National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

In the spacious meeting room, Commander Bai was discussing with dozens of combat personnel.

"In the end what happened!"

Captain Bai sat on a chair, his bony hands crossed, and his brows were gloomy.

On the opposite side, a young captain glanced at the other extreme leaders beside him, spit, and said forward: "According to the latest news, the city of Troon, Mississippi has completely fallen, and the local Z government has lost contact."

"Where's the team!" Captain Bai asked again.

The captain quickly replied: "The nearest ones are the third field fighters who are training. They were ordered three hours ago and have now arrived in the suburbs of Troon City."

As he said that, the many data flowing on the big screen changed, showing the frontline picture.

The troop-carrying trucks, and the advancing tanks, countless resolute but slightly confused regiment members, carrying advanced weapons, looked at the distant city.

In the gray clouds, a thunder shadow fell, and in the silver-gray cold city, a wisp of white smoke rose.

boom!suddenly!A loud explosion is heard in the video, followed by roars from members of the regiment.

"Quick! Enemy attack! It's enemy attack!"

"Ah! What is that?"

"My God! Is this the end of the world!"

"Kill them! Quickly fire the weapon..."

bang bang bang!Boom!
The sounds of weapons and explosions resounded, and they were simultaneously transmitted to the commander's mansion.

Head Bai and all the members of the civil and military regiment looked at each other silently, and when they saw the camera turned into a snowflake, they couldn't help lowering their eyebrows and blinking.

After a long time of silence, another news came from the other side.

"Mr. Leader! It's not good! On the game system, a player posted a video of Tren City! The news has spread all over the world!"

The female assistant ran over in panic, with nervousness and confusion in her eyes.

Head Bai trembled. He never thought that he would face such a situation. He originally thought that after completing the four-year term, his career from Z would be considered complete. Who knows...

Could it be that this great Great White Eagle Group is about to be buried in his hands!

Head Bai closed his eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he was fighting with himself in his heart.

Finally, he suddenly raised his head and said: "There is no way to block it, so spread the news immediately, let all the nearby teams fight, and withdraw our troops deployed around the world."

On the side, an experienced captain was stunned, and stared at him with wide eyes: "But Mr. Captain! That will make our White Eagles lose control of the world situation!"

Boom!The crisp sound spread throughout the meeting room.

Head Bai slammed the table and stood up, glared at these members, and angrily scolded: "I am the head! Do as I say! The White Eagles must not be buried in my hands!"

The think tank had sent him an analysis of the situation a few hours ago.

There are not many suggestions. He read it over and over again, and finally came to his senses. In the dozens of pages of analysis, only two words were written: decline.

"Yes! You are the leader."

The captains had no choice but to salute, then turned and left.

In the meeting room, there was only Captain Bai left, muttering to himself: "When a team goes downhill, someone must step on the gas pedal."

On the side, the secretary looked at him in surprise, and couldn't help saying: "What?"

Head Bai showed a self-deprecating smile: "If you step on the brakes, this team will fall into a landslide and immediately fall to pieces."

At this time, system forums, as well as on the Internet.

"My God! I can't believe my eyes, zombies! They're coming to our world!"

"Where is this! It can't be Tren City! FUCK! I live nearby, no, I have to go everyone!"

"Hahahaha... The end of the world is coming, it is finally coming! Our prophecy is true!"

"It is recommended to arrest the brother upstairs, the cliff is a cult member."

"Brothers, I'm in Tren City, and I'm hiding in the freezer of the supermarket. Don't worry, the power has been cut off. This is the situation outside."

"Brother, you are so fierce!"

"Eh? Why are these zombies so different from Xing Kete? Is it a mutation? Or... are these zombies born in our world?"

"Amplify your situation a bit. Why is it that the White Eagles discovered the zombies? Are there zombies only in Tren City? Or are they lurking in other places? Also, if the White Eagles die, the world will change drastically..."

Because of the existence of the system, people all over the world soon knew what happened to the White Eagles.

The whole world was shaken and deep anxiety arose.

The officials of many teams reacted immediately and began to negotiate with the foreign affairs personnel of the White Eagle Regiment.

For some big regiments, although the White Eagles are opponents, they don't want the White Eagles to collapse now.

So, represented by Zhou Tuan, Mao Xiong Tuan and the Western Alliance, they began to ask the White Eagles if they needed assistance.

The zombie crisis, no matter how you look at it, is not a matter of a few teams, but concerns the safety of the whole world.

The history of Star Curt has already warned them.

But not surprisingly, the foreign affairs personnel of the White Eagle Regiment, in accordance with domestic orders, all rejected their kindness.

It seems that the White Eagles are still extremely powerful, and the zombies are just a small problem.

But on the other hand, they have begun to withdraw their armed forces stationed in various regiment combat bases around the world.

Baituan, at the press conference.

"Yes, we firmly believe that we can deal with this zombie crisis. The White Eagles will never give up!"

"If possible, I do not recommend that members of other teams enter our territory..."

"This reporter, please get out!"

The reporters asked with long arms and short guns, which made the old head Bai a little overwhelmed, and finally became angry, and angrily scolded a young reporter, and asked the security guard to pull him out.

This was actually quite a mistake, but Captain Bai didn't care anymore.

He already doesn't care about the next four-year term, he just wants to survive his last year in office, and then retire.

Of course, the premise is that he can help the White Eagles survive this crisis.

11 month 6 number.

White Eagle Group, Zombie Fallen Zone.

With the full disclosure of the news, the entire White Eagle Group focused on dealing with the zombie crisis.

War reporters from all over the world, following a large number of teams of the White Eagle Regiment, headed for Troon City, Central State!

In the afternoon, hundreds of thousands of teams arrived at various designated locations on the outskirts of Troon.

All nearby passages have been blocked by the team, and even the rivers have been urgently arranged to block the network, cutting-edge technology is always scanning, and team members are patrolling 24 hours a day.

"Hello, audience friends! This is the official reporter of Zhou Tuan, who is on the front line of the White Eagles' battle against zombies, and will bring you a live report!"

Zhou Tuan's field reporter, wearing protective clothing, a helmet and sunglasses, quickly introduced to the camera.