In the densest areas, the bodies were piled several meters high. Baking under the scorching summer sun, they emitted a monstrous, putrid stench.
On the ground between them, there were also several giant craters, hundreds of meters wide, where traces of Black Spine Zergs' activity could now be seen.
Presumably, these were tunnels dug by the Zerg Race to breach the first line of defense, but they had been caught in a pincer attack and paid a heavy price.
Seeing this, Lin Feng was beginning to understand why the Federation's high command had insisted on the defense of the Capital.
Because as long as the logistics could be maintained, the millions of survivors and the army of several hundred thousand Awakeners here...
'They might actually be able to hold out!'
Unfortunately, the problem lay with logistics.
The high command had overestimated their control over the regional factions after the apocalypse broke out.
