In the apocalypse of natural disasters, ordinary people can still live wonderfully

The place where Yu Chu died was the place where Mayor Li planned to ambush Commissioner Chiang last time.

That area used to be a suburb of Phoenix. From Phoenix, through this suburb, you can get on the highway.

This area is not big, just a few kilometers long, but because it is close to Phoenix City, it is developing well.

On both sides of the road are small second- and third-floor shops with numerous shops.

Because it is next to the Yellow River, this area has slowly been developed into a tourist spot.

The place is now completely deserted.

In the apocalypse, shops without any protective measures are not suitable for people to survive.

And because of the existence of this abandoned building, it is also a natural ambush location.

Now on this not-narrow road, there are refugees scattered in twos and threes, but the number is large at first glance.

The ruins of the city are filled with smoke and silence all the time.

Endless war and disease have pushed this once prosperous world to the brink of collapse.

Now with new hope of survival, people took their bags and embarked on a long and arduous journey towards the base not far away.

The base is not far away, but it is definitely long and arduous.

People not only have to face the boiling water rain that may fall at any time, but also the tornadoes that blow from time to time.

Also beware of thieves who are after their property.

People were wearing shabby clothes and their bodies were covered with scars and dirt.

They were carrying simple luggage and looked tired and frightened.

People's bags are filled with all kinds of daily necessities.

Someone was pulling a cart piled high with bottled water, food, medical supplies and simple tools.

Someone was riding a bicycle, and behind the left side of the bicycle was a heavy package containing all their belongings.

Someone was hiking, carrying all his luggage on his shoulders.

Without gasoline, transportation tools are extremely scarce.

Solar panels are the most abundant resource, but among the current group of refugees, such equipment is also very rare.

Without transportation, people can only rely on their own feet to move towards their destination step by step.

The base is not far away. I heard that it is still the world that everyone is used to living in in the past, with peace, freedom, and sufficient supplies.

Their faces were full of exhaustion and fear, but their eyes revealed a glimmer of hope for the future.

Although everything in front of me seems apocalyptic, it is unexpectedly harmonious.

Everyone has the same purpose and are on guard against each other, but do not interfere with each other.

But this illusion of harmony collapsed when the Yu family's motorcade appeared.

This world will always suffer not from scarcity but from inequality.

No matter how hard or tired I am, as long as the people around me are the same as me, I can be content.

He was afraid that a tall man would suddenly be thrown in among him. What he thought about most was not envy, but how to break his legs so that he could be as tall as himself.

Just like Napoleon said, you are taller than me, but when I cut off your head, you will be as tall as me.

The refugee team, which was originally moving slowly, stopped when they heard the roar of cars behind them and looked toward the sound.

Such a scene made He Laodao, who was sitting in the lead car, feel numb.

Such a large group of people in ragged clothes, but staring at them with unified expressions, was like a group of zombies that could not smell the breath of living people and entered a dormant state, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

He Laodao asked the team to slow down and everyone was on alert.

The motorcade slowly approached the crowd.

When you get closer, you can see too many emotions in the eyes of this group of people.

There is greed, and their eyes are shining with golden light, as if they have seen a golden mountain and are eager to take it for themselves.

There was fear, their eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, as if the Yu family's motorcade were robbers out hunting and might pounce on them at any time.

There was anger, their eyes were burning with anger, as if their suffering was caused by the Yu family, and they were eager to knock the Yu family's convoy to the ground.

There is joy, and their eyes are shining with smiles, as if they see the fruitful granary right in front of them, which makes people full of hope.

There was everything in their eyes, but there was no retreat or tolerance.

As the Yu family's motorcade slowly approached, this group of refugees, who looked disorganized at first glance, spontaneously switched to organized mode.

Their eyes glowed green, staring closely at the approach of the convoy.

There was no fear in their eyes, no hiding in their bodies, just like zombies who suddenly smelled the scent of a living person, ready to switch to hunting mode at any time.

He Laodao asked the driver to blow the horn.

The driver swallowed and said, "Will this anger them?"

He Laodao said angrily: "Now either turn around and go back, or rush over! Do you have a better idea?"

The driver swallowed again and asked tentatively: "Shall we go back?"

He Laodao slapped the driver on the back of the head: "I have calculated the time. Today we can only advance but not retreat!"

The driver's head was knocked forward, hitting the steering wheel horn button, and a harsh sound resounded throughout this dead land.

The driver discovered to his horror that the refugees had been activated.

I saw the refugees slowly separating to the left and right, slowly opening up a road that was not very wide, but that could certainly be passed by vehicles.

The driver was overjoyed and just gave way.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, but not very fast, and drove towards the road where the refugees gave way.

Soon, the Yu family's motorcade all entered the vacated road.

If He Laodao could have clairvoyance, he would be able to see the current Yu family's motorcade, just like the fillings in the dumplings.

The refugees, like the dumpling wrappers, tightly wrapped the Yu family's motorcade in the middle.

When the driver of the lead car felt that the refugees in front were getting out of the way slower and slower, he finally realized something was wrong.

The driver said in horror: "Master, we are surrounded!"

He Laodao also had beads of sweat on his forehead. He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Get ready to fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black gun muzzles stuck out of the Yu family's motorcade, either from the roof of the car or from the window glass.

A visually impressive heavy machine gun rose from the roof of the lead car.

The refugees on both sides were obviously frightened and ran away to both sides.

The driver of the leading car clutched the steering wheel with sweaty hands and kept honking the horn intermittently.

All the vehicles behind also kept honking their horns, and this time all the horns came together, like an air raid siren, which was harsh and disturbing.

Everyone in the convoy looked outside nervously.

It's best not to be able to afford conflict. They have hot weapons, but if so many people go crazy, ants can kill an elephant.

Some of the refugees outside the convoy ran away, but there were still a large number of people who stared at the convoy without fear of death.

In the apocalypse, if you are no longer afraid of living, are you still afraid of death?

A melee is about to break out.