As the fighting went on from morning to noon, it was finally over.
The city had been cleared, or at least the streets were fully cleared for now. The road and the sidewalks were filled with zombie corpses.
Piles upon piles were being burned in the open, with dark smoke coming out of every part and every section of the city.
Every soldier walking by was wearing a mask, with some even holding flamethrowers as they blasted the flames at the zombie corpses.
"A single day and we cleared the city... Houqin, how much ammo do we have left?"
Xiaoyun asked as he sat in his chair inside the HQ tent, his tense face looking down at the sandbox that was covered in green flags.
There were few to no red flags left. There were only yellow flags indicating ongoing contested territory against the zombies.
"Enough for each soldier to have a single and a half mag... We're going to need to wait for a day or two before ammo arrives."
"That's fine."
