Doomsday Fortress

However, as long as there was black, there would be white. If there was good people, there would also be unforgivable people.    

    

After Cai Mingguo's death, Jin Tiande took the throne and issued a series of apocalyptic treaties.    

    

In order to enter the gathering place, one had to pay a certain amount of food, only then would they be able to join. If they didn't have it, they could choose to join the army, or work hard to build walls to protect themselves from zombies.    

    

The first line of defense for the gathering place must have been formed by all kinds of Corpse-killing Mass. Jin Tiande and his men would only come forward to assist when all of the Corpse-killing Mass were almost completely slaughtered by zombies.    

    

This was the difference between the leaders of the two sessions of gathering Weishan Lake.    

    

With regards to the achievements of the Cai Mingguo, Wang Yi only heard people talking about it. Although it might be a little disappointing, but almost everyone that Wang Yi knew said that Cai Mingguo was not good. And Wang Yi's plan was to rush down the hill when his Cai Mingguo could not resist the corpses or seemed to be unable to resist!    

    

With more than 2000 zombies, it was not something Wang Yi could fight against. However, as long as he killed a few Mutant Zombie, the remaining normal zombies would not be Wang Yi's concern.    

    

The sun slowly descended from the horizon, leaving behind only 200 to 300 corpses. Cai Mingguo had already given the order, and the tanks no longer roared, leaving behind dozens of heavy machine guns that shot out fire snakes to mercilessly harvest the zombies.    

    

"Is it going to end?"    

    

Cai Mingguo stood on top of the armoured vehicle, his eyes surveyed the surroundings, and an imposing face that carried traces of worry.    

    

In this war, at least a hundred of his soldiers had died, losing nearly a fifth of their members. Although they still maintained their powerful fighting strength, it was all because of Cai Mingguo's command.    

    

"Brigade Commander!" "Brigade Commander!"    

    

The gunshots in his ears suddenly became sparse, and a skinny veteran with three stripes and two shots on his shoulders suddenly pulled back from his position in front of him. With a panicked expression, he handed over the binoculars in his hands to Cai Mingguo.    

    

"Brigade Commander, a larger group of corpses is coming over!"    

    

After the veteran finished reporting, he stood straight on the ground like a nail, waiting for Cai Mingguo to issue an order.    

    

"A larger scale?"    

    

Cai Mingguo's face changed a few times, raising his telescope, without needing the veteran to point, he also saw the constantly churning greyish white sea in the distance.    

    

"Brigade Commander!" "How about we …"    

    

The skinny old veteran immediately tried to persuade him after having been silent for a long time with his Cai Mingguo.    

    

"Shut up!"    

    

Cai Mingguo let out an angry shout, interrupting the old soldier's speech. The next two words that he wanted to say, were words that Cai Mingguo could not accomplish no matter what.    

    

Retreat!    

    

Almost a hundred people crowded into the farmyard behind him. Among them were farmers and young men and women who were running for their lives. The elderly and children, they were either crying or silent, but everyone's eyes never left Cai Tianming.    

    

In other words, it was the military uniform that Cai Tianming wore.    

    

In the eyes of the people, they were forever a defense line, a green defense line. No matter what wind or rain, fire or flood, zombies or Mutated Beast, they would always be isolated from the danger, and could use their own lives in exchange for the safety of others. After the apocalypse, there were very few who could achieve this, but Cai Mingguo was coincidentally such a person.    

    

They couldn't retreat. Once they did, the zombies would rush towards them like maggots attached to bones. In their panic, it didn't matter if it was the civilians or the army, there would be no small casualties!    

    

This was something that the Cai Mingguo could predict, but not something that the veteran could foresee.    

    

The gray figure in the telescope was getting closer and closer, one could only see that there were more than a dozen of these gigantic Mutant Zombie s, and there were at least five or six of those small zombies shuttling through the horde of zombies. These zombies were almost twice the size as the one before, and it was even rushing towards them at the same time, which was unprecedented for Cai Mingguo and the soldiers under them.    

    

"Inform them that all tanks are aimed at the corpses and fire three rounds of artillery shells!"    

    

The more it got, the calmer the Cai Mingguo became. Cai Mingguo turned his head to see the citizens behind him looking at him with gratitude.    

    

"Uncle, Uncle, you're so handsome."    

    

A strong looking little boy, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, ignored the gunshots and zombie howls, and ran all the way to the bottom of the armoured car. He raised his innocent face, and looked at Cai Mingguo's military uniform with a bit of envy.    

    

According to usual practice, at this time, a middle-aged couple would drag the little boy back, or perhaps it would be more strict with them. They would curse a few times, and slap him a few times to show everyone how strict their home tutor was.    

    

"Where are your parents?" Cai Mingguo subconsciously put his hand into his pocket. Perhaps he wanted to get something to eat for this child, but there was nothing in his pocket.    

    

"I don't know. They said they were going to look for food, and they never came back."    

    

The boy shook his head in disappointment, his small hands tangled in front of him.    

    

"Then what's your name?" The pain in his eyes faded as he continued to ask.    

    

"My name is Shuang."    

    

The boy was finally able to answer Cai Mingguo's question, and a happy smile appeared on his small face.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

Suddenly, a sonic boom sounded out, and before Cai Mingguo could react, the smile on the boy's face gradually faded!    

    

"Boom boom boom boom!"    

    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

    

It was as if the world had suddenly started trembling. Dozens of tanks struck down and the group of zombies suddenly stopped. In front of them, nearly a hundred zombies turned into mincemeat!    

    

"Roar!"    

    

As if angered by the sudden attack of the cannons, the dozen or so Mutant Zombie s let out bursts of roars, and after a short pause, the group of corpses suddenly sped up, and a few Strong Corpse left the group of corpses. In a few jumps, they had already reached the front lines of the formation!    

    

"Wuwuwu …"    

    

Shuang was so scared by the sound of the cannonball that his body trembled. His face turned pale as he leaned against the cold armored car, tears flowing down his face.    

    

"Correspondent!" "Correspondent!"    

    

Cai Mingguo continued to shout a few times, and finally, during the time the sounds of cannons stopped, he sent out the order from his mouth.    

    

"Give this child some food, protect him well!"    

    

"Understood!" The old soldier's tone didn't change at all, he directly carried Shuang, who was still crying, and left the battlefield.    

    

"Boom boom boom!"    

    

The tank only had enough time to fire two rounds of artillery shells, and the group of zombies that was rushing over had already closed the gap. The dozens of heavy machine guns that were just coming down from above roared out, and the cold barrels returned to their previous state as they shot out a bullet, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the horde of zombies!