Chapter 1213 (1/2)

There was a faint light of dawn on the horizon.

Zombies began to move slowly, in the sun as if trapped in the general seal, bloodthirsty fierce light began to fade, replaced by a godless stupidity.

When seeing the sun rise, the soldiers stationed on the wall almost burst into tears.

The bayonets were inserted into the rifles, and the soldiers roared, burning their last hungry strength through the throat of the zombies climbing up the wall, scraping their skulls with the butt of their guns and kicking them off the wall with their feet.

Although the corpse group is still slowly approaching the wall, the attack is obviously at the end of its strength, and the zombies behind have stopped. Only the zombies in front are still instinctively driven to move their faltering steps.

Finally, at dawn, the last zombie who climbed up the wall was stabbed through his throat and collapsed powerlessly on the concrete wall.

Almost at the same time, behind the front-line soldiers, the third line of defense was finally completed. The wall, which is 15 meters higher than the second wall, is not as towering as the giant wall, but it is enough to make Ping'an Street sleep soundly tonight.

Watching the sun rise at dawn, Han Junhua immediately ordered.

”Let the soldiers withdraw from the front line, the logistics company make a fire to cook, and the fighter planes continue to attack the zombies near the wall...”

At this time, a messenger ran in from outside the camp.

Looking at the door, Han Junhua asked.

”What's the matter?”

”The message from metro line 0 is the Marshal's order.”

The herald made a military salute and orally conveyed Jiang Chen's order to Han Junhua.

After listening, Han Junhua nodded, indicating that he could go down.

With her arms around her chest, she lowered her head and thought for a moment. Then she put her hand on the headset and ordered.

”500 engineers were dispatched to line 0 to bring all the construction robots down.”

“…… Understand

After the last command was given, Han Junhua breathed a sigh of relief, reached out, turned off the holographic screen, and sat back on the chair.

During the night, she almost never stopped, commanding both the underground and the aboveground battlefields.

And now, her energy is almost to the limit.

Lying on the table, that cold cheek gradually softened, only when she was asleep, would show such unprepared expression.

Her hair fell on her thin, stiff shoulder, and she gently moved Joan's nose and put her face in her arms.

The thin lips murmured softly, then relaxed slowly with the drowsiness.

”It's ok if it's ok...”

……

Holding a heavy body to withdraw from the fence, through the third line of defense back to Ping'an Street, everyone's face is full of fatigue. Clothes covered with dust and blood, it looks like a mess.

But in the end, they won, though hard.

Many people's shoulders have been seriously swollen, even with the protection of exoskeletons, a continuous night of fighting, but also let their physical and mental strength close to the limit. In particular, the fighting with zombies has no chance of breathing unless the commander orders the dumping of fuel.

After pulling the bayonet out of the hot barrel, the exhausted soldiers passed through the wall of the third line of defense and sat down on the ground, unable to walk any more.

The logistics company set up a shed on the edge of the wall, set up a big pot, made a fire and cooked porridge.

The aroma diluted the pungent smell of blood, so that the soldiers, mercenaries and survivors who were close to collapse recovered their physical strength, barely supported themselves with rifles and limped towards the shed.

Breakfast is cooked thick meat foam porridge, each spoon down are visible meat flowers. In addition, there are steamed bread that can be eaten open and a small bag of pickles. Every soldier, mercenary and survivor who participated in the garrison had a share.

By the standards of waste soil, this breakfast is undoubtedly a feast.