#387 - Chapter 387: Died on the spot! (The third update)
The next day.
The weather was clear.
It was a little after seven in the morning.
Beside a highway in Longmen County.
A male survivor walked through the wilderness, searching for edible wild plants.
This was one of the easier and safer ways for most survivors to obtain food.
After dawn, the zombies retreated, returning the world to the living humans. Even though plants struggled to grow in the wild, sparse edible vegetation still emerged.
"I'm lucky today! I found a sweet potato seedling so early, and it even has a small sweet potato inside! I'm rich! I'm rich!"
This was a survivor wearing a tattered straw hat and a suit of clothes so dirty that you could hardly tell what they originally looked like.
He might have been a white-collar worker in the city before, but now he was just a pitiful survivor in the apocalypse.
At this moment, his face was full of joy as he carefully placed the sweet potato he found into a hidden pocket in his clothes, not leaving out even a bit of the sweet potato vines and leaves, carefully collecting and storing them all.
Although these vines and leaves were a bit old, they could still fill his stomach if cooked for a long time. Other survivors would be envious when they saw them.
"Damn it! Why is the weather getting hotter and hotter? It's only early morning and it's already a bit hard to breathe, tui!"
He spat.
He casually picked up a yellowed and wrinkled water bottle that he didn't know how long he had used and started drinking.
It was no wonder he was complaining so much, because the weather had been a bit abnormal recently. The temperature was getting higher day by day, and survivors had to take some protective measures before going out.
Otherwise, getting sunstroke or getting sick would really be fatal.
At this time, there were no doctors to see you or prescribe medicine except for enduring it yourself.
Of course.
Every loss has its gain.
The speed at which zombies retreated in this kind of temperature was also faster than usual. Often, as soon as the sky began to turn slightly bright, they would start to leave and find shady places to hide.
And without a strong attraction, they would not easily run out of their hiding places.
It seemed that even zombies were afraid of this high temperature.
In a daze.
Just as this lucky survivor looked up to drink water, he saw a line of cars in the distance on the highway next to him!!
Someone was coming!!
"Pfft!"
"Holy crap!"
He was so startled that he spat out a mouthful of water, and then quickly found a relatively dense bush to hide in.
Survivors who could live to this day would not think that vehicles appearing on the road would help strangers. It would be good enough if they didn't rob you!
He hid behind a bush next to the highway, carefully observing the approaching convoy through the gaps in the bushes.
Soon, he finally saw what this convoy consisted of.
Leading the way were armored vehicles, riot control vehicles, and modified off-road vehicles, with some heavy trucks and two strange vehicles that looked very long and large in the middle.
If he remembered correctly, he remembered that these were called large transport flatbed trucks!
They were specially used to transport equipment such as large excavators. At this time, he didn't know what was loaded behind these two flatbed trucks, only seeing them covered with waterproof tarpaulins, revealing their tall shapes.
Behind them were some more riot control vehicles and armored vehicles.
"Hiss!!!!"
The survivor's eyes widened, his face full of horror as he looked at everything in front of him!
What kind of force was this?!
This configuration was too terrifying!
He shrank himself even more, afraid of being seen by these people.
Before long, the convoy sped past not far from him with a whistling sound, and then slowly disappeared at the end of the road.
"......"
Even after he could no longer see them and waited for nearly a minute, the survivor dared to leave the hiding bush, staring blankly in that direction, unconsciously saying:
"Judging by this posture, it seems like someone is going to be unlucky...."
He had just seen people with machine guns in full armor on some of the vehicles. This was definitely not going out for a picnic!
Not bothering to continue sighing, he quickly left this place.
He was just a loner.
Why would he care about the big shots' affairs?
Did he want to die faster?
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Needless to say, the convoy that appeared on the Longmen County highway was the combat force heading to Shenshi from the Green Source Base!
And this time, Qin Jin was personally leading the team again!
Sitting in the leading riot control vehicle, he stared gloomily in the direction of Shenshi. There, there was a group of people who needed to be completely eliminated today!
"Speed up! Strive to reach the destination in one hour!"
He picked up the walkie-talkie and solemnly ordered again in the team channel.
The speed of the convoy increased again, speeding towards a certain location in Shenshi.
They needed to finish this battle today and return to the Green Source Base in the evening, not planning to spend the night outside, so time was not abundant.
At this time, they didn't care whether the noise was too loud and would attract survivors or zombies.
And it didn't matter if other survivors knew.
Because after this battle today, the result would most likely spread out gradually, and those survivors within Tian Hong's control would also know that the shackles above their heads had been shattered.
Qin Jin just needed to take this opportunity to make the name of Green Source famous!
Tian Hong Group was bound to die today!
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Shenshi Tower Base.
On the first floor, a dozen people were moving the remains of newly killed zombies.
Although their base was well-defended, it also had many shortcomings.
For example, this place belonged to Shenshi, where the zombie density was high. In the morning, there were often some stubborn elements who were reluctant to leave after dawn and were still working overtime.
They needed to allocate personnel to kill these zombies before they could go out, and then do the follow-up work of moving and cleaning up the corpses.
"Psst~~! Finally cleaned up. Old Ghost Huang, shall we go to the Happiness Community in the west district to collect rent later?! There are some nice little ladies there! If the grain and supplies they hand over are not enough, they can use another way to pay it off~~."
One of the burly men wiped the sweat from his face and said to his companion next to him with a wicked smile.
This was the benefit of being a debt collector for their Tian Hong Group.
The amount of grain and supplies to be handed over was stipulated by the headquarters, only more, not less.
But those of them at the bottom could slightly report a little higher.
It could be considered a lucrative place for this job.
The burly man's words aroused wicked smiles from several people around him.
"By the way, why did the headquarters send so many people to the east today? What exactly happened?"
One person next to him asked curiously.
Yes, after they killed the zombies on the ground in the morning, the headquarters sent nearly ten more vehicles to run to the east, seemingly to find something?
"Why care so much?! Does anyone dare to provoke our Tian Hong Group?!"
The burly man laughed and casually replied carelessly.
In the hearts of most of their personnel, Tian Hong was the overlord of this area. Ordinary survivors could only look up to their breath to survive. Only those who were obedient could be qualified to live.
"Relax! Relax! Anyway, it's the end of the world. Just do whatever you want! Maybe you'll die one day, so it's better to enjoy yourself in time!"
"Quickly vent any desires you have, lest you have no chan..."
The burly man grinned and ridiculed his companion. He was quite satisfied with his current life, at least better than the survivors outside, wasn't it?
Just as he was about to say the last word, an unexpected scene appeared!
Bang!
A huge pit suddenly appeared on the burly man's smiling face!
His nose, along with a large part of his oral cavity, instantly disappeared, and a large pile of red and white matter sprayed out of the back of his head in a sputtering manner!
He died on the spot!
(End of this chapter)
