The storm that lasted for ten days finally stopped on this day.
To be precise, it was much lighter. The heavy rain was still falling, but the wind was much lighter.
The dark clouds above seemed to be blown away by the strong wind.
The light is no longer so dark, but it still seems to be covered with a veil.
The rain keeps falling with no end in sight.
The low-lying areas on the ground have already been flooded by the ten consecutive days of heavy rain.
.....
Northern Territory.
The building assigned to the Mighty Gang.
"Where did Boss Gao go?"
"Alas... The boss was struck by lightning. We, the Mighty Gang, cannot be without a leader for a day. I propose that Li Chuhe be the new boss of our Mighty Gang!"
Li Chuhe was happy when he heard this, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at someone in the crowd quietly.
Zhou Meng is the only person who is qualified to compete with him for the position of gang leader.
When Zhou Meng heard someone proposed that Li Chuhe be the boss, he stood up angrily and shouted:
"I object! How can he, Li Chuhe, be the boss!?"
Whoosh!
Li Chuhe's face suddenly darkened. He didn't expect Zhou Meng to be so direct.
So he winked at the man who just proposed. He had already won over some people in advance and asked them to speak for him.
Seeing Li Chuhe's eyes, the man understood instantly.
"Zhou Meng, Li Chuhe was originally the second in command of our Mighty Gang. If he is not qualified, who is?"
Zhou Meng patted his chest and said, "Me!"
"Of course it's me! Brothers, if you are willing to follow me, raise your hands! I promise to take you to delicious food and drink!"
Li Chuhe's eyes narrowed and he saw a dozen people in the crowd raising their hands.
Seeing this scene, he instantly understood that this old thief Zhou had also won over some people.
The man next to him who had surrendered to Li Chuhe did not show weakness when he saw this scene:
"Then let's vote, the minority obeys the majority!"
"Those who are willing to let Li Chuhe be the new leader of our Mighty Gang, raise your hands!"
Whoosh!
Dozens of people present raised their hands, obviously many more than Zhou Meng.
The man following Li Chuhe raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhou Meng and said:
"Zhou Meng, you have seen that the minority obeys the majority, and now more people vote for Li Chuhe!"
Zhou Meng's face was uncertain. He was the third in command of the Mighty Gang, but he had never dealt with Li Chuhe.
Asking him to obey Li Chuhe's leadership would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
"I don't accept it!"
Zhou Meng's eyes were as big as copper bells and he shouted to everyone:
"Everyone knows my temper, Lao Zhou. If you are willing to follow me, stand behind me!"
"This Li Chuhe is an insidious villain. Don't be fooled by him."
Li Chuhe heard this and sneered:
"Zhou Meng, don't put gold on your face and pretend to be so great. I remember you were the one who opposed entering the northern border. If we hadn't come over, would we still be alive today?"
Zhou Meng stretched out his neck and was about to refute.
Li Chuhe said again:
"Brothers, we must unite as one. We are in a difficult situation due to natural disasters. If we do not unite and engage in division, we will definitely be looked down upon by other forces or even targeted."
"Once we are divided, our strength will weaken and life will be difficult for everyone."
"I hope everyone will not be deceived by Zhou Meng."
When everyone heard what Li Chuhe said, most of the dozen or so people who originally raised their hands in favor of Zhou Meng becoming the boss suddenly hesitated.
He thought to himself, yes, what Li Chuhe said does make sense.
And judging from the conversation between the two, Li Chuhe obviously has a more overall view and is more considerate of everyone.
From this point of view, this Li Chuhe is indeed more suitable to be the boss.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhou Meng knew that he would never have the chance to become the boss, and if he stayed, there would probably be even fewer people willing to follow him.
So he said to everyone:
"Let me ask you again, is there anyone willing to come with me?"
After a few seconds, two people came out of the crowd.
These two people were the closest to Zhou Meng, and they still chose Zhou Meng at this moment.
Zhou Meng saw that only the two of them came out, and looked a little disappointed at the other people who he thought would definitely follow him.
After seeing Zhou Meng's eyes, those people lowered their heads.
"Brother Zhou!"
"Brother Zhou!"
Zhou Meng's eyes were cold and he glanced at Li Chuhe.
Silently, he led the two of them to pack their things and luggage, and then walked out the door.
