Breathing in the air that was filled with the smell of gunpowder, the soldiers slowly cleaned up the bone powder in the narrow gap of the gun body. They did not pay much attention to the slowly surging zombies below. These soldiers were New Era soldiers who had recovered their energy after a rest. All the previous attacks were to pave the way for them to fight.
The continuous battles caused New Era's ammunition to be quickly consumed. The weapons in the hands of the soldiers were changed to Type-95 rifles that they were not familiar with. The base's arsenal was rich, and the quantity was enough for two infantry divisions to change. It was not difficult to take out thousands of rifles, but the difficult part was to distribute them to the hands of the New Era soldiers together with the ammunition.
The change of equipment was somewhat rushed, and many people were trying to adapt to the rifles in their hands. Beside them, there were towering ammunition boxes. These ammunition were their confidence in fighting. In the early morning, if it was not for the lack of ammunition, they might have been able to continue fighting.
The zombies at the foot of the mountain continuously poured out from the mouth of the valley. The mouth of the valley was like a nozzle that continuously spewed out black ink, spurting out hundreds of zombies. The sound of gunfire was still intense at the exit. Many zombies would fall in a row the moment they came out of the intersection. Before they fell, they were all shot in the head by rifles.
These zombies that were killed were often trampled by other zombies. There were too many zombies. Even a few hundred elite soldiers with accurate marksmanship could not stop them at all.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not intend to stop the zombies at the valley entrance. His ultimate goal was to turn the entire valley into a zombie graveyard. The zombies continuously gathered in the valley. Even if they could occupy all the mountains or the entrance to the underground base, they could not really invade the base. The moment New Era retreated, the sea of zombies actually lost. Everything was a trap, a trap that Zhang Xiaoqiang used to deal with the sea of zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were not locked on by the zombies. He looked further. Sichuan was a military vital point in the heart of China. There were a large number of military and equipment factories gathered here. It could be said that this was the last fortress of China. As long as they held this place, they could protect the last bit of strength of China, just like during the War of Resistance.
Therefore, under China's decades of construction, Sichuan gradually became a huge military fortress. A large number of weapons and logistics warehouses, as well as raw materials warehouses were stored in places that ordinary people did not know about. There were also enough people and manpower to continuously improve these places.
After taking over Baotou's Baiyun Mine and Machinery Factory, the grassland army would be able to build an armored cavalry that could gallop across the grassland. After taking over Sichuan, they would be able to gather all the resources here and find all kinds of hidden treasures. Once the zombies in Sichuan were cleared, China's new industry would rise in Sichuan.
At that time, all the anxiety and despair after the apocalypse would slowly fade away. China would have a place where they could live and work happily. They would no longer have to worry about the ever-present danger. They would no longer have to worry about the decreasing food and resources. Even if all the resources before the apocalypse turned into ashes, they would still have the ability to recreate them.
Then, Hubei and Sichuan would be connected through the Yangtze River. The survivors would be transported through the Yangtze River fleet and finally gather in Sichuan. With the foundation left behind in his previous life, they would gradually recover their productivity and accumulate resources to counterattack against the zombies in China. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang would be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish, to leave a clean world for his descendants.
Seeing that the zombies were gradually filling up the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang came back to his senses. He glanced at Zhuo Mingyue who was sitting beside him. Zhuo Mingyue was no longer as serious as she was 10 hours ago. She was playing with her fingers out of boredom. Although she was also a leader, she lacked interest in these things. Perhaps her real thoughts were not what Zhang Xiaoqiang had thought, that she wanted to become an empress who ruled over the world. She wanted to protect the girl that she wanted to protect, to protect the survivors that she saw from the wind and rain.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was looking at her, Zhuo Mingyue was happy. She pretended to be impatient and rolled her eyes. This rolled eyes made Zhang Xiaoqiang's only good impression of her disappear. He snorted coldly and turned his head away from her. He only stared at the screen, as if the zombies were growing flowers.
Zhuo Mingyue was unhappy that Zhang Xiaoqiang was ignoring her. She wanted to quarrel with Zhang Xiaoqiang and divert his attention to her. Suddenly, she thought of something and dispelled that strange feeling. She stared at the side of Zhang Xiaoqiang's face and used a calm tone to ask what was on her mind.
