Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

Chen Baojun looked at Chen Baoguo in confusion, wondering why he said this.

"As Baosteel Group reaches today, our hands are already stained with blood."

Chen Baoguo said slowly, as if he was telling an ancient story.

"If after successfully organizing the Anthem organization, everyone in the base is evacuated, will the result be better than now?"

"If you quit then"

Before Chen Baojun could speak, he was interrupted again by Chen Baoguo.

"If we reject the Anthem organization's proposal before the end, will the result be better than now?"

"If we didn't capture other survivors for human experiments after the apocalypse, would the results be better than now?"

“Would the outcome have been different if it were not for Baosteel Group?”

"No!" Chen Baojun said firmly. "I said no!"

"If we had not promised the Psalm, we and these people would not have survived the end of the world."

"Without human experiments on survivors, there would be no way to create superpowers to resist the tide of beasts, and no way to resist the Anthem."

"Without Baosteel Group, these thousands of people in the base would have died without their bodies intact!"

"Whether we've made the world a better place, I don't know."

"But we allowed these helpless people to survive the apocalypse."

"Our existence has meaning"

Chen Baojun was crying a little at the end.

"Well said!" Chen Baoguo laughed and stood up from the chair, pulling off his shirt.

Under the heavy coat is a strong figure that belies the vicissitudes of his face.

The bronze bulging muscles show the power of life.

"Our existence has meaning!"

Chen Baoguo spoke solemnly, his voice was like a heavy hammer, simple and solemn.

"Protect the troops, open the escape route and let the residents evacuate first!"

"Why won't this disturb the morale of the army?" Chen Baojun asked in surprise.

"You're right, the only reason we exist is these residents."

"They are the hope of mankind, they cannot die with us old antiques!"

"But our support is coming soon, and I have requested assistance from other bases!"

"Baojun!" Chen Baoguo turned around and looked at Chen Baojun, with an irresistible light in his eyes.

"Are those assistance really useful? Even if they come, how many times can they last?"

"Be obedient and open the escape route. If someone does come, let them take care of the evacuation of the residents."

After saying that, Chen Baoguo suddenly picked up the heavy hammer with his right hand, turned around and walked towards the city gate.

"Enemy attack——————————"

Only then did Chen Baojun notice the siren sounding. It turned out that his eldest brother had sensed the enemy's arrival in advance.

After all, those supports were too late!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

Chen Baojun roared feebly, turned around and rushed towards the inside of the base.

He was going to open the escape route and let the residents in the base evacuate first.

Before issuing the evacuation order, he ran into the command room and shared all the surveillance footage.

This is the mission he agreed to with other bases in Haicheng, to share the scene of the invasion of the Psalm Organization.

Although what they can see now is probably just the massacre of the surviving Baosteel Group and the Anthem Organization.

"Coming, coming, surveillance is coming."

In the video conference room, all surveillance equipment of Baosteel Group is shared on the screen.

All base leaders can't wait to see the power of the Anthem organization.

But the scene in front of them caused all the base members in the meeting to fall into silence.

Although the Anthem organization has not yet appeared in the video, the dilapidated base of Baosteel Group is enough to scare them.

It turns out that Baosteel Group paid such a price for repelling the Anthem Organization!

Watching the last 20 tanks gathering in front of the base.

Watching the one-armed Chen Baoguo standing in front of the base facing the enemy.

Although this scene is extremely heroic, it is also extremely sad!

Baosteel Group is about to be destroyed.

In silence, everyone came up with such an answer.

"Where's Lu Chen? Isn't he here yet?" someone asked.

The purpose of their request for surveillance footage was not only to check the combat capabilities of the Anthem organization.

What's more important is to weigh the ability of the Angel of Death.

"You won't come, right? Then Baosteel Group has been deceived."

"This group of people will have to follow Chen Baoguo to death."

In front of the Baosteel base, 20 combat vehicles that were about to be scrapped were arranged in a shapeless offensive array.

Chen Baoguo stood in the center of the formation, holding a hammer in his right arm, like a lion.

"Very cute. How old are you?"

Chen Baoguo asked a team member in the tank beside him, who was holding a photo of his daughter.

"Six, six years old, Mr. Chief."

"Is she still at the base?"

"Here, with her mother."

"It's good to be with your mother. Girls have to follow their mothers."

"If you follow rough old men like us, you will be led astray within a few days, don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes." The soldier said with a smile, and while laughing, two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The roar of alien species could be heard from a distance, and the cry from hell made him fall into fear.

His hands kept shaking, and tears fell on his daughter's photo.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed his trembling arm and stabilized it.

"Don't worry." Chen Baoguo's expression was relaxed, as if the person running from a distance was not a foreign species.

"The residents in the base are being transferred, and the mother and daughter will successfully escape."

After speaking to him, Chen Baoguo raised his voice.

A rich voice came from his chest, and he could pass the order to all the tanks without the need for a communicator.

"Soldiers, behind us, all residents are evacuating."

"For every second we hold on, they get one more second to escape."

"We will fight until the last moment, even our bodies will delay our death!"

"Go to hell, warriors!"

"Follow me and die!"

Chen Baoguo's shouts were heavy and majestic, and the blood of the soldiers was completely ignited in these shouts.

They are going to die, they are going to become flesh and blood in the mouths of alien species.

They must use their lives to pave a path for survival.

"rush------"

Chen Baoguo roared angrily, grabbed the giant hammer, and charged towards the alien tide.

The 20 last battle tanks of Baosteel Group followed closely behind, shooting a thin network of firepower into the sky.