously move step, with the cruel desire of flesh and blood, standing in the endless tide of corpses in the army.

In two days, the number of carrion monsters will reach 10 million!!

"Ten million."

Wu Ze put down his telescope and slowly spat out these three words.

This number is like a mountain, crushing the hope in everyone's heart. What's the concept of ten million corpses??

Those corpse monsters, even if they stand for you to fight, can't be killed by machine gun fire for three days and three nights. The corpses will pile up into mountains to fill the moat, and can also pile up a corpse mountain to level the city wall.

Wu Ze turned around and asked a guard beside him, "the generals in the conference room are still arguing?"

Endless waves of corpses.

The generals of Panshan base were all flustered. There were endless arguments in the meeting room, and everyone had their own opinions.

Some people think that an attack should be launched immediately, and a series of weapons, such as incendiary bombs, should be used to bomb the city before the corpse tide arrives.

However, some people think that such a move is too reckless. In case the corpse tide attacks ahead of time, there may be more variables, and a large number of lethal weapons are wasted without knowing what the opponent's card is.

Some people choose to defend to the death.

Some people want to preserve their power and withdraw from Panshan base in time.

Who can keep calm in the face of the whole meeting room.

"Yes..."

"The generals are still working on strategy."

The Herald said with shame, and asked with expectation: "Lord Wu Ze, will the reinforcements you mentioned really come?"

Reinforcements.

Panshan base is like a drowning man, even if it's a straw.

Wuze brought hope. For the first time, Panshan base knew that there was such a fortress community as "dawn alliance", as well as the newly established justice fortress, a steel wall specially built to fight against corpse tide.

"It will come."

"It will come."

Wu Ze's tone was extremely firm: "now, what we lack most is time. It will take at least five days for reinforcements to arrive here. Can Panshan base persist to that moment in the end..."

Wu Ze did not go on.

The number of decaying corpses is about to reach its peak. Everything is proving that there is a "commander-in-chief" with high intelligence in the tide of decaying corpses.

They are not in a hurry. They slowly accumulate their own strength. Obviously, they attach great importance to Panshan base. When this strength is accumulated to a certain extent, it will turn into a torrential flood to destroy the whole base.

"Keep it."

"Go and tell the commanders and generals that the dawn alliance will come to the rescue, and then we will race against time."

Wu Ze's voice became more and more firm, and the herald nodded heavily. I don't know why Wu Ze's image became so tall at this time.

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One day, two days

The army of endless corpse tide is under pressure, but it is more patient than anyone else. The number of corpse rotting monsters has finally reached the order of ten million.

The atmosphere in Panshan base has been suppressed to the extreme, and a plague has worsened the situation, causing the refugee survivors in the city to be infected to varying degrees.

The hospital is already overcrowded.

A large number of patients with systemic fever, unconsciousness, continuous hemoptysis symptoms.

Some people's bodies even have slight variations. As their consciousness gradually becomes blurred, the terrible signs of decaying corpses appear. Their nails gradually become black, hard and sharp, and their teeth become fragmented and sharp.

Fortunately, one year has passed since the end of the world, and people are more or less able to bear the virus. Instead of turning into decaying corpses in a few minutes at the beginning, they have delayed this time to a few hours or even days.

Bang!!He smashed the head of an officer with a pistol.

The patient was already unconscious and was about to change into a rotten corpse. In order to avoid infecting more people, he could only be "treated" with bullets.

"How could that be?"

"Although the speed of change is slow, why are there large-scale refugees infected with the virus?"

An officer was so angry that he questioned the researchers in the hospital. Although he knew it had nothing to do with them, the plague obviously pushed Panshan base to the verge of collapse.

"In the air, viral factors are too dense."

"Originally, we didn't have so many viral factors in the air, but in the last week..." A certain air quality inspector's forehead is covered with fine sweat, and the virus content in the air has exceeded dozens of times.

No testing is required.

Just look up at the dark brown clouds to see how dense the virus is.

Ten million rotten corpses!!

That's more than 10 million decaying corpses.

More than 20 kilometers away, they will spray out a large number of bacteria when they breathe and breathe. Although there are not many viruses transmitted by the roar of a single carrion, the total number of 10 million monsters together has produced a qualitative change, enough to make the number of viruses in the air seriously exceed dozens of times.

"Send the order down."

"All survivors, go home, or close the doors and windows as close as possible."

"I'll give you another order. Anyone who is unconscious will Kill them. "

The chief said with pain that at this time, when a large number of soldiers are transferred away, the defense of the city is just like adding insult to injury. A large number of civilians are polluted by the plague, which makes the base in danger. Now there is no time to treat it slowly.

Those patients with severe trauma can only blame their lack of adaptability, one treatment, one bullet.

Bang, bang, bang!!

There was a lot of gunfire in the base.

The man who couldn't support himself with all his strength fell to the ground with a hole in his head.

The mother, with a high fever and vague consciousness, was shot in the head, and the child in her arms could not understand what "death" meant.

For a moment, the base howled everywhere. The soldiers were not merciless. They endured the tears in their eyes, smashed their kindness and dignity, and pulled the trigger to kill the patients one by one.

Compatriots.

We are killing our own people.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Finally, some soldiers couldn't bear it. After shooting a girl who couldn't beg for mercy again, they roared hysterically, picked up the gun and pulled the trigger on their head.

Blood splashed everywhere.

Around the companions, former comrades in arms, eyes moist, eyes covered with blood.

This Goddamn doomsday.