Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

His lips were as dry as a dry riverbed, and he said to Zhao Gang with difficulty:

"Chief, don't...don't worry about me, keep fighting..."

The voice was weak but powerful, and every word seemed to be spoken with all the strength of the body.

Zhao Gang gritted his teeth, his teeth chattering, his eyes burning with love for his brothers and anger towards his enemies.

His tone was as firm as steel:

"We won't leave any of our brothers behind!"

After saying that, he carefully picked up the team member and ran towards a safe place in the rear.

His figure looked so resolute on the battlefield, stirring up a cloud of dust with every step he took.

The flying dust formed a cloud of smoke behind him, which was like a vivid portrayal of his anxious mood and a concrete presentation of his burning fighting spirit.

At this time, the battle between other personnel and the mutant creatures became more and more intense, with both sides fighting back and forth and it was difficult to determine who was the winner.

They cooperated in perfect harmony like tightly meshed gears, running seamlessly, and gradually gained the upper hand in this battle of blood and fire, tipping the battle situation in a favorable direction.

At the same time, the battlefield outside the protective shield was like a boiling oil pan, and the fighting was extremely fierce.

Potato's body was as fast as lightning, moving freely among the wild boars. Each of his attacks was as sharp as the scythe wielded by the god of death, exuding a terrifying breath of death.

Although his body looks huge and bulky, he actually has amazing flexibility.

Faced with the wild boar's crazy charge, he could always easily dodge sideways like a nimble ghost. His movements were smooth and natural, without any delay.

Then, his claws were like carefully crafted, precise hidden weapons infused with spiritual energy. Every time he swung them, he could accurately hit the wild boar's vital points, without any deviation, and directly hit the vital point.

Under Potato's fierce attack, the ferocious wild boars were like fragile targets. They had no power to fight back and fell down one after another.

The group of mutant wild boars, which were originally as dense as dark clouds covering the sun and extremely cunning, are now either dead or escaped under the crushing power of Potato. Only the last three or five are still struggling to survive.

As for Potato, he was still unharmed and looked calm and composed.

It was as if this fierce and cruel battle was just a relaxing game to him.

For him, the end of this battle seemed to be just a matter of thought. He was like a peerless master who controlled the chess game of life and death, dominating the fate of the battlefield.

Those mutant wild boars were nothing more than chess pieces on his chessboard, at his mercy.

On the other side, the battle between Gyro and the mutant bear is coming to an end.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense, like a taut string ready to explode at any moment.

At this moment, Gyro's eyes were as sharp as lightning, just like an eagle's eyes soaring in the sky. In this fierce battlefield, any tiny flaw would not escape her eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the mutant bear, like a cheetah staring at its prey, not missing any movement.

In that split second, she accurately captured the mutant bear's fleeting flaw.

In an instant, a gleam of excitement flashed in her eyes, that light was as bright as a meteor across the night sky, instantly igniting the fiery fighting spirit in her heart.

Then, she flashed out like lightning, as fast as a bolt of lightning that cuts through the night sky, leaving only a blurry afterimage in the air.

The speed was so fast that it was astonishing, as if she had transcended the limitations of time and space.

The mutant bear seemed to have also sensed the deadly danger.

Its huge body, like a mountain, shook violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

The surrounding air seemed to be stirred into chaos by this force, forming air vortices that were visible to the naked eye.

It waved its huge paws wildly, which brought up a whistling wind.

The strong wind was like the roar of a devil, baring its fangs and claws, trying to drag everything around it into endless chaos.

Wherever he went, sand and rocks flew everywhere.

However, the top was as agile as a fish swimming freely in the water, and it passed deftly under the bear's paw.

Her amazingly agile figure was like an unsolvable puzzle, leaving the enemy unable to figure her out and they could only watch her break through their defenses.

At this moment, her eyes were focused and fierce, like a female leopard staring at its prey, and her eyes revealed her determination to win.

Immediately, she used all her strength to hit the bear's abdomen.

The collision was like a cannonball hitting the target.

There was only a loud dull bang, and the sound was like a death knell, echoing throughout the battlefield for a long time.

The mutant bear was hit hard and bent over in pain, with blood spurting out of its mouth.

The blood spilled like a fountain, quickly gathering into a pool on the ground.

The gyroscope will not miss this great opportunity.

Without any hesitation, she attacked again.

She used several tentacles at the same time, and each attack was powerful like an overwhelming force, pouring down on the bear like a rainstorm.

Her attacks were swift and fierce, each one accurately hitting the bear's vital parts, leaving it no chance to breathe.

Under the violent attack of the gyroscope, the bear gradually lost the ability to resist, and its huge body was crumbling like a building that was about to collapse.

It let out a painful growl, the sound of which was filled with despair and unwillingness, as if it was issuing a final protest against fate.

But the gyroscope knew very well that these enemies were extremely cunning. Even though it seemed that it had no power to fight back, it did not dare to relax at all and continued to attack.

Her eyes revealed a coldness and determination, and her hands did not slow down at all. Every attack was carried out with the determination to kill.

She stopped attacking only when she was sure the bear had completely lost its life. She breathed heavily, her eyes full of victory.

The aerial battle on Li Luo's side was equally spectacular, like a thrilling painting unfolding above the clouds, with every stroke full of power and passion.

In mid-air, Li Luo's figure was as agile as a bird, and he was moving flexibly like a ghost among a group of flying mutant creatures.

Her strength is unfathomable, like a mysterious abyss, and no one knows where her limits are.

Facing numerous and extremely cunning enemies, she seemed to be at ease, as if everything was under her control.

In fact, Li Luo had already realized that the protective shield she had left for everyone in the Hope Base had been broken, but she did not show any panic.

Her eyes were calm and deep. After scanning the battlefield, she found that the people in Hope Base were not thrown into disarray.

They cooperated with each other, resisted tenaciously and demonstrated their indomitable spirit.