For those who surrendered, Xiao Fan did not kill them all.
What is the most lacking in this apocalypse?
It's not food or weapons, but people.
Since the zombie crisis outbreak, the global population has probably only one or two percent of its peak, if humans continue to indiscriminately kill each other, then the extinction of the race is really not far away.
Besides, these people are just followers who obey orders, the ones that really need to be dealt with are those who harbor malice towards themselves.
Chen Fudong's group of stubborn guys are struggling as a last resort right now.
Ever since Xiao Fan's side had heavy weapons like mortars, armored vehicles and so on, they knew they had no chance.
And they had opposed Xiao Fan many times, there would absolutely be no mercy for that.
The only chance is to escape.
So when the subordinates collectively surrendered, there were five people here preparing to flee together.
Among the five people, there were Chen Fudong, Lu Wang, and three others who were all some new leaders.
Chen Fudong discussed with these people and jumped directly out of the second floor rear window.
Staying was death anyway, it was better to take a gamble, maybe one or two of them could escape.
They thought the timing they grasped was very good, but they didn't know that as soon as they moved, Xiao Fan noticed them with the radar map.
"Want to run away! Shen Ruihui, Xue Ninger, take people and chase them for me!"
Shen Ruihui, the captain of the guard platoon, hadn't had much chance to perform since he came to the trading conference.
Xue Ninger could follow the commander-in-chief into the trading hall, but he could only stay outside.
Later when attacking the building, it was all heavy firepower units taking the stage, and he had no chance either.
Now seeing that several people actually wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, his chance finally came.
After receiving the chase order, Shen Ruihui decided to show off his skills.
He must seize this opportunity to perform in front of the commander-in-chief, and strive to establish a merit, so that he can get a promotion in the future.
Just as he was about to set off, he saw Xue Ninger taking a guard platoon soldier, a military dog, a flamethrower soldier, driving a Lynx All-Terrain Vehicle to chase Chen Fudong.
Shen Ruihui didn't dare to stop for long. He immediately pulled over an infantryman and rode a motorcycle with him to chase Lu Wang directly.
The other soldiers of the guard platoon took eight military dogs to chase the rest of the leaders.
After landing, Chen Fudong and Lu Wang immediately split up, although the two of them looked injured, they didn't want to escape together with the other leaders at all.
These two people were the best among the leaders. When they came to the trading conference, they both had arrangements in place, bringing another person now would just be a burden.
So everyone quickly parted ways, and the five people spread out like a fan, each fleeing for their lives.
At this moment, these leaders hated that their parents didn't give birth to two more legs for them. If they had four legs, wouldn't they be able to run even faster?
The fact also proved that two legs absolutely could not outrun four legs.
The first leader who moved slowly was caught up.
Seeing that two military dogs were chasing up behind them, the leader was about to pull out his gun to fight back, when crisp gunshots sounded from behind.
The three-star infantrymen of the guard platoon had marksmanship comparable to the national shooting team members. With one shot, this leader was shot down.
Before the leader struggled a few times, the two military dogs pounced up and began to madly tear at him.
The poor leader screamed in agony a few times before he gradually lost his breath.
It was unknown whether he died from the gunshot or from the military dogs.
With the death of the first leader, then the second, third... Of the five people who ran out, only Chen Fudong and Lu Wang were left soon.
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Chen Fudong had swallowed a handful of painkillers when he was indoors.
He could not be affected by the injury on his thigh. He had a great chance to escape.
Because Chen Fudong was actually a mutant!
In this apocalypse, too many people had died, but every surviving person was extremely lucky.
And among the especially lucky ones, some may obtain opportunities, such as Feng Zhenxiang from Yanshan Town. By a coincidence he became a mutant. If not for Xiao Fan leading people back, he could also be the local tyrant emperor.
Chen Fudong was also such a person. He was actually a mutant too.
It's just that Chen Fudong knew to keep a low profile. He would never boast about this kind of thing in front of people, precisely to prevent any accidents.
Now was finally the time to use it.
Moreover, his mutant ability was somewhat special. That is, disguise.
Because his crystal nucleus was obtained from the brain of a large lizard. After swallowing it, he also gained the abilities of that large lizard.
Camouflage!
He could quickly blend himself and the surrounding environment into one, just like a chameleon. It was very difficult to detect.
So his direction of escape was the wild grassland in the distance.
In such an apocalypse, all fields were unattended. This kind of wasteland could be found everywhere.
The Lynx All-Terrain Vehicle behind chased closer and closer, but before they could catch up to Chen Fudong, he desperately rushed into the wild grass.
After entering, Chen Fudong ran wildly for a few steps, threw off his outer garment, and dove straight into the grass.
Soon, his skin turned the same color as the weeds. Lying there, he was almost indistinguishable.
The Lynx All-Terrain Vehicle stopped, and Xue Ninger got off.
Looking at the wild grass here, Xue Ninger was silent for a moment, and said to the flamethrower soldier behind her: "Although I don't want to use this method, the opponent is very cunning. Now it's time for you to perform."
Accompanying Xue Ninger was Yang Yun, a three-star flamethrower soldier.
He sneered and blew the nozzle of the flamethrower: "Humph! Those who dare to oppose the commander-in-chief should all be eliminated. I am very happy to help the commander-in-chief resolve this trouble. Since the enemy won't come out, then he shall never come out again."
The flamethrower suddenly fired, and the dozens of meters long flame instantly swept a large area of grass!
With the flamethrower in hand, Yang Yun swept back and forth. In an instant, this stretch of weeds became a sea of fire!
In the sea of fire, Chen Fudong jumped up with his whole body on fire, shouting and screaming for mercy, but it was already too late.
Perhaps from the day he opposed Xiao Fan, this ending was destined.
Watching Chen Fudong stop struggling and fall to the ground, gradually turning into charcoal, Xue Ninger finally turned around and got on the Lynx All-Terrain Vehicle.
"You're right. This is the end for those who oppose the commander-in-chief."
"Let's go, report back to the commander-in-chief."
Compared to Xue Ninger's ease, Shen Ruihui encountered a more difficult guy.

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rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”