Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

The command has been issued.

The assault team fired their first shots.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

The crisp bursts of fire were like the scythe of death, precisely reaping the few zombies that staggered closer on the bridge.

Kill a regular zombie, and you'll earn +1 Order Point.

Kill a regular zombie, and you'll earn +1 Order Point.

Liu Qiang walked to the truck carrying the survivors and opened the truck door.

"Get down, all of you!" Liu Qiang's voice was loud and authoritative.

The people inside huddled together like frightened quails.

A man said, trembling, "Sir...we...we don't know how to fight..."

"I didn't send you to fight!" Liu Qiang glared and roared, "Get down here now and clear the road! Staying here will only lead to your deaths!"

Only after his reprimand did people reluctantly get off the bus.

Liu Qiang didn't waste any words; he pointed to a car that was blocking the middle of the road.

"You twenty men, go over there! Push that car to the side of the bridge!"

"And you guys, go find all the usable steel pipes and iron bars to use as crowbars!"

"Quickly! Everyone get moving! Anyone who slacks off can forget about dinner!"

The survivors looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and resistance.

Many people, watching the chaotic bridge and the howling zombies in the distance, felt their legs trembling.

Just then.

A man spat, picked up a steel pipe, and roared.

"What are you all standing there for! Didn't you hear Captain Liu's order?"

"If you want to live, follow me!"

After saying that, he led the charge towards the car.

Not far away, Dr. Zhang, nurses Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhao, and others saw this and silently put a checkmark in their notebooks.

In addition to providing timely treatment to the wounded, the group of them, as instructed by Tang Long, was tasked with assessing the survivors' scores.

Those who perform exceptionally well will be rewarded and given special attention.

Those who perform poorly should be let go; everything is for the sake of enabling more people to live better lives.

With someone taking the lead, the others seemed to have found their backbone as well.

More and more people mustered up their courage and joined the clearing team.

"One! Two! Push!"

A dozen or so men shouted slogans and used all their strength to push the car.

The wheels made a screeching sound as they moved slowly.

Liu Qiang shouted instructions from the side: "Straighten your backs! Use your legs to power your movements! Have you guys not eaten?!"

"Hey you guys over there! Pry up the front wheels of that SUV!"

In the crowd, Ma Wentao stared at a half-melted, rotting corpse inside the car door, his stomach churning.

"Ugh..." He couldn't help but gag.

"What are you looking at? If you can't move it, carry it on your shoulders!" Liu Qiang walked over carrying a crowbar and kicked Ma Wentao in the butt: "If you can't clear the way in half an hour, you can stay on the bridge and feed the fish."

"I...I'll move it." Ma Wentao shivered, his "department manager" demeanor completely gone, and he scrambled to get back to work.

Tang Long watched all of this coldly from the top of the armored vehicle.

He neither urged nor encouraged us.

The apocalypse is not like before; everyone must understand one thing: in this team, there is no such thing as getting something for nothing.

"Wang Hu, the pressure on the left wing is increasing." Tang Long picked up the walkie-talkie, his tone calm.

"receive!"

On the bridgehead, Wang Hu and his men were crouching on top of an overturned bus, their Type 95 rifles spitting fire.

Ta-da, ta-da-da.

The rhythmic bursts of fire precisely ripped open the skulls of the zombies one by one.

Just then.

"There's movement under the bridge." Su Yan's voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkie, trembling slightly. "Tang Long, I can feel it, there's a lot... a lot of malice creeping up!"

Tang Long's eyes narrowed, and he immediately jumped off the roof of the car and rushed towards the edge of the bridge.

Dozens of dark figures have somehow crawled onto the steel cables and piers of the cross-river bridge. Their limbs are thin and deformed, and their fingernails dig into the concrete, making a scraping sound that makes your teeth ache.

"Everyone, watch your step!" Tang Long shouted sternly.

Before the words were finished, two of the zombies clinging to the steel cable suddenly looked up.

They were different from other zombies; their throats were enormous, like a fleshy tumor.

With a deep breath, the tumor bulged violently, like a toad inhaling, making its entire cheek bulge.

「——唷!!!」

A piercingly sharp screech erupted!

In the distance on the bridge, many zombies that were originally wandering around slowly suddenly became ferocious and surged towards the convoy like a tide.

Even more deadly, three dark figures suddenly leaped up from the outside of the bridge! They were incredibly fast, heading straight for the civilian survivors who were clearing obstacles.

"what!"

A scream.

Before one of the survivors could react, he was tackled to the ground, and sharp fangs instantly tore open his throat, splattering blood all over Ma Wentao's face.

Ma Wentao was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch instantly becoming wet.

"Help! Help me!"

The situation is completely out of control!

The survivors scattered and fled, blocking the passage that had just been cleared again.

"Assault team, protect the civilians!" Wang Hu shouted urgently, but the horde of zombies, driven by their screams, pressed forward frantically, and the firepower suddenly became strained.

However, the number of zombies was too large, surging in from all directions, and the pressure on the defense line increased sharply.

bang bang bang! ! !

"Old Luo!" Tang Long fired several shots, temporarily repelling the attacking zombies, and then shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"receive."

Hundreds of meters away, atop an abandoned clock tower.

Luo Yongchao lay prone on the cement ground, the crosshairs of his 88 sniper rifle already locked onto the head of a screamer.

"Distance 483 meters, wind speed level 3, offset correction..." Luo Yongchao muttered to himself, his fingers slowly tapping.

"Bang!"

One of them, a bizarre zombie with fleshy growths, had its head explode.

The piercing chirping stopped abruptly.

Without pausing for a moment, Luo Yongchao pulled back the bolt, made a slight adjustment to the muzzle, and locked on again!

"Bang!"

The second special zombie was eliminated in the same way.

The world fell silent instantly.

Without a leader, the horde of zombies slowed down noticeably.

"Well done!" Wang Hu shouted as the pressure eased.

"Grenades! Push them down!"

"Yes, sir!" the officers shouted in unison.

He picked up the grenade from his waist and threw it forward.

bang bang bang~

Like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, the zombie horde's attack was instantly repelled.

"Keep going! Molotov cocktails."

"Yes, sir!" A dozen or so reserve police officers began to take their positions.

As reservists, they weren't equipped with bulletproof vests, riot helmets, Type 95 rifles, and hand grenades like regular police officers...

Each person only had a Type 95 pistol, and could only hide in the back and fire in short bursts.

But that doesn't mean these people are useless.

The Molotov cocktails, originally created to combat cocoons and butchers, have been in continuous production.

This thing is incredibly effective against zombies, and the best part is that it doesn't require any Order Points.

As more and more survivors are recruited, the base has already stockpiled a considerable number.

A dozen or so Molotov cocktails streaked across the sky and landed on the ground.

boom!

The blazing flames shot into the sky, forming a barrier.

One side of the flames was a horde of zombies, and the other side was the group of people in the base.

Police officers including Wang Hu seized the opportunity to quickly switch their Type 95 rifles to single-shot mode and begin firing at long range.

[Police Officer Wang Hu, killed a regular zombie, Order Points +1]

[Police Officer Zhao Fan, Ordinary Zombie, Order Points +1]

[Police officer...]

Hearing the dense notification sounds in his mind, Tang Long breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He picked up the megaphone, and his voice echoed throughout the entire bridgehead.

"Now, all of you get back to your posts!"

"Continue clearing obstacles!"