The Last Chef

"Pass the order, in twenty minutes, let the artillery baptize the zombie group first." Wang Ruoxu said.

"Roger that, sir," the signalman replied.

The zombie group stopped one kilometer in front of the 03rd Division's defense formation led by Wang Ruoxu. Wang Quan wanted to wait until night to attack, as the zombies could only exert half of their combat effectiveness during the day.

Wang Ruoxu observed through the telescope but did not find Wang Quan. He felt a little disappointed. He hoped that the zombie would not be smashed to pieces by the shells. He also wanted to make a specimen and collect it. Just like people used to make specimens of lions, tigers and other animals and hang them on the wall, Wang Pangpang also wanted to make a specimen of a mutant zombie.

When the artillery began to bombard, the zombie group did not panic, but retreated a mile in an orderly manner. This situation made Wang Ruoxu frown deeply. This was not good news. It meant that there was more than one mutant zombie in the zombie group. Otherwise, how could there not be chaos with so many low-level zombies?

However, if they pursued them rashly, it would waste their hard-earned defenses. Wang Ruoxu was so conflicted. He lit a cigarette and began to think.

Not long after, Wang Ruoxu decided to report to the commander and see what his leader had to say.

"Commander Li, I'm Xiao Wang. Yes, Wang Ruoxu. I have a situation to report to you. Among the 200,000 zombies that came this time, there should be quite a few advanced mutant zombies. I just sent artillery to attack, but they actually retreated a mile. This situation is not good. I suggest that the commander apply to the headquarters to send a super special forces team to provide support." Wang Ruoxu said.

"Okay, I know the situation. You must hold your position, and I will figure out the rest." Li Fenghu said.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ruoxu was still feeling uneasy, as he always felt that something was not right. If he lost all his belongings here, then how would he be able to bully others in the apocalypse?

Thinking of this, he called the commander of the 01st Division, Li Yunfei, and said, "Old Li, my name is Pangpang. In this defensive battle, don't just watch our division's performance. As long as we provide good support, feel free to ask for anything you want." Wang Ruoxu had to promise him benefits, otherwise, if the 03rd Division was really wiped out before the 01st Division came to support him, he would have nothing.

"Wang Pangpang, you are sensible and know you are afraid. Hehe, but we are comrades in the 22nd Army after all. I will not stand by and watch you die. How about this, give me the twin sisters you found last time, and also two boxes of good wine. Remember, it must be more than 50 years old, otherwise you will be eating dirt." Li Yunfei said calmly without any hesitation, because he knew that Wang Pangpang would agree. Otherwise, without the 03rd Division, what would he, Wang Pangpang, be?

"Okay, Brother Li, if you help me this time, in addition to what you mentioned just now, I will give you ten boxes of authentic cigars. As long as our 03 Division retains its main strength, it will be fine." Wang Pangpang said with a constant laugh. Although he was smiling on his face, he had actually started cursing in his heart. He felt distressed.

However, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as the 01st Division encounters a dangerous mission next time, I will take revenge on Li Yunfei.

After the call was hung up, Wang Ruoxu felt a little relieved. But now he had to pray that Commander Li could apply for support from the Super Special Forces. I heard that everyone there was a special talent with super powers. Hey, if only his 03rd Division also had such an excellent talent. At least he didn't have to ask Li Yunfei for help.