Apocalypse Road

"If it wasn't for Brother Lin, I wouldn't even know if I would be able to come back." Yu Qingying said.

Although the armored vehicle was sturdy, the drinking water in the vehicle was completely spilled during the entanglement between Uncle Yu and Ma Mingfeng, and she did not dare to get out of the vehicle rashly by herself.The closer to the base, the more zombies, the more difficult it is for her to move forward. Uncle Yu's corpse is beside her. She has thought about leaving this world with Uncle Yu countless times. Hunger, thirst, regret, despair, and hesitation are always haunting her. She, let her almost go crazy.

"Brother Lin, I really didn't expect you to be so powerful. One person can bring Wei He out of the Twin Towers without any injuries." Qi Feng really admired Lin Yufeng this time. He came back from P City and his whole body seemed to be falling apart. , Lin Yufeng was able to set off again and circle around again. This perseverance and physical strength are not comparable to him.

Hearing Qi Feng's praise, Lin Yufeng smiled lightly and said nothing.

"There are so many zombies in the Twin Towers, why did you bring Wei He out?"

Lin Yufeng is not short, but his figure is relatively thin. Besides Wei He's bear-like size, Qi Feng really can't imagine Lin Yufeng being chased by zombies while carrying Wei He on his back.The people Shi Bin sent would at most assist Lin Yufeng, but he didn't believe that he would put himself in danger of being surrounded by zombies for a stranger.

"We slid the rope directly from the outer wall to the outside of the meeting hall. The zombies didn't catch us, and they scattered throughout the building. There were not many outside the meeting hall." Lin Yufeng finally replied that the zombies hadn't caught up yet. Smart enough to climb walls, as long as they avoid windows, the zombies can at most growl and rage in the building.

"Brother Lin, you are simply my idol!" Qi Feng acted like a nympho girl, and finally amused Lin Yufeng and Yu Qingying who were sombre.

"Don't be funny. How is Shao Han now?"

"What else can I do." When Shao Han Qifeng was mentioned, his face quickly became gloomy, "Let's take a look first."

"Brother Lin."

"how?"

"Brother Qin is just worried about you, don't take it to heart."

Lin Yufeng shook his head, but said nothing.

"He was worried about you just as I was worried about Shao Han. When Shao Han just woke up, I also wanted to beat someone up. If it wasn't for him not recovering, hum!"

"It's not about the slap in the face." Lin Yufeng said in a low voice, "Qi Zai, don't meddle in our matter."

"Brother Lin..."

Lin Yufeng simply stood up, squeezed out of the crowd and left.

Qi Feng stared at Qin Siyuan who was chatting and laughing with Zuo Hongfei, and then looked at Lin Yufeng who had squeezed to the edge of the crowd, and felt that this time it was really a big mess.

As soon as the food restriction order of the XA base was issued, there was an uproar.

In the past, the food provided by the base was only enough to fill seventy percent of their food, but when the people in the base were sweating and working hard on the cultivated land, and they were full of hope for the future, this regulation hit them head and face.

On the one hand, the food restriction order restricts the daily exchange amount of food, and on the other hand, it also reduces the amount of food that can be exchanged for each ticket. Naturally, the value of food stamps declines, and the exchange rate of other items immediately rises. The people of the entire base are facing this situation. Severe inflation without warning.

This is related to everyone's vital interests. The base is like a pot of boiling soup in an instant. There are demonstrations, smashing and venting. There are strikers, abusers, and crying. The base even had to stop for a whole day The Chinese army went out to act and dispatched troops to suppress the resistance of the people in the base.

The apocalypse is no different than before. In this special era, force is everything. The so-called protests quickly collapsed under suppression, and all looters who took advantage of the chaos were arrested and expelled from the base.

At this time, deportation, in other words, is the death penalty, and what is more tormenting