Thunderstorm disasters have been going on for a month.
Cutting flesh with a dull knife is the most painful, and natural disasters are the most painful.
In the trading bazaar, although the survivors live in similar environments, a strong team of survivors does not have to worry about food pressure and can live quite comfortably.
Even, these forces trade with each other and exchange what they have, and many of the things they want can be exchanged.
But for those survivors living at the bottom, they can only hold on. A few days ago, Oil City called for volunteers, and many people participated, providing more or less food.
Although it's not much, it's enough to keep them alive for a few more days.
Every day, survivors die in the trading market.
Once someone dies, Mr. Hu's people will carry it out and process it centrally to prevent the corpse from being left standing for a long time and causing the plague.
Lao Yi led the patrols and killed many brawlers on the spot. After several rectifications, all the survivors in the trading market understood the behavior of people in Oil City.
Act vigorously and with thunderous means.
Kill as you say, without any room for mercy or negotiation.
This also makes the trading market very harmonious.
Even if there is a conflict between two groups of people, they will only curse a few words and not dare to take action.
You have to endure it even if you can't bear it.
Some large forces do not dare to use their power to bully scattered survivors or small teams.
They know that once someone rings the alarm bell.
The patrol management officers arrived and they would kill you regardless of how many people there were.
After all, all survivors who entered the trading bazaar had handed in their weapons, and they had no power to fight back against managers who owned firearms.
On the fence.
Dongfeng, Guifei, Yu Yang and others came up to change the guard.
In the past few days, it has been extremely peaceful outside the walls of the trading market, with very few zombies.
On the ground outside the wall, there is a layer of black and yellow viscous liquid, which is the residue of zombies burning oil.
"Jiusheng." Dongfeng patted Dai Jiusheng on the shoulder.
"You go down and take our place."
Dai Jiusheng was wiping the rain off his firearm when he looked up and saw Dongfeng walking in from outside the sentry tower.
"Okay." Dai Jiusheng picked up the gun in his hand, stood up and walked towards the outside of the sentry tower.
As soon as he walked out of the guard tower, he saw the imperial concubine walking towards him.
He coughed, nodded towards the imperial concubine, and passed her by.
Chen Er from Southern Paradise was pursuing a noble concubine recently, but she ignored him at all, and he was rejected countless times.
"Old Dai."
The imperial concubine suddenly stopped Dai Jiusheng.
"What?"
"I showed your son to Su Qian. He is probably over there in the cafeteria now."
Because Dai Jiusheng has to work at the fence, he always leaves his children to others to take care of.
The imperial concubine, Su Qian, and Zhong Chuchu were quite familiar with Dai Jiusheng, so Dai Jiusheng often left his son to them when he was on duty.
"Okay, thank you."
"fine."
The imperial concubine replied calmly and walked towards the sentry tower.
Entering the sentry tower, you saw Dongfeng and Chen Er chatting.
Chen Er's eyes lit up when he saw the imperial concubine. He didn't expect that they could be in the same sentry tower.
So he immediately stopped chatting with Dongfeng and walked towards the imperial concubine with a smile on his face.
"What a coincidence, we meet again. Have you eaten?..."
Chen Er looked like a licking dog.
The imperial concubine rolled her eyes when she saw Chen Er, thinking something bad was going on in her heart.
Facing Chen Er, who had nothing to say to him, the imperial concubine ignored him.
Instead, he said to Dongfeng: "Dongfeng, I will go to the sentry tower next door and change positions with Lao Huang, and let him be on duty here with you."
Upon hearing this, Dongfeng looked at the imperial concubine and then at Chen Er, snickering.
"Ahem, do whatever you want, as long as Lao Huang is willing, it doesn't matter to me."
Dongfeng also knew the concubine's temper. If he tried to forcefully build a bridge and speak for Chen Er, it would make the concubine unhappy.
"good."
The imperial concubine nodded and walked towards the outside of the sentry tower without looking back.
"Why..."
Chen Er looked at the imperial concubine's leaving figure, raised her hand and wanted to say something, but felt that it was useless, so she could only sigh.
Dongfeng smiled and said to Chen Er:
"I advise you to give up as soon as possible. If the imperial concubine doesn't like you, it will be useless no matter how hard you try..."
"I know...but it's just..."
Looking beyond the wall, at the hillside eight kilometers away from the trading market.
There was a heavy rain, and under the cover of the rain, the hillside was blurry and unclear.
Thinking of Lao Xie and others on the hillside, the smile on Dongfeng's face gradually disappeared.
Surrounded by so many zombies, you are in deep danger.
