After this, I successfully grabbed ketchup.

Before I could clean up the mess, the remaining people in front of me grabbed their own and other people's backpacks and left in a hurry. They used their hands and feet as they ran, their eyes narrowed to a slit, and they still endured the pain of their bodies.

The pain moved on the cement road, and it looked like a domestic dog with a broken spine.

It’s not that I mean to belittle these people. Their tone and actions are really like domestic dogs. After all, not many people act based on the atmosphere and the look in their eyes.

"Stay there!" I shouted at a tired southern citizen with my pistol in hand.

"I said! Stay there!" I repeated again, but the other party ignored my warning. On the contrary, he ran harder.

Regardless of whether they are citizens in the south or citizens in the north, when they see the dark clouds before sunset, they will run home in unison, as if they have been summoned by some kind of magic. And I followed them and ran to the street.

I looked around and felt the air was filled with a cold breath.

After a while, these people disappeared at the entrance of the street.

When I raised my head, I noticed that the dark storm clouds in the north had begun to gradually approach the south. When night falls, these flying snowflakes will continue to surround people until it warms up.

, these snowflakes will stop dancing.

"These people...it's hard to believe that they were once civilized people. Man, we can't get in there. There are too many of them." Lao Lan panted and persuaded beside me.

"I agree, but..." I picked up the chopped assault ax and turned it around in my right hand, "Trouble will always find us, as long as we have something eye-catching on us.

"I said.

"Huh?" After I finished speaking, Lao Lan looked at his backpack subconsciously, "What do we have that can attract them? I mean, for a poor person, what do they think we have on us?" he said.

"Food? Water?"

"It's not like they don't have these things." Lao Lan said depressedly.

"You reminded me, man. The resources in this city will not increase. Tens of thousands of people are robbing these limited resources at the same time. If you think everyone will have it, then it really will."

"I don't understand a little bit..."

I raised my index finger and squinted my eyes and explained: "Look, look at the sky, man, look at the sky. This dark cloud represents the reason for these people's confinement. These people have no choice but to find ways to find survival supplies for themselves. As long as these

People can't go anywhere, and they are not far from death."

"Then it's not just a matter of food and water." Lao Lan said, seemingly understanding. "The cold winter will take away the dying people without pain, even if these people are ready to continue living."

"Winter has just begun." I stared at the blizzard in the north, feeling fearful.

"This is the reason why these people are looting..."

"That's right." I pushed the bottle of ketchup into Lao Lan's hand, and then continued: "We have to find a ship!"

We returned to Wei Lao's armored vehicle and informed them of these things at the same time. The four people present may not feel that the cold is terrible, but they cannot escape the pain caused by the cold wind. Whether it is the temperature or the torture, just relying on the weakness of the south

The walls and weak bonfires were unable to withstand the cold from the north.

That's right, the heating facilities in the city have stopped operating, there is no electricity supply, the delivery of hot air from factories has stopped, and all underground equipment has stopped operating. The only things that can still function now are people's hands and the pitiful supplies in this city.

.

The cold weather has moved north to this place. Let alone cooking, even lighting a fire will be a problem. If there is no fuel, the south will be cold and bone-chilling. This is not a winter that ordinary southerners can cope with.

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"What are you talking about? That strange cloud is floating over?" Wei Lao looked at me and Lao Lan panting and was very puzzled.

Yana hurriedly took out a few pieces of canned meat from the newly boiled broth, "I guess your brains must be lacking sugar." She handed a bowl of soup to me, but I didn't react for a while.

"That's not necessarily true, we saw the light of fire." Lao Lan said vaguely while drinking the soup.

"Fire? Who is burning? God!"

"Of course not." I put my hands on my hips and listened depressedly to Wei Lao's answer.

"I'm referring to the other side of the lake, brother. There's a fire on that side." Lao Lan pointed with his chin at the orange-red flames shining with the sparkling waves on the lake. That was the fire reflected on the other side.

"Tianwan, the lake town will light up, waiting for night to fall..." I murmured to myself, looking at the faint red light on the lake, my eyes were blurred for a while, and I even had a feeling towards the opposite side of the lake shore.

Inexplicably curious.

"Where is that place?" I asked again.

"It's all foggy over there, man." Wei Lao reminded me, "If you want to get there, you have to row a boat."

"It's much better than the bone-chilling cold wind in the north." I winked at him, then pulled the glove box in the cabin and pulled out a heavily ink-stained map of the peninsula. Then, I laid it out on the

On the base plate, press it around with soup bowls.

"Here," Lao Lan pointed to the shadow on the ground with his index finger, but I couldn't see anything except Lao Lan's dark shadow.

"Move your hand," I moved the light above my head so that the light could shine directly on the map. Then I took out my dagger and pointed it at the huge lake in the middle of the peninsula.

"Lighthouse area..." Lao Lan looked at the island, which was only one and a half kilometers in diameter, and couldn't help but wonder. "Is this an artificial island?"

"Yes, this used to be a village, and the people there existed when there were still woods and swamps on both sides of the lake." Wei Lao said with chocolate in his mouth, "There was no northern empire at that time."

"Then why haven't we even heard of this place?" I put the dagger back into the sheath, and the dagger made a shuddering sound as it rubbed against the edge.

"Because... there is a curfew in this place, and the sea fog covers it during the day. There are no lights and noise at night, so naturally you can't see it." Yana explained on the side.

"This isn't right, guys." I thought for a moment and then added, "There's no need for a curfew in this place, right?"

"This urban area can be regarded as the Xicheng District in the true sense. It is built on the triangular coast at the mouth of the sea. It has a history of many years. It is not even a member of the peninsula. It is just close to the peninsula. Until the Northern Union

The parliament asked the peninsula government to do this, so we almost never saw the lighthouse twinkling at night." Yana explained carefully to a few of us boys who had no knowledge of geography. At this time, she spoke very energetically and her eyes recovered.

The spirit is like that of a teacher during class.

"What next?" I raised my hand slightly and said, "Why did the Northern United Council impose a curfew after it intervened in the peninsula industry?"

"There are rich oil reserves on the west side of the peninsula, guys." Yana clicked on the topic, and her tone slowly began to lower. "There is almost no machinery and equipment in that place. The Northern Council seems to be hiding something there, so that

The lighting is strictly controlled.”

"Black gold..." I smiled, "The most valuable thing in the southern peninsula, oil can turn poor people into kings. This is the secret."

"There will be enough fuel up there for us to survive this storm. We need to get the fuel up there!" Wei Lao suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!