As night gradually faded, a circle of fire appeared outside Hongqiao Airport.

The inner ring of the fire ring is patrolling many soldiers wearing night vision devices.

The social structure collapsed overnight. Except for organizations such as the army and the government with strong control capabilities, almost all civil organizations collapsed instantly.

The army that took on more responsibilities became the only hope here. They abandoned the grief of killing their comrades and devoted all their experiences to the rescue work of the city.

Compared to ordinary people, at noon, soldiers with weapons and certain strength are undoubtedly the most likely to survive.

After more than two days of adjustment, the army has basically restored order, and when communications are interrupted, most senior leaders have chosen to carry out urban rescue.

As the first-tier city in China, a world-class city with a population of tens of millions, the rescue here is also one of the earliest cities in China.

Not only is the airport with relatively complete infrastructure and space, it can accommodate up to 1 million people, which is still more than enough. And nearby is the Magic City Zoo, and it is very difficult to find natural conditions as rich as those in the Magic City Zoo in the center of the city.

Not only can we reclaim land and plant crops, but there are also a large number of animals that can be used as meat supplements. The surrounding areas are also home to many residential areas and campuses.

There is also Hongqiao Railway Station next to the airport. Relying on the location advantages of railways and airports, even though the technology products have temporarily lost their effectiveness, they have found a way to restart the technology products.

Moreover, they cannot give up the survivors living in the Magic City and the cutting-edge laboratories in the Magic City. After preliminary confirmation, the equipment cannot be started because the spores produced by the electrical appliances exposed in the air and contacting unknown substances cut off the power, which will lead to inability to use.

Some equipment with good sealing properties can be fully used after treatment.

At least, after the engineers' handling, the transport plane successfully delivered several batches of soldiers and equipment to the airport.

After a day and night of battle, after consuming a lot of ammunition, some of the zombies in the hall were finally cleaned up and occupied a space where they could rest.

In the airport hall where this matter was happening, about 200 soldiers sat beside boxes of ammunition and chatted quietly. From time to time, there were sporadic muffled sounds coming from outside, which were the sound of rifles equipped with mufflers.

"Is this virus... artificial or aliens?"

In the dim light of the oil lamp, some people on the scene were reflected. A soldier with a slightly tender face looked at the oil lamp with a slightly empty look, as if he was asking, and seemed to be talking to himself.

This problem is like a backlog of every soldier with the most heartache, making them breathless.

The soldiers sitting next to the oil lamp were silent and could not give an explanation.

Some were in a daze, some were crying silently, and some were taking out smoke from their pockets and sucking in small mouthfuls.

The atmosphere of this matter was extremely depressed. They were unable to fully adjust from the sudden change and were airborne to Hongqiao Airport for cleaning missions.

For them who were cultivated in the peace era, countless simulated wars of all sizes every year cannot allow them to hone their true murderous aura and fearlessness. When they send bullets into the heads of zombies that are almost exactly the same as them, their hearts will inevitably stir up a ball...

During the battle, such emotions can be suppressed by the vibrating rifle in their hands, but when they are in the strange and quiet environment of the present, they can't help but think about it again.

"Awei!" A voice was not loud, but a stern shout sounded, pulling the gaze of the soldier who asked the question.

"Squad Leader..." Awei responded in a low voice, his empty eyes filled with confusion and hope. He hoped that he could face the facts and that the squad Leader could convince him.

The squad leader of this team is not much older than Awei, and he joined the army two years earlier than Awei. In private, they all get along with each other as brothers.

At the time of the outbreak of the virus, they were doing daily training. In one class, only Awei and him and three others survived.

The other five people either turned into zombies or were accidentally knocked down by their former comrades and were infected and turned into zombies.

The squad leader Chen Guan stared at Awei's eyes and said word by word: "I lost your boring thoughts!"

Awei's eyes did not fade much, but he just nodded habitually: "Yes, the squad leader..."

Chen Guan's eyes shone with flashes under the light of the oil lamp. He could only barely see his expression in the darkness, which was a resolute and unyielding expression.

"We are the defenders of the motherland. Have you forgotten your oath when you joined the army? Throw away those useless thoughts for me, obey orders, and protect the people! There are many survivors in this city. If you even give up, can our country survive this difficulty?" Chen Guan is a staunch patriot. When he read history, he admired the heroes who defended the country.

After growing up a little, he lost his academic qualifications due to some accidents. After working for two years, he joined the army twice and successfully joined the army for the third time. He became the squad leader not long after he entered the army. He had the opportunity to go to study in the non-commissioned officers, but the sudden end of the world made everything mess.

Although he was also sad for this absurd world and his deceased relatives and comrades, he also became more aware of the responsibilities he carried on his shoulders.

They are the first line of defense to guard this country. If even they lose their fighting spirit, wouldn’t the great China that has been passed down for more than two thousand years be destroyed?

The country was once glorious, once in the past, and finally rose.

Now it is just another chaotic world, and they will surely survive the difficulties and rise again!

This is beyond doubt!

"Squad Leader Chen said it well! Whether it is natural disasters or man-made disasters, we have that responsibility on our shoulders! Protect the people and the country! If we fall, the people who face those zombies will be ordinary people, women, elderly people, and children! If they are men, take responsibility for me!" Suddenly, a standing figure walked to the side of their class, echoing Chen Guan's bold words.

The few people looked at it, got up immediately, and whispered: "Company Commander!"

The middle-aged company commander pressed his hand and said, "Remember your mission. Even if there is the Hell ahead of you, you cannot take a step back! Go, it's time for you to work on duty."

The originally slightly low-spirited atmosphere of the crowd also calmed down a little. After speaking, they felt much better.

Chen Guan's team replaced the team on duty outside and temporarily suppressed the mixed thoughts in his heart.
Chapter completed!