Lord of End of World

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After the meeting, Song Haoran took Gong Lijun to dress up, Lin Wenbo also wanted to keep up, but Gong Xiangyi pulled his arm and hanged. After receiving the pity of sight from friends and teenagers, Lin Wenbo’s face became dark and inky.

Song Haoran ordered the 20 special forces under his hand to go over and detailed the details of the mission.

I heard that I went to the Green Park market to save people. These tough guys showed a hesitant look on their faces. The Green Park market is the largest and most prosperous small commodity market in the province. Every day, people come and go, rubbing their shoulders with rubbing shoulders, and it’s not overwhelming.

At the end of the day, it was more than 10 o'clock in the morning. It was the time when the Green Garden market had the most people, with an average of 100,000 people per day. The number of zombies there can be imagined. Recalling the bustling scenes of the Green Garden market in the past, I imagined the bustling crowd as a zombie, and the 20 sturdy ancestors were numb.

"I don't want to go, I can't go. If I haven't set off, I will show up first, and I will die if I go." Feeling the fear in everyone's heart, Gong Lizhen wears combat suits and whispers.

If Xiao Lin confessed to the task, the subordinates would be happy, and Xiao Lin would definitely kill them on the spot. These men should feel lucky, because Gong Shao only learned Xiao Lin's three-layered heart, and he could not do anything to kill himself.

"Let's go!" There is Gong Shaozhen, afraid of anything! A special commander who saw Gong Lijun’s skill said loudly. Others have also settled down and quickly joined.

"That's good, give you five minutes to install, and set up the apron after five minutes." Even the radical will be used, not bad! I can try to let Li Wei lead the team later. Thinking of this, Song Haoran gratifiedly patted Gong Lijun's shoulder, looked at the watch and shouted.

"Yes!" Twenty people screamed in unison.

"Okay, keep this momentum!" Song Haoran nodded and took the lead with Gong Lijun to the apron.

Five minutes later, everyone arrived on time. Song Haoran looked at the watch and felt a little into the heart because Lin Wenbo had never seen anyone.

It must have been entangled by Gong Xiangyi, and women are really troublesome! Hao Ran frowned and ordered the driver, "Get off, don't wait."

"After waiting for half a minute, Big Brother Lin is on the road." Gong Lizhen’s eartips moved and stopped. When his voice just fell, he saw Lin Wenbo's figure appear on the corner of the tarmac. He saw the helicopter that had not yet taken off, and the tight expression was loose, and he immediately accelerated.

"You are finally here! How can you get Gong Xiangyi and let her be willing to let go?" When the friend sat down, Song Haoran asked without a good spirit.

Lin Wenbo's face was black and black, and the subconscious looked toward Gong Lizhen. Gong Lizhen is not clear, so his eyebrows squinted at him, his smile was very pure, and Lin Wenbo was very happy.

Lin Wenbo’s expression softened in an instant, faintly opening. “I want to come out, without the consent of anyone.”

Song Haoran saw his helplessness and dissatisfaction, patted his shoulder for comfort. The crowd checked the weapons and equipment again during the flight, and then there was no way to reach the destination.

"The Major General, the third small warehouse in the past is the location of the survivor." The driver pointed to one of the rows of warehouses.

There is a large flat land in front of the warehouse to facilitate the stacking of goods and docking trucks, and it is also convenient for helicopters to land. If there is no zombie group, it is very convenient to drop from here to save people. But looking at the dense zombies on the ground caused by the roar of the helicopter, everyone's expression was very dignified, I do not know how to start.

In this way, without waiting for the plane to land, these warehouses will be buried by the zombie group that heard the sound. They are equal to harming people rather than saving people.

How to do? Everyone looked at Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo in the sinking.

At this time, the small warehouse also had a movement. A young man climbed out of the window at the top of the warehouse and waved an orange shirt. He was so anxious that he was sweating and wanted to cry out for help, but he was afraid of causing the attention of the zombies. He could only work in the field.

Fortunately, the zombies were squatting, looking up at the sky and not discovering him.

Looking at the excited young man, Song Haoran couldn’t make up his mind. If they drop the ladder, let the survivors climb out of the window and into the cabin. However, there are weak women, old people or children under the guarantee that such difficult movements cannot be achieved. Moreover, this kind of rescue method will take a lot of time. At that time, the zombies who are hungry, hungry, and difficult to resist will probably break through the iron gate of the small warehouse and eat the survivors.

"Put a big fire elsewhere and lead the zombies." Gong Lizhen, who had been silent, suddenly said.

"Zombies tend to light, heat, and sound, this method is good." Think of the mountain fire in Qingshui Town, Lin Wenbo immediately opened.

"Yes." Song Haoran slightly considered, but also decided to make a decision. He ordered the driver to "make a circle around the week and pick a suitable place to set fire. Don't be too close, but don't go too far."

"Yes." The spirit of the driver in the decadence was shocked and loudly promised. He came here two times, and the young man who looked at the shirt waving below was desperate by ecstasy. To be honest, he felt very uncomfortable.

The helicopter no longer hovered, and the tail of the machine swayed and quickly flew away from the market. After the young man stood for a long time, he put down his shirt blankly and looked at the direction of the plane far away, like a statue.

