"Have you still not made a decision?" Chu Han gently reminded Shangguan Rong, then began issuing cold, merciless orders to the combat personnel ahead. "Second squadron, fall back. Third squadron, take over. Fourth squadron, prepare!"
Crash!
The troops at the front immediately began a new rotation amid murmurs, while another batch of wounded returned from the front lines.
The emotion in Shangguan Rong's eyes gradually turned cold. He shifted his gaze away from the ordinary people covered in scratch marks, took a deep breath, and calmly ordered his adjutant, "Isolate the injured ordinary people. If anyone begins to turn, kill them immediately!"
The adjutant was startled, but immediately suppressed his emotions. "Yes!"
The battle ahead had grown increasingly fierce. Though they could not see the exact situation within the passage due to the angle, the earth-shaking sounds alone conveyed the terror of the fight. The sounds of slaughter and zombie roars came without end. A prolonged battle was already inevitable; it would come down to whoever could hold out until the end.
As the battle continued through round after round, the three hundred squadrons had already rotated once. The number of combat troops at Nandu Base plummeted, corpses of the dead filled the platforms inside the base, and the snipers atop the walls had emptied countless crates of ammunition.
As evening drew near, the zombies' combat strength began to undergo a subtle change.
"Commander! Among the zombies entering the passage in this wave, the number of Tier 2 zombies has doubled compared to the previous wave!" The reporting officer's eyes were filled with deep gloom, terror, and despair over this battle and the future.
They had already fought for an entire day, yet the zombies seemed impossible to kill off. They kept appearing without end, cramming into the passage at