The morning light gradually turned white, and the mist spread among the dense forests.
The mountains and trees in the distance are shrouded in the spiritual morning light.
As the sun gradually rises, everything wakes up from its slumber, the turbid air is swept away, and the refreshing feeling makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The sun shines on the branches and leaves, turning the ground into gold, and the lake water casts a faint light.
Yang Tianlong, who was on the east side of the outer city wall and close to the cliff, stretched out and looked at the lake under the cliff.
The lake is rippling with a layer of golden light, and the morning breeze blows, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Last night, the mobile gate rang all night long and never stopped.
The mobile blades at the Da Zhangshu base have been upgraded several times and can now control their movement speed. Last night, the speed of the mobile blades was at its maximum, making a clanging sound all night long.
The sharp piercing sound makes one's teeth feel sore.
They were so nervous last night that they didn't dare to relax at all, and were on guard against the zombies climbing the wall.
Two wall-climbing zombies were discovered. They both crawled in from outside the buffer city, but under the double blockage of the two-layer mobile gate knives, both zombies were cut away.
Tests have proven that dual movable gate blades are still possible, but after the subsequent ultraviolet lamps are manufactured, they still need to be installed on the fence as a multiple protection.
No one knows whether this kind of wall-climbing zombie will become faster and break through the mobile gate.
Tap tap tap——
Hearing the footsteps, Yang Tianlong looked to the right.
"You're here, I'll leave this to you."
Yang Tianlong had a fight. He had not slept all night, and the person who came was none other than Cannon.
"How was it last night?" Cannon asked curiously.
Yang Tianlong patted his sore thigh. He had been patrolling back and forth in the outer city yesterday.
"I found two wall-climbing zombies, and they were both killed by the mobile knife."
"The mobile knives in our base are very powerful. They can also kill wall-climbing zombies. If you ask me, don't install those ultraviolet lights. The people in Oil City can refer to our headquarters base and install three layers of movable knives.
"
Yang Tianlong shook his head and said solemnly:
"That's different. It's not raining now. What if it rains and zombies pile up and suppress the knife? Ultraviolet lights are still necessary."
"Okay, stop talking, go down and have a rest. Let's see how sleepy you are. Tianlong, you are a little weak." Cannon teased.
"Who are you? The young man from Sixty Seconds has the nerve to accuse me..." Yang Tianlong twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the cannon with a smile.
The cannon immediately exploded, "What the fuck is that Sixty Second Young Man? Who the hell gave me this nickname?"
It's so humiliating for such a man's pain point to be exposed in front of his face.
"I don't know, I've heard people say it too. Oh, don't be embarrassed. Who in the entire base doesn't know your name, Big Cannon, giegie? The entire base in Weizhen." Yang Tianlong felt even more happy when he saw Cannon getting angry with embarrassment.
.
"screw you!"
Cannon hid his face helplessly and cursed angrily, "This old man, Lao Hua, has no clue what he's talking about. If you make random remarks, you'll find trouble with him later!"
"Hahaha, I don't blame the Chinese doctors for this. You go to get kidney-tonifying medicine every three days, how can you not let people know..."
Cannon was originally known for his cruel interrogation methods. Many people in the base had seen his interrogation techniques and were extremely physically uncomfortable.
Kidney deficiency and lack of sexual intercourse ability caused Cannon's temperament to change drastically and become so cruel.
I don’t know who spread this statement.
But many people feel as if...listen to logic.
Some men always look at cannon with a hint of sympathy and understanding.
It seems understandable that he is unable to vent his emotions due to his excessive ambition but insufficient strength when it comes to interrogation.
After hearing what Yang Tianlong said, Da Pao was obviously a little crazy.
"Go away, you idiot, I'm not weak!"
"Hahaha."
Yang Tianlong waved to a few snickering officers on duty next to them, asking them to get off the wall together after a busy night, and hand over the guard post to Cannon and the others.
Seeing Yang Tianlong leaving, Da Pao turned his head and looked at the several replacement personnel on duty behind him.
"Brother Pao, we didn't hear anything."
"Ah, yes, I can't seem to hear anymore, ah! My ears..."
....
Looking at their exaggerated acting skills, Big Cannon didn't even bother to expose them, leaving them with a black line.
"Arrange your defenses and prepare to patrol."
"Yes, Brother Pao."
Now you can hear it again, right?
Damn it.
