Countdown to return 160:00:00.

It has only been eight hours since this time travel.

Qingchen felt that time traveling was so difficult for the first time.

"Go forward!" Qingchen said coldly.

More than 600 refugees followed him quickly across the road and came to the door of the target bank that Qingchen had set in the morning. The door was open and there were seven pale corpses inside.

"Mengqian, once a mouse is on your radar, you will tell me," Qingchen said.

He and Zhang Mengqian stood at the door, using their sixth sense to confirm whether they were being stared at by mice.

"Speed, speed, run, don't talk!" Qingchen kept arranging refugees to enter the bank gate, and only after he was safe and sound, he flashed into it with Zhang Mengqian.

In such an environment, Qingchen can finally relax for a moment.

The high-intensity nerve operation for eight hours made Qingchen feel tired at this time: "Liu Chong, we will rest here for four hours, and after the rat tide moves, we will directly break through to the next three zones."

Liu Chong asked, "Boss, haven't the lower three districts fallen?"

Qingchen thought for two seconds: "It will not fall, there are people who can be trusted there to guard it."

Will the parents let him down?

Qingchen turned around and said to everyone: "During the rest period, everyone is not allowed to make noises, nor are they allowed to approach the gate. When it is time to leave, I will notify you. No one can touch the food storage room without my permission."

Refugees sat on the cold ground of the bank, and several adult men took advantage of their strength to snatch the only benches in the bank and lay on them, completely ignoring the elderly and children.

Qingchen just took a look and didn't care.

At this time, there was a voice of struggle in the bank president's office, as if a woman was covered with her mouth and was trying to call for help.

Someone lowered his voice and said, "You have also seen me helping everyone withstand the rat tide. If you encounter danger on the road, I can save you. The world is already in chaos, and you have to rely on men."

Although the sound was small, it could not escape the ears of Zhang Mengqian and Qingchen who were blessed by the dragon fish.

Qingchen said without even opening his eyes: "Xiao Mengqian, go and break the man's arm in the room and block his mouth... Remember to gag first."

The boss didn't let him take action, but instead asked the 14-year-old boy to deal with it.

And the little boy was used to it and didn't seem to think that there was anything.

Zhang Mengqian nodded, and he picked up the fire extinguisher on the ground and walked into the room.

Soon, a dull wail came from the room and then it stopped abruptly.

Female star Wang Wenwen gathered her torn clothes, limped out of the office, covered her mouth and cried aside.

Her high heels had long been thrown away, and she changed into a pair of dead sneakers on the road, which didn't fit well.

When Zhou Yueyi saw this scene, she actually walked towards Qingchen directly, but was blocked by Liu Chong in advance. Liu Chong turned around and looked at Qingchen: "Boss?"

Liu Chong is a sensible person. He can let Zhou Yui leave, but he is worried that the boss has other ideas...

Zhou Yueyi asked Qingchen through Liu Chong: "Can you protect me? I can..."

Qingchen closed his eyes and said calmly: "Leave."

He didn't even finish listening to what the other party said, nor did he explain or comfort him.

Zhou Yueyi pursed her lips, and she looked at the previous bodyguard Liu Chong, but saw that the other party was no longer as humble as before, and was staring at her with a serious face: "Please leave."

At this time, Zhang Mengqian walked back with a fire extinguisher. He glanced at Zhou Yueyi and said, "Don't do extra things, the boss will naturally save you."

As night fell, Qingchen originally planned to go out to explore the road first, but at this time he suddenly heard a tide of rats marching in the distance.

He suddenly raised his arm, and everyone in the bank hall subconsciously held their breath.

Qingchen slowly stood up and stood in front of the bank door, looking out through the blinds.

I saw a dense wave of rats heading straight to the lower three zones.

Qingchen was stunned for a moment.

These rat tides are going to attack the lower three zones!

If the mistress and the others follow their plans, then the lower third district will definitely be the hardest bone in the entire city at this time.

And the Rat King now commands a part of the rat tide to free up his hands to attack the lower three zones!

At this time, Qingchen actually saw that City No. 10 had clearly entered early spring, but snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the temperature was much lower than during the day.

The late spring cold is coming.

Qingchen recalled the meteorological data he had read. The probability of late spring cold in the federal government over the years was 57%, and the temperature at night would drop below 3 degrees. At that time, it would be very difficult for parents to resist the rat tide.

