Outside the Double Star Base, there were crowds of people.
Lin An gently patted Xiong Hanzi on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to blame himself too much.
Several graves were dug very deep and were buried and filled up in a line of meters.
There are no tombstones and no flowers.
Buried here are 93,672 Chinese survivors who died in the laboratory or due to mechanical modification.
They found less than two hundred bodies.
The remaining bodies.
Members of the Long'an base were digging for half a day on the bottom floor of the laboratory and found that the bodies had dissolved and rotted together.
Unable to separate, they had to quietly rebury the laboratory to serve as another burial tomb.
These people survived the first wave of apocalypse and escaped the zombies.
But he died at the hands of humans.
"Team Lin"
Zhang Tie turned his head and forced a wry smile on his face.
"I don't even know her name"
"In other words, I don't know what each of them is called."
The sadness cannot be concealed.
The last survivor could not help but sob softly.
"Do you think this will all end?"
"Why are there so many enemies?"
Lin An looked at Zhang Tie's confused eyes and nodded heavily after hesitating for a moment.
"I think."
"Will do"
Sunlight breaks through thick clouds.
Dispelled the early morning chill.
Busan War Zone, Amrican Station.
Holding a psychic sniper rifle in his arms, he stared at the awakened man at the exit of the base, looking up frequently with an uneasy expression.
"Have you watched the Busan channel?"
"What the hell happened!?"
Can't understand.
A strong sense of uneasiness filled my heart.
After a while, news appeared in the channel that Lin An was killed in the Busan war zone and nuclear bombs were used.
The next moment, the Busan military failed again and the president was held accountable.
The next moment, it turned into Yongan Base and launched a nuclear retaliation against South Korea.
The confusing information made it impossible for them to determine which information was true.
The only thing that is certain is that the nuclear bomb did detonate.
"Lord Max, why haven't they come back yet!?"
At a loss.
As the strongest person in the base, although Max is not their person in charge, he is also the most important combat force.
The world ranking only shows 999, so they cannot know the life and death of Max and others through the second-level rankings.
"I don't know"
"Captain Hawkeye, who went with us, never sent the message back carefully."
"No one responded to the private message I sent."
"Could it be that these yellow-skinned monkeys joined forces to deliberately set a trap for me!?"
Under various speculations, everyone is wary.
Relying on the weapons reserves before the doomsday and a large number of awakened people.
Is it because Busan was forced to provide supplies? They lived a pretty good life.
It was the first time such an accident happened, and everyone didn't know what to do.
Inside the base, the top commander of this military base hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath:
"No matter what happened to Max and the others."
"I guess death won't be enough."
"Busan shouldn't be so bold as to attack us."
"Raise alert and activate air defense systems."
He glanced at the core equipment area in the base, and the uneasiness in his heart weakened a lot.
As a garrison, they actually possess tactical nuclear bombs, but they have never publicized them openly.
If these yellow-skinned monkeys are really up to something, he wouldn't mind launching nuclear retaliation.
Just the next second, a harsh air defense siren suddenly sounded.
Confusion, screams.
The red warning light flashes.
"Oh my god! What kind of monster is that!?"
"Dragon! Is that a dragon!?"
High in the sky, a huge black dragon drew an afterimage, spreading its wings like a fighter plane diving.
Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
On the dragon's back, Gao Tian and Zhang bowed and drew arrows with excited expressions, and two spiritual links continued to provide support to him from the ground.
One comes from Lin An's battlefield rehearsal, and the other comes from Wen Ya's spiritual sharing.
Beneath him, the black dragon roared with dissatisfaction.
Twenty minutes ago, Lin An asked Gao Tian to take over the garrison base.
"If you step on it again, I will eat you."
The voice is childish.
The black dragon was unhappy that someone other than Lin An stepped on it, especially since this guy smelled quite delicious.
Three hours later, the sun was blazing at noon.
Over Busan, more than 70 supersonic fighter jets escorted two Tu-21 transport planes flying at high speed.
In the cabin, Mo Ling looked at Lin An speechlessly.
"Do you want to tire me to death?"
"It's impossible for me to teleport back on such a big plane."
"Chu An has tried it before. It can only be passed on to people, and you can only bring a little something with you."
He was holding a teleportation device specially made by Colonel Chu, a mirrored cube on which his head was placed.
Little Mo Ling is ready to have her head cut off.
Lin An touched his nose awkwardly and coughed lightly.
He just suggested that the entire aerospace force could be teleported back in one go to save time.
After all, didn't Chu An say that he would always study the effect of teleportation, and maybe there might be some new progress recently.
To be continued...