214: Chapter 214 The Million-Strong Horde of Corpses Was Not a Siege, It Was Lin Yuan's Army

Inside the command tower.

Director Xu Changfeng held his binoculars, his fingers resting on the lens barrel.

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng stood behind him, subconsciously rubbing his face.

The swelling there had long since faded.

But the memory of that slap was still fresh.

"Boss Lin..."

He uttered the two words, his throat feeling dry.

Director Xu Changfeng didn't correct him.

The answer to the play in Zhe City was now laid out before them.

Zombie King.

Contract.

Chen Mo.

From beginning to end, they had all been played by Lin Yuan.

What was even more terrifying was that the Capital still owed him a "life-saving favor."

Director Xu Changfeng lowered his binoculars.

"Let's go."

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng glanced at him and touched the pistol at his waist.

"Director Xu..."

"Don't put on airs."

Director Xu Changfeng picked up his military cap.

"Unless you want to kneel again."

Five minutes later.

Director Xu Changfeng led his men out of the defense line.

Airport Commander Zhao Dingshan walked beside him, his face devoid of any sign of welcome.

He was the commander-in-chief of the Shanghai Hongqiao Command Center defense line.

A military academy graduate.

He had fought in border conflicts.

He had defended Hongqiao Airport for three months after the apocalypse.

He wasn't afraid of the Zombie Horde.

But he hated forces that he couldn't command.

Lin Yuan scanned the airport's outer wall, ammunition trucks, evacuation routes, and then glanced at the several breaches on the west side that had been blown open.

"Did the Capital make things clear?"

Director Xu Changfeng was silent for two seconds.

He raised his hand in a salute.

"The Shanghai theater of operations is now under the temporary unified command of Mr. Lin."

The expressions of the surrounding officers changed.

Looking at Zhao Dingshan's unchanged expression, it was clear he knew about this order.

But he had never mentioned it to them.

Lin Yuan didn't return the salute.

He looked toward the defense line.

"What's the situation now?"

Zhao Dingshan stepped forward.

"Mr. Lin, before we discuss command, I have one request."

Lin Yuan looked at him.

Zhao Dingshan said in a deep voice, "The Zombie Horde is right against the airport; the risk is too great."

"Since you can command the Zombie Horde, please have them pull back ten kilometers immediately."

"I will allow your remaining people to enter the airport and be organized into the units."

Several garrison officers immediately chimed in.

"If the zombie swarm gets out of control, the airport is finished."

"This isn't a small-scale defensive battle; it's a frontline battlefield."

"Modern warfare relies on systems, not individual bravery."

Some didn't say it explicitly.

But the meaning was clear.

They looked down on Lin Yuan.

A local fortress leader who made a name for himself through Superpowers and the Zombie Horde.

But Shanghai was not Jiangcheng.

Here, there were airports, air defenses, artillery, and remnants of armored groups.

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng also spoke up.

Director Xu Changfeng tried to stop him but was too late.

"Mr. Lin, this is the Shanghai frontline."

"The Zombie Horde is also a hidden danger, and it can be cleared if necessary."

As these words fell.

The tense nerves of the garrison relaxed a bit.

It seemed the Capital wasn't entirely on the side of the man in front of them.

Lin Yuan didn't argue.

He turned back and looked into the car.

Lin Motong was hugging her tattered teddy bear, her black and red eyes lifting slightly.

She glanced at the airport.

Her voice was very soft.

"Catch the bedbugs."

The next second.

Screams came from behind the abandoned wall outside the airport.

In a drainage ditch, a zombie dragged out half a person in black.

In the shadow of a cargo warehouse, three zombies pounced, tearing the leg off a ninja.

In the broken defense line on the west side, the last ninja had just crushed a smoke bomb when he was pinned into the slush by the zombie swarm.

Three living captives were dragged in front of the defense line.

Explosive talismans.

Poison needles.

Miniature communicators.

And a hand-drawn map showing the airport's defensive positions.

Everything was thrown at Zhao Dingshan's feet.

The expressions of the airport garrison changed.

A staff officer rushed up to check.

"Japanese Side ninjas."

"They've been lurking for at least six hours."

"They've reached the perimeter of the oil depot!"

Zhao Dingshan's lips moved.

He couldn't speak.

Lin Yuan looked at him.

"You missed three gaps."

"I fixed them for you."

On the large screen in the command room, the red dots of the Zombie Horde, which had been flickering wildly, began to stop by area.

One area.

Another area.

As if sliced by a knife.

The staff officer stared at the screen, his voice dry.

"They aren't besieging the city..."

"They are forming ranks."

Lin Yuan picked at his ear and looked at Commander Zhao Dingshan.

"Your man was talking about a frontline battlefield earlier; I didn't hear it clearly. Why don't you say it again?"

Seeing that the other party no longer spoke, Lin Yuan turned his head to look at Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng.

"What about the strategic-level missiles you mentioned last time?"

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng's expression stiffened.

Lin Yuan continued to ask.

