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... ed in D City.
They sat in the car, watching the few wandering zombies outside the transmission point.
"What should we do?"
President Bao adjusted the helmet he had welded out of iron and looked helplessly at Huo Jing, who was also wearing an iron-welded helmet.
They had brought a large truck through the transmission, and the truck bed was filled with rolls of barbed wire.
Gritting his teeth, Huo Jing’s voice was muffled inside the helmet, but the gritting ...
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