You know, the Grizzly Tank is only about 45 tons.

But even so, standing in front of the grizzly bear, I am just a "kid"!

More than 180 tons! Equivalent to the weight of four Grizzly tanks!

"Luna... Summon! Summon an Apocalypse Tank!!"

After regaining consciousness, Han Feng repeated excitedly.

"Report to the Korean team to summon the Apocalypse Tank. It requires 100,000 gold coins. Please confirm the summons."

"Confirm Confirm!!!"

At this time, Han Feng's curiosity was overwhelming! He couldn't wait to see this "legendary" super weapon!

"Okay Team Korea, the Apocalypse Tank is being summoned. Summoning time: twenty-four hours, please wait..."

Following Han Feng's instructions, Luna replied.

"Bang~"

"Then I'll wait~"

After opening the self-heating rations, Han Feng took out his chopsticks and started eating lunch. At the same time, Han Feng took out his cell phone and took a look at the time - 11:40 noon.

Ten minutes later...

After lunch, Han Feng came outside with a cigarette in his mouth.

It's late April, the weather is neither cold nor hot, it's a good time for "walking" ~

"Donor Han."

At the outer boundary of the wall, Han Feng saw Master Zhi who was also walking.

"Hello, hello~"

In order to "return the gift" to Master Zhi, Han Feng quickly caught up and walked side by side with Master Zhi.

"How is this base?~"

Looking at the buildings protruding from the wall, Han Feng asked confidently.

"Can."

As everyone knows, Han Feng's reply... was only this one word.

"This military base, even if there are tens of thousands of zombies, they can easily attack it. Just talk about the defense, how about it?~~~"

"The embankment of a thousand miles."

"???"

Listening to Master Zhi's Zen-like answer, Han Feng was a little confused...

A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest. Han Feng knew a thing or two about this sentence. But... what does this have to do with his second base?

"Haha~ The poor monk has finished his walk and will go back first. Donor Han, please help yourself."

After laughing a few times, Master Zhi put his hands together, bowed lightly and said to Han Feng.

"Master Zhi, what do you mean by this?"

After hurriedly returning the gift, Han Feng asked.

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Master Zhi straightened up, blurted out six words, then turned around and left, leaving only... a thin back to Han Feng.

"Thousand-mile embankment... Is it possible that Master Zhi will talk about my internal problems again?"

Frowning, Han Feng guessed to himself.

"Luna, simulate and analyze under what circumstances the Second Base will collapse."
Chapter completed!