"The Japanese Side is already at our doorstep, and you're still not using them?"

Director Xu Changfeng wanted to speak.

Lin Yuan looked up.

"I'm asking him."

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng stood where he was.

A few seconds later, he gritted his teeth.

"The long-range link is damaged."

"Many engineers at the launch silos have lost contact."

"The Capital currently lacks the conditions to launch."

The way the airport officers looked at him changed instantly.

Zhao Dingshan also frowned.

Lin Yuan chuckled.

"So that day, when you threatened me with the lives of 100,000 people,"

"you were just bluffing."

"Didn't kneel enough last time, huh?"

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng's face flushed red.

He wanted to retort.

But missiles wouldn't fly out of thin air.

If strategic deterrence couldn't be launched, it was just paper.

It didn't even deserve to be called a tiger.

Director Xu Changfeng immediately took control of the situation.

"Let's look at the battle situation first."

He turned around.

The staff officer immediately handed over a tablet.

The area east of the Huangpu River was almost entirely red.

Japanese Side transport planes were still landing at Pudong Airport.

The interior was cut off by the Zombie Horde and ninjas with Superpowers.

Director Xu Changfeng pointed to the Lujiazui Financial Center.

"Grandmaster Ling Suzhen and the Capital's frontline team are trapped here."

"They are relying on the building structure and their combat strength to temporarily hold back the Japanese Side."

"But they can't get out."

Zhao Dingshan added, "The Capital has already issued a call for reinforcements to the whole country."

"But there aren't many who can come from various places now."

"Those with strength are all guarding their own territory."

"Those without strength didn't make it on the road."

No one in the room replied.

This was the apocalypse.

Listening to orders but not reporting, just replying was already considered giving face.

Lin Yuan only asked one question.

"Where is the pharmacist?"

Director Xu Changfeng's finger stopped on Lujiazui.

On the screen, from Hongqiao Command Center to Lujiazui, the area in between was filled with Zombie Horde markers.

The staff officer said in a low voice, "There are at least nearly ten million zombies crowded in the middle now."

"The Japanese Side has a type of zombie-driving technique that herds the zombie swarms toward the defense line."

Lin Motong sat in the car, her fingers touching the teddy bear's ears.

The Zombie Horde outside the car let out a low growl.

And then went quiet again.

Lin Yuan glanced at her.

A million was the upper limit that Lin Motong could currently stably control.

The game in Shanghai wasn't that simple.

Zhao Dingshan suppressed his temper.

"The T1 terminal has been cleared."

"Your team can move in."

Lin Yuan refused directly.

"I don't trust you."

The airport officers' expressions turned ugly.

Someone was about to speak, but Director Xu Changfeng raised his hand to stop them.

Lin Yuan pressed the communicator.

"Lu Yan."

"Find a residential area outside the airport and build a temporary base in thirty minutes."

Lu Yan's voice rang out.

"Received, Boss."

A staff officer behind Zhao Dingshan almost couldn't hold back.

Not staying in a perfectly good terminal.

Build a base in thirty minutes?

Even their strongest ace company needed an hour to set up an emergency camp.

This is Shanghai! A modern steel jungle, not a place where you can just dig a hole and bury some dirt to use as a bunker.

Northwest side of the airport.

Airport New Village.

A residential area that was as ordinary as could be before the apocalypse, now only half-collapsed buildings and frozen, cracked roads remained.

Lu Yan walked to the center of the residential area.

He raised his hand and pressed it toward the ground.

"Earth Remodeling" activated.

Shattered concrete turned over.

Frozen soil bulged up.

Rock walls pushed up from the ground, blocking the street entrances and separating the area into inner and outer layers.

Tank brought men to drag over abandoned cars, forming road barriers.

Sister Long shouldered her giant axe, leading the female prisoner squad to occupy the melee points.

Fat Dragon burned through a pile of zombie corpses with a single burst of fire, his greasy voice sounding over the channel.

"Boss, the entrance is roasted clean."

Captain Han Xue led three hundred soldiers to clear obstacles in sections.

"Zone One, set up guns."

"Zone Two, set up sentries."

"Team Three, come with me to check the retreat line."

"Don't fight for positions; stand according to your numbers."

Three hundred people scattered quickly.

No one asked why.

No one ran around randomly.

Wherever the order went, the people went, just like in training.

Half an hour later.

Outside Airport New Village, an independent defensive position appeared.

Rock walls.

Firepower points.

Reserve team passages.

Temporary medical area.

Retreat lines.

All were present.

Even the zombie swarms lay in wait in the outer perimeter according to their zones, not crossing the line by a single step.

Zhao Dingshan was silent.

He finally understood why Jiangcheng was able to hold out.

It wasn't because Lin Yuan was strong alone.

It was because everyone under him knew where they should stand.

The staff officer who had been complaining internally felt his ears burn.

It was fortunate he hadn't spoken up.

Otherwise, he would be the one embarrassing himself now.

Lin Yuan stood on the rock wall.

He looked toward Lujiazui.

"From now on."

"We fight by my rules here."