Apocalypse Meltdown

In the most secret conference room of the Shangjing base, several veterans sat in their positions, and they had been silent for a long time. The atmosphere of the entire conference room was suppressed to the extreme.

The priests and Luo Ming sat together, and the expressions on the face were ugly, especially the blue veins in Luo’s temples, which showed his long-lasting anger.

"The general strategy department Wang Chen sacrificed, the chief commander Jin Yangxi live and die, the main force of the alliance is even more unknown." A veteran slowly opened his eyes, not looking at the animal husbandry commander, but staring down at his desktop: "Now the nest The war is almost completely defeated. There are so many different kinds of things inside the silver market. We can't put hope on the wolf war group that has never appeared before."

"The nesting war is close to the total defeat?" The priests screamed coldly, and there was no trace of temperature in the eyes: "If you don't check it, you will make a final conclusion. It's not like a veteran should say!"

"Mr. Commander." The veteran smiled and said: "Chen Ji has already set off. As the new commander of the Alliance Army, this matter has already been set, you should not argue with us any more."

Luo Ming looked around in a circle, the inner anger was hard to suppress, his eyes were murderous, and the whole person did not look like an old man: "So important, even the veteran group's joint deliberation makes a decision. ?!"

"Luo Lao." A veteran smiled a bit: "In fact, it was decided by the veteran delegation to vote..."

The words have been so obvious, there have been votes and there have been deliberations, but the animal husbandry order and Luo Ming have been excluded.

The priest made a cold heart: "You really want to find a master!"

Such a straightforward mockery and humiliating words made the veterans no one to refute, and all of them looked down and looked down.

"Then everyone is scattered." A veteran got up and said this, and then did not look at the animal husbandry commander and Luo Ming, and went straight to the gate.

The rest of the elders also quickly stood up and hurriedly left here, not convinced to confront the animal husbandry.

When the group of people left, and there were only the priests and Luo Ming in the entire hall, the priest made a sigh: "In the end, I still parted ways."

"This group of people is simply!" Luo Ming was furious and angered, but he was angry and did not know what words to use.

"Old man, you take Luo Xiaoxiao and go quickly." The commander-in-chief suddenly popped up this sentence at this time, his face was ten years old, and his eyebrows were more graceful and helpless.

Luo Ming was shocked, his body was even more swaying and he didn’t stand firm. After a long while, he calmed his heart and waved. The amount of information in this sentence was not small!

He slowly said: "I will not leave alone. I have been a commander of the commander for the rest of my life. How can I have the chief evacuated here first?"

The priestly order looked at Luo Ming, and smiled and shook his head: "You are the most stubborn at this day! You don't think about other people, so think about Luo Xiaoxiao!"

Luo Ming’s face sinks: “You haven’t found Song Wei until now, and you don’t see me. My granddaughter is not so weak. I don’t need to personally escort. She is a member of the Special Reserve Team of the Civilian Ages!”

The priest made a thought and nodded. "Tonight, let Luo Xiaoxiao leave Beijing and go to the direction of the wolf. You are right. If you leave with the little one, it will inevitably attract more attention. There is no guarantee of safety."

Luo Ming’s lips licked and looked at the priest’s command deeply: “In fact, you have to go and go.”

"Yes, but I have to stay here." The priest ordered to reply: "It is not a passion for power, but I have led this base to this point. Its prosperity and decline, or the change of the dynasty, I want to witness it personally." ”

Luo Ming didn't talk any more, just put the military cap on the table, and the old face was full of perseverance: "Let's take a look at this, the first turmoil at the Beijing base."

In the northern war zone of the silver city, this is the battle zone with the lowest sense of existence throughout the entire nesting war. However, compared with the changes in the western theater and the sudden loss of the southern theater, the northern theater is the most stable.

The number of zombies is very stable, with the help of zombie attractants. The four regiments did not encounter too much dilemma in this step by step, and because most of the silver market is in the west, it was previously transferred by Chu Han. The action of the city was cited, and the rest of the aliens had already been transferred to the southern part of the silver market. Therefore, the four groups in the north did not encounter the alien team. The casualties were also the smallest in the three major theaters. Nowadays, there is not much before the start of the war. the difference.

When the four battle groups were solving a group of zombies and were trying to figure out where to go next, an urgent report from the Shangjing base veteran group was passed by the helicopter.

Because the solemnity was transferred early, there were only three generals in the northern theater. When they received the urgent report, they were shocked.

"Evacuation?!"

"What happened? How can we let us evacuate?"

"Isn't it a fake report?"

The three did not know the situation in the west and the south, and it was unbelievable to hear this order.

"The generals will still act according to the order!" The person who sent the letter advised: "The western and southern theaters have been defeated across the board!"

As soon as this was said, the three generals were shocked and almost thought that they had misunderstood. How long did this nesting war begin? How could the other two theaters be defeated?

In particular, the Western Theater is the main force of the Alliance, with a large number of elites!

Seeing the look of the three generals who did not believe, the man smiled bitterly: "There is no living main army figure in the western theater. I only see the place where the silver city borders the west. Thousands of corpses are covered with the whole article. On the highway, the southern theater was even an accident. The zombie king was born, and led an unprecedented corpse to besiege the southern camp. Now only 500 people from the entire southern theater have survived."

When I say something, let the three generals seem to be dreaming, and they are sad!

"The battle of the nest, the coalition army was defeated!" In the last sentence, the person who spoke the word was painful and extremely uncomfortable.

The three generals suddenly felt the darkness of the moment, so the loss was heard without warning, and no one could stand it.

"Chu Han? What about the Spikes?" A veteran of the hurriedly rushed to open his eyes, and his eyes were full of expectations, as if this was the last straw.

"Spider?" The sneer on the face of the people who spoke is very obvious: "The Spikes of the Spikes are quiet and big except for the robbery of the western camp. After the official start of the Tent War, they disappeared without a trace. What happened so much? No motivation, what can you expect them to do at this time?"

The admiral’s eyes fainted in an instant, and the other two generals looked at each other with a look of despair. Even the wolf-toothed group had no sound at all, indicating that this nesting war...

Really no hope!