Central Base.
After seeing the message Gu Xi sent back, Li Ming fell silent. The rhythmic tapping of his fingers on the armrest of his wheelchair paused for a moment.
The man sitting across from him frowned slightly. "What did Xiaoxi say?"
Li Ming glanced up at him, deactivated the privacy mode, and projected the Light Screen in front of him.
After reading it, the man was silent for a long while before speaking. "Vice-captain, all these years... maybe we really have been wrong."
It had been sixty years since the apocalypse began. Having endured the zombie scourge and frequent natural disasters, humanity had survived the most difficult early days. Now, they were slowly trying to reclaim their former homes.
Although many had fallen into despair during this process, even more were fighting to rebuild their homeland.
And once, their Doomsday Squad had fought on the front lines.
Back then, Xiaoxi had shouldered the hopes of all humanity.
