The fleeing team began to leave one after another after three or four days of rest, but there was still no movement in the convoy. Officer Song and Qi Yuan went out to check again, but nothing was found.
Ye Fu has put all the things in the house that should be stored into the space, including the bedroom and bathroom doors.
In early October, the temperature suddenly dropped overnight, from a high temperature of 55 degrees to around 40 degrees, giving people the illusion that the apocalypse was about to end.
But Ye Fu knew that abnormality would mean greater disaster would come.
After the temperature cooled down, the number of refugees heading to Longtan Base suddenly increased. Everyone’s luggage had been packed and put into the car. Most of them were tied directly to the roof of the car. The car was for nine people. If there was no luggage, six people could squeeze into one. The car is quite spacious. After putting the luggage in, two people can sit on one seat. There are also three tires hanging on the rear of the car, and Ye Fu is a little worried about the car's endurance.
"It's such a pity that decades and generations of hard work have been ruined like this." Looking at the fire in the distance on the roof of the building, Qi Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
All the buildings burned by the fire were left with only black shells.
The fire was so bright that half of the sky in Lancheng was red. This was the first time that everyone could see the fire so clearly, as if they could see the catastrophe clearly.
"When I was young, Lancheng was full of short houses, there were many bicycles on the streets, there were few trees, and there was a lot of dust. My parents' monthly salary combined was only two hundred yuan. Thirty years later, Lancheng has become a They came to the first-tier cities, and the greening was beautiful. High-rise buildings were rising from the ground. Their retirement salary added up to 20,000 yuan. Tens of millions of people had worked hard for thirty years. After a disaster, nothing was left. The people are gone, and the tall buildings are gone.”
Officer Song put his hands on the railing, looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
"My 9-to-5 job used to be pretty good, and the annoying leader suddenly stopped being annoying. If you give me another chance, I will never refuse the favor of a rich woman again."
Everyone turned to look at Qi Yuan, who shrugged, "It's also a skill to rely on one's face to make a living. It's my fault that I woke up too late."
"What about you, have you ever regretted not falling in love, or doing something deviant?" Qi Yuan looked at Ye Fu, his eyes full of curiosity.
"No."
Qi Yuan clicked his tongue twice, "What a boring life."
"Let's each make a wish here. I'll go first. I hope these damn days will end soon."
"I wish Wenwen a healthy and safe life."
"I hope I can find my parents."
"I hope I won't be in danger again."
"Will we come back?"
"Yes, as long as we are alive, we will definitely come back."
——
October 10th is auspicious and suitable for a long journey.
On the third day of continuous cooling, everyone decided to leave on October 10th after discussion.
The car has been serviced and inspected several times and there is no problem at all.
Several survivors in Building C next door have also left, but only the people in Building E have not made any movement.
Ye Fu stuffed a few pieces of clothing into her backpack and fastened the straps tightly in front of her abdomen. She put the crossbow and saber into the space to avoid causing trouble.
Everyone met on the first floor, and Officer Song drove. Everyone squeezed into the car and sat down. After saying "Let's go", the car slowly drove out of Xingfu Community.
The people in Building E saw them leaving and hurriedly packed up their things to follow.
"Where is the convoy?"
"Over at the Trade City, all the good cars are parked in front, and the ones following behind are motorcycles and tricycles." Qi Yuan has sneaked over to check many times.
"We'll sneak in later. If we're discovered, we'll all agree on our rhetoric. Just say that we escaped from Shiguang City, and don't say that we're locals from Lancheng."
"By the way, everyone should make their faces a little more dirty, especially Ye Fu."
Ye Fu took out a mirror and took a look. Her face was already dirty, her neck and ears were disguised, and her hair was extremely greasy. She looked more like a beggar than a beggar who had been wandering on the street for more than ten years.
"Remember, all six of us are men, including Wenwen and Ye Fu." It was obvious that Officer Song had a lot of worries. He thought to himself while driving.
An hour later, their car arrived at the Trade City. The streets of the Trade City were filled with various cars and embarrassed refugees. Ye Fu took out his binoculars and looked at the few good cars at the front of the queue.
At this time, several men walked to their car, and the leading man knocked on the car window and motioned for everyone to get out of the car.
Ye Fu wrapped his head in a dirty and smelly scarf and stooped slightly, looking malnourished and exhausted.
"Several people?"
"six people."
The man had a notebook in his hand, where he wrote down the license plate number and the number of people. His eyes swept over Ye Fu and the others, and finally stopped on Officer Song.
"To follow our convoy, you have to pay a protection fee. It's not much. It's half a catty of food per person. You can also smoke and drink. One pack of cigarettes and one bottle of wine."
Officer Song had already considered this situation, but he did not readily ask for the things to be handed over. Instead, he was embarrassed for a long time. It was not until the man became impatient that he started to negotiate the price. Men are not easy to talk to. Several people behind him had it in their hands. Holding a steel pipe, he looked ready to hit someone at any time.
"Brother, we don't have enough food, can you be accommodating?"
"This is the rule here. Everyone else has paid, but you are special? If you can't afford it, don't follow us. The six of you only have three kilograms of grain, which is not much. Hurry up. If you don't hand it over within a minute, leave immediately. "
Officer Song had no choice but to take a bag off the car. The man looked over and found that it was all tattered clothes. A small bag of grain was buried under the clothes. He grabbed it, knocked it over, and then threw it to the people behind him. .
"What's on the roof of the car?"
"They were just some hoes and shovels. All the houses were washed away by the flood, and only these guys who were farming were left."
The man opened a bag and checked it. He saw that it was indeed filled with hoes and shovels, so he stopped searching.
"Are they all men?"
"Yes, they are all men."
"Open your backpack." The man came to Ye Fu and poked Ye Fu's shoulder with the pen in his hand. Ye Fu calmly took a step back and lowered his head by two points.
She opened the backpack and saw the dirty clothes inside. The man snorted and walked to the next car with his notebook.
Everyone returned to the car, and no one spoke.
At twelve o'clock at noon, the convoy began to make movement, and the first few cars started to start.
"Are we really safe following such bandits?" Qi Yuan looked worried.
"It's a good deal to let them clear the way with three kilograms of grain." Officer Song's mentality relaxed a lot.
Cars set off one after another, and there were also people walking behind.
The luck of leaving this time is unknown, but everyone is in the same mood at the moment.
Confused, scared, hesitant...
This chapter has been completed!