Back in the command room, the fat man looked at Hu Yong's burning military uniform, the dust and solidified blood on his face, which made the fat man ask with concern: "Are you injured?"

"This is not a pain." Hu Yong said with a smile.

Seeing that he could still laugh, the fat man punched him in the chest and said, "You are not young anymore, and you are not the little investigator you used to be. There are many things you have to learn to do as you can. This time you have sacrificed your life and succeeded. If you fail next time, what will happen? It's a turbulent time again. When using people, you should be cautious and face the long war in the future."

Hu Yong moved his body and said, "I just want to make up for my mistakes. If I don't want to lose, I will follow me for the rest of my life."

Just at this moment, Tao Xiugan came in from the door, saluted Hu Yong, and then said: "The large number of zombies are less than three kilometers away. It's getting late now, and zombies are about to become more powerful. I wonder if I will continue to implement the plan?"

The fat man tapped his palm with his fist and said to Tao Xiugan: "Let the people below use the 'that' thing. Even if the zombies at night are powerful, they are just that way. There is nothing to be afraid of. Let the people below pay attention to those mutant zombies, and they should be mixed in these ordinary zombies. It is certainly difficult."

When Hu Yong heard him talking about the mutant zombie, he suddenly remembered the giant zombie spoke, so he told him the whole story.

After hearing this, the fat man seemed very shocked. The fact that the zombie spoke was unheard of, and it was really hard to believe.

But because of this, we determined who the enemy was, a pervert who claimed to be a new human, with the purpose of turning all humans into zombies, or they would die, no matter which one, the fat man would not like it.

"This matter is very important and needs to be reported to Beichuan as soon as possible. We both are exploring here and can't guess one. So, just think that the landlord fell into the well. Don't (take it) to get this god!"

"I will go to Kong Fansheng in person tomorrow morning and tell the President the news." After all, Hu Yong has been tired for a day today. If he really felt the fatigue of his whole body as if he was broken, he would also choose to rest for one night.

Hu Yong patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Old fat, I won't show off this time. To be honest, I'm so tired that I can't stand anymore. I can only go and rest first. I'll leave it to you here."

The fat man nodded and said, "This is easy to say, but only a hundred thousand zombies. I can do it alone. And this is a good opportunity for our Hongyun Party to become famous. Now all forces are defeated when they are fighting against the zombies. If we can win, it will be a great encouragement to the people below. After all, everyone hopes that there will be a stronger country to protect them. When the war is over, the people will do what they want. It will be a natural thing for our Hongyun Party to unify the Huaqing Kingdom."

Hu Yong smiled admiration. He always thought that the fat man was just a martial artist, without the ability to develop national economy and people's livelihood, or he didn't care about this matter at all. He was just a gun in Song Beichuan's hand. Now, there was something in his mind.

This is also true. How could Song Beichuan become a good brother with a "gun" who has no idea? The fat man's wisdom is really hidden in that pile of fat.

Hu Yong nodded and said, "Old Fat, you really surprised me. You are absolutely right. Whether it is Huaqing Kingdom or Hongyun Party, there will definitely be great achievements with a hero like you. This war against zombies must be won!"

The fat man nodded and watched him turn and leave. There was only a trace of setting sun outside and shining into the house. It can be said that this was extremely unfavorable to him, because the command center must have lights to provide information, so that the zombies will easily find it. In addition, it is well known that the zombies will become stronger at night.

Although the words seem confident, they still have to be treated with caution. The first thing is to change the command room to another place, and it must be a place that is not easy for zombies to discover.

Suddenly, the fat man said, "Everyone brought things to follow me to the rooftop."

Everyone in the command room was stunned. They didn't know what medicine their chief was buying in the gourd. Just when everyone was confused, the fat man suddenly added: "Let them drive a few helicopters!"

Everyone suddenly realized that the fat man was so bold that he placed the command room in the sky. However, this is indeed the best way to deal with zombies. If you face a real enemy and install the command room in the sky, it can be said to be a suicide act. The enemy can destroy your command room with a missile, and zombies are different. They have no ability to conduct air strikes. It can be said that it is the safest place in Guangyuan City.

Not long after, everyone went up to the roof. As soon as they arrived outside, they heard gunfire sounds rising and falling. It was obvious that the front line set up by the fat man had already exchanged fire with the enemy's vanguard troops, but now the gunfire was scattered. It seemed that these zombies were just coming to explore the way, and the army was still coming out behind.

There was a sound of propellers clattering in my ears. The Hungry Wolf Group had a strong family background. Helicopters, which had no technological content, were not fifty or thirty, so it was easy to transfer a few of them.

When the plane stopped, the fat man got on the co-pilot. There were a lot of communication equipment in the command room, but three were enough. When the plane drove into the air, he could indeed see the changes in the battle situation more clearly.

The zombies were indeed very fast. Looking down in the air, they were all like sprinters, and there were a lot of them, just like a virus spreading, and it was pitch black.

However, seeing that these zombies are still attacking with their bodies, the fat man's mouth cannot help but rise slightly. If the enemy has been planning to use this trick to launch an attack, the final result can be said to be 100% winning, and there is no exaggeration at all. Apart from those mutant zombies, these normal zombies can be said to be very insignificant when facing modern weapons.

The fat man said to the intercom, "Comrades, listen, don't be afraid of the number of enemies, everything will be carried out according to the plan, and beat these ghosts hard."

Suddenly, a roar sounded, and it could be heard clearly in the air, and it was so creepy. Such sounds usually appear in horror movies, sharp and shrill.
Chapter completed!