Doomsday: It’s normal that I can choose a stronger power.

Song Tielin stared at Yang Bin and the others with wide eyes, and a huge wave of shock rose in his heart.

Even among the official ones, there were only a few at the fourth level. It was hard for him to accept that all six people in this team were at the fourth level.

At the same time, Song Tielin was also very grateful that he did not follow that woman, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although they had guns, only he knew that they had almost run out of bullets along the way.

This is not an open place. The other side will not be stupid enough to let them shoot. Once they run out of bullets, they may all die.

"How did you end up provoking so many zombies? With your brain, it shouldn't be possible. It can't be that woman's fault again." Yang Bin suddenly said.

"Not entirely, I have problems myself too." Song Tielin said with a wry smile.

"Damn, it really is her."

"Old Song, I think you should just throw this woman down to feed the zombies, otherwise you will definitely suffer the consequences when she goes back." Yang Bin patted Song Tielin's shoulder and said.

"........"

"Don't talk about this anymore. Soldiers have their own bottom line and principles!"

"Oh." Yang Bin sighed.

He admired the principles of soldiers, but he knew very well that such principles were quite stupid in the end times.

Shaking his head, Yang Bin looked at Song Tielin and said, "Let's discuss how to leave here."

"Do you have a solution?" Song Tielin asked excitedly.

"No, if there is, I won't discuss it with you."

"......"

"You are all fourth-level evolvers, is there nothing you can do?"

"We are human, not gods. There are tens of thousands of zombies. Unless we can fly, we will die if we fall down."

"Well, it seems I can't count on you anymore."

"......"

"Don't you military have those high-powered grenades? Wouldn't it be solved if we just throw a few dozen?"

"If we had this thing, would we still have to hide here?" Song Tielin rolled his eyes.

"What about...bazookas, Italian cannons, and the like?"

"No!" Song Tielin's face turned black. This kind of weapon is usually kept in the armory, how could he carry it with him?

"Then it seems that I can't count on you anymore." Yang Bin shook his head.

"..."

"Then can you call for support?" Yang Bin asked again with some hopelessness.

"Okay, but the communication equipment is in the car and I didn't bring it with me." Song Tielin said embarrassedly.

"......"

"Since the authorities haven't returned for a while, they should send someone to pick you up."

"That's for sure. This batch of supplies is very important to the base."

"How long will that take?"

"Tomorrow at the latest."

"tomorrow?"

Yang Bin frowned. He didn't want to spend the night here.

He wanted to go back to pick up crystals tonight. If he guessed correctly, there would be at least one or two fourth-level zombies born there tonight, and he couldn't let them get away with it.

Looking at the people around him, Yang Bin suddenly said, "How about I lead you out?"

"Rush out? How can we charge against the tens of thousands of zombies below? I'm afraid you are going to take us to see the King of Hell." Song Tielin is not stupid.

"I'd better wait here for rescue."

"You guys can't just wait like this. At least someone should go back and tell the higher-ups about the situation here. They don't know there are so many zombies. If there aren't enough people to rescue us, we're just sending food away, aren't we?"

"This..." Song Tielin frowned, obviously afraid of this situation.

"I have a safer method."

"You said."

"We have more than 400 people here now, about 100 soldiers and more than 300 dependents."

"Who are you calling a burden?" After hearing Yang Bin's words, the group of people immediately became unhappy.

"Okay, since you're not a burden, then follow us down to kill the zombies."

"......"

In a word, these people shut up.

Yang Bin ignored them and continued to look at Song Tielin and said, "We don't need these encumbrances to fight. Fighting will only hinder us.

Let them go up to the roof and start smashing things down. There are more than 20 floors up there, and even smashing a table can kill a few. It will also attract the attention of most of the zombies. Then we can break out from the other side with the soldiers."

After hearing Yang Bin's words, Song Tielin's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be tempted. However, after thinking about it, he frowned and said, "What if we break through? What will happen to these people?"

"Are you stupid? Once you break through, you can go back and call for help. Once you understand the situation here, you'll know how many people to call, and then you can rescue these people."

"Yes, this method seems feasible, but it's also very risky. If we can't break out quickly, once the zombies react, we'll likely be surrounded and wiped out."

"With six of us fourth-level evolvers here, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

"Okay, done!"

Song Tielin was not a man who would hesitate. After thinking about it for a while, he made the decision.

Then he looked at the group of people and said, "You all heard the plan just now, right? You don't have to kill zombies, just throw objects from high places."

"Yes, yes, yes, but Captain Song, you won't just leave and leave us here."

"I'm not that kind of person. Hurry up, go upstairs, and remember, throw it in one direction, don't throw it everywhere."

"well."

A group of people quickly ran upstairs.

Then, Song Tielin looked at Yang Bin and said, "How do we get down? The stairwell is full of zombies and is probably blocked now."

"On which floor are they blocking the zombies?"

"Third floor."

"Then it seems the only option is to jump from the third floor."

"..."

"The first floor of this building is so high, it's almost five meters high, and the third floor is more than ten meters above the ground. It would be quite difficult to jump down."

"It's difficult, but there's nothing we can do about it. You were the ones who kept climbing up. If you had just blocked the stairs, there wouldn't have been so much trouble."

Song Tielin lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, mainly because he didn't think of this at the time.

"The warriors train regularly, and they're all already at level two or above. It might be a little difficult, but we should be able to defeat them."

"Yes!" Song Tielin said firmly.

"Okay, let's go down. My people will lead the way, and you guys follow closely."

"Ah."

Several people went down to the third floor. At this time, four or five soldiers were still guarding the stairs to prevent the zombies from rushing up.

However, the stairs are now blocked by zombie corpses, making it difficult for the zombies to rush up.

Several people entered the third floor and came to the window of a company.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise of something heavy falling to the ground, and the zombies below immediately became chaotic.

Obviously, the higher-ups have started taking action.

Yang Bin looked at the situation below and found that it was an office desk. The zombie that was hit was completely covered in blood.

And with the first one, soon there were constant banging sounds, and all kinds of things fell from above.

The zombies that were hit were basically turned into meat patties. At a height of more than twenty floors, even the third-level zombies could not withstand it.

The zombies below were in chaos, roaring upwards.

The zombies in other directions also ran over here after hearing the noise.

Seeing this situation, Yang Bin's eyes lit up. The effect was better than he had imagined.

But soon Yang Bin was stunned again. It seemed that those who ran away were all low-level zombies, and zombies above level three were still there.

"Sure enough, zombies above level three aren't that stupid. It looks like a tough battle is inevitable."