Xin County is about 90 kilometers away from Petroleum City.
Located in the valley area of the Dabie Mountains.
A tributary runs through the middle.
Xizhai Scenic Area.
Among the high mountains, there are ancient villages hidden here. Due to the terrain, transportation is not very convenient, and the population here is small.
After the end of the world, there are relatively fewer zombies in Xizhai.
Many of the stone houses survived the heavy rain, but the people inside had disappeared.
On the top of Xizhai, there is a high platform with a courtyard and three or four houses in the high platform.
"Second brother, should we go to that trading market? Tomorrow is the last day. If we don't go in, it will be too late!" A man in a blue shirt looked at the middle-aged man standing anxiously.
The middle-aged man turned around. This middle-aged man looked handsome, but his eyes had too many whites and he looked a little cold.
"No! Nothing good happens in that place. The more people there are, the more dangerous it is. There is no need for us to join in the fun."
"But."
The slightly younger man said with a sad face:
"Then we should change to another place. The terrain here is so high. If a thunderstorm comes, and we haven't taken lightning protection measures, we will be struck..."
"Foolish!"
The middle-aged man cursed:
"People in Oil City said there would be thunderstorms and natural disasters, so you believed it? This is a complete conspiracy. Look at how many survivors have run in recently. If you look at the fate of these people, there will definitely be nothing wrong with them.
Good results.”
"I've seen this method too many times."
"I always tell you that in the last days, you have to be careful and careful. But you still trust others so easily. I don't even know what to say to you!"
"If Oil City really knew about the natural disaster, would they still tell us? How could there be so many good people! Think about how my eldest brother died!"
After saying that, he snorted and left.
Leave the man in blue alone.
well....
He thought of his eldest brother. He believed in a woman who pretended to be weak, but it turned out that there was an evil team behind this woman, who brutally murdered him.
In order to take revenge, they killed and injured many people.
Later I found this place and stayed here ever since.
Xizhai is a good place, there are not many zombies.
And using the surrounding terrain, they built some places where they can be planted.
However, the harvest was not very good and could only barely survive for a dozen of them.
...
...
There are two roads leading to the trading market from the north and the south. The trading market and Oil City are in the southern suburbs of Xinyang, about 20 kilometers away from Xinyang.
The third uncle stood on the tall wall of the oil city, looking around with a telescope.
Teams of survivors were rushing towards him from four directions.
Those people seemed to be on pilgrimage, walking non-stop.
There is a notice board posted outside the gate of the trading market.
There are also some roll-ups dozens of meters away from the gate of the trading market.
It all states the inspection items when entering the city, what items cannot be brought and need to be handed in, and what regulations need to be followed after entering the trading market, otherwise what penalties will be faced.
All important information is clearly written on it.
Occasionally, some people in line saw the information above and knew that they needed to hand in weapons to enter the trading market. After struggling for a long time, they chose to leave.
Some people hesitated but chose to continue queuing and enter the trading market.
"We have to hand in all our weapons when we enter. How can we ensure our safety after entering?" a man asked the security guard at the door.
The guard glanced at him and said calmly:
"Don't worry, aren't the regulations written very clearly above? After entering the trading market, anyone who causes trouble will be shot without mercy!"
"You don't have to worry about this. I guarantee that there will be no problem with your personal safety after entering."
Seeing the man's expression, he seemed to have some doubts.
So he said impatiently:
"Oh, it's clearly written above. Hurry up and move forward. People behind you are still queuing up!"
The man hesitated for a moment and seemed to have made a major decision.
He gritted his teeth and walked towards the door.
He came from a hundred kilometers away, and it was not easy to get here.
It’s impossible to arrive and not go in in the end.
If we go back again, it is estimated that the natural disaster will have already arrived while we are on the road.
After entering the Wengcheng, they underwent strict inspection, then lined up with number plates, waiting to gather fifty people, and entered the trading market together.
big!
"Follow me, don't wander around!" Changsheng looked at the latest group of people who came in, and repeated the words he had repeated hundreds of times in the past few days.
"Everyone should have read the regulations and are not allowed to violate them."
While he was walking with everyone, he pointed at the corpse hanging on the side of the road and said:
"Those people are just fighting in the trading market. If you dare to mess around after entering, this is what will happen."
