God-Level Shelter : Start with 1000000 Tons of Supplies

At this moment, Dongjiang City was already in chaos! Facing natural disasters like earthquakes, everyone could still resist, still unite to fight the earthquake and provide relief.

But when faced with an endless, ubiquitous horde of zombies, everyone truly lacked the courage to resist. At this critical juncture, anyone's courage would instantly collapse. People screamed and fled, or hid everywhere, or hugged their children, trembling.

Explosions, burning flames, and dismembered bodies everywhere turned the entire city into a hell. Chaos, the world was utterly chaotic!

At this moment, no matter what your identity or status! In the face of the zombies' indiscriminate attacks, everyone could only flee in a panic.

However, at this perilous moment, the mist outside the Shelter base quietly dissipated, revealing the magnificent walls and electric fences.

At the same time, the gate opened, and nearly a hundred menacing vehicles roared out! They split into six small teams, heading in different directions towards the urban area.

"Rumble!"

In front of each convoy, two heavy bulldozers led the way! The front ends of these bulldozers had been modified. The originally parallel bulldozer blades were transformed into angles of 45 degrees to the left and right.

This meant that when two heavy bulldozers advanced side by side, any zombies or obstacles in front of them, even vehicles, would be forcibly overturned to the sides of the road.

The efficiency of this road-clearing was simply terrifyingly strong!

Amidst the roaring of engines, the six convoys advanced with a furious crush, no road could stop their progress, and at the same time, they attracted the attention of a large number of zombies.

But before these zombies could surround them, the Guard Team soldiers in the pickup trucks had already coldly pulled their triggers.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Earth-shattering gunshots rose and fell. Every soldier in the Guard Team was a sharpshooter. They precisely strafed, and one by one, zombies were shot in the head before they could get close, falling to the ground, twitching wildly until they were completely dead.

Coupled with the convoy's fast speed, the zombie army had not yet fully formed, so they were unable to block the convoy's path.

...

Inside a five-star hotel in the north of the city!

A well-mannered middle-aged man was trembling, hiding with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beautiful young girl in the reception room of the first-floor lobby.

His name is Song Zhiwen, currently the Vice President of the Dongjiang City Academy of Sciences!

He was once a top student at Harvard University, a visiting professor at Qingbei University, and a senior researcher at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Because of his straightforward character, he offended someone he shouldn't have, and was forced to come to Dongjiang City to serve as Vice President; he is also a top international scientist and authority.

As for the girl in his arms, she is his only daughter, Song Qingqing! Song Zhiwen had already known about this sudden disaster. In fact, he had already been arranged to live in an official Shelter.

However, the disaster relief efforts had been progressing smoothly these past few days, and everyone's vigilance had relaxed considerably. It just so happened that Song Zhiwen needed to return to the research institute to retrieve some data, so he took his daughter and left the Shelter.

Unexpectedly, halfway there, they encountered the zombie outbreak. He frantically brought his daughter to hide in the hotel's reception room. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he clearly witnessed the chaos on the street.

Song Zhiwen was so scared that his limbs almost went limp.

"How could this be? How could it be? How could this phenomenon occur when a meteorite hit the Blue Star? What exactly is going on?" Song Zhiwen murmured, dumbfounded.

"Dad, I'm scared!" Song Qingqing said timidly, "Why did the uncles and aunts outside become like this? It's too scary!"

"They turned into zombies!"

Song Zhiwen's face was full of bitterness, and he suddenly remembered the information alert from a few days ago.

Like most people, he hadn't taken this alert seriously. But now it seemed that the news was correct; the virus from Beiou Lab had indeed leaked, and zombies were spreading globally.

"Dad, what should we do now?" Song Qingqing asked nervously, "We won't die, will we?"

"I don't know what to do either!"

Song Zhiwen's face was full of bitterness and anxiety.

He stared intently at the zombies outside, fearing to attract their attention.

The situation had already collapsed, and Song Zhiwen knew that at this time, no one could expect to be rescued. He only prayed that the zombies wouldn't discover them so quickly.

Unfortunately, his prayer did not work. After dozens of zombies on the street devoured several corpses! Covered in blood, with wide white eyeballs, they all looked towards Song Zhiwen and Song Qingqing, who were hiding in the reception room, guided by their sense of smell.

"Aow!"

Beast-like roars continuously sounded.

The hungry zombies rushed over frantically, scaring Song Qingqing into screaming in terror.

"Oh no!"

Song Zhiwen's face changed drastically in fear, and he quickly pushed tables and chairs to block the door.

The next moment, a booming crashing sound echoed, as the zombies roared one after another, slamming fiercely against the door.

The fragile door of the reception room quickly broke a large hole, and the zombies' ferocious gaping mouths could vaguely be seen, scaring Song Zhiwen and Song Qingqing almost out of their wits.

"Dad, what should we do, what should we do?"

"Are we going to die? Sob sob sob!"

"Who will save us!"

Song Qingqing cried in terror.

Song Zhiwen smiled bitterly, but he had no other illusions.

Now, even the military and relevant departments were in chaos, who could come to save them?

However, just as the zombies were about to break through the door and the father and daughter were completely despairing, earth-shattering gunshots and engine roars thundered from afar.

"Da da da!"

A terrifyingly penetrating spray of bullets swept over.

A large number of zombies were sent flying backward on the spot, each dying from a headshot.

Even the glass, doors, windows, and walls of the hotel lobby were shattered by this terrifying rain of bullets.

The crisis for Song Zhiwen and Song Qingqing was quietly resolved!

Both were stunned and shocked, staring intently at the street.

They saw a fierce convoy roaring up, with heavy machine guns mounted on the vehicles, and dozens of burly men coldly observing their surroundings.

Several soldiers quickly rushed out of a pickup truck!

They roughly kicked open the door.

While providing covering fire, they dragged Song Zhiwen and Song Qingqing out of the hotel.

Finally, by an off-road vehicle, the father and daughter saw a handsome and kind-looking young man.

"Professor Song, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Don't worry, you are very safe now."

The young man spoke with a reassuring smile, but Song Zhiwen and Song Qingqing felt dizzy, as if they were dreaming.