The glimmer of the morning sun appeared on the horizon.
The zombies' movements began to slow down. Under the sunlight, they seemed to have fallen into a seal. The bloodthirsty ferocity began to fade and was replaced by a lifeless sluggishness.
The moment the sun rose, the eyes of the soldiers stationed on the city wall were almost filled with tears of excitement.
The bayonets were inserted into the rifles. The soldiers roared and burned the last of their hunger. They penetrated the throats of the zombies climbing the wall, crushed their skulls with the butt of the rifle, and kicked them off the wall with their feet.
Although the horde of zombies was still slowly approaching the wall, it was obvious that they had reached the end of their strength. The zombies at the back had already stopped, only the zombies at the front were still under the drive of instinct, moving forward with staggering steps.
Finally, at the moment of dawn, the last zombie that climbed the wall was pierced in the throat by a bayonet and fell powerlessly on the concrete wall.
Almost at the same time, behind the frontline soldiers, the third line of defense was finally completed. The wall was a full fifteen meters higher than the second wall. Although it was not as majestic as the giant wall, it was enough for Pingan Street to sleep peacefully tonight.
Han Junhua immediately ordered as she watched the sun rise.
"Let the soldiers withdraw from the frontline, the logistics company start a fire to cook, and the fighters continue to air raid the zombies near the wall …"
At this time, a soldier ran in from outside the barracks.
Han Junhua looked at the door and asked.
"What's the matter?"
"There's a message from Line 0. It's an order from the General."
The soldier saluted and relayed Jiang Chen's order to Han Junhua.
After listening, Han Junhua nodded and signaled him to go down.
She crossed her arms, lowered her head, and thought for a moment. Then she pressed her hand on the headset and ordered.
"Transfer 500 engineers to Line 0 and take all the engineering robots down."
"… Roger!"
After the last order was issued, Han Junhua breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the holographic screen, and sat back in the chair.
That night, she almost didn't rest for a moment. At the same time, she commanded the two battlefields underground and above ground.
And now, her energy was almost at its limit.
Lying on the table, the cold face gradually softened. Only when she was asleep would she show such a defenseless expression.
Her hair fell on her thin and straight shoulders. She twitched her nose and rested her face on her arm.
His thin lips murmured softly, and then he slowly relaxed with the sleepiness that came over him.
"As long as you're fine …"
…
Dragging their heavy bodies down from the wall, they passed through the third line of defense and returned to Pingan Street. Everyone's face was full of exhaustion. His clothes were covered in dust and bloodstains, and from afar, he looked indescribably wretched.
But in the end, they won, although it was a difficult victory.
Many people's shoulders were already seriously swollen. Even with the protection of the exoskeleton, a night of continuous fighting had pushed their physical and mental strength to the limit. Especially in this kind of battle with zombies, unless the commander ordered to dump fuel, there was no chance to breathe.
After pulling out the bayonets from under the burning hot gun barrels, the exhausted soldiers passed through the wall of the third line of defense and sat on the ground, no longer having the strength to take another step forward.
The logistics company set up a shed on the edge of the wall, set up a large pot, and started to cook porridge.
The aroma diluted the pungent smell of blood and allowed the soldiers, mercenaries, and survivors who were close to collapse to regain their strength. They barely supported themselves with their rifles and limped in the direction of the shed.
Breakfast was thick minced meat porridge. Every spoonful of porridge was a visible piece of meat. In addition, there were steamed buns and a small bag of pickled vegetables. Every soldier, mercenary, and survivor who participated in the defense of the city had a share.
By the standards of the wasteland, this breakfast was undoubtedly a sumptuous one.
It was precisely because of this that many local mercenaries and survivors cried while eating steamed buns and drinking porridge.
They were tears of excitement.
They always ate two meals a day, so how could they be willing to eat breakfast?
The NAC soldiers were not so pretentious. They ate the steamed buns and drank the porridge in big bowls, and the touching words were left in their hearts. Occasionally, they looked up at the mercenaries and survivors chewing, as if they were country bumpkins from the countryside, and laughed at them for not seeing the world.
Standing on the giant wall, Song Chenyu muttered to himself.
"Unbelievable, we actually did it."
His clenched fists slowly relaxed. He looked at the zombies under the wall, and the NAC officer standing next to him muttered to himself.
"Yes, we did it."
At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.
"Sir, your breakfast."
A logistician ran up the giant wall and placed a plastic bag containing canned food, dry food, and porridge boxes on the table next to the NAC officer. His right hand pounded his chest in a military salute, and then he trotted away.
"Oh my, it's actually canned beef." He tore open the aluminum lid of the can and sniffed. The officer's serious expression finally eased, and he grinned at Song Chenyu. "Do you want some?"
"Can I?" Song Chenyu swallowed when he smelled the tempting smell of meat.
"It's not a big deal." The officer waved his hand, dipped the bun into the can, chewed it, and pointed in the direction of the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building with his chin. "Look at the flag there, we are already brothers in the trench."
Following the officer's line of sight, Song Chenyu saw that on the roof of the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building, the NAC flag had been raised.
The flag of the Shangjing Survivors Alliance Council that was originally floating there had long disappeared, as if it had never existed.
After two seconds of silence, Song Chenyu smiled and sat opposite the officer. He reached out and took out a white bun from the plastic bag and tore open a can of meat.
"Since you said so, then I won't be polite."
As early as last night, he was already prepared for this moment, so when the flag appeared there, he didn't even feel the slightest surprise.
It only took him two seconds to adapt to the change in his identity.
"We can be considered comrades who have fought side by side. I'll just casually chat with you here. Just remember what you hear. Don't say anything, don't ask anything." The officer chewed on the steamed bun as he glanced at him.
"Please go ahead," Song Chenyu said solemnly.
"Our General rarely transfers people from the senior management of NAC to serve at the grassroots level, and few people are willing to go to those remote places." After he took a sip of porridge, the officer grinned. "Generally speaking, positions such as city defense chief are filled by locals. We grasp military power, only those at the top, and those at the bottom are all boldly delegated. Hongcheng, Wu City, and Yizhou are all like this. Hang City was also like this before, but now it is directly developed by NAC. "
"What do you mean?" Song Chenyu's eyes flickered.
"You used to guard the South Gate, right?" The officer grinned. "If you perform well, it won't be a problem for you to be a city defense chief."
Song Chenyu was overjoyed and immediately thanked him.
"Thank you for your advice, brother."
Although they were still gatekeepers, it was obvious that there were now four gatekeepers instead of one. Naturally, their status would not be the same as before.
"Haha, I just mentioned it casually." The officer waved his hand and laughed. "What you do is up to you. I didn't say anything."
When Song Chenyu heard this, he didn't care about eating and immediately stood up.
He originally thought that he would be removed from his current position in a few days. He didn't expect there was a possibility of promotion. After the officer's advice, he already knew what he should do.
"Speaking of which, the battle yesterday was quite intense. I didn't have time to ask brother's name?"
"Zhu Dawei." Zhu Dawei grinned. "Just call me Dawei."
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