Gong Lixin massacred all the zombies in Yangjia Village in one fell swoop, turning Yangjia Village into a safe area and a fruit and vegetable supply area for the base.

The military was inspired to formulate a combat plan to surround the cities by the countryside. It took three or four months to clear out various townships around the base, which quickly expanded the scope of the safe area. The base also officially entered a virtuous cycle of self-cultivation and self-sufficiency, and there was no need to worry about food issues anymore.

When your stomach is full, your life will be stable. The Gong family's base has become the Garden of Eden in the minds of survivors, attracting many people to join. The team of supernaturalists has also expanded rapidly in just one year, from ten people in each group to twenty or thirty people in each group.

The members of each group experienced more or less change due to the death of battle, internal conflicts, etc. But no matter how the other groups change, Gong Lixin's group is still the original ten people, no one died in battle, and no one is willing to withdraw. Following Gong Lixin for the rest of his life is the common wish of the members.

On this day, the military issued a new task, hoping that the superpower team could go deep into the fuel depot in the city center to collect fuel and transport it back to the base. Solving the grain problem does not mean that all problems have been solved. For the base to operate normally, the energy problem must be solved. A month ago, the fuel purchased by Lin's family was exhausted and there was no fuel, generators, pumps, helicopters, vehicles and other tools. The base will degenerate to the ancient life of slash-and-burn farming, eating raw and drinking blood.

The fuel depot of the Petrochemical Group is built in the eastern suburbs, not close to the city center, but not far away. The surrounding zombies are more than towns, and there are not a shortage of second-level zombies with superpowers. It is the most difficult task ever released by the base. If it is to be completed smoothly, a superpower group is definitely not enough. Several superpower groups need to work together to have a chance, and the chance is not great, but the danger is very high.

The military also knew that the task was arduous, so it greatly improved the task reward. In addition to enough food and daily necessities, it will also reward each second-level high-level zombie crystal core.

Level 2 zombies appeared half a year ago, but level 2 high-level zombies are rare. If you obtain other crystal nuclei in the corresponding system, it is not difficult to break through to level 2 high-level. A psychic person needs to absorb five or six hundred first-level crystal nuclei. The crystal nuclei of the first-level zombie required to break through the middle level must be doubled. Push up and advance to more than ten thousand crystal nuclei.

How long does it take and how much energy it takes for a person to massacre tens of thousands of zombies? The difficult road to promotion has discouraged most psychics and stayed at the middle level of level one. But as long as there is a second-level crystal core, psychics can be directly promoted to level two and become the top master in the base.

The benefits raised by the military are very attractive. Many psychics are starting to move, but the leaders of each group are still watching. They all focus on the leaders of a group.

When the military issued the mission, Gong Lixin was in the room with Wang Tao and Gu Nandou Landlord. With his unforgettable memory, he mercilessly ravaged the two of them hundreds of times. Their faces turned green and their heads were smoked.

After more than two hours of fighting, I haven't won once. I really don't know why Brother Lin and Major General Song like to play cards with Mr. Gong so much. Do they have a masochistic constitution? Wang Tao and Gu Nan thought resentfully.

After another crushing defeat, Wang Tao and Gu Nan threw away a good handful of cards in their hands and were about to dare to say, "I'm not doing it anymore," Gong Lixin's communicator rang.

"The military has issued a mission, I'll take it." Gong Lixin said to the two after reading the mission information at a glance. Gong's father is the highest commander of the base. In his opinion, the mission issued by the military is the task assigned by Gong's father. As a filial child, Gong Lixin will take it without hesitation every time, which makes Gong's father not know whether to be moved or feel distressed.

"Okay, boss, go quickly, I'll inform others." Wang Tao breathed a sigh of relief and left happily. Gu Nan also wanted to leave, but bumped into Gong Shaoyi's pointing eyes. He quickly picked up the scattered poker on the table and carefully put it into the box. Then he left under Gong Shao's satisfied sight.

Soon, the news that Gong Shao took over the new task spread wildly at the base. Then, as expected, Group 2 and Group 3 also received the tasks one after another.

Young Master Gong was responsible for pulling monsters and fighting monsters, and the safety factor of the mission was greatly improved. The other five groups hurried to the military headquarters to collect the mission, hoping to have some soup with Gong Shao. Unfortunately, in order to avoid the entire army of psychics, the military headquarters did not allow eight groups to take out the mission at the same time. The sixth and eight teams who arrived at the military headquarters were lucky enough to grab the last two places.

The next morning, the military sent five armored vehicles to transport five groups to safely enter the eastern suburbs. In front of the parking lot, the members of the fifth group had already been ready to go and waited for the departure. The leaders of the fifth group gathered together and were doing the final task.

"Our group is responsible for the No. 1 and 2 fuel depot, the third group is responsible for the No. 3 and 4 fuel depot, the sixth group is responsible for the No. 5 and 6 fuel depot, the eighth group is responsible for the No. 7 and 8 fuel depot, and the first group is responsible for the depot removal of surrounding zombies. The operation time is two hours. You must gather at the door in two hours and evacuate quickly. Have you heard it clearly?" Song Haoran pointed to the map and explained carefully.

"I heard it clearly." The leaders of each group nodded and agreed.

"Very good, let's go! Li Xin, we have fifteen people in our group, plus ten people in your group, and we just happened to get together. Let's go." Holding Gong Lixin's shoulder, Song Haoran spoke intimately.