I don't know how they will get back, and I don't know how long this heavy rain will keep falling.
well....
"Captain Chen Er, sometimes I quite admire you." Dongfeng suddenly said.
"ah?"
Chen Er raised his head in confusion, looked at Dongfeng and asked, "Why do you say this suddenly?"
"Thunderstorm natural disaster, so many zombies besieging the city, we don't know if we can survive this natural disaster. You have a good attitude and can still think about love. I admire you." Dongfeng sighed sincerely, without any sarcasm in his tone.
mean.
"Aren't you yin and yang me..." Chen Er glanced at Dongfeng suspiciously.
"No, I've been anxious all day long, but I see you are in a good mood, I'm envious."
Chen Er touched his nose and said nonchalantly:
"It's not a mentality, it's just a feeling. I don't know how long I can survive in this environment."
"So, live one day at a time, and don't think about what the future will bring. Live every day as if it's your last."
"I like the imperial concubine, so I'll pursue her. If she doesn't like me... Oh, let's try again. If it doesn't work, forget it."
Dongfeng was a little envious of Chen Er's mentality. Saying and doing are not the same thing. It can be seen that what Chen Er said should be consistent with what he was thinking.
There is not so much anxiety, tension, and worries.
This seems to be a bad show, but it is also a bearish mentality.
Good.
But said the other side.
The imperial concubine came to the sentry tower next door, "Old Huang, let's change positions. You go on duty with Dongfeng, I'm here."
Lao Huang took two puffs of a cigarette made of dried corn silk, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the depressed expression on the imperial concubine's face, making some guesses in his mind.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Captain Chen is next door?"
"Yes, I'm upset. How long has it been? I'm still in the mood to think about this. Who is this?" In front of the familiar old Huang, the imperial concubine said what she was thinking.
"Ha ha."
Lao Huang touched his golden front teeth and smashed them in his mouth.
"If you don't like him, just say so."
"I told you, and you're still pestering me."
"Uh..." Lao Huang was stunned.
"There's nothing I can do about it, I'll go over there."
After saying that, Lao Huang took a plastic bag, wrapped the pipe and tobacco, stuffed it into his arms, and left the sentry tower.
.....
The doomsday driving machine on the hillside is still standing firm amidst the heavy siege of zombies.
Staying in this small, sealed space feels a bit like being imprisoned.
Fortunately, there are more than a dozen people here, so I am not alone.
At the beginning, they were playing backgammon and chatting.
When we got to the back, I felt bored and tired. I lay motionless on the bed and looked at the roof panel in a daze.
Time has become very thick, and days are like years.
"How many days have you been here?" His long hair was like a bird's nest, his hair was unkempt, and he walked from the sleeping compartment to the rest area.
"The sixth day." Gu Long looked at Changsheng and replied weakly.
"It's only the sixth day. It feels like a month has passed..." Changsheng scratched his hair.
"But it seems that the zombies outside are much quieter..."
.....
As time goes by, the smell of the zombie attractant gradually fades.
Some zombies near the hillside are still surrounded because they are relatively close.
But the zombies that were farther away could no longer smell it as the smell of the medicine faded, so they began to walk towards the trading market wall.
There were nearly 100,000 people in the oil city and trading market, and the crowds were so popular that the zombies smelled the human scent and rushed over immediately.
"Zhu Xiao, the zombies are back again, look." The imperial concubine pointed to the outside of the sentry tower and said anxiously.
Zhu Xiao frowned and hurriedly walked out of the sentry tower.
I saw bustling zombies in the distance, heading towards Oil City.
After Zhu Xiao saw this, he turned back to the guard tower, picked up the walkie-talkie and informed the minister of the return of the zombies.
After the third uncle received the news, he immediately ran out of the oil city.
It's only the sixth day, is the effect of the potion useless?
Ju Tianrui came up with his third uncle, looked at the zombies that were getting closer, and asked:
"Minister, do you want to recruit volunteers?"
The third uncle took a telescope and carefully observed the zombies walking outside.
A large number of zombies gathered on the hillside, and they are still there.
But the zombies that were far away from the hillside did not go to the hillside, but to the Oil City.
The number of zombies coming towards Oil City is not very large.
After seeing the situation clearly, the third uncle had a rough idea.
The effect of the potion has been reduced, but it still has an effect.
"Okay, let's start recruiting now."
The third uncle shook the rain off his raincoat and continued:
"It is estimated that the zombies on the hillside will return to the trading market soon."
"Then you watch the recruitment of volunteers, and after the recruitment is completed, let them wait on the wall."
"In addition, use the oil array in rotation, hoping to survive this natural disaster."
The third uncle's tone was a little heavy.
After hearing what his third uncle said, Ju Tianrui nodded and said, "Okay, I understand, I'll make arrangements right now."
"Wait a minute, you will send someone to meet Lao Xie and the others on the wall later," the third uncle added.
"receive."
After explaining this, the third uncle returned to Oil City.
Time is like running water.
A few hours later, the number of zombies under the wall of the trading market gradually increased and surrounded the trading market.
Zhu Xiao took the latest batch of volunteers to the trading market wall.
These volunteers have been asking almost every day in the past few days when the recruitment will be opened again.
Some people have completely exhausted their food reserves and can only rely on participating in the wall to stop zombies to obtain food.
After six days, the recruitment order was finally opened again.
The number of participants can reach tens of thousands.
So it took just over an hour to gather 4,000 people.
Zhang Shi participated again this time, looking as thin as ever.
Compared to half a month ago, there was a hint of vicissitudes and turbidity in his eyes.
He looked at the zombies gathering under the wall with an expressionless face, seemingly without any emotion.
The old uncle is dead, but he must live, otherwise he will fail to live up to the care he has taken over the past few years.
Now he has only one goal: to survive!
Live well!
He had been lying down for the past few days to conserve his strength, but he felt a little weak after being hungry for a few days.
I ate two corn tortillas just after climbing the wall. I felt something in my stomach and I didn't feel so weak.
Feeling the food digesting and his body warming up little by little, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, trying to reduce mental expenditure as much as possible.
Anyway, the zombies are not stacking up now. With the 20-meter-high wall of the trading market, safety is not a worry for the time being.
Zhu Xiao saw that the number of zombies could not pose a threat to the trading market for the time being, so he applied to let these volunteers go down first.
To avoid standing in the rain, which is also a waste of energy.
The third uncle naturally agreed.
Zhang Shi and others got off the fence and waited in Building No. 345.
.....
After another two hours, the number of zombies under the wall of the trading market reached a level that could be stacked.
The number of zombies at the foot of the hillside is also decreasing.
As time goes by, the zombie hill looks like some kind of animal shedding its skin.
Layers after layers of zombies descended from the zombie hill.
Another three hours passed.
The smell of the zombie potion has completely evaporated.
There are still dozens of zombies on top of the Big Mac. The cemetery is in a mess, with collapsed tombstones scattered all over the ground.
"Captain Xie, the people in Oil City said that the zombies have returned there, should we leave?" Changsheng looked at the surveillance screen. The surveillance was not as tightly blocked as before.
Although there are still zombies, at least we can see the cemetery outside.
"Um..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Test it and see if you can start the car..." Lao Xie thought for a while and said.
It was not easy to come out this time, and I felt very stressed.
Although they could not see the scene of the zombies stacking up on the Big Mac from the outside, the roars of countless zombies in the past few days seemed to be ringing in their ears.
Although they were used to the roars of zombies, the sound in their ears still made them tortured.
After receiving Lao Xie's affirmation, Changsheng stood up and hurried to the cockpit.
"Self-check Big Mac operating status."
"Power is normal."
"The weapon system is normal."
"The brakes are OK."
"Put away the armor plates!"
Click, click, click!
The armor plates covering the front of the car were retracted, but the armor plates on both sides of the car were squeezed by the armor plates on the roof, so they stuttered when retracted.
"What's going on?" Lao Xie heard a strange noise and asked Jiuge quickly.
Jiuge pressed himself against the car wall and asked Changsheng to put away the armor plate again, and the clicking sound started again.
"Captain Xie, the outer armor plate should be stuck."
"What consequences will it cause?" Lao Xie frowned and asked:
"Can we still go back?"
Jiuge nodded and said: "The impact is not big. I guess a certain armor plate is dented. Just go back to Oil City and pry it up."
"That's good." Lao Xie breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you have any other questions?" Lao Xie came to the cab and asked.
"How about we start it and give it a try?" Changsheng asked.
"Yeah, that's okay."
After a few minutes, everyone was in their places.
Bah!
Big Mac made a muffled sound.
Emergency tire rotation.
ZiLiuLi——
But the Big Mac didn't move, staying in place.
"What's going on?" Lao Xie asked anxiously.
"The tire of the front car is stuck in the mud... Our car is stuck in the mud. The front part of the car is seriously sunk. The rear tire may not be sunk too deep. I'll try to reverse the car..." Changsheng has a head full of
Sweat profusely.
If a vehicle weighing several hundred tons really got completely stuck in the mud, it probably wouldn't even come to mind.