End of the World

"There are a lot of contraband. Where did the guns come from?"

When the mezzanine was opened, the guns were found to be wrapped in plastic film and lying quietly inside. If it were not for Liu Xing's guidance, no one would have thought that there were guns hidden here.

Chen Guangjun picked up a gun, which was a 95 police version. In fact, it was no different from the ones used by the army, except that the gun body number was different, just like the frame number of a car.

"The guns were taken from the SWAT vehicle. When we were working on the train, many were left under the train station!" Liu Xing said. At that time, he and other survivors heard the broadcast that the train station was under police control and they wanted to go over there.

But when they arrived, the police had already withdrawn and there were many signs of fighting at the train station. It must be that the police could not hold on.

Chen Guangjun nodded. On the day of the disaster, if he and his partner had not been handling other tasks, they should have gone to the government agency. He felt lucky enough to think about it.

"And these guns...?"

Liu Xing asked cautiously. He was naturally unwilling to have everything taken away from him, but he had no choice but to give in for now.

"Take your guns and do your own thing!"

Wu Bin spoke up, not wanting to get involved, bullets have no eyes.

So Liu Xing called a few people, took up their guns and prepared to fight with Luo Tong. The four men watched the show leisurely. If the train was not heading west, the four men would have wanted to seize it as well.

Soon there was fierce gunfire coming from outside. Luo Tong had no idea where Liu Xing got the guns. His men were already injured and could not hold on at all.

The four people lamented that human life was worthless. They finally survived but died at the hands of their own kind.

The gunshots soon stopped, and the four thought it was about time. Then they heard the sound of the train starting, but the carriage under their feet did not move.

My goodness, Liu Xing was quite cunning. He secretly had someone open the rear carriage, and a strong man threw two backpacks over. They were filled with food and water, which was not too much.

"Damn, this guy is so awesome!" Dafeng couldn't help but curse.

All three of them laughed out loud.

"That's great, it's good for all of us!" Wu Bin looked at the train going away.

"Liu Xing tried his best to avoid the second Luo Tong, but we are not going west!" Chen Guangjun picked up his backpack. This man still had a conscience.

"I just feel so unhappy because I was fooled!" Dafeng was depressed.

The four of them left the railway before the zombies surrounded them.

The train took the four people astray for dozens of kilometers, and the map was confiscated by Luo Tong, so it seemed that they could only go back along the railway.

"Bang, bang, bang! The Railway Guerrillas should really pry up the rails and let that bastard carry the train across!"

Dafeng kept muttering along the way. The four of them walked on the railway for a day and finally returned to the place where the car accident happened. There were many zombies on the railway.

When they got here, the four of them were able to identify the direction. They were about to reach the highway exit, and they had to find another car in the snow.

The Haixi Expressway runs westwards to the border provinces and eastwards to the eastern coastal areas. It can be said to be the main channel running through the eastern and western provinces. Therefore, there are many trucks on the road, which gives us a glimpse of how busy it used to be.

The four of them worked together to get a car. In the back of the car was some kind of metal product. The four of them couldn't understand it and it was of no use to them, so Chen Guangjun unloaded the car.

Without the restraint of the car body, the front of the car can drive very fast on the highway and have a smooth journey.

But it was also a little strange. The highway seemed to have been specially cleaned up. All the abandoned vehicles were parked on the side of the road, and there were many wheel marks on the road, proving that a car had passed through here recently.

The journey is not always smooth. When we were about to arrive at a service area, the vehicle suddenly drifted in direction and a strange hissing sound came from the wheels.

The car was not going very fast, and emergency braking would not necessarily stop the vehicle immediately. The vehicle still slid to the side of the road and hit the guardrail.

"The vehicle has a flat tire, stay in the car and don't move!"

Chen Guangjun unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. As expected, all ten tires of the car were flat. Fortunately, the car was not going very fast and there was a long downhill slope after passing the service area ahead.

There was a rustling sound coming from the grass by the roadside.

Chen Guangjun slowly retreated to the car door, but it was too late. Several people with AKs, heads wrapped in scarves and faces covered came out.

There was no mistake about this image; it was the rebels. They had not withdrawn, and the four men had the bad luck to run into them.

The three people in the car soon spotted the rebels surrounding them, but they did not dare to move because there were more than a dozen guns pointed at them.

The four were captured again. A man who seemed to be the leader looked at the four people, said something to the others that the four people could not understand, called a pickup truck, and took the four people back.

There was no big camp this time. They were all hiding in a small factory. They didn't even dare to hang up their flags, but just nailed them on the wall of the factory.

I think Feibao dealt them a heavy blow last time, but unfortunately, the four of them came to visit them again. I hope they won’t run into Feibao, as most of the time nothing good happens.

There are other people imprisoned in the warehouse, but not as many as in the last camp. I wonder why they captured so many people?

