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

Da da da da!

Scorching flames spewed from all sides of the wall, weaving a dense web of death.

"Fire! Don't hold back on ammunition! Shoot them dead!" Liu Qiang's rough roar echoed through the alleyway.

Nearby, police officers operated the newly brought-up Type 89 heavy machine guns, cutting the approaching horde of corpses in half.

The grenade launchers that had just been moved from the underground equipment depot were also set up by the police officers.

Luo Yongchao, a retired artilleryman, became a temporary instructor.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, using the simplest and most straightforward language to address the makeshift grenade launcher team around him.

"See that crank? Turn it! Aim it at that dark bunch over there! Yes! Pull the trigger! Don't be afraid! This thing is very simple."

After a brief explanation, everyone was forced to get started.

Fortunately, there were densely packed zombies under the city walls, so there was no need to worry about aiming.

boom! boom! boom!

Several loud bangs followed.

The grenade traced an arc as it landed in the horde of zombies, the explosive flashes and shockwaves sending swathes of zombies flying.

Zhao Fan stood on the wall, acting as the temporary commander.

"Grenade teams two and three, extend your fire to the left! Suppress that horde of zombies!"

"Heavy machine gun teams, crossfire! Don't let them cluster together!"

"Riflemen, keep an eye on the stragglers, don't let the zombies climb up."

"Drones! Get all the flying drones up and keep an eye on the rear for any new mutants!"

above the sky.

The armed helicopters hovered at low altitudes like circling falcons.

Tang Long gripped the control lever of the six-barreled machine gun, as a relentless barrage of cold bullets rained down upon him.

My ears were filled with a dense barrage of notification sounds.

[Ding! Officer Tang Zhongxi has killed 10 ordinary zombies and gained 10 Order Points]

[Ding! Auxiliary police officer Li Zhai, after successfully controlling the drone to complete the final attack, crashed, indirectly eliminating 7 zombies, and gaining contribution points...]

[Police officer Baili Yong kills...]

Order points are growing at an astonishing rate.

In just one hour, the points have soared to over 30,000!

But the consumption was equally terrifying. The ammunition belts of heavy machine guns were shortening at a visible rate, and the grenade reserves were decreasing sharply. Some police officers even started using burst fire to save ammunition.

Tang Long silently ordered in his mind, "System, exchange for five more Type 89 12.7mm heavy machine guns, and 20 boxes of 12.7mm machine gun ammunition!"

[Type 89 12.7mm Heavy Machine Gun] x5, estimated cost: 6500 Order Points.

[10 x 12.7mm machine gun ammunition boxes (500 rounds per box), estimated cost 4000 Order Points.]

[Total 10500 Order Points consumed. Remaining Points: 23876.]

"Damn! These bullets are so expensive?" Tang Long cursed under his breath, but his hands kept moving, firing bullets while pressing the intercom button.

"Zhao Fan! A new batch of heavy machine guns and ammunition has arrived at the underground equipment depot. Send men up immediately to replenish it! Hurry!"

"receive!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Fan turned and yelled behind him, "Teams Three and Four! Get to the basement immediately! Move the heavy machine guns and ammunition boxes! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

The battle had now entered a fierce, intense phase.

Gunshots, explosions, and the howls of zombies blended into a symphony of the apocalypse, so loud it hurt people's eardrums and drowned out all other noises.

Tang Long's gaze swept across the entire battlefield.

The eight-meter-high city wall became the most reliable support, firmly keeping the zombie horde outside.

On the wall, a network of fire from hundreds of police officers is relentlessly reaping lives.

However, the sheer number of zombies was simply too great. Even after being scattered and weakened, there were still endless streams of dark figures wriggling and gathering forward from behind.

"Team Leader Tang! At the eleven o'clock position, there are signs of a new gathering of zombies, and the density is abnormal!" Li Mo's voice sounded in the earpiece, calm and steady.

Tang Long immediately turned his gun around and aimed straight at...

Da da da!!

The metal storm swept through again, and zombies were smashed to pieces.

"System, redeem 10 sets of Type 03 automatic rifles and 50 boxes of Type 82-2 hand grenades."

[Type 03 Automatic Rifle (Squad Configuration, includes 4 rifles and basic ammunition) x10, Consumes 15000 Order Points]

[Exchange successful, 10000 Order Points consumed.]

The points were almost gone, but Tang Long didn't even blink: "Zhao Fan! Go to the basement again! A new batch of rifles and grenades has arrived! Distribute them to the survivors behind us."

"But Captain Tang, those people haven't been trained, and..."

"Never mind all that!" Tang Long interrupted, "Tell them, if they have the guts, go up to the city wall and get a gun."

"They envy the garrison's treatment, don't they? They want to eat meat and fish every day? Then they'd better fight to the death! After this battle, I'll personally award them medals!"

"yes!"

A batch of brand-new Type 03 rifles and boxes of hand grenades were moved onto the wall.

The news quickly reached the rear.

