Li Xiang was killed and the people around him were in chaos.

The desire to survive made them try to make the final struggle, but the zombies around them are really not vegetarians.

They could barely restrain them when they were suppressed by Wang Huining, but they wanted to resist these foods, and Wang Huining could not control them.

In an instant, the police station room became a Shura Field.

Dozens of people were massacred within five seconds.

The zombies are on the go.

Wang Huining even regretted it when the person was killed.

A living person should be left to ask clearly.

He came in full of revenge and anger. When he arrived here, dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled were left. Ye Fan's Shuguang Army was not alone, which made him very unhappy.

I feel like I practiced, had luck, and was so excited that I had been holding it in my life for several years, and I hit the most amazing punch but ended up hitting cotton.

"Where has Ye Fan gone?"

Wang Huining walked indoors and finally came to Ye Fan's previous seat.

He saw a map on the wall behind him.

That's the map of this province.

There is a prominent check mark on the map.

The place where you are marked is a place called Koushan Farm.

Wang Huining stood here and looked for a while and understood why the man just now had the courage to scold him.

"So I went to Kuangshan Farm."

"Since I know your whereabouts, your death date is coming."

Wang Huining left Chengguan Town and led his zombie army to the road of the time.

It will take nearly a week to walk from here to Kuangshan Farm with both legs.

But he enjoyed this process very much. This week was the countdown to Ye Fan's life.

**********

A rustling current rang out in the broadcast.

After the power outage, the broadcast in Huacheng area also decreased a lot.

Some forces that can generate electricity independently can also report that people who do not have the ability to generate electricity will immediately become deaf and dumb.

But many people can still listen.

The battery on the car has electricity, so you can listen to it. Some people's semiconductors have been charged before and can last for a while, but they can't hold on for too long.

It was under this situation that the Shuguang Army began to broadcast to the outside world.

Gao Dongliang changed from an announcer to a technician, and now Ye Luo is the one who serves as an announcer.

After seeing his brother's powerful armed forces, Ye Luo also wanted to do something for his brother and volunteered to be an announcer.

"This is the Dawn Army, this is the Dawn Army!"

"The survivors of Flower City are very lucky to be able to communicate with everyone in this way."

"The Shuguang Army is based on the source of the Qixing River in Koushan Farm, and is located at the north latitude xxx and east longitude xxx."

"The Dawn Army was established with the intention of breaking the darkness and allowing the civilized world to reappear the dawn. Commander-in-chief Mr. Ye Fan is willing to help the survivors who are still struggling in the darkness."

"The Dawn Army has a strong armed force, which is enough to protect the safety of survivors and has abundant supplies, which can enable survivors to live a normal life again."

"As long as there are survivors who can come to the Dawn Army Base, we will accept it."

"The Shuguang Army needs expensive gold and silver and other precious gold and gems to carry out high-tech research and development. Survivors who can provide more than 500 grams of gold will obtain the right to reside in the inner city of the Shuguang Army."

“Those who provide more gold and silver value will have the right to choose a priority housing construction site in the inner city.”

"We have all kinds of food, medicine, and clothing inside our base. Everyone can eat enough here, get treatment for illness, and the cold winter is not difficult to bear."

As Ye Luo's Wenwan's voice spread over and over again, the name Shuguang Army was spread among the survivors of Huacheng.

They knew that besides the survivors alliance that only knew how to collect taxes, there was another force here.

*******

In a factory warehouse in Qinghe County.

The warehouse was filled with a smell of mold.

A man stood on the ladder of the warehouse, through the small window of the warehouse, holding a telescope and looking at the battlefield where wars were everywhere.

There is a small semiconductor on the table, which is placed intermittently with the broadcast inside.

"The one who is fighting zombies now should be the Dawn Army."

The man on the ladder took back his telescope: "It should be, those people have marks on their bodies and the cars have marks. I saw it really."

Everyone around him turned their eyes to a middle-aged man.

They are a group of couriers.

When the end of the world broke out, they took advantage of the familiar terrain and rode their motorcycles to get here.

They have tried to ask for help, but they have not succeeded.

After the establishment of the Survivors Alliance, three couriers even risked their lives to rush out of the warehouse. At the expense of two companions, one of them successfully left and went to the Burning Legion for help.

But they were not helped.

A few days later, the person who escaped pulled a banner on the distant building.

"There is no supplies, the Burning Legion will not accept us. Brothers, take care of us."

The red painted banners are red like blood, making these couriers feel sad.

Survivors Alliance is not in vain. People in safe places have to pay taxes, not to mention that they are trapped in the urban area.

They will never save them at a price.

Then something even more shocking happened.

The behavior of this courier angered the Burning Army. He was shot to death just after he hung the banner.

This is what they saw in the telescope.

The couriers were shocked, angry, afraid, and more desperate.

These days, I have become more and more difficult to bear, and I lack food, water, and everything.

Some people are still sick, but there is no medication for treatment.

They seemed to have to wait for death here.

Fortunately, a group of people came a few days ago, and they fought to the river and wiped out a large number of zombies.

There were much fewer zombies around, and couriers could occasionally walk out of the warehouse and try to collect something.

But it is also a drop in the bucket, just a matter of dying one day earlier and one day later.

Since being rejected by the Survivors League, they have become somewhat afraid of these guns.

But if they don’t ask for help, they won’t last long, and everyone knows this.

Now the Dawn Army is coming again. They don’t want food and medicine, they want gold and silver.

They didn't have gold and silver, and they didn't know whether they should seek help.

People's eyes are all on middle-aged people.

Sun Daochang, the leader of the courier.

Sun Daochang is the oldest courier, and there is nothing he doesn't know about in Qinghe.

He is more enthusiastic, and he led everyone to persevere during this period.

Whether to go to Shuguangjun for help depends on Sun Daochang's words.

Sun Daochang slowly stood up.

"Brothers, I have watched the operation of the Dawn Army these days. They seem to be really collecting gold and silver."

"Kill the zombies to death, and then put away the jewelry."

"Their team has a strong combat power, a bit like a regular army."

Someone interjected: "Brother Sun, let's ask for help or not, we all listen to you."

Sun Daochang took a deep breath: "I have to go. If I don't go, Lao Wang and Xiao Zhang will die of illness, and we can't hold on for a few days."

"Then let's go with you."

"No! I don't know if this Dawn Army wants to be so beastly among the Burning Army. You can stay here first. If anything, at most I will die, you will be safe."

"Brother Sun! No!"
To be continued...