Chapter 883 The Caravan of the End of the World
In the dim morning light, beside the suburban road southeast of Peilin District, a three-story rural self-built building revealed a mottled outline in the hazy morning mist.
The condensed dew on the outer wall slowly slid down along the scattered dark red bloodstains. There was also an obvious bloodstain on the ground. The faint smell of blood in the air silently told us that all this had just happened not long ago.
Buzz buzz~~
Amid the low hum of engines, the convoy of cars neatly parked in front of the building woke up to the vibration of engine preheating, with exhaust pipes spewing out bursts of pungent white mist.
1 RV, 4 SUVs, 6 pickup trucks, a total of 11 vehicles, each of which has undergone very professional modifications.
The RV that serves as the core of the fleet is like a steel turtle. A thick layer of diamond-shaped steel plates is welded on the body of the car, and anti-rust paint is applied on the seams. The rear window is replaced by bulletproof glass that was removed from somewhere, and a steel grille as thick as a bowl is welded on the outside, which can not only prevent impact from zombies, but also trap mutant creatures that climb onto the roof.
The four off-road vehicles responsible for leading the way were like steel hedgehogs. A V-shaped guardrail removed from a scrapped truck was welded to the front bumper, and five and a half-meter-long steel bars were embedded in the guardrail. The wheel arches were cut and widened and were fitted with serrated off-road tires. Three-centimeter-high iron spikes were welded to the edge of the wheel hub.
The six pickup trucks responsible for firepower and transportation have different uses, so in addition to the inherent basic defense modifications, they have also extended two functional modifications.
Homemade flamethrowers are fixed to the bottom of the cargo boxes of the two pickup fire trucks. The fuel tanks are liquefied gas tanks removed from gas stations. They can spray out more than 2-meter-long fire dragons in 360 degrees, with amazing power.
The cargo boxes of four transport pickup trucks were surrounded by a 4-meter-high iron net. The top of the fence was welded with criss-crossed steel bars, which looked like twisted thorns.
These modified vehicles are covered with patches and welding marks, exuding a strong apocalyptic wasteland style, and look very much like the mechanical monsters in some cyberpunk themes.
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"Old Wang, has the car been inspected?"
On the third floor, a young man with a shaved head and a resolute face stood at the window and shouted down.
"Almost done! The main power system and weapon system have been checked, and there are still some minor parts left. After that, we can refuel and set off!"
Downstairs, hearing the young man's greeting, Wang Tiezhu, an old auto mechanic in his 40s, replied in a cheerful tone.
As he spoke, the sound of metal collision came from under the chassis of an off-road vehicle nearby as his eldest disciple tinkered with parts.
At the same time, the young apprentice was busy checking the fuel reserves. The "click" sound of the fuel tank cap opening was particularly clear on the empty road.
"Okay, let's finish quickly and have breakfast. We should set off early and try to reach the safe zone established by the army before dark today!"
The young man's voice was loud and high-pitched, very penetrating, especially when he mentioned the words "military safety zone", his tone became noticeably higher.
Before the apocalypse, the young man Tang Wen happened to be an RV enthusiast. Just like many protagonists of online novels, he started with an RV in the apocalypse and developed it all the way to the present, becoming the captain of this 36-member apocalypse survival team.
When the apocalypse first broke out, Tang Wen originally just wanted to drive an RV to survive in the apocalypse, and save sisters, mothers and daughters, school beauties, and female stars by the way, but the reality was getting further and further away from his ideal.
It's so outrageous that I haven't met any of the above types of women. Instead, there are more and more rough men around me, and each of them has special skills. There are experienced auto mechanics, retired soldiers, and chemistry teachers... But there is no school beauty...
This made him doubt that he had received the script of the end of the world. After all, including himself, 36 Tiangang had already gathered...
A group of skilled people gathered together, and pursued the principle of survival above all else. They did not go to any larger place, and specifically targeted independent settlements of the novice village level in remote areas. All in all, the life of the 36-person team in the apocalypse could not be called comfortable, but it was not very tight either.
However, all of this is only material satisfaction. On the spiritual level, as social animals, especially as social animals who have lived in a prosperous first half of their lives, a lively living environment and a rich and exciting entertainment life have almost become their daily routine.
Therefore, for a long time, every time after eating and drinking, the strong withdrawal reaction would double the catalysis of the post-apocalyptic silence and desolation, surrounding them tightly into an airtight and difficult to breathe island.
The pain of forcibly tearing a person away from society is no less than that of a half-mature fetus being cut alive from its mother's womb.
Therefore, even Tang Wen, the team leader, sometimes falls into a state of vanity and confusion, doubting the purpose of his own survival.
Knowing that the road ahead is hopeless, what is the purpose of persisting in the pain along the way? Is it to reach despair?
He felt that all of them had been forced into being footless birds by the end of the world, living in fear and anxiety every day, wandering around in a state of high tension, moving to the next place meaninglessly, and being chased forward all the time...
It's like being trapped in some kind of horrible infinite loop that can never stop until death. It's really driving people crazy!
For this reason, Tang Wen has always had an unknown sense of powerlessness and despair in his heart.
It can be expected that in such an environment, even if the team does not die from tangible damage such as zombies and mutant beasts, it will collapse from within due to the despair that constantly erodes everyone's hearts...
A strong group often collapses from within, and a strong person often perishes within...
As time went by in the apocalypse, Tang Wen could clearly feel that the original faint sense of death in the team was getting worse, and the hostility between teammates was getting stronger and stronger.
Amid the erosion of despair and hostility, many teammates are changing rapidly, from being peaceful, enthusiastic, and optimistic in the past to being depressed, sensitive, and irritable...
They are desperate because they cannot change the despair of despair...
When human ability is far less than conscious cognition, the despair of being unable to change the status quo is no less than being trapped in a nailed coffin...
They hate the end of the world, but they have to live in it.
They hate it but have to do it, so much so that they are in pain every day. If nothing unexpected happens, when the pain reaches the limit of their mental endurance, that is when they are truly destroyed...
But just the day before yesterday, a cannon shot over Yucheng completely shattered the web of despair woven in the end times and saved them from the fate of destruction!
The army is coming!
Tang Wen will never forget the shock he felt that day when the dense barrage of bullets streaked across the sky like meteors!
Just like the sudden sound of spring thunder, the end of the world is full of vitality!