"Also, you are not allowed to run around after seven o'clock at night."
"No open defecation allowed, there are toilets in every area, here we are!"
He pointed to a toilet built nearby and said: "The toilet is over there. This is where you live. There are six people in a room, and someone will allocate it to you."
"If there is anyone familiar with the room, you can tell me in advance and we will allocate you to a room."
...
After saying this, he handed over to A Hong.
A Hong looked at everyone and said, "If anyone you know well or has a team raises your hand, I will arrange for you to be together."
Seeing more than 20 people raising their hands, Ah Hong asked them to come forward.
Allocate them uniformly.
"Brother, can the seven of us be in the same room?"
There is a team of seven people, and according to the regulations here, six people share a room.
A room for six people is actually very small, only ten square meters in size.
Hearing what this person said, Ah Hong was naturally happy.
This also saves some space.
"OK."
Soon, after arranging the group survivors, he inserted the remaining scattered survivors into the rooms that were not full.
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Chen Er stood on the wall of the trading market and looked at the heavy machine guns placed on the wall.
Stunning.
I thought to myself: This oil city is so rich and equipped with so much firepower.
However, he also knew that the firepower here was only pale in comparison to the firepower of the oil city wall.
The people in charge of the trading market wall are Zhu Xiao and Guo Peng.
Taking the middle of the trading market as the boundary, they each guarded one side in the north and the south.
Chen Er came to the side.
"Zhu Xiao, I heard that Minister Li won't return to your headquarters base?"
Zhu Xiao glanced at him, he was not very familiar with this Chen Er.
He has been in the north and did not stay in the oil city for a long time.
This time when he went south, he met Chen Er for the second time. The previous time was just when he was transferring to the north in Oil City, Chen Er led a team to trade fuel.
"Ang." Zhu Xiao replied lightly.
"It seems like I haven't seen you City Lord for a long time. How is City Lord Li doing lately?"
"have no idea."
"You went to the North, why did you come back? What's going on there now?"
"fine."
"..."
Chen Er looked at this tall man who was two meters tall, covered in muscles, and had a somewhat fierce appearance.
He was extremely speechless, this was his social Waterloo.
I have never met anyone so uncooperative.
Zhu Xiao was also speechless. I'm not familiar with you. What are you going to do with so many questions?
But he knew that the current trading market was established together with their Southern Paradise, a strategic alliance, and they were now helping to manage and guard the trading market together, so they were considered half of their own.
Chen Er felt that Zhu Xiao didn't really want to talk to him, so he didn't ask for trouble.
He ran to the side and took a telescope to look at the survivors outside.
Too many people.
Whether inside or outside the city, there are people everywhere.
....
....
In Oil City.
The third uncle was putting down the radio headset and had just communicated with the Da Zhangshu Base Headquarters. He also knew that Cannon and Gangzi had arrived in the south of Wu City.
Estimating the time, we should be able to cross the cross-river bridge today.
After crossing the cross-river bridge, we will be able to see them at noon tomorrow.
"Ju Tianrui, go find Master Hu and ask him to come over."
Ju Tianrui quickly stood up and asked:
"Minister, please tell me."
"Yesterday, Lao Yi reported that there are already many people trading items privately in the trading market. We can also organize appropriately, coordinate, use the previously designated area as a trading place, and regulate everyone's transactions, otherwise it will be such a mess.
of."
"Okay, is there anything else you want to explain?"
"No, you ask him to come over first and we can have an interview later."
"yes."
Looking at Ju Tianrui's leaving figure, the third uncle stood up and stretched.
It's too busy here.
However, after these two days of sorting out, most things have been sorted out, and there are many things that you don’t need to deal with personally.
There are still three days until the thunderstorm disaster.
Tomorrow evening, the city gate will be completely closed and no one will be allowed in.
Thinking of this, the third uncle couldn't help but wonder how many survivors were in the city now.
"How many people have entered the city now?" Third Uncle picked up the walkie-talkie and asked Liu Jinglue, who was managing the registration in Wengcheng.
Liu Jinglue received the message from his third uncle and paused the registration.
Move the mouse, slide down to the bottom, and reply after seeing the number above:
"As of 3:20 p.m., the total number of people entering the city reached 65,902."
