I'm invincible since the end of the world

15 minutes later, Lin Xinghai stood on the top of a factory building in the industrial park, looking at the dense crowds and combat robots below, busy moving various materials onto the armored vehicles.

From his height, it really felt like ants moving their homes.

And in fact, they were indeed doing the same thing.

It's just that they were not moving their own homes away, but moving other people's "homes" back.

Armored vehicles filled with materials and equipment drove one after another along the safely opened passage towards the outside of Guanghan City, and the traffic jam was almost endless.

They would transport these materials back to the military base outside Guanghan City first.

As long as they got there, they were basically half safe.

"Colonel Zhang Yue, how long will it take to empty these things?" Lin Xinghai asked Zhang Yue beside him.

Now he has received a new task, which is to gather a part of the third-level mercenary group, plus the military's rapid response force, to form a temporary emergency team to deal with any emergencies at any time.

Of course, this emergency mainly refers to zombies.

There are too many zombies in Guanghan City. It took less than two hours from the zombies' collapse to the time they cleared all the zombies in the industrial park.

But the zombies, which had become scarce in the vicinity, gradually increased again. Although they are still far from the initial ones, they have gradually posed a certain threat to their transportation work.

Obviously, the longer it takes to transport materials, the more disadvantageous it is for them. So how long it takes is very important, and Lin Xinghai must ask clearly.

"I just made a detailed statistics. The materials here in the industrial park are about 20% more than our initial estimate. Of course, in fact, those metal resources, even if there are more, but with so many robots to help, it doesn't take long."

"It's mainly those important production lines. If we want to move them away completely, we can't use violent disassembly. This kind of technical work is the most time-consuming, so the transportation work may continue until tomorrow morning." Zhang Yue said.

"So, it's a gamble on luck." Lin Xinghai sighed lightly.

"Well, that's true. We can only hope that those mutant zombies dare not come back for the time being." Zhang Yue said helplessly.

Lin Xinghai: "But I don't want to gamble."

Zhang Yue: "Uh... what do you mean?"

Lin Xinghai: "The maximum range of the fission small missile is 10 kilometers, right!"

Zhang Yue: "Yes, that's right."

Lin Xinghai: "Then you ask the bombardment team to prepare. If those mutant zombies come back, I will charge again. Even if I am forced to evacuate, I will bite off a piece of flesh from the other side."

Zhang Yue: "Okay!"

The conversation between the two was very short, but the nearby soldiers were shocked. Although humans seemed very small in front of such a million-level zombie tide, with Lin Xinghai, they would at least not let others bully them.

At least as Lin Xinghai said, even if they were forced to retreat, they would bite off a piece of flesh from the other side.

Time is constantly passing, and everyone is racing against time to carry out the transportation work. Everyone knows that every time a truckload of resources is brought back, the shelter will be more complete.

For people living in the end of the world, the shelter is their home, and everyone hopes that their home can be built better.

Even many mercenary groups temporarily contributed their armored vehicles for loading and unloading goods.

Time kept passing, and several hours passed quickly.

When it was 3 a.m., Zhang Yue suddenly relaxed after receiving a message.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xinghai was a little curious.

"According to the latest statistics, the resources shipped out now can allow the Star Shield Shelter to complete the first scale of expansion."

"And three of the five most important production lines have been moved now. It can be said that we have actually completed the original goal now."

"Even if the zombie tide comes now, we can evacuate without any burden. Of course, every extra truckload of resources is earned now." Zhang Yue said, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

Including Lin Xinghai, everyone felt the burden on their shoulders loosened when they heard the news.

...

This time, the goddess of luck may really be on their side. Until the next morning, when the last truckload of resources was transported from the industrial park, the mutant zombies did not come.

The biggest danger of the whole night was a group of nearly 300 zombies coming to attack.

But such a danger did not even alarm Lin Xinghai. After four o'clock in the morning, Lin Xinghai went back to the temporary tent to rest.

"Comrade Lin Xinghai, General Lin invites you to come over and hopes to discuss the next development plan with you." After dawn, Zhang Yue found Lin Xinghai who had just got up and said.

Hearing the other party say this, Lin Xinghai couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face.

If Lin Zhengyang called him over to celebrate or give him a reward, he could understand it. Now suddenly talking to him about the development plan made him feel a little confused.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be decided after returning to the Star Shield Shelter and finding Wei Tianxing and other senior executives for a meeting?

Of course, although he was surprised and puzzled, he immediately followed Zhang Yue and went to the temporary command post.

When he saw Lin Zhengyang again, he also showed obvious fatigue on his face. Seeing this scene, Lin Xinghai was a little surprised.

Although Lin Zhengyang was over 60 years old, he was a strong man in the body-shaping realm.

Logically speaking, at his level, it should not be a big deal even if he didn't eat or drink for a few days.

And there was probably only one reason why the other party was tired, that is, he was really exhausted for this war.

"Mr. Lin, what do you want to see me for?" Lin Xinghai asked respectfully. He still respected Lin Zhengyang very much.

"Xiao Hai! Come and sit here and taste this Tieguanyin. This thing can't be planted now. It's really a little less if you drink a little." Seeing Lin Xinghai, Lin Zhengyang enthusiastically filled the tea himself.

"Mr. Lin, please sit down. I can do it myself." Lin Xinghai said hurriedly.

"No, no, no, this is what you deserve. I will now use tea instead of wine to thank you for your contribution on behalf of the Star Shield Shelter. Without you, we would never have won this zombie tide."

"And this time, your team almost pinned down all the mutant zombies, so we were able to win at such a small cost." Lin Zhengyang raised his teacup and said.

Seeing this, Lin Xinghai also raised his cup to greet him, and at the same time he was a little curious, "Mr. Lin, how many zombies did we kill this time? How many casualties were there?"