End of the World

"You just came back and went out again?" Meng Zihan disagreed.

"It's still early, we need to make more preparations, today we're just doing reconnaissance!" Wu Bin explained.

"Yes, we have drones, don't worry!" Qiao Xinghua assured.

"Okay, then I want to go too!" Meng Zihan said.

Qiao Xinghua was unable to make a decision and could only look at Wu Bin. What else could Wu Bin do but agree.

"Then you guys be careful!" He Yuxin had no choice but to remind a few people.

Lihua is a county-level city with a permanent population of about one million. Rounding it off, it means a few people have to face one million zombies.

There are two fire stations, one is in the city center, forget about it, and the other is on the main road near the suburbs. I'm not sure if the fire truck can move there. Wang Zhong is also accompanying us on this trip, so we don't have to wait until tomorrow if possible.

The once prosperous avenue is now only frequented by zombies. Except for the still blue sky, the avenue is shrouded in death. Some tender green fangs peek out from the cracked road surface, as if peeking at a new world.

An infantry fighting vehicle rumbled over, its wheels crushing the probe's tender teeth, but the world was still dangerous.

As the main road in the city, the road surface is quite spacious, with six lanes in both directions. The road is not as congested as imagined. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but several people actually felt that there seemed to be few zombies outside.

Wu Bin and his men have seen big scenes, and this place doesn't look like a city with millions of zombies at all. If a small county town is like this, will the army abandon the big city and choose to clean up the small city?

"Where is the fire department?" Wu Bin asked.

"Turn left at the next intersection and you'll be there!" Meng Zihan replied.

"What's going on here? Why are there so few zombies?" Dafeng looked around through the periscope.

"Then there is no need for us to launch the drone, let's go straight to the fire station!" said Wu Bin.

There were hundreds of zombies outside the fire station, and the infantry fighting vehicles crushed them back and forth to save everyone from having to take action. When all the zombies outside became crippled, the infantry fighting vehicles broke open the retractable door of the fire station and entered the yard.

There were only a dozen zombies in the yard, and everyone worked together to kill them.

"Xinghua, you release the drone for alert, and Dafeng, you check the yard again." Wu Bin made the arrangements.

When the fire station enters the door, you can see a garage with five parking spaces. At this time, there are only two fire trucks parked inside. After such a long time, the surface of the fire trucks is covered with a layer of dust.

There is only one car in the garage, which is a combat fire truck, a domestically produced Sinotruk HOWO. It looks quite new, but I don’t know what the car is like.

The other one was a Ford Transit with "command vehicle" written on the body of the car, which did not seem to meet Wu Bin's expectations.

"Do you want both cars?" Meng Zihan asked from the side.

"Of course!" Wu Bin nodded. There was no reason for him to return empty-handed.

Wang Zhong began to check the vehicles. Since both vehicles were diesel vehicles, it was easy to deal with. After being left for such a long time, they only needed to drain the air from the oil circuit and the power supply to the vehicle body was disconnected, so there shouldn't be any big problems.

"Brother Bin, there is a fire truck in the backyard!" Dafeng came back after taking a walk and said.

"besides!"

After following Dafeng to the yard, the few of them really saw a Mercedes-Benz combat fire truck parked on the training ground. Even after being exposed to wind and sun for so long, the paint on the body of the truck was still so bright.

"The tires of this car are so big!" Meng Zihan said in surprise. They are almost as big as those of an off-road RV.

"1200r24. It's rare to see cars with tires this big nowadays. This car is at least five years old!" Wang Zhong said.

"What a great car!" Wang Zhong crawled under the car and saw that there was not much rust underneath. The chassis was also sprayed with thick armor paint. If it were an ordinary truck, the screws would have rusted in the morning.

"Is this a water tanker or a foam truck?" Dafeng asked.

"Just go to the back and take a look!" Wu Bin walked to the back of the car and opened the back panel, revealing the water pump operating panel of the fire truck.

"We have both, with water being the main one!" Wu Bin said, pointing to the two instruments above.

The maximum values ​​of the instruments are 8,000 liters for the water tank and 4,000 liters for the foam tank. It is a true main battle fire truck, with a large pump behind the instrument panel.

Several people were curious. They had never seen the back of a fire truck. There were several thick water pipes connected to the water pump. There were six water outlets on each side plus four water suction ports or foam filling ports, which showed how much water the truck could output.

There is a long-barreled duck-bill cannon on the roof, which gets its name because the water outlet of the cannon is yellow and can be closed like a duck's beak. Its maximum water output reaches 80 to 100 liters per second, and its range is about 80 meters.

Ten thousand liters of water, I can’t imagine that adding it to the fleet can completely solve the water problem, but the premise is to ensure that the water is clean, otherwise it can only be added again. After all, the water has been stored for almost a year, which is a bit worrying.

A few people were still studying the control panel in the back. The fire truck made a few rattling sounds, and the exhaust pipe belched out a few puffs of black smoke. It started up with a rumble. Even Wang Zhong, who started it, was surprised, thinking that it would take some effort.

"The exhaust pipe seems to be blowing out some air. It will be fine after warming up the car!" Wang Zhong got out of the car and said to a few people.

"Okay, one for each of us, take both cars in the garage!" Wu Bin said generously.

"Haha, Brother Bin, this car is an automatic transmission!" Dafeng said excitedly as he climbed into the car.

Wu Bin was speechless. Look at your lack of ability. How can such a good car not have automatic transmission?

"It's a bit strange. How can this automatic transmission car have a clutch?" Dafeng said later, there is also a pedal next to the left foot.