"Can I move Xiangyu Er and the rest of the survivors here? This place is so big, it should be able to fit them, right?
I don't want to care about them anymore. I just want Xiangyu Er to be by my side … "
After she finished speaking, Zhuo Mingyue stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to scratch his head. Zhuo Mingyue's idea seemed simple, but it was actually very complicated. The underground base could accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the resources and safety could be guaranteed. However, this place was not his. He had always been a guide and was in charge of coordination.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not originally a member of the base. He had no foundation here, and he did not have much recognition. After he entered the underground base, everything he did was like a transaction. He was in charge of taking care of Ma Ruibo, and the underground base could help protect the two New Era Corps in the most critical moment.
All of this was tacit understanding. Although no one said it out loud, everyone knew that when Zhang Xiaoqiang divided the authority of the entire base, it was not in the form of an order. It was more like he was helping Lu Junyi and the others. The two Night Wolves had a certain amount of connections in the base, so they could obtain the recognition of the entire base, including Song Kunhai. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not. In the end, he was still an outsider.
The reason why the underground base was willing to cooperate with him was not because of how strong Zhang Xiaoqiang or Zhuo Mingyue was, but because of the millions of zombies. They needed help, and the thousands of soldiers of the New Era Corps were also urgently needed. Zhang Xiaoqiang only played a role as a link.
Even if it was the two New Era Corps, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have the confidence to deal with them. This was because he did not obtain their recognition. Whether it was Yue Yang or the other Company Leaders, he did not have enough time to let them recognize him. Perhaps after this zombie attack, Zhang Xiaoqiang would not be able to order them around anymore. At that time, he would have to use various methods to help the remaining soldiers find a way to survive. He would give them visible benefits and slowly make them recognize him. This all required time and planning.
"I don't know about this. The underground base is not mine. I only did them a favor, and now they are also doing me a favor. After we do not owe each other anything, maybe we can only be allies. If you want to move your forces here, I personally feel that it is a bit …"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, Song Kunhai who was behind him suddenly became a bit unnatural. He understood the meaning behind Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. He also understood Zhang Xiaoqiang's doubts. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a military officer, and he did not have any background from his previous life. It was very difficult for others to recognize him. If it was not because Gus was too bloody, they would not have followed Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have much relationship with others, but he had a big relationship with Song Kunhai. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that the reason why Song Kunhai was able to control the entire material storage and supply of the entire base was because of Zhang Xiaoqiang's power after killing Ma Ruibo.
This authority was originally covetous. Maybe Lu Junyi and Hua Rong did not care about it, but there were more than two Night Wolf evolvers in this base. Each of the newly selected people in charge was a small officer with some ability or some connections. Whether it was before or after the apocalypse, there was no absolute selflessness and dedication. Everyone had their own little calculations. After they obtained the authority that they desired in the past, they would not be satisfied or grateful. On the contrary, they would set their eyes on higher authority. Therefore, before the emergence of a leader who could truly make decisions, the base would be in a rather long period of chaos.
Lu Junyi and Hua Rong did not have much political experience, so they would not think that there was anything abnormal. As long as there was no enemy that could destroy this base, it was fine. However, for Song Kunhai, who had a lot of experience in dealing with people, private schemes and framing were often crueler than a real fight. With this as the premise, he did not have any foundation and instead had a stain on his record. He would definitely be the focus of everyone's crusade in the future. If Zhang Xiaoqiang really did not care about it, then his good days would come to an end.
Thinking of this, Song Kunhai could not help but stand up. He bent down and said to Zhang Xiaoqiang,
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, in fact, it is not a big deal. We are extremely short of logistics personnel. For this war, every single one of them was used like three people. In order to ensure the supply of ammunition, other supplies could not be guaranteed. The frontmost blocking position can not even send water up, you see …"
Halfway through his words, Song Kunhai switched the screen. Half of the screen was showing the zombies, while the other half was showing dozens of smaller screens. The smaller screens showed the interior of the base. The focus was on the surroundings of the warehouse. There were many people going in and out. All kinds of boxes were being moved to the walkway outside. A small forklift lifted these boxes steadily and sent them to the cart outside. The cart then moved the boxes to the platform of the elevator.