"Wait, the things are left behind, people can leave!" That bitch Li Chuhe closed the door and looked at the three of them jokingly.
Zhou Meng was tall, and when he saw that little Kalami, who had only been beside Li Chuhe before, now dared to block his way, he became angry.
He pulled out his long knife and struck it with one blow.
When Li Chuhe saw Zhou Meng coming at him, he rolled and crawled to avoid it.
"You're crazy!"
"Stop him quickly!"
Everyone in the Weimeng Gang hesitated, but still walked slowly.
Zhou Menghe and the two people behind him were holding long swords and their momentum was not weak.
"If you want what I have, come here and let me see if you can take it!" Zhou Meng looked at everyone fiercely.
Seeing Zhou Meng's posture, no one dared to step forward.
After all, he used to be a member of the Mighty Gang, and he knew Zhou Meng well. Zhou Meng was the kind of person with a bad temper and murderous intent, and he also had very strong fighting power.
If you really push him, he will definitely be able to take away a few people.
No one wanted to die, so they all stopped.
When Li Chuhe saw this scene, he came out and said:
"Let them go!"
Everyone stopped and looked at Zhou Meng with complicated expressions.
Faced with Li Chuhe's overtures, Zhou Meng did not appreciate it.
With a cold snort, he walked out of the door with his luggage on his back and stepped into the heavy rain.
.....
"The wind has subsided. Let me open the door and take a look. I wonder how high the zombies are stacked?"
In a sentry tower at the main gate of the northern wall, some people did not retreat in time and stayed here.
When he poked his head out and took a look, the man's heart suddenly dropped.
I saw that although the zombies were only stacked to a height of more than 20 meters, they were only stacked to half the height of the wall.
But the speed visible to the naked eye, the zombies below are stacking up much faster than before.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the storm, there are not only great restrictions on people.
The same goes for these zombies.
When a large number of zombies climb up and pile up, they will be blown down by the strong wind.
The higher you climb, the greater the resistance you encounter from the wind, so these days the height of the zombie stacks has been kept at ten or twenty meters.
It's like a pyramid. The further you go down, the more zombies you get. The densely packed zombies are intertwined and support each other from being blown down by the storm.
To climb to a height of tens of meters, a lot of zombies are needed.
As the storm subsided, the speed at which these zombies piled up suddenly increased.
The zombies are tireless. Every time they are swept down by the strong wind, as long as their heads are not fatally injured, they will still crawl towards the wall.
During the heavy rain, the sensitivity of these zombies increased. They stepped on their companions and kept climbing up.
Even if they are blown down by the wind, blown dozens or hundreds of meters away, and knocked to the ground, they don't know the pain at all and still crawl numbly towards the wall.
More and more people are coming out of the guard tower.
Looking at the tide of zombies outside the wall, I suddenly panicked.
"What should I do? What should I do? The zombies are coming up!"
"Why are you so anxious? There's no way the zombies can crawl up so quickly right now!"
"Now it seems that the storm saved us a few days ago. If it hadn't been for this storm, the zombies below would have climbed up long ago."
"Stop arguing!"
A man with a shotgun stood up.
"Don't say such useless things, hurry up and prepare to fight. Now we have no way to retreat. If we can't defend this wall, we will all die!"
This man with a shotgun in his hand is a small leader of the caravan. The people who come out of this guard tower are basically members of the caravan.
After hearing what he said, everyone suddenly became quiet.
indeed!
Now that we are in this situation, we can only rise to the top, but we have to resist even if we can't.
Once zombies break in, they are all doomed.
"Wang Ran, you go down to the wall, notify the boss, tell him the situation here, and ask him to call a meeting with other forces and send people to reinforce this side of the wall."
Wang Ran heard this and nodded vigorously, "Second brother, I'll go right away!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the wall carrying a mace.
.......
Oil City.
From the thunderstorm disaster at the end of May, to the ten-day storm, now the storm has stopped and the heavy rain continues.
After more than ten days, a small number of survivors in the trading market faced the situation of running out of ammunition and food.
After the storm ended, many survivors here spontaneously traded with each other.
The method of bartering was adopted.
At first, it was just two gangs, Xie Dongming and Feng Jinrong, conducting simple transactions in the building where they were located. They exchanged grain for grain.
Xie Dongming has a lot of smoked pheasants, and he wants to use the smoked pheasants to exchange them for some starchy foods.