"Clutch? Don't say it's the handbrake!" Wu Bin said. He knew that the left pedal of some cars was the handbrake, which was technically called the parking brake. Was it the same for trucks?

"No, the handbrake is here!" Dafeng's driving skills are not very good, but he still recognizes the handbrake.

"I know, that's the clutch, because it controls the water pump at the back!" Wang Zhong is indeed knowledgeable. This is the same as the hydraulic pump of a crane or trailer. The water pump must be connected to the gearbox to get power from the engine.

"This car is different from a motorhome. It's hard to say whether it's automatic or manual. It's best to step on the clutch to change gears!" Wang Zhong said. The gear lever of this car is like an automatic gear. Pushing forward is the forward gear, and pulling back is the reverse gear.

Several people left Dafeng and returned to the garage. Wang Zhong got two cars one after another. The Ford Transit was needless to say, and the back of this Sinotruk Howo was similar to a Mercedes-Benz fire truck, but the car was not as tall as the Mercedes-Benz and the tire size was different.

The front is even more different, with four doors and room for six people including the driver, and a manual transmission. The center console is a little inferior to that of the Mercedes-Benz.

"Let me drive this car!" Wang Zhong patted the Sinotruk fire truck. He knew that others were not good at driving manual transmission trucks.

"Okay, I'll drive the Transit, and Zi Han and Xinghua will ride in the infantry fighting vehicle!" Wu Bin said. The gear position of the Ford Transit is similar to the training car they learned from, so it should not be difficult to drive.

"No, I'd still like to ride in the same car with you. I'll explain to Xinghua!" Meng Zihan said.

"Okay, I have no objection!" Wu Bin spread his hands and guessed what Meng Zihan was going to do.

It was a spectacular sight to see four vehicles forming a convoy on the road, with the infantry fighting vehicle still leading the way. Qiao Xinghua was a little depressed. Meng Zihan actually went to get in Wu Bin's car, probably because of Dafeng's incident.

"Wu Bin, let me be frank. What do you think of me?" Meng Zihan, who was in the co-pilot seat, turned around and asked.

"Do you think it was me who instructed Dafeng?" Wu Bin asked back.

"No, I never thought about it that way. It has nothing to do with Dafeng!"

"It seems like you're still upset about that incident!"

"I'm asking about your attitude!" Meng Zihan said again: "Because I feel awkward with you!"

Wu Bin nodded and said, "That's why I told Yu Xin!"

"Aren't you afraid that she will think too much?" Meng Zihan said.

"It was just unintentional. A person of integrity is not afraid of his own shadow. I know Yu Xin better than you do!"

"Okay, speak openly. You don't have to feel guilty, and you can't let Qiao Xinghua know!"

"Okay, I'll tell Yu Xin, everything will be normal!" Wu Bin understood what Meng Zihan meant. His attitude towards her might arouse Qiao Xinghua's suspicion.

"You should be nicer to Qiao Xinghua. Sometimes he complains in private!" Wu Bin said.

"Complaint, what is he complaining about?" Meng Zihan said somewhat unhappily!

"Look at you, you're like a tigress, how can he not complain?"

"Wu Bin, who are you calling a tigress?" Meng Zihan almost jumped up, and then she realized that Wu Bin was deliberately provoking her!

Wu Bin smiled and said, "You have a bad temper. You should learn to suppress it. It's none of Xinghua's business if someone annoys you. Don't take it out on him all the time. Learn to talk to him!"

"Confide!" Meng Zihan was stunned. When she first met Qiao Xinghua, she would confide in him, but now she almost forgot about it.

"Is He Yuxin like this with you?" Meng Zihan asked.

"She?" Wu Bin shook his head: "Not really, she is used to keeping things in her heart, and I need to open it up!"

"Oh, you too!" Meng Zihan's subtext is that no matter how well you talk, you are still not as good as him. It sounds sarcastic and he wants you to teach me a lesson.

"She is different. Yu Xin is an orphan and has never had any close friends. This is not surprising!" Wu Bin said.

Meng Zihan nodded. She knew about He Yuxin's affairs, but she wasn't as comprehensive as Wu Bin.

"Okay, stop lecturing me. I'll change!" Meng Zihan admitted her mistake. There was no point in arguing with Wu Bin.

Wu Bin thought to himself: Brother, I can only help you up to this point.

Meng Zihan is indeed like what Qiao Xinghua said, easy to talk to when she is in a good mood, but it is a sin to even breathe when she is in a bad mood. Wu Bin is glad that He Yuxin is not like this. She is more rational, can distinguish right from wrong, and has the courage to admit her mistakes.

The only time something went wrong was when we went to Meishan Town Health Center. We let the two people go because we were soft-hearted. It was impossible to argue whether we were right or wrong, and the convoy moved away from there.

The convoy returned to the camp, shocking everyone. With the addition of three vehicles at once, the convoy immediately became much more spacious. These three fire trucks will be managed by the logistics team and are not combat vehicles.

"Captain, we now have eleven vehicles and twelve excavators, and fuel is tight!" Zhao Bofeng said helplessly to Wu Bin.

"I know, the problem now is that we lack drivers!" Wu Bin said, it is impossible for one person to drive two cars.

Zhao Bofeng didn't have any good suggestions. Their repair team could at most assign one more person to be responsible for the car, and leave the rest to Wu Bin to worry about.

There are now twenty people in the convoy, including Ye Yuanxin and An Wenwen's children. Excluding the three of them, two drivers will have to be selected from the remaining seventeen people.