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Zhang Yi smiled disapprovingly.

"You don't have the ability to protect yourself. Do you want me to take care of you when you are on the battlefield? Don't be stupid, girl."

Field doctors are very important, but first of all they must not become a problem.

Zhou Ke'er said, "If it was before, I know it would be inconvenient for you to take me with you. But since this is a big battle, there must be sufficient logistical support."

"I think not only us, but other forces of our own will also have their own logistics personnel to follow."

Uncle You also said to Zhang Yi: "I think Ms. Zhou is right. This time, almost all the combat power of the five strongest forces in Tianhai City has been assembled, so this battle will definitely not end so soon."

"If you fight a protracted war, logistics is very important. Especially medical staff!"

He looked at Zhang Yi with sincerity in his eyes: "Because of your caution, our team has never suffered casualties in the past. But this situation may not last forever."

"You should understand that it is very common for people to die on the battlefield. Doctors are also very important."

Zhang Yi's heart was shaken by what the two said.

Although his strength is very strong, he cannot guarantee that he will not be injured in such a large-scale melee.

With the ultra-low temperature of minus [-] degrees, any injury would turn into tissue necrosis.

At least it becomes disabled, and at worst it dies.

Now he is stubborn, and when the time comes, he will really hurt, but there is nowhere to cry even if he cries.

Moreover, even if it is for the sake of the future, the people around you must adapt to various harsh environments.

Even the battlefield.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi nodded and agreed to take Zhou Keer there.

"Then you can go with us this time! I will find a way to arrange you in the rear. You have to hide obediently. Once we are injured, come and treat us."

Zhou Ke'er happily hugged Zhang Yi's neck, her eyes sparkled with joy.

"I understand, I will do my duty as a doctor!"

Seeing that Zhou Ke'er had volunteered, Lu Keran stood up not to be outdone.

She patted her lackluster chest, "Brother, take me too! My marksmanship is getting better and better recently."

Zhang Yi raised his head to look at the girl with short hair, and said lightly, "Did you forget that guns have little effect on zombies?"

Lu Keran's face froze, "Uh..."

Zhang Yi didn't give others a chance to speak, and said bluntly:

"Except for Ke'er, no one is allowed to follow! All stay in the shelter."

Lu Keran sat down helplessly, while Yang Xinxin looked indifferent.

At this time, there is not much they can do.

As for Zhou Haimei and Yang Mi, a look of relief flashed in the depths of their eyes.

They didn't have the courage of Zhou Ke'er to follow Zhang Yi and the others to the battlefield.

After all, they don't have much fighting ability, and they will die easily if they go there.

It is of course best to be able to stay in a safe shelter.

Lu Keran went to help Zhang Yi check the snowmobile to make sure that there were no potential safety hazards on the vehicle, and helped them fill up the gas.

Zhang Yi and the others checked their weapons and equipment, and planned to set off after everything was properly equipped.

As for Zhou Keer, before setting off, Zhang Yi specially gave her a small silver pistol.

"Guns are basically useless against zombies, and you can't use a large-caliber one. Keep this for self-defense. It's still very effective against people!"

The immediate crisis is the tide of corpses.

But Zhang Yi did not put himself in the position of friends from other major powers.

They are still potential enemies, only temporarily cooperating out of common interests.

But if they don't know who will stab them in the back.

Zhou Ke'er has also practiced shooting. Although her marksmanship is not very accurate, it is enough for self-protection.

She took the gun and stuffed it into the interlayer of her combat uniform.

The crowd drove two snowmobiles, sealed off the shelter, and set off for Snow Worship Cult's headquarters in Tianfeng District.

On the side of Snow Worship Cult, knowing that the investigation team and people from other forces were coming, they hurriedly made preparations.

Bian Junwu and others came here immediately.

Zheng Yixian led a group of priests and priests to greet him.

It is said to be a welcome, but there is nothing special about it. Naturally, there is no time to prepare for them at a time like this.

But Bian Junwu and others came as soon as they said they would, and they didn't care about the reception ceremony.

It's just that after coming here, I saw blood stains everywhere, and the stumps and broken arms have not been cleaned.

In the corner, someone was even gnawing on the bloody flesh of the giant rat.

All this was under the eyes of everyone, and they, who were used to seeing strong winds and waves, were not shocked at all.

Zheng Yixian came to Bian Junwu and the others, nodded and said:

"Welcome everyone to the Snow Worship Cult! I don't know what is the arrangement for the sudden request for all major forces to gather here?"

"If we can inform in advance, we should be prepared."

Wu Di sneered and hugged his shoulders, "You're all like this here, so what can you do to prepare? We're here to help you in peace, so just obey our instructions obediently."

Hearing Wu Di's words, the faces of the people behind Zheng Yixian showed anger.

Wu Di raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, you seem very unconvinced? Do you want to come out and practice? I can let you do it together!"

Brother Pingtou Han Chang couldn't bear it any longer, and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be too crazy! Even if the people from the Jiangnan region are strong, we are not made of mud!"

"Han Chang, shut up!"

Zheng Yixian stopped him.

He apologized to Wu Di: "Your Excellency, don't blame me. The Snow Worship Cult has suffered heavy casualties recently, and the congregation inevitably became a little bit emotional."

Wu Di wanted to say something else, Bian Junwu turned his head slightly, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Bian Junwu said to Zheng Yixian: "The plan will be discussed later when everyone else arrives."

He was too lazy to explain to Zheng Yixian alone.

Zheng Yixian smiled and said: "Okay, everyone, do you want to go inside and have a rest first?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to invite the members of the investigation team to rest in the church area.

Bian Junwu stepped forward.

Several others followed.

While walking, Bian Junwu asked: "In the past few days, how many people have you worshiped the Snow Cult to die?"

Zheng Yixian pondered for a while, and replied in a low voice:

"Thousands of congregants have died in the mouths of zombies in the past few days of fighting. There are still some who are infected and have no chance to be revived. In order to prevent them from mutating, we can only deal with them in a humane way."

Bian Junwu raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many people died?"

He cares deeply about numbers.

Only by knowing the specific death toll of the Snow Worship Cult can he know how much the Snow Worship Cult has been affected by the tide of corpses.

Zheng Yixian froze for a moment, then said hesitantly: "I'm really sorry, we haven't counted the congregation. The approximate death toll... should be three or four thousand!"