Later, after hearing the news, people from the Ax Gang and people from the summer resort coming down from the north came over to buy and trade.
After they started like this, some people followed suit, and this method instantly became popular in the entire trading market.
This is somewhat similar to a bed rendezvous in an antique shop before the end of the world.
They put the things they sell in the room, let others choose, and then quote each other.
There are four relatively concentrated trading places in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the trading market.
In this market, the most precious thing is food.
And it is basically the hardest hard currency.
Basically, people who trade grains will either exchange grains for the same.
Or he has designated something that he needs extremely urgently.
Otherwise, you won’t be able to buy other people’s food at all.
.....
Trading bazaar.
The northwest corner is the area where members of the Northern Territory affiliate live.
A man with a mole at the corner of his mouth quietly walked up to Chen Dachui.
He bumped Chen Dachui with his elbow.
"Sledgehammer, I heard that there is a hey hey place in the row of houses next to it."
"Hehehehe place?"
Chen Dachui frowned, raised his head in confusion and asked:
"What hey hey hey? Ergou, you should fucking explain clearly."
"Brother Zhui, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?" Ergou blinked and said:
"What a little joy!"
Chen Dachui suddenly understood, widened his eyes and asked:
"No, who organized this place? Does it violate the regulations of the trading market?"
Ergou chuckled and said:
"Brother Zhui, I have carefully studied the regulations here. You can't buy or sell by force, right...
I also inquired about the situation there, and I heard that it was founded by a force from Tingfeng Tower. Some women who lacked food joined there voluntarily.
This kind of thing that you and I are willing to do does not violate the regulations."
Chen Dachui rubbed his hands, hesitated for two seconds and asked:
"Is it expensive?"
"It's not expensive. You can get two tortillas for one shot, and you can spend some money while playing." Ergou raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile.
The people who came down from the north were wealthier than most of the survivors.
In addition to the grain stored in oneself, after coming here and participating in the construction of the trading bazaar, one can also get the entire grain.
"Then... let's go take a look?" Chen Dachui was somewhat moved.
Ergou nodded vigorously.
After all, Chen Dachui is the boss of the tattoo party, so he can still afford this kind of small consumption.
As soon as they left, they put on their raincoats and rushed into the heavy rain.
"That house?" Chen Dachui shouted in the rain.
"The whole building in the front and middle is filled with Tingfeng buildings." Ergou replied.
Chen Dachui touched his chest, which was the eight corn cakes he brought.
He hasn't eaten meat for a long time. The recent natural disasters have made him in a bad mood. He wants to have fun today no matter what.
People in the apocalypse don't have many entertainment activities, so things like this are nothing new.
I hurriedly arrived at the building where Tingfeng Building belongs. The door opened, and there were two people beside the door looking boredly at the heavy rain outside.
"We've got a visitor." One of them said to the person next to him as he buttoned his eyes.
The two stood up straight, waiting for the arrival of Chen Dachui and Ergou.
"What services do you provide here?" Chen Dachui shook the rain off his body and asked the two of them.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Everything you want is available."
"Please come in."
Chen Dachui was a little nervous, he was afraid of the immortal jump.
But this is a trading market after all, so if he was cheated, he would file a complaint.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much calmer.
There are two rooms specifically for entertaining guests, and the conditions are a bit rudimentary.
The rooms are separated by cloth strips.
The movements and sounds on both sides can be heard very clearly.
"Come, two distinguished guests, come and choose."
A bald man bit a branch at the corner of his mouth and said to Chen Dachui and the others.
"Can you still choose?" Chen Dachui was a little surprised.
"OK."
The bald man led the two of them to a room with a row of people standing in the room.
Chen Dachui was a little nervous and pointed at two women who looked fatter.
"Two?" Baldhead asked.
I didn't realize it, but these two are quite capable.
"Yes, I'm going to hit two!" Chen Dachui waved his hand and said with high spirits.
"Four tortillas!" The bald man stretched out his hand.
Chen Dachui directly gave eight yuan, and then said to Ergou next to him:
"Second brother, you have a choice too."
"I go first."
humid interior,
The two chosen people followed the sledgehammer to a small cubicle made of cloth strips on three sides.
Chen Dachui excitedly asked the two of them: "What are the regulations?"