Hearing the sound of the helicopter flying away, the people in the warehouse were also completely desperate. This is the second time, and the military abandoned them for the second time. I don't know who it is, suddenly a cry. The grief was magnified to the extreme by this tiny sorrow, and the whistling sound of the whistle sounded soon after the warehouse, and the air seemed to be heavy and suffocating.

Circled around the Green Park market, the crowd carefully selected the location of the arson.

"Song Big Brother, there is a tanker truck below, just blow it up." I saw the news of the tanker fire and explosion on TV, and the sharp-minded Gong Lizhen pointed at the ground.

"No, there are so many cars blocked on the road. If the tanker catches fire, it will cause a series of explosions. At that time, several streets will be blown up, and the buildings along the street will also be on fire. This area will be destroyed by us." Song Haoran did not want to refuse.

Others shook their heads again and again, denying Gong Shao’s proposal. They were soldiers, not terrorists. Lin Wenbo did not make any comments, sitting down and squatting.

"What about ruin? The world is slowly ruining. The so-called unbreakable, broken and standing. Destroying the old world destined to die is also a feat of building a new world. Your vision is too narrow." Eyebrows, faintly said.

He would never have been a pity for something that was destined to be abandoned. He would not be a pusher and would abandon it more thoroughly because he knew that without it, he would not have it.

In exchange for the safety of a small piece of dead area and countless zombies that had no life before, in exchange for the safety of more than 50 survivors, he felt very worthwhile, nothing to hesitate.

Gong Shao's indifferent and undecided words are simply deafening to the people on the plane, waking up the top. Yes, the end of the world, the original world is destined to die, why should they cling to the past? At this time, the value of life is much higher than everything else.

I figured out that everyone’s eyes on Gong Lijun were obviously different. From the original envy and admiration, they became an unrelenting reverence. Gong Shao is not only tyrannical, but also has a rock-solid mind. Such a person is destined to be extraordinary!

"Say well!" When everyone was meditating, Lin Wenbo had spoken out loudly. The first one expressed support for Gong Lizhen. His dark and dark eyes glared at the courageous and determined teenager, and the shock and admiration in his heart were intertwined, forming a strong and hot magma, melting his hard and heavy heart wall.

Lin Wenbo is a businessman, and is a very successful businessman. He knows more about what is the choice than anyone else. However, seeing Xiao Li’s heart is more determined and more determined than he is. He has a sense of pleasure in finding a friend, and his heart beats and frants.

"Fried it, the rocket launcher gave me." Song Haoran also returned to God, a firm opening.

He used to worry that Li Wei could not adapt to the cruelty of the end of the world, but the words of Li Wei only let him know that Li Wei was more transparent than him. He was compared, but there was no dissatisfaction in his heart, but he was filled with joy. Only when Li Wei is really strong can he be at ease.

A special soldier silently handed him the rocket launcher.

With weapons in place and aiming at the target, Song Haoran unscrewed the trigger without hesitation.

The rocket dragged the long tail smoke and hit the tanker. He slammed it into the ground, and the front of the car was thrown to the sky, and it fell heavily, smashing a car in front. The body of the blasted flower exploded, and the intense heat quickly ignited several cars around.

The helicopter hovered over the explosion point. In more than 20 minutes, the explosions of the explosions continued one after another. Several shops and buildings on the street also ignited a fire. From time to time, the sound of broken glass and the sound of flames smashed objects.

The thick, pungent black smoke skyrocketed, like a sly dragon, coming to four planes.

"Let's go." Looking at the zombies on the ground that rushed to the fire, Song Haoran looked slightly loose and said to the driver.

Low-level zombies can only act by instinct. When they evolve to the second level or above, they have a certain sense of crisis. This trick does not work for them.

The helicopter swayed to the green park market.

The survivors in the warehouse also heard a huge explosion, and the explosions came one after another, such as thundering, making them fascinated.

The youngest man who was the most athletic was sent to the roof to check the situation. The zombie group around the warehouse ran away like a tidal wave, and turned to the explosion point of the smoke.

When the youth saw it, his face showed a relaxed expression, and he heard the sound of the propeller stirring in the vagueness of the sky. He stood up unbelievably, holding his hand on the pergola and looking up.

The four black dots are winding around the column of smoke, flying straight in the direction of the warehouse. The young man put his hand on the brow and put it up, lifted it up and put it down, for fear that he was dazzled by the sun, and there was an illusion.

Looking back and forth several times, the four black spots did not disappear, but instead flew closer and closer, the youth ecstasy almost picked up. He quickly held the window sill of the window, stabilized his figure, and shouted at the people in the warehouse. "The army did not go, the explosion was made by the army! They took the zombies and came to save us!"

"Really? Did you read it wrong?" Someone kept asking, and some people were crying, but the crying was no longer the grief of the past, but the joy of life.

"Really! Really! They are coming soon!" The young man screamed at the window, ecstatic.

"Long live! Long live the army!" At this time, the sound of the propeller's rotation has become weaker and stronger, and everyone listens clearly and embraces and cheers together.