#143 - Chapter 143 Preparations for War
Evening.
Green Source Base.
Ever since President Qin assigned the tasks at noon, the entire base had been filled with a tense atmosphere.
Every department was like a tightly wound spring, focused on preparing the corresponding supplies.
The combat team's vehicles had all completed noise reduction modifications, with some ordinary heavy trucks being directly replaced by newly recovered military heavy trucks.
Two armored vehicles were allocated to the combat team, with the remaining one staying at the base for the defense personnel's use.
On the personnel side, they were also stepping up their familiarization with the newly acquired firearms in the afternoon. With their original foundation, the team members got started very quickly, and Qin Jin was willing to let them use bullets to practice and get proficient as soon as possible.
The armed helicopter had also been test-flown in the afternoon. With their previous experience, Sun Xiaolong and Sun Xiaohu quickly mastered the new equipment. At the same time, they did not forget to add auxiliary fuel tanks to this newly acquired treasure to increase its range.
The armed helicopter's carrying capacity was not much different from that of a medium-sized civilian model, mainly because its armor was too thick and strong, which increased its weight, bringing it back to the same load level.
As for the tank, there were no plans to take it out this time.
With the upgraded equipment, Qin Jin was confident that solving the enemy's problem this time would not be difficult.
They had already obtained all the information they wanted from Fang Tianqing's mouth. To verify the accuracy, they had also conducted multiple comparisons of the confessions to reduce the possibility of fabrication and lies.
Even so, he did not completely believe it.
But it was not a big problem.
With absolute firepower, the results were the same.
Fang Tianqing was now basically left with his last breath, kept only for the sake of unforeseen circumstances tomorrow.
It was a pity that he had killed too quickly and ruthlessly in the morning. At that time, he did not know that the situation would fall into such a situation, and he did not leave one or two more survivors to compare and interrogate for information.
It could only be said that the combat team was being trained too "ferociously" by him.
However, showing mercy during combat was also a big taboo, and it was impossible to balance both often.
As for the other comrade, Zhang Tianqiao, he had lost his value. Dust to dust, earth to earth.
Turning into spring mud to protect the flowers.
He used his own flesh to make outstanding contributions to the growth of the trees outside the base.
Approaching evening.
Qin Jin was collecting feedback on the information in his office, knowing that all preparations were roughly completed.
He had already planned this trip to Yangcheng.
The remaining thing was to wait for departure tomorrow.
He stared at the completed travel plan in his hand, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
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Wan City Shelter.
After the acid rain, order had slowly returned here again.
Those survivors who had rushed into the buildings reluctantly retreated to the outside under the weapon deterrence of the shelter.
Of course, in order to get these survivors out, the shelter also made some compromises.
They sent people to find a lot of sheet metal and other building materials from outside, and handed them over to these survivors to build some simple shacks outside to live in.
At least they would not be rained on next time it rained, and they were more wind-resistant than the previous tents.
Otherwise, many people would be frozen to death in this weather, and it would be even more troublesome if they turned into zombies and caused chaos.
Since the survivors learned that humans would turn into zombies after death, everyone would consciously pay attention to the people around them, just in case these neighbors starved or died of illness without knowing it.
The shelter also deliberately separated the survivors. The previous form of large sleeping bunks had been changed, and even indoors, some partitions were being made.
But no matter what, it was not as comfortable as those high-level personnel who had their own separate rooms.
Brother Chen had become a veteran of the Night Defense Team after experiencing that night of acid rain.
His performance at that time was also deeply appreciated by the Night Defense Captain.
Compared to those original neighbors who joined the Wan City Base together and were still miserably huddled in the shacks outside, starving and freezing, he was doing very well.
At least, given his previous performance, the Night Defense Captain directly changed his residence to the old team members' side, which was a small cubicle separated from a large classroom in one of the shelter's teaching buildings.
When he was not on duty, he could stay in his small indoor nest. The temperature, which was several degrees higher than outside, was enough to make many people jealous.
Not to mention that the Night Defense Team also had some subsidies for food.
In addition to more white porridge, there would occasionally be some small sausages, sauce, salt, and other things that could supplement protein or electrolytes.
After all, the people of the Night Defense Team needed to work hard to resist the harassment of zombies every night, and they could not do it without strength.
Recently, a former female neighbor who had scolded him came to him.
She asked him nicely if she could ask him to intercede with the captain and let her move indoors.
She was even willing to live with Brother Chen.
To serve him.
Of course, Brother Chen sneered at this.
He knew too well what this kind of woman was after.
He himself was not getting enough to eat now, and he had no intention of paying more to satisfy those few minutes.
If he really accepted, after eating his food, this kind of woman would kick him away as soon as she took a fancy to a new prey.
He had seen through it long ago after being in society for many years.
Another thing worth mentioning was his cousin.
After the arrogant break-up before, he seemed to have really joined that so-called gang. In the first few days, he seemed to have really gone out with those people and obtained a lot of food, and he even showed off to him.
He threw a bag of instant noodles in front of him.
He would never forget his cousin's smug and contemptuous eyes.
He did not pick up the bag of instant noodles.
Even in the apocalypse, this little dignity was not worth mentioning compared to the preciousness of food.
He still didn't want to pick it up.
Sometimes.
The person who can hurt a person the most is his family.
It was not known who picked up the bag of instant noodles later.
The two's kinship was completely broken.
Brother Chen felt that his current life was not bad, at least he had a better living environment and better food than before.
Although it was a little tiring at night and there were some risks in resisting zombies.
Zombies were even more terrifying after the acid rain.
Even though the walls had recently been raised to a height of six meters, the impact on the walls every night still made these night defense personnel feel strenuous.
It was difficult for them to completely stab and kill every impacting zombie. Most of the time, they were just pushing down the corpse towers so that they would not stack up to a degree that could threaten the shelter.
It was said that they were preparing to reduce the food standards of the entire shelter again, because the food that could be found outside was really getting less and less.
The weather was getting colder and colder, and the time humans could be active during the day was also getting shorter and shorter.
Winter had just begun, and it was foreseeable that it would be even colder later. Perhaps after a while, they would not be able to go out during the day!
The high-level officials of the shelter wanted to reduce the food supply, so that even if they did not go out this winter, they would still have the last chance to survive the severe winter.
He also heard that the refugee survivors had formed a so-called human rights organization, and elected a person with good eloquence, intending to fight for more benefits for ordinary refugees with the shelter.
He laughed when he heard it.
Some people are either bad or stupid.
Normal people know that human rights in peacetime can still be used to maintain face.
After the collapse of order, the so-called human rights are used to trample on.
A voice without the backing of force.
It's always just a slogan.
(End of this chapter)
