National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

They couldn't help showing proud smiles, their hearts were filled with passionate blood, and their eyes were fixed on the king in front of them.

But at this moment, Lin Qingfeng was not moved too much, and was making some deep calculations in his mind.

As the main combat power of the Holy Emperor Legion in the air, the Flying Dragon Knight has all-round performance, and it is simply a lore card in this world where Taoist priests are invisible.

Coupled with other researches that are also advancing, within a few years, the comprehensive strength of the sacred team will be enough to push sideways.

But thinking carefully about what happened recently, Lin Qingfeng always had an ominous premonition.

"The matter of the Black Abyss in the previous life has been hidden by the Zombie Association and the Taoist League, and the disturbance in the end is far from being as big as it is now..."

Lin Qingfeng suspected that because of his actions, he had a huge impact on the Heiyuan incident that was suppressed in his previous life.

He had to prepare for the worst, changing the enemy from many teams in the entire Tianchao Continent to the black abyss that might come!

"In the final analysis, it's all about lack of strength...a lack of firepower phobia!"

With emotion in his heart, Lin Qingfeng clicked on his system panel again.

[Battle Zombie Terminator: Level 351-Level 900 ([-]*/[-]*)]

Lin Qingfeng is still a little short of the sixth level at the top of the Celestial Continent. According to the current speed, it is estimated that the calculation will not be completed in the first stage of the system.

And if Lin Qingfeng's guess is correct, Heiyuan's changes will erupt at the same time shortly after the system settles.

At that time, Lin Qingfeng had to face the huge crisis that erupted from the heaven and the other world at the same time!
"should be no problem……"

Rumble

The team is still heading towards Zombie Terminator City.

Lin Qingfeng suddenly saw from his thoughts, and the courtiers who followed him woke up one after another and looked towards the southeast.

"what happened?"

"It was a loud noise, could it be an earthquake?"

"..."

Staring at the southeast, Lin Qingfeng's complexion became a little ugly...

"Follow up quickly! The third team pays attention to the common people behind, help those who can't walk, and carry the children on their backs!"

The sky is gloomy, the clouds are stagnant, and the wind with a slight drop in temperature is intermittent.

The members of the regiment wore leather shirts, stood on the top of the barren hill, and shouted at the continuous team below.

The sudden earthquake triggered a mudslide that submerged most of this small town on the outskirts of Central Island.

The order from above was issued within less than an hour after the earthquake, and hundreds of troops stationed nearby rushed to rescue the buried residents.

"Ouch! My legs!"

"Wow! Whoa!"

"My son! You died so badly..."

Most of the team is sloppy, children who have lost their loved ones, young people with broken arms and legs, and some old people who are staring in a trance.

"Alas..." Even the small monitors who are Chaofan couldn't help but fall into this sad atmosphere.

If they change the environment, change the regiment, they feel that they may be in a different state of mind.

In the Tianchao Continent, since there are thousands of years of historical records, there is only the principle of nobles protecting themselves, and there is no story of rescuing civilian slaves.

Kang dang
A boulder was lifted by the squad leaders of several first-level warriors, and several buried corpses were dug out below.

"mother"

A little girl ran to a corpse in a daze, shouting, pushing the cold white corpse with both hands.

She didn't seem to understand what happened, she just thought that her parents were just asleep and kept calling.

"Tsk..." The extraordinary team members who were watching from the side, and the squad leaders who were in charge of dozens of people, turned their heads and stopped looking.

At this time, the platoon leader of this team came on horseback, and he steered the horse with difficulty, marching on the rocky and muddy ground.

When he got close, looking at the girl, his eyes were also touched.

"The platoon leader!"

"Well, the local mayor's recorder found it. This is the last house. Prepare to evacuate!"

The recording officer is the smallest civil servant in the sacred team management system, responsible for recording and handling trivial matters in small villages.

It still looks humble, but when the village head is absent or something happens, the recording officer can clearly guide Murakami's affairs.

For example, where is the house and how many people live in the house... These are very helpful for their search and rescue.

The mayor of this village was confirmed dead not long ago, but fortunately the record officer is still alive.

The platoon leader turned his head to look at the girl again, and sighed: "Find her parents a good place to bury them, and then take them with you!"

"Yes...uh, platoon leader, how will the child be arranged in the future?"

A squad leader looked at the girl and couldn't bear it, so he asked him under pressure.

"How to arrange it? I don't know either. In short, take them out of here first. The higher-ups have their own decisions."

The platoon leader shook his head helplessly.

When the earthquake happened, they also felt a strong shock, and it didn't take long for the envoys to come with orders to search and rescue.

Everything happened so suddenly...

The earthquake occurred at [-]:[-] pm, the search and rescue work started at [-]:[-] pm and ended at [-]:[-] pm.

The affected areas were mainly located in several small villages on the outskirts of Central Island.

The team was established less than two years ago, with clear politics, abundant military equipment, and even more vitality in the army.

After excluding nearly a thousand regiment members and hundreds of extraordinary regiment members, a large number of people quickly escaped from danger and received medical treatment.

It was getting late, and the rescued people could not travel long distances, so they had to be arranged around the spacious post stations around Zhonghuan Island.

The army was stationed at the side, and the material resources brought in from the nearest outer ring road warehouse continued to flow, turning into a forest of tents, and the pots and pans were hot.

In the military tent, the three company commanders were discussing the situation with the battalion commander.

At this time, a signal soldier ran outside: "Company commanders, battalion commanders! News about Staff Officer He, news about the transfer of the military headquarters to the regiment headquarters."

"Read!"

"Decree to transfer to the commander of the military department!"

Just as he was talking, the four people in the military tent heard the "order to transfer to the head of the regiment", and immediately stood up, waiting solemnly.

Then I heard the messenger soldier continue to read: "Today's disaster victims, all ministries should work together to save my compatriots... Order the regiment headquarters of the Hechuan Army to comfort the victims, and move the people to the western Fuxing City the next day."

"The minister waits for the order!"

This order was not sent directly to them, but was relayed by three high-level officials, so the battalion commander and the three company commanders present only had to bow down to receive the order.

The specific operation until tomorrow morning will have to be arranged by the head of the Hechuan Army where they are.

"Phew... that's fine." When the messenger left, the battalion commander breathed a sigh of relief.

There were three hundred members in their battalion, and the rescued victims were only about three or four hundred. It seemed that it was not difficult for one member to manage one or two people.

But you must understand that among the three or four hundred disaster victims, there are also old people, children and disabled people.

It would be fine if it followed the previous model, anyway, it would no longer be the life and death of this group of "inferior people", just out of sight and out of mind.