After rebirth at the end of the world, I have space in my hands and the world

Lin Hai was confused by Chu Yuanqing's meaningless words.

But he soon realized that Chu Yuanqing must have been mentally attacked!

"A person with strong mental powers?" Lin Hai caught the key, "A person with super powers?"

Recalling the gray-white pupils that appeared in his mind just now, Chu Yuanqing frowned, shook his head, and finally said: "It should be the zombie king."

At that time, Chu Yuanqing was unprepared, and his brain was attacked. After he recovered, he subconsciously thought that it was done by other people with spiritual powers who were stronger than him. But now that he thinks about it, how could human pupils be like this? What about the off-white one?

Therefore, that guy must be a zombie!

Moreover, there is a high probability that it is not a zombie with spiritual powers, but the corpse king mentioned by Li Luo before!

Otherwise, he would have been dead by now, or had been invaded and controlled by his brain.

Chu Yuanqing knew very well the horror of spiritual powers. Killing someone invisible was not just talk.

After hearing Chu Yuanqing's answer, Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the powerful spiritual powerhouse who appeared out of nowhere and was either an enemy or a friend, the Corpse King was better, at least he understood enough.

After confirming that Chu Yuanqing was fine, the two returned to the battlefield.

At this time, tens of thousands of corpses have gathered under the city wall.

Although the firepower on the tower has never stopped and many zombies have been killed, the number of zombies here has not decreased but has increased because there are always new zombies joining.

The dead zombies became stepping stones for the living zombies. They stepped on the corpses of their companions and gradually approached the people on the city wall.

If this situation is not stopped, the zombie army will soon rush forward.

In the final analysis, it is still because there are too few manpower. The total number of combat personnel here is less than 5000.

Among them, two-thirds of the people are ordinary people without superpowers, or people with superpowers whose superpowers are only level 3.

This kind of combat power "target practice" does not take any advantage. If it were not supported by strong firepower, it would be even worse!

However, their firepower has also bottomed out under such a powerful attack, and it won't take long for them to run out of ammunition and food.

"Requesting fire support from the north side! Requesting fire support from the north side! Our ammunition is about to run out!"

"There is not enough ammunition on the east side! We can still hold on for 10 minutes!"

"The west side is out of ammunition!"

Fang Xiong listened to the news coming from the intercom and frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.

He didn't expect that the number of zombies would be so alarming!Even if they were fully prepared, this would happen.

"How much ammunition do we have left here?" Fang Xiong asked while throwing fireballs at the corpses below.

"Report to the director, there are 2000 rounds of ammunition, 14 mortar shells, and 103 grenades left." The logistics staff replied after counting.

Listening to this pitifully small number, Fang Xiong sighed sadly, but the attack on his hand did not stop at all.

It took a lot of effort for the shelter to stabilize, and there was some improvement. Unexpectedly, there would be a zombie wave...

Just as Fang Xiong was thinking about how to solve the current predicament, there was a commotion in the shelter, and people were shouting.

"What happened?" Fang Xiong asked.

"Report to the director! They are the survivors in the shelter. They are coming!" The soldier also noticed this situation. He immediately ran to the inside of the city wall and looked down. "Come...there are many people here."

Hearing this, Fang Xiong threw out the last fireball and stopped attacking.

"Hold it!" After patting the shoulder of the soldier next to him, Fang Xiong quickly came to the inside of the city wall and looked down.

I saw that under the city wall was the same dark place as the outside, tens of thousands of people.

The difference is that there are zombies outside and survivors inside!

At this time, they were gathering under the city wall, and the group headed by them was talking to the staff below.

Is it...?

At this time, someone with sharp eyes in the crowd below saw Fang Xiong and immediately shouted:

"It's Director Fang! Director Fang is here!"

The crowd immediately became excited.

"Director Fang, we are here to help kill zombies!"

"Let us go up there, Director Fang, we are all superpowers! We can work with the shelter to resist the zombie tide!"

"Yes, Director Fang, let us go up there! We all have combat experience and can deal with those zombies who are bitches outside!"

"Those monsters killed my family. I want to avenge my family! Please do it, Director Fang!"

"My brother is fighting up there, and I want to defend the sanctuary with him!"

“Shelters have always protected and taken care of us, and now it’s our turn to repay the favor!”

"This shelter is our home, and I want to do my part to protect it!"

Listening to the shouts of the crowd below, Fang Xiong's heart was deeply touched, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Let’s not talk about the things in the prosperous times, let’s talk about the last days!

Since the end of the world, Fang Xiong has been working hard for the people in the N City shelter all the time.

Apart from living in an official office with a better environment, his food and clothing expenses, and even his family's food and clothing expenses, are no different from those of the survivors, with no exceptions at all.

For more than two consecutive months, Fang Xiong slept less than 6 hours. He has been dealing with various affairs in the shelter, issuing various instructions, and solving various problems. He has truly served the country and the people!

During these days, Fang Xiong suffered too much, including the suffering of the end of the world, the lack of supplies, the opposition of his family, and the incomprehension of the people...

You know, he is also a human being of flesh and blood, not an emotionless work machine.

He has thought countless times that he has dedicated half his life to the country, and now that the world is coming to an end, he should let go and let others take on this important task. He has long since reached the age of retirement and it is time to rest.

But his sense of responsibility kept him from giving up. He was afraid. He was afraid that others would not be as dedicated to their responsibilities as he was. He was afraid that the influence of the apocalypse would change people's minds. He was afraid that the outcome would not be what he thought...

In this way, Fang Xiong did not back down. He always stuck to his post, burning himself and illuminating others!

Just like today, when facing the army of zombies, he, an old man in his 60s, was not afraid at all and went into battle himself!

Fang Xiong's idea is very simple. When danger comes, they must stand in front of the people!

In fact, when they first received news of the arrival of the corpse tide, someone proposed to Fang Xiong to gather survivors to resist together, but he refused.

First of all, if he issued this order immediately, it would definitely cause panic among the people and create a situation of internal and external troubles.

Secondly, the fact that the people have not received professional combat training is likely to make the situation worse.

Finally, Fang Xiong didn't expect that the number of zombies would be so large that it would drain all the ammunition reserves in the shelter.

Therefore, Fang Xiong never thought of relying on the power of the people until the last resort.