Someone gritted their teeth, took the weapon, and said, "Damn it! Count me in."

"Damn it, I'm going too! If we fail to hold them off, we're all going to die."

"..." In the apocalypse, there is no shortage of courage and bravery.

The 40 men were quickly assembled, and after a brief instruction from the veteran, they climbed the city wall and joined the firing ranks.

Despite the questionable accuracy, the intensity of the firepower was further enhanced.

Rat-a-tat-tat! Boom!

Gunfire rang out from daytime until nighttime.

If the barrel gets red-hot, pour water on it to cool it down, or simply replace it with a spare barrel.

When the ammunition ran out, reinforcements immediately came from the rear.

Armed police helicopters landed twice in the square.

Each time, it was to replenish the depleted machine gun shells and rockets.

Searchlights illuminated the area outside the city walls, and the fighting showed no signs of stopping.

until...

As the first hint of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon, the frenzied gunfire that had lasted for nearly twenty hours finally began to subside.

Outside the city walls, the once endless, dark horde of corpses had now become scattered and disorganized.

The surviving zombies wandered aimlessly among the corpses of their kind, or turned and roamed deeper into the city.

"Is it... over?" A middle-aged police officer, his face covered in soot and blood, his fingers twitching from pulling the trigger for so long, murmured in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice.

No one answered.

All eyes were turned to the outside of the city walls.

Centered on the base's perimeter wall, the land within a radius of several kilometers was covered by a thick layer of black corpses.

Broken limbs, thick black blood, and scorch marks left after burning create a distorted picture of hell.

In many places, the piles of corpses exceeded three meters in height, forming nauseating mounds of corpses that emitted a stench that filled the sky.

It was the end of the world, but also a victory monument forged with steel and flesh.

The survivors behind cautiously peeked out of the windows.

When they could see the scene outside and the unyielding figures on the city wall, the crowd erupted in uncontrollable cheers.

"We won! We won!"

"That's amazing! I didn't expect they actually held on."

"....."

Some people wept with joy and embraced each other.

Some people knelt on the ground, silently kowtowing towards the city wall.

Wang Hu leaned against the wall, the aftereffects of overexertion far from recovered, his face still pale.

He looked out the window at the scene, then at the excited survivors around him, and grinned silently.

Su Yan stood in the crowd and let out a soft sigh of relief. Her tense mind relaxed slightly, but then a strong feeling of dizziness came over her, and she quickly grabbed the wall for support.

Lin Xiaoruan, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and helped her up: "Dr. Su! It seems you're alright. Shall I take you downstairs to rest?"

"Okay." Su Yan nodded slightly.

buzz~

The armed helicopter slowly landed in the square in front of the main building.

The hatch opened.

Li Mo unbuckled his seatbelt, feeling as if his bones had been removed, slumped in the driver's seat, unable to even move a finger.

He turned his head, looked at Tang Long who also looked exhausted, and forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"Team Leader Tang...we...successfully."

Tang Long looked at him and smiled.

"Let's go down."

He pushed open the cabin door and jumped off the plane.

As his feet touched the ground, a strong feeling of exhaustion and soreness in his leg muscles washed over him, causing him to sway slightly.

Liu Qiang, Zhao Fan, Luo Yongchao, and others immediately came forward, their eyes filled with worry and exhaustion.

"Team Leader Tang!"

"Captain Tang, are you alright?"

"Captain Tang, we..."

Tang Long raised his hand, stopping them from saying what they were about to say.

He looked around at his brothers who had followed him through thick and thin, and slowly began to speak.

"Liu Qiang".

"Here!" Liu Qiang straightened his body.

"Immediately organize a guard team to take turns guarding the new city wall, and regularly send drones out for reconnaissance. We cannot let our guard down for a moment! We must prevent the zombie horde from recurring or anything else from sneaking over."

"yes!"

"Luo Yongchao".

"exist!"

"You are responsible for taking stock of casualties and ammunition consumption, compiling battle results, and reporting to me tomorrow."

"Mission accomplished!"

"Zhao Fan."

"arrive."

"Recalculate the number of survivors, prioritize the resettlement of families who have lost their homes, and provide emotional support to survivors."

"clear."

Tang Long paused, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.

"Wu Zheng, Zhou Jian."

"Here." "Here." The two company commanders exchanged a glance and stepped forward.

They used to envy Li Mo for being able to fight alongside Tang Long.

Unexpectedly, a task was assigned to me.

Tang Long looked at the two of them and said, "Immediately mobilize all non-combat personnel to form a cleanup team."

"One person is responsible for transporting the bodies, and the other is responsible for centralized cremation. Remember to bury the ashes deep, and keep disinfectant on hand. An outbreak of disease is absolutely not allowed!"

"Zhang Wennian".

"Yes." Dr. Zhang squeezed out from the crowd.

"Dr. Zhang, concentrate all medical resources and spare no expense to treat the wounded!"

"yes!"