The prisoner just glanced at the four newcomers and lowered his head again, but his mental state was better than the last time he saw him.

At this moment, in another factory building, there are many specially made cages. There are several people in white coats in front, observing the people imprisoned in the cages. Some of them have turned into zombies.

That's right, they are conducting experiments. They first check the body of every survivor, and if there are scars, preferably bite marks, they are using the most cruel method to find the so-called antibodies.

They call these survivors pioneers of a great cause, but this is just to cover up their sins. If there is still a savior in this world, it is definitely not them.

"The 70th batch failed, have someone deal with it!"

The people in white coats were very indifferent. They wrote down a few numbers and left to prepare for the next experiment.

The leader of the Flying Wolf Gang here frowned when he learned that they had failed again. They couldn't deal with all the corpses, and the people they had captured now couldn't survive for a week. He had no way of finding more people, and the patrols often returned empty-handed.

"You, you, and you all!"

The rebels entered the cage and pointed at five people.

"No, no, don't, choose him, don't look for me!"

The people who were pointed out were all scared to the point of peeing their pants. Before they could struggle, a dozen rebels forcibly grabbed them out. They all kept begging for mercy.

After the rebels took their men away, the others subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had survived the day. The wait for death to come was almost too much to bear.

The rebels brought dinner, one bun for each person, not as abnormal as last time.

"Brother, please forgive me. I haven't done anything bad. Please let me live!"

One man had a mental breakdown. He took a bite of his steamed bun and kowtowed to the rebels. His head banged against the ground, making a loud bang. His forehead started bleeding after a few hits.

"Get off!"

The rebel spoke impatiently in not very fluent Mandarin and kicked the man away.

The man stood up and crawled over like a dog.

"Brother, please, let me live!"

The rebels were getting impatient.

"Okay, you can go out now!"

"Thank you, thank you, brother!"

The man crawled out of the cage, and the others just watched, most of them shaking their heads.

The man climbed out of the cage, but three people appeared blocking the door. Looking up, he saw that they were the leader in charge.

He looked at the man with contempt and tapped the ground with his right foot, indicating that he should lick his boots. The man licked them without thinking, and looked like he was eating some delicious food.

The leader smiled even more, and then motioned for someone to take him outside.

"Whoever helps me lick my boots, I'll let you out!"

After hearing what the leader said, several people immediately became interested, but more people saw the situation and thought that the rebels could not be so kind.

Then the three men and women went up and did the same. When their tongues touched the boots, a foul odor rushed to their heads, fishy and smelly. They did not dare to dislike it and pretended to enjoy it.

The leader looked at the boots, which were as shiny as new, and was very satisfied. The boots were covered with the black blood of zombies.

"Who else?"

Everyone was silent, Dafeng lowered his head and spoke quietly.

"How about we go too?"

"No, there are too many of them, unless everyone here cooperates!" Wu Bin shook his head. Didn't he see that all the rebels looked alert?

No one answered for a long while. The leader smiled faintly and asked someone to close the prison door.

Some people secretly loosened their fists, obviously having the same idea as Dafeng, but unfortunately no one wanted to take the lead.

Over the next two days, people were dragged out from time to time. Some tried to resist but were beaten to pieces. No one knew what happened except themselves.

The four of them kept trying to find an opening, and agreed that if they were caught, they would go together and see what the situation was at that time. No matter what, they would fight to the death.

"You, you, all of you, come out!"

Finally, the rebels found four people, plus another man, and they came to pick up people at this time every day.

Chen Guangjun glanced around and saw that there were more than a dozen guards. There was no chance at all. If it was a one-on-one fight, there would still be a chance of winning. But now even the king of soldiers felt it was difficult. Forget it, just die and fight for a chance of survival.

The four people had just come out and had not yet reached the isolation factory when the leader came over and ordered them to terminate the experiment.

The so-called antibodies were found in the northwest, so they immediately stopped their work and returned to the northwest. The Sichuan-Ling military also knew the news that they had found the antibodies.

The higher-ups speculated that the military might send special forces to infiltrate, so they had to tighten their defenses.

The rebels all breathed a sigh of relief, as they could finally go back. They had been a little nervous every day here, as the requirements from above were very strict, and they had to make a lot of noise, fearing that military planes would fly overhead and bomb them.

You have to know that hundreds of their people died in air strikes, more than those who died at the hands of zombies, and the total number of people who went on the mission was no more than a thousand.

The four were put back into the cage, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while, the roar of a helicopter was heard in the sky. It was sent to pick up those devils in white coats. The leader would take the second trip, and the others would all go by land.

The sky is definitely safer than the ground. As long as you don't encounter corpse moths or planes from the shelter, helicopters flying low in the valley will find it difficult to be detected by fighter jets' radars.

Two hours later, the second helicopter arrived. The leader boarded the plane happily, thinking that he could go home to see his wife and children soon. He could not suppress his inner joy.