When Wang Yisheng received the order, it was already early the next morning.

Ten soldiers left behind on the island have arrived. Wang Yisheng summoned everyone and said, "I have sent the news back to the empire. At most three days, another 400 brothers will be teleported over. Within half a month, production lines about gold and yuan alloys, old armored weapons and transport vehicles, ships and flying corpses will be transmitted one after another. The establishment of the stronghold is right in front of you."

Then he said: "Within three days, clear all hidden dangers at the port, gather survivors, clean up the corpses. Now eat, start immediately after you have enough food."

"Here!"

After the food, Wang Yisheng assigned a task and scattered the armor. Then he chose the largest warehouse and cleared all the materials stored therein, which took out the Yukongyi, which was anchored to the world's secondary coordinates, and officially placed it.

The island was anchored before, but it was only temporary. The island was small and was not everywhere, so it was naturally not a good place to establish a stronghold.

This Los Angeles port is the best place now.

In this way, when the person and thing comes here, they will appear directly in the warehouse, rather than the previous island.

The Yuanqi communication equipment was installed properly, and the humanitarian communication box across levels and across spaces was also placed here, and then the five soldiers were left to take care of them.

Finally, Wang Yisheng took out a Chiyou flag from his marching bag, stretched out the retractable flagpole, and erected the battle flag on the top of the warehouse.

"Look at this place, there must be no omissions. If there is any mistake, come and see you." Wang Yisheng ordered and wanted to participate in the cleaning process himself.

Shishi Jia said: "General, what should we do if those two survivors?"

"Don't care about them." Wang Yisheng said: "If you have the courage, you can leave here."

When the soldiers heard this, they laughed. The living dead people everywhere were probably not able to find a few safe places except here. Even if they were to hurry up, they were afraid that they would not be able to drive away those two people.

As for the others, as long as there is no problem with this warehouse, Wang Yisheng doesn't care at all.

Five people were left to guard the warehouse, and Wang Yisheng took another four soldiers to leave the warehouse area and headed to clear out hidden dangers.

To the east of this port, there is a building with only three floors but a large area. It is probably the official office of the port in this world.

Wang Yisheng brought the soldier here and pushed open the hidden transparent glass door, and dozens of living dead people flocked to the hall inside.

Wang Yi lost his hand, and the four soldiers quickly stepped forward, and the sword light was like a wall, killing dozens of living dead people in a moment.

Wang Yisheng observed that there were stairs on both sides of the hall, and there were elevators. The elevator was not available in Daxia. The Daxia Empire was vast and sparsely populated. Because of culture, even the common people like gardens but not tall buildings. Without high-rise buildings, things like elevators would not have been born.

Wang Yisheng observed it and said, "Two people on one side, quickly search for this building."

"Here!"

The four soldiers immediately divided into two branches, one side, and climbed up the tower.

The two on the left step by ten steps, and several people dodged and had already climbed to the floor. Just as they saw seven or eight living dead people swaying in the corridor. Before these living dead people could pounce on them, the two of them took the initiative to pounce on them and killed them one by one.

After killing the living dead, he kicked open the doors of the rooms on both sides, but most of the living dead roared and rushed out and were killed.

As he walked deeper along the corridor, one of the soldiers kicked open a door, and suddenly a thud, the soldiers' straight blade swayed as lightning, and stood up in front of him with a jingle, and a bullet that hit a cake fell under his feet.

Then I saw a middle-aged white man with a big belly holding a small pistol, looking trembling.

Without saying a word, the soldier stepped forward and slapped the man to the ground, then dragged him out.

"survivor?"

Another soldier came out of the room opposite and couldn't help but smile and said, "It's not easy."

The soldier shook his head: "These survivors are not sheep."

Another soldier smiled and said, "If I were a person like him and suffered such a disaster, I would be afraid and restless at this time."

Mr. Jia nodded: "It's reasonable."

Then he said to the obscured middle-aged white man, "Can you understand the words?"

Although he was angry before, he did not take any ruthless action. He only slapped the white man's face and used less than a little force. Otherwise, he would have a slight force and his head would be blown up.

The middle-aged white man's ears were still buzzing, not to mention that he didn't know Chinese. The soldier threw him on the ground and ignored him for the time being, and continued to search for other rooms on this floor.

After the search on the floor was completed, a total of seven survivors were found, including the white man with big belly in the previous one.

At this time, the white man did not leave, and was standing in the corner nervously. Seeing the two soldiers coming with six male and female survivors, he hurriedly met them.

Three of the seven people knew Chinese, which made the scholar a little happy. This is a port, and welcoming and sending, I believe there must be talents who understand foreign languages.

"Go downstairs." The soldier didn't say much, and the two went up the stairs again.

Leave seven survivors, look at me here, and I look at you. The big-bellied white man touched his swollen face and said, "Who knows who they are?"

The other six shook their heads.

A young woman with a little freckle on her cheeks said, "BOSS is a Chinese, and she speaks Chinese. They act decisively and quickly, and they are ruthless in killing zombies. They are very powerful."

"I know it's very powerful." The fat white man touched his face. Even the gun could block it. Such a person was already so powerful that he was beyond his reach.

"Perhaps we should be happy. No matter who they are, they are always people, not zombies. They saved us."

"Let's go down first. They come up from below, and the zombies below must have been cleared."

Wang Yisheng didn't wait long in the lobby downstairs, and more than 20 survivors came downstairs one after another. When the four soldiers cleared the building and returned, a total of thirty-five survivors were collected.

Wang Yisheng didn't say much, but only taught these survivors to go to the warehouse area first. Then he took the armor to other buildings.

When the survivors saw the soldiers leaving, they felt a little uneasy. After a moment of restlessness, they rushed out in a swarm. When they looked up, they saw broken bodies everywhere.

What had already adapted, but many people still retching at this time.

What you see in your eyes and smell in your nostrils make you dizzy.

After cleaning this day, with the efficiency of the squad, most of the huge port were cleaned up.

In addition, the fences and iron gates at the entrances and exits were all closed. Some places without door walls were also dragged to block them. In this way, the port was closed.
Chapter completed!