The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

"Is it really time to implement the third plan?"

A soldier with gray hair sighed: "We have put so much effort into building this city. This is the hope for the future of Daxia. If it is gone, can it be rebuilt in the future?"

"The crops in the fields have not yet matured. Without the good farmland, how will hundreds of thousands of people survive in the future?" Someone sighed helplessly.

"Comrades, I know that fleeing without a fight will disappoint you all, but if we hold on to our end, it will not be a simple defeat!"

The middle-aged commander said bitterly: "There are not many survivors in Daxia. These 300,000 people cannot die because of us. The third plan was formulated by everyone at the beginning. Isn't it agreed upon?"

In fact, everyone understood that the middle-aged commander's decision was correct.

They just don't want to accept it!

Why did a sea of ​​millions of corpses appear?

In this end times, is it really necessary to wipe out all human beings?

"Commander, please give the task of buying time to our Sixth Army!" A young major general stood up and asked.

The middle-aged commander shook his head, slowly stood up, and his words suddenly became gentle.

"Comrades, I will be going to the battle soon. Let us take another oath together!"

boom!

All the soldiers stood up and clenched their fists.

"I swear that once I join the army, I will be a soldier for life. A soldier is loyal to the motherland and will die for the people. I should be fearless and not afraid of life and death. I will draw my sword and mount my horse...

"I swear to protect the country, the people, and the dignity of Daxia. I will always be ready to fight and never betray... I swear...!"

The orderly voices echoed over the military camp.

Just like the oath they made when they were young and joined the army...

That oath needs to be remembered and carried out for a lifetime!

Even if my back is broken, my soul is destroyed, and my thoughts are gone, I will never forget.

The commander's surname was Li, and his name was Xiaocheng. He led a group of doomsday warriors and left the military district and the city with an oath... They slowly moved forward facing millions of zombies...

The autumn wind is very cold!

Li Xiaocheng's hair was turning gray as he looked at the young soldier beside him, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

In the city, the cries of countless people were heard.

There was a young boy holding a torn book, reading...

"The wind is rising, the clouds are flying, the warriors leave and never come back...!"

An old man was crying: "Ah, the end of the world, ah, the end of the world...!"

……

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Penchuan Island, there was a barren mountain.

Here, a meteorite city is also being built, which is larger than the capital!

Here, there are less than 50,000 soldiers left in the Penchuan Army, but there are 500,000 survivors!

When the end of the world came, the Penchuan Military Region used the air-raid shelters to survive with 150,000 troops.

However, unlike the Capital Military District, they did not first clear out the nearby zombies. Instead, they dispersed their forces to various places and launched a rescue operation for the survivors.

With the crazy evolution of zombies, the dispersion of troops has become a disadvantage of the Bonchuan Army.

Of the 150,000-strong army, only 47,000 are left.

At this moment.

In the center of the military camp, in a spacious and clean stone house.

A young general stood in front of a long table, wearing a tattered black cloak, with a cigarette that was about to burn out between his fingers wearing a space ring.

The ash was very long and kept shaking along with the general's fingers.

After a long while, the young general slowly raised his head, looked at his comrades beside him, and spoke hoarsely.

"Three hundred thousand zombies have formed a sea of ​​corpses, controlled by a B-level zombie king. The lowest zombies are D-level, and there are countless C-level zombies. In the past three days, they have broken through six civilian bases with a population of 100,000 people and are heading towards us!"

"Everyone, it's fight or flight, start voting!"

When the young general finished speaking, everyone below fell silent. It was obvious that they had received the news in advance.

Ten seconds later, someone spoke.

"Since ancient times, the Sichuan Army has never fled without fighting. Fight!"

"The Sichuan Army protects the country, the law, and Daxia. Fight!"

"There are 500,000 survivors. There is no way out. Fight!"

"Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!"

Among the thirty-odd generals, almost none of them was willing to retreat, and the calls for declarations of war became louder and louder.

This moment shook the entire military camp, the entire city, and the hearts of everyone in the city.

At this moment, all the 500,000 survivors in the entire city walked out of the stone house.

Among them were men, women, old people and young people, all holding weapons in their hands.

Some people were carrying kitchen knives, others were carrying wooden sticks...

Fight! Fight! Fight…!

When the young general heard the earth-shaking sound outside the door, his eyes gradually turned bloodshot.

"very good!"

A smile appeared on his lips: "To protect our homeland, we will fight to the death and will not return until we die!"

"I declare the start of Plan 2!"

……

Zhongzhou, Luocheng Military Region.

A huge city was also built here to shelter 400,000 survivors.

"I just got the news that half a month ago, a B-level zombie king appeared in Taihang Mountain, and has gathered 300,000 corpses."

Inside the spacious stone house, a female general stood at the chief seat.

She was in her early thirties, and due to her evolved physique, her skin was white and her figure was amazing.

Perhaps, in order to maintain the image of a general, she deliberately smeared a layer of black ash on her face, making the whole person less charming and more heroic!

The female general continued, "Moreover, the zombies within a hundred miles are still rushing to Taihang Mountain. It won't be long before there are millions, or even more!"

"Everyone, Taihang Mountain is 100 kilometers away from Luocheng. What do you think?"

Someone immediately said, "We must not let the B-level zombie king continue to develop. It is too close to us!"

"But now, the lowest level of zombies is D-level. A month ago, a C-level zombie appeared. With the addition of a B-level zombie king, even if there are 300,000 zombies now, I'm afraid we will find it difficult to kill them all!"

"No matter what, we cannot let this sea of ​​corpses fully form. The B-level zombie king already possesses advanced intelligence. Once it becomes powerful, it will definitely attack us!"

"Let's move. There are still 400,000 survivors in the city. Take them to a safe place first."

"No, this is the best construction site in the entire Zhongzhou. The fertile fields and mutant crops we developed are all here. What will we do if we leave?"

All the generals expressed their opinions one after another, and the atmosphere in the entire stone house was depressing.

Snapped!

At this time, an old veteran who had been sitting in the corner and had not spoken a word lit a cigarette.

The entire stone house immediately became quiet.

Even the female general looked at the veteran with a hint of respect in her eyes.

"Commander Liu, do you have anything to say?" asked the female general.

Although she is now the commander of a military zone, in fact, this position was voluntarily given to her by the veteran general because she is an SSS-level psychic.

In the words of the veteran, in the end times, everything is determined by strength, and only SSS-level psychics can keep the military zone alive.

The veteran is in his sixties, with a flat head and deep eyes.

"Commander Meng, you are the commander now, do as you wish."

Veteran General Liu Yi waved his hand gently and said with a smile: "Also, I am only a lieutenant general now, so don't call me commander."

"Mr. Liu, I still need your guidance on the overall situation. This time it concerns the fate of the entire military camp." Meng Ke'an said softly.

Before becoming an SSS-level psychic, Meng Ke'an was just the head of the military art troupe.

Everything nowadays is taught by Liu Yi himself.

Liu Yi frowned and thought for a moment, then cleared his throat and spoke in a smoky voice.

"With our strength, even if we can destroy 300,000 corpses, it will cost a huge price. Brute force will definitely not work."