Don't be too handsome!

The little girl really wanted to scream. He had built the safe area of the capital and the major safe areas outside in one month. Up to now, he has gathered a lot of high-strength powers. I heard that the one around him has become a level 5 power.

That's level five!

The key... He came back here in the last two days. Previously, he had been indirectly commanding here through the wireless wave link satellite station. Naturally, the same is true in other areas.

What a huge amount of work is this?

Take a small base as an example. At the beginning of its establishment, it is necessary to gather manpower first, and then set up effective security and defense methods in the fastest way. Otherwise, before the base is built, it will be attacked by the increasingly powerful zombies.

These have always been huge projects and personal cohesion.

Secondly, what kind of way should those who come to the base to take refuge in enter the base? In order to avoid zombie virus carriers, they must be checked and eliminated.

How to arrange food, clothing, housing and transportation after the refugees go in?

It's easy to say, but it's very difficult to do.

And a lot of refugees will not necessarily cooperate with you, especially those with bad ideas.

This is just the work of a small base. If it is a large base, just the management of personnel allocation, as long as there is a place where the wrong person is chosen to take charge and there are people who make a fortune, the base will change its owner immediately.

That's right. In just one month, the small forces that occupy the land as king have been springing up like bamboo shoots after rain.

It is said that many people with different intentions were executed by him. Just yesterday, it looks like one was shot.

How can such a handsome commander not be loved?

Even the construction here was built by him himself. His defense capability has reached level 10 and is still in constant transformation. They came here to do this project.

On both sides of the red carpet, in addition to holding the latest machine guns, a team of soldiers stood five meters away.

The surrounding buildings are full of soldiers in black uniforms.

Each of them is straight, squint, motionless, like a statue.

At this time, a car slowly came from the front of the red carpet. After stopping, the driver went out.

Han Xin, who was wearing a military uniform, moved forward quickly. He opened the door with his white glove hand. He moved accurately. He bowed slightly to the handsome man who was born in general, and attentively put his hand under the eaves of the car.

Until the man got into the car, he closed the door gently. He sat up under the door opened by another young man in military uniform and started the car.

The door outside opened slowly because I saw the car coming, but I didn't want to see two military vehicles waiting before the car went out. As the black car went out slowly, there were two more military vehicles behind, each armed.

Wen Ruyu narrowed her gentle but deep eyes, took off the military cap on her head, exposed her bangs and small black broken hair, covered her bright and clean forehead. Her slender right leg was stacked on her left leg, and pulled the collar of the military suit close to her neck, slightly exposing her white clavicle. She leaned back and breathed a foul breath from her long and white neck.