Chapter 1373 Sunrise Crowd
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 them into gold when they fall, 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 is blowing, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Last night, the mobile gate knife rang all night long and never stopped.
The mobile blades at the Da Zhangshu Base have been upgraded several times and are now able to control their movement speed. Last night, the speed of the mobile blades reached 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 guys are here, I'll leave this to you."
Yang Tianlong had a fight. He didn't sleep all night last 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.
"Two wall-climbing zombies were found, 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 bother with the 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 and go down and rest quickly. Let's see how sleepy you are. Tianlong, you are a little weak." Cannon teased.
"Who are you? The young man from Sixty Seconds is so embarrassed to accuse me." Yang Tianlong twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the cannon with a smile.
The cannon suddenly 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, it's not the Chinese medicine doctor's fault. You go to get kidney-tonifying medicine every three days. How can you not let people know about this?"
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 led to the drastic change in Da Pao's temperament and his cruelty.
I don’t know who made this statement.
But many people find it logical.
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 during the 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 the several 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 Da Pao and 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, Cannon didn't even bother to expose them, leaving only a black line.
"Arrange your defenses and prepare to patrol."
"Yes, Brother Pao."
You can hear it now, 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 a distance.
"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. Many lines were drawn on the map with red pen.
There are twelve routes in total for the northwest.
This is only a rough route. The map display is not specific enough and needs to be adjusted according to 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, let's do it this way. We'll set off the day after tomorrow. Let He Ma and the others inspect it carefully. We have to be careful when flying such a long distance."
"Yeah."
After the sun rose, they all knew that the thunderstorm disaster was finally over.
But what needs to be done must be done as usual, and everything is back on track.
Oil City.
The sun rose as usual. Seeing the moment the sun rose, everyone in Oil City and even the trading market breathed a sigh of relief.
No one wanted to go back to the terrifying thunderstorm disaster.
"The sun is out, Minister, should we open the door of the trading market? Let those survivors go out?"
"Open it. I've already said it yesterday, so we have to do it." Uncle San said without hesitation.
"Okay, then I'll make arrangements." Xiao Jun nodded, then ran to the logistics warehouse and took out the weapons handed in by the survivors with Dongtai.
These weapons are stored in a fixed location, and they are marked with marks.
But there are some cold weapons in it, and no one will ever take them away again.
Because these people died in the previous thunderstorm disaster.
As time passed.
It was ten o'clock in the morning in a blink of an eye.
Many survivors gathered near the gate of the city wall in the trading market.
"Lao Wang, are you going out now? Why not wait for two days?"
"What are you waiting for? There will be no food in here."
"You can join the construction team of Building No. 3 in the West District. It's safer than outside."
"It's useless. I only recruited two thousand people. Look how long the team is. Sanpang, you come with me. You can always find food outside."
"I won't go out."
Looking at Sanpang who was as thin as a stick, Lao Wang stopped persuading him.
Rumble---
The gate of the city wall opened on time.
"The door is open, the door is open."
"I said it a long time ago. The people in the oil city are very trustworthy. They said they will open the door at ten o'clock today. How punctual."
"Stop talking, let's go."
After the gate opened, thousands of people surrounding the gate rushed in.
"Beep--"
A long and piercing horn sounded.
"Don't push, don't push, line up! Follow the guardrail!" Xiao Jun shouted at the bustling crowd with a loudspeaker.
There were five guardrails at the gate, and dozens of combatants were maintaining order.
Under the organization of these combatants, the survivors lined up slowly, not daring to act rashly.
After these people entered the city wall, they lined up in front of Liu Jinglüe and others.
"Number plate?"
"45889."
Liu Jinglüe glanced at the number plate in his hand and took it from him.
Confirmed again.
"Name?"
"Liu Anming."
After checking and confirming that it was this person, Liu Jinglüe nodded to the person next to him.
He returned his weapons to him.
It was nothing more than two short knives and a steel skewer. I don't know what he used these steel skewer for.
But Liu Jinglüe and the others were too lazy to ask, after all, everyone had different ways of killing zombies in the end times.
Liu Anming carried a shabby canvas bag and received the two short knives and steel skewer.
He said thank you to Liu Jinglue.
He turned around and walked out of the gate of the trading market.
He was a loner and never followed others.
He was thin and looked at the black ground after walking out of the gate.
This black viscous substance had a wide range, and it was all within a few hundred meters.
He thought about it and remembered the fire in the sky outside the wall and the feeling of lack of oxygen during the thunderstorm disaster.
He realized that this should be the heavy oil extracted from petroleum, which was left after burning zombies.
He stepped towards the black ground.
I didn't expect it to be sticky.
These heavy oils burned zombies, and there were many things in the zombies' bodies that were very easy to burn.
Layer after layer of burning zombie bodies, fused with heavy oil combustion, formed a layer of jelly-like substance similar to asphalt, which hardened and solidified under the sun all day yesterday.
The ground is much easier to walk on than before.
In the past, this place was all mud, and cars sped past under the high temperature, raising dust.
After the rainstorm, the ground was muddy.
Walking on this ground made of countless zombie corpses, Liu Anming's steps became lighter and lighter.
When he reached the intersection of 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 good place, but it's a pity that I can't stay for long."
With a smile on his face, he walked away.
The morning sun stretched his shadow very long.
He walked farther and farther, heading towards the road in the distance.
Many survivors came out of the busy city.
Among these survivors, some were small teams of three or two, and some were medium and large forces like the Cold Blood Army.
After they walked out of the trading market, they were shocked by the black ground.
It is hard to imagine how many zombie corpses are buried on this ground.
For some of them who joined the volunteer team, they saw the scene of the tens of millions of zombies in the oil array on the wall.
But some people did not participate. After seeing this black ground at this moment, they could feel how terrifying it was outside a few days ago.
In the 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 and have a look early." 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 I 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, it happened that Third Uncle also had a lot of things to deal with, so he asked Ju Tianrui to take Lord Hu out of the city gate on his behalf.
Unlike other survivors, Mr. Hu and the others did not need to go through the gate of Wengcheng.
There are four gates in the entire trading market.
However, except for the main entrance, the other three gates have always been sealed.
Never open easily.
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 line 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.
The temperature has risen by three to four degrees today, making it seem a bit hot.
It was still May when I came in, and in the blink of an eye it was the end of August.
It is foreseeable that the temperature will 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 has been produced in the factory. Thanks to the guidance of Lao Dong and others, the production efficiency has been improved. In the past few days, nearly 800 ultraviolet lamps have been 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 number 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 excess 100 units, 30 units will be left for Lao Bi and the others, and the rest will be sent to the Oil City.
After all, there are many people in Oil City, and the defense is not as good as that of the headquarters base.
It is also safer to give them more UV lights.
"Let's make arrangements quickly."
"Okay." He Bing left in a hurry and gathered people to put these ultraviolet lights on the helicopter.
(Ask for monthly ticket)
