At this moment, in the camp, a chubby old man stood up from his seat and walked to Nian Kuang's side.
The chubby old man extended his hands and hugged Nian Kuang, "Old age, you're here
Lao Sun, you've all e, can I not e? "Nian Kuang said.
The two of them looked at each other with a smile and joined hands to reach the tactical table, discussing the issue of bat.
The other generals also followed in, but everyone felt a little strange about Wang Qiang who came with Nian Kuang.
This chubby old man is Sun Zaichen. Didn't Guan Xiaoyun say that Nian Kuang and Sun Zaichen have a grudge? How does it look like it's good enough to wear a pair of pants? Wang Qiang was puzzled and just followed him to the tactical table, silent.
The camp was bustling with activity, but there was very little noise ing out.
A row of mand aides sitting in front of the intelligent brain responsible for coordinating and manding are using the intelligent brain to contact the frontline troops and distribute the analyzed bat situation.
There is a huge tactical table in the center of the camp, on which is a city map of Watergate City, surrounded by officers and generals.
Lao Sun, I didn't expect you to set the mand center on the rooftop. It's really surprising, "Nian Kuang said with a smile as he looked at the city map on the tactical mand table.
Sun Zaichen also smiled, but he did indeed smile bitterly.
I regret moving the headquarters to the rooftop after a lifetime of fighting in my old age, "Sun Zaichen said bitterly.
Why? Seeing from a high perspective here can lead the overall situation, while avoiding the front of the zombie wave, it can be said that there are many moves in one go. How can one regret it? "Nian Kuang was stunned upon hearing this.
Before Sun Zaichen could answer, suddenly there was a fierce exchange of gunfire outside the camp, mixed with the unique roar of zombies and the screams of soldiers.
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