Gong Lixin nodded and signaled his team members to get in the car. Looking at the intimate backs of the two, Lin Wenbo habitually calmed the stinging pain in his heart and walked towards a car behind.

Song Haoran's team was originally ten, and the five later joined half a month ago. These five were once special forces soldiers of the B Provincial Military Region, with strength between the first and second intermediate levels respectively. Song Haoran admired their integrity and self-discipline as soldiers, and made an exception to recruit his own team.

Twenty-five people sat on both sides, looking at each other in a glance. The cramped space felt quite dull.

When there is no mission, Gong Lixin mostly practices in the room, and he never organizes team members to hunt zombies and collects crystal cores in his spare time. Because the crystal cores they collect in one mission are enough, unlike the next group that they have to have extra meals. Therefore, he doesn't easily show up in the base. One group has become a love and hate presence among the other seven teams. I love them because they are on missions with them, and the safety factor is very high; I hate them because as long as they are there, the crystal cores will not be the share. Their fighting style is too cruel, and even zombies who don't know what they are afraid of can't bear it.

Therefore, although the five people came for half a month, they met Gong Lixin for the first time. They were very curious about the strongest man in the legendary base. They looked at the young man with a slightly immature face from time to time, with surprise and suspicion in their eyes.

Gong Lixin, who was chatting with Song Haoran, found the sight of the five people, turned around and smiled slightly at them.

The boy has a good temperament, a handsome face, and a pair of big dark eyes that are very clear, without any contamination of the darkness and numbness that are unique to people in the end of the world, which makes people feel unstoppable. Especially when he smiles, his round cat's eyes are crescent-shaped, pitiful and cute. His already bright eyes seem to contain the stars in the sky, even the soul can be illuminated.

The five people had a fever on their cheeks and couldn't help but smile, and secretly wondered in their hearts: Such a young man who was as clean and clear as ice and snow should be spoiled and protected by others, and lived carefreely, not like the legendary peerless and powerful man who was invincible with one against a hundred.

Sorry, they looked back at Gong Shao's team members in a blink of an eye, and the expressions on their faces were even more subtle. No matter how you look at these nine people, they don't look like masters with average strength of level 2.

Da Liu, who looks vulgar and has a beard, has a hot body, and is hiding in the corner and kissing me and me, whispering, and often kissing her mouth and touching her hands. The scene of the two people being together vividly explains what it means to "flowers are inserted on cow dung", which is really hurting people's eyes, making the five people look at it without wanting to take a second look.

Gu Nan was carefully wiping the two swords in his hand, not letting go of the gaps, with a gentle expression and pity, which made people feel sour. These two swords were given by Gong Lixin. Although he had wind-type superpowers, the way he triggered them might not be the right way. Without these two swords, the wind blade he released could not even kill a mosquito. But if the two swords were in hand, he immediately turned into a top master who killed all directions, and was nicknamed the "Blade Wind Warrior" by other psychics. In this way, it is not difficult to imagine that he was better at these two swords than to treat his wife.

Ma Jun and Wang Tao gathered together, talking loudly about a beautiful and gentle girl in the base. When she talked about her rise, she burst into a 'lewd' snickering'. She seemed to be alone and her careless attitude made her mouth twitch.

Luo Dahai leaned on Sun Tiantian's shoulder and napped, loud snoring echoed in the car. Sun Tiantian had a bitter face, holding a tissue in her hand, constantly helping him wipe the saliva at the corner of his mouth to avoid his shoulders. The two of them were so embarrassed that they were so hilarious that they were laughing.

Li Dongsheng was holding a philosophy book in his hand, not caring about the swaying carriages and the dim light, and was fascinated by reading it. If he changed the scene to a library, he would be a college student with both good character and academic performance.

At the age of eleven, only 1.42 meters, the little Sun Jie was quietly snuggling beside his sister, holding a can of milk in his hand and drinking with relish. Unfortunately, the road outside was rugged, and the carriage suddenly vibrated, causing the can to be pressed upside down on his mouth, poured milk on his neck, and dyed his upper lip a circle of milk beard. He immediately jumped up, slapped his collar in a hurry, and his expression was so sad that he wanted to cry, quite joyful.

These people were extremely relaxed and comfortable. They didn't seem to be on a mission, but they were on an outing, which made the five newcomers twitch in their eyes and mouths.

After seeing a group of members, he thought of Song Haoran's task arrangement before leaving, the five were uneasy and felt cautious. After hesitating for a while, one of them looked at Song Haoran and hesitated, "Team leader, there are only ten people in a group. Let them be responsible for clearing out the surrounding zombies. Is this task too difficult? In order to ensure everyone's safety, it is better to send two groups of people to assist one group?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old members of the second group made giggles one after another. How could such a cruel group need other groups to support? If the zombies also had emotions, the sadness of the zombies falling into the hands of the first group would definitely flow into a river.

Song Haoran also smiled softly, rubbed Gong Lixin's head, and said in a gentle voice, "No need, Li Xin will handle it."

"Well, you just go in and look for fuel, there is no need to worry about those around you." Gong Lixin said and promised.

His tone was calm, his expression was calm, and his every move seemed to carry some magic, which made people feel very relieved. The five people smiled and nodded at him unconsciously, and were embarrassed to ask questions again.
Chapter completed!