"Does this include people from Southern Paradise?" asked the third uncle.
"include."
"Including our own people?"
"Not included."
The third uncle did some calculations, which means that if the people from Southern Paradise are excluded, there will be as many as 60,000 survivors entering the trading market.
"Okay, I understand." The third uncle put the walkie-talkie back on the left side of his chest.
Sixty thousand people!
The third uncle took a deep breath, touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit it.
call--
The brain is still spinning.
Wall construction has been suspended and lightning rods have been installed.
The water canal has also been arranged, the oil array has been inspected, and the mobile sluice gate has been powered on.
....
One after another, one thing after another flew through the mind of the third uncle.
He kept reviewing what else he had not considered.
After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
One day I will be able to take care of this kind of thing, like in the headquarters base.
It's never his turn.
However, Lao Xie helped him a lot in the past two days.
This old Xie has a bald head, but it is still very worry-free to use.
Thoughts are flying.
Perhaps after this thunderstorm disaster, Ju Tianrui would ask him to return to the headquarters base to rest for a while, leaving the Oil City side to Lao Xie for the time being. That would be fine.
In the past few days, he has also been observing Ju Tianrui, Lao Xie, Lao Yi, Xiao Jun and others.
They used to fight externally, and in terms of combat leadership, both Ju Tianrui and Lao Yi were good.
But in terms of internal affairs management and overall coordination, Lao Xie is still more suitable.
Maybe it's because it's bigger?
Thinking of Lao Xie's stubbornness with only a strand of hair left on his head, the third uncle couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
soon.
As soon as he finished smoking a cigarette, Ju Tianrui invited Mr. Hu over.
"Minister Li."
"Master Tiger, sit down."
After Master Hu sat down, Third Uncle said straight to the point:
"There are many people trading privately in the trading market these two days. I want to regulate it..."
....
South of Wu City.
Cannon woke up after sleeping for six or seven hours and returned to the main driving position.
"There is a cross-river bridge ahead. What's going on with the drone surveillance?"
Cannon has been on this road twice, so he is somewhat familiar with it.
Lao Luo said:
"Don't worry, the drone detected that there are only a dozen zombies up there. We can definitely get through it smoothly."
Li Gang sat in the rest area and looked at the footage captured by the drone on the screen.
Zhao Bi next to him looked at the screen and said:
"This cross-river bridge is relatively short, with a total length of 1,673 meters, less than two kilometers. According to our current driving speed, we can cross it in about 5 minutes."
"However, I suggest that the driving speed should not be too fast. It is most appropriate to reduce the driving speed to 15 kilometers per hour, so that the vehicle body will be more stable."
Li Gang nodded and asked, "Is there any more?"
"I want to get out of the car and check the bridge. I don't know if this bridge has been there for so long..."
Li Gang frowned. They had traveled on this bridge countless times before.
But after all, this time is different. This Big Mac weighs several hundred tons.
Checking is really needed.
So he picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Lao Luo and told him about Zhao Bi's needs.
Lao Luo was a little worried that if this car stopped by the bridge, it might attract zombies...
If you go directly without checking, it will take time for the zombies to react and surround you.
But if you don’t check it, it’s not safe either.
After hesitating again and again, Lao Luo said:
"Let's do this, Xiao Ding, take Zhao Bi and Dai An over for on-site inspection to protect their safety."
"Cannon, please don't let this car get too close to the bridge later. It will stop in about one kilometer."
"A Feng, you control the drone and keep an eye on the zombies around the bridge at all times. If a large number of zombies come out of the water, send a warning immediately."
"yes."
"yes."
"yes."
Everyone received the order.
A few minutes later, they reached the road 1.5 kilometers away from the cross-river bridge.
Crunch——
The speed of the car suddenly decreased and finally stopped.
This is the first time they have stopped the Big Mac in dozens of hours.
Xiao Ding, along with five or six combatants and two experts, got out of the car carrying a small portable electric donkey produced at Da Zhangshu Base.
This little eDonkey has a range of only twenty kilometers and is so small that they can lift it with one hand.
They rode small electric donkeys and rode out from under the car.
It was just Xiao Ding and the others who were wearing black combat uniforms, carrying guns on their backs, and looked tall and mighty.
But he was riding a mini electric donkey, which looked a little funny.
