Qiao Mu nodded in absolute agreement.
Only by knowing both the enemy and themselves would they be ever-victorious. Yet they weren't even sure who the people in that organization were, so they had always been put in a passive position. They should indeed go make contact to learn more about them.
The golden dragon flew a full three days and two nights on this journey to Jiaozhong Base. In that time, they had only stopped twice to rest and cook food.
Every once in a while, they would also encounter several ignorant zombies, who were all swiftly dealt with. Qiao Mu simply didn't have to worry about it.
When they were still five kilometers away, they could see a batch of refugees madly galloping in their direction from far away.
These people should be the survivors that had fled from Jiaozhong Base.
In contrast to Jiaozhong Base's original population of several tens of thousands of people, only less than 3000 people had escaped.