Who is it that ruined my reputation?
.....
The second outer city.
"Aqiu~"
Lao Bi, who was walking, sneezed heavily and frowned, "Who is scolding me?"
"Lao Bi." A shout came from afar.
"Hey! Here we come."
Lao Bi hurried to the entrance of the maintenance factory, where seven or eight helicopters were parked.
Outside the helicopter, He Ma and others were refueling the helicopter, and some people were pushing fuel barrels onto the helicopter.
"Lao Bi, when the time comes, we will be divided into two groups. You will lead Qu Xing, Yu An and others will be in one group, and I will lead He Ma and others in one group."
Lao Luo unfolded the map in his hand, and many lines were drawn on the map with a red pen.
For the northwest, there are a total of twelve routes.
This is just a rough route. The map display is not specific enough and needs to be adjusted based on the actual flight.
"I'll be in charge of Ning Province, and you'll be in charge of Shaanxi Province. Do you think this will work?"
Lao Bi looked at the map in his hand and took a cursory glance.
"Okay, just follow this. We will set off the day after tomorrow. Let Hema and the others inspect it carefully. Flying such a long distance... you have to be careful."
"Um."
After the sun rose, they all understood that the thunderstorm disaster had finally passed.
But what needs to be done is done as usual, and everything is back on track.
.....
Oil City.
The sun rose as usual. The moment they saw the sun rising, everyone in the oil city and even the trading market breathed a sigh of relief.
No one wants to go back to the horrific thunderstorm disaster.
"The sun is coming out. Minister, should we open the door to the trading market and let the survivors out?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Open it, I already said what I said yesterday, so of course I have to do it." The third uncle said without hesitation.
"Okay, then I'll make some arrangements." Xiao Jun nodded, then ran to the logistics warehouse, and together with Dongtai, took out the weapons handed in by the survivors.
These weapons are stored in a fixed location and marked with marks.
But there are some cold weapons inside that no one will take away anymore.
Because these people died in the previous thunderstorm disaster.
as time flows.
In a blink of an eye, it’s ten o’clock in the morning.
Many survivors gathered near the gate of the trading market near the Wengcheng.
"Lao Wang, are you going out now? Don't wait for two days?"
"What are you waiting for? You won't get anything to eat if you stay here."
"You can join the construction team of Building 3 in the West District. It's safer than being outside."
"It's useless. Just recruit two thousand people. Look how long the queue is... San Fatty, you can go out with me. You can always find something to eat outside."
"I won't go out..."
Seeing the fat man who had become as thin as a stick, Lao Wang stopped trying to persuade him.
Rumble——
The gate of Wengcheng opened on time.
"The door is open, the door is open."
"I've told you a long time ago that the people in Oil City are very trustworthy. They said they would open at ten o'clock today. How punctual."
"Stop being so pushy and leave quickly."
After the gate opened, thousands of people surrounding the gate rushed in.
"Beep——"
A long and piercing trumpet sounded.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd, line up! Follow the guardrail!" Xiao Jun shouted to the bustling crowd with a loudspeaker.
There are five guardrails placed at the gate, and dozens of combat personnel are maintaining order.
Under the organization of these combatants, the survivors slowly lined up, not daring to make mistakes.
After these people entered Wengcheng, they lined up and walked in front of Liu Jinglue and others.
"number plate?"
"45889."
Liu Jinglue glanced at the number plate in his hand and took it from him.
double confirm.
"name?"
"Liu Anming."
After confirming that it was this person, Liu Jinglue nodded towards the person next to him.
Returned his weapon to him.
It was nothing more than two short knives and a steel stick. I don’t know what the use of these steel sticks was.
However, Liu Jinglue and the others didn't bother to ask. After all, in the apocalypse, everyone has different ways of killing zombies.
Liu Anming was carrying a worn canvas bag and received the two short knives and steel sticks.
He said thank you to Liu Jinglue.
He turned around and walked outside the gate of the trading market.
He is a loner and never follows anyone else.
The thin man walked out of the door and looked at the black ground, slightly stunned.
This black goo has a very wide range, covering hundreds of meters within sight.
After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that during a thunderstorm, he had seen the fire in the sky outside the wall and felt the lack of oxygen.
He realized that this should be heavy oil refined from petroleum, something left over after burning zombies.
Stepping towards the black ground.
I didn't expect that it wouldn't stick to my shoes.