Spring snow will immediately turn into mud and water on the ground.

When it falls on people, it will wet the clothes.

I wonder if the parent meeting is ready?

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Countdown to return 144:00:00.

midnight.

Behind the ninth zone defense line, a family member was sitting down against a sandbag, biting an protein stick like a candle in his mouth. He looked up at the heavy snow in the sky and whispered: "Unfortunate."

He said to the mistress sitting on the ground next to him: "Brother San, go and find some cold-proof clothes for the family. If you don't wear some clothes, you won't be able to stand it at night. In addition, let the refugees take some to the wilderness, otherwise the person who passes through the Key Gate in front will freeze to death outside!"

The temperature in the morning was still 24 degrees, and now the temperature suddenly dropped to below zero. Many refugees were wearing single clothes. If they had no clothes, they would probably freeze to death in the wilderness.

However, at this moment, the mistress suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the dark street behind him.

He quickly stood up, squinted his eyes and tried to look into the darkness, and picked up the intercom and asked, "Be careful of all the high-rise guard posts and tell me the situation on the street!"

A voice came from the walkie-talkie: "No abnormality!"

Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "No, the enemy attacks, everyone returns to their combat posts and is ready to fight to the death!"

The next moment, someone suddenly shouted on the walkie-talkie: "Rat tide! Miss, the rat tide is coming! They have been using the vision of the building to block the marching and avoiding the view of the post!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Another post was also on the walkie-talkie and said: "There are also a tide of rats here, and they are attacking in full swing!"

You should know that this is a street fighting. Parents' meetings can indeed set up posts on high-rise buildings, but the view of the posts will be blocked by countless buildings.

And those rats were so smart that they learned how to avoid the sentry's vision.

They no longer swarmed on the street like a tide, but instead marched quickly against the shadows between buildings, trying to capture the third zone and catch one of them off guard!

Therefore, it was not until the rat tide was very close that the posts found their traces!

The little three had a numb scalp: "Is this a fucking rat? This is a special forces! Hurry up! No one is allowed to retreat when defending the defense line. Let them break through the defense line, and all the refugees behind will die!"

The tide of rats has emerged in the darkness, only four hundred meters away from them, and will arrive in a flash.

When the thin mouse was marching, it felt like there were thousands of horses galloping on the ground.

However, at this moment, the mistress suddenly saw many of her family members trembling.

These families, a few months ago, might have been small vendors or factory workers, and they have never even killed chickens in their lives.

I have never faced disasters.

The mistress took a deep breath, picked up the intercom and roared fiercely: "Let's fire!"

The fire line in the lower three zones was long, and the huge sound of guns was deafening.

The firepower suppressed the Rat Tide and blocked the Rat Tide 150 meters away from the defense line, but the Rat Tide was not afraid of the dense gunfire.

The front squirrel group died, and the back row would soon follow.

At one moment, the mistress felt that this group of rat tide was a little strange. Their actions were not as fast as they saw last night, as if they had not evolved completely...

Wait, when he got closer, he realized that the difference was different. The mice that moved faster were dark black, while those in front of him were gray.

"I understand that this mouse wave is actually deliberately consuming our firepower with incomplete evolutionary mice," said the mistress bitterly.

But even if he knew the intention of Rat Tide, could he not shoot?

Must fight to the end!

Slowly, the rat tide began to approach the defense line, and they used their lives to pave a path!

The parent-teacher meeting had only a few thousand guns, and the family had more than 12,000. In addition, the members of the club had a total of 50,000, and only one-tenth of them owned the guns.

Too difficult.

The mistress saw the rat tide continue to approach, and then roared again: "Those who have guns save use, and those who don't have guns are ready to take over!"

The next moment, tens of thousands of members of the community rushed out with kitchen knives led by their families. Some people in the crowd could not find the kitchen knives, and they actually rushed to the front line with a stool.

Before the rat tide came to the defense line, they saw them jumping easily and jumping onto the defense line. The mistress put down the gun and pulled out two kitchen knives from her waist, and the rats rushed out of the sandbag of the defense line to slash wildly.

The family members were so crazy that they stood in front of the defense line, slashing the mice.

The more fearful I feel in my heart, the harder I slash.

However, fear gradually turned into anger, and his arms gradually stopped trembling.
To be continued...