These heavy oils burn zombies, and there are many highly flammable things in their bodies.
Layers upon layers of burning zombie corpses, combined with heavy oil burning materials, formed a layer of asphalt-like gel that hardened and solidified under the sun all day yesterday.
The ground is much easier to walk on than before.
In the past, this area was filled with dirt, and the cars were speeding by under the high temperature, causing dust to fly.
After heavy rain, the ground becomes muddy.
Walking on this ground made of countless zombie corpses, Liu Anming's steps became more and more brisk.
When he reached the intersection between the black ground and the yellow land, which was the outermost position of the oil array, he looked back at the trading market behind him.
"This is a great place, but it's a pity that I can't stay here for a long time."
With a smile on his lips, he walked away.
The morning sun stretched his shadow very long.
He walked further and further towards the road in the distance.
.....
In the busy Wengcheng, many survivors came out one after another.
Some of these survivors are small teams of twos and threes, while others are medium and large forces like the Cold-Blooded Army.
After they walked out of the trading market, they were all shocked by the black ground.
It is unimaginable how many zombie corpses are buried on the ground.
For some of them who joined the volunteer team, they had seen with their own eyes the scene of tens of millions of zombies in the oil array on the fence.
But some people did not participate. After seeing this black ground at this moment, they can feel how scary it was outside in the past few days.
In oil city.
Mr. Tiger from Southern Paradise paid a personal visit.
"Master Tiger is leaving now? Why don't you stay for two more days?" The third uncle was not surprised to see Master Tiger visiting.
They came here in large numbers. After all, Southern Paradise is their home base. They haven't been back for hundreds of days, so they are naturally anxious to go back and have a look.
"No, I want to go back early and have a look." Master Hu smiled and shook his head.
Then he pointed to Chen Er beside him and said to his third uncle:
"Minister Li, I asked Chen Er and the others to stay. If you have anything to do, just tell him directly. I have already made an agreement with him, and we will listen to you here."
The third uncle glanced at Chen Er, nodded slightly and said:
"You're welcome, I'll take you out."
"Stay here. I know that Minister Li has many things to do, so there's no need to send them away."
Now that everything was said, Third Uncle happened to have a lot of things to deal with, so he asked Ju Tianrui to take Lord Hu out of the city gate on his behalf.
What is different from other survivors is that Hu Ye and others do not need to go through the gate of Wengcheng when they go out.
There are four gates in the entire trading market.
However, except for the main entrance, the other three gates have always been sealed.
It's never easy to open.
This is also to better manage the trading market. After all, there are too many people flowing in and out. We dare not let people in without careful inspection.
Mr. Hu and the others went out through the south gate.
After all, they have a strategic alliance with Oil City and are exempt from inspection.
So there is no need to queue up with other survivors and go out through the gate of Wengcheng.
soon.
Mr. Hu came out of the trading market in his car.
Lang Lang Sunny Day.
The temperature has risen by three or four degrees today, making it a bit hot.
It was still May when I came in, and it was already the end of August in the blink of an eye.
It is foreseeable that the temperature will continue to rise in the next few days.
Master Hu sat in the back seat of the car, opened the window, and looked at the green mountains in the distance.
It seems like the next day.
Recalling the atmosphere under the dark thunderstorm, the sun hung in front of me,
The green hills remain the same.
"Speed up and return to Southern Paradise as quickly as possible."
"Yes, Master Hu." Wu Xing stepped on the accelerator and moved forward with a bang.
...........
Another day passed.
Big camphor tree base.
The first batch of ultraviolet lamps was produced in the factory. Thanks to the guidance of Lao Dong and the workers, the production efficiency was improved. In the past few days, nearly 800 ultraviolet lamps were produced.
The original target of 600 units was exceeded.
He Bing hurriedly found his second uncle and reported the number of ultraviolet lamps produced.
After the second uncle heard that the quantity exceeded the original estimate, he quickly gave a reply:
300 units are needed for the outer city wall of the Da Zhangshu base, and 400 units are needed to cover the trading market wall. Of the remaining 100 units, 30 units are left for Lao Bi and the others, and the rest are sent to the Oil City.
After all, the Oil City side has a lot of people and its defenses are not as good as the headquarters base side.
It would also be safer to give them more UV lights.
"Let's arrange it quickly."
"Okay." He Bing left in a hurry and gathered people to install these ultraviolet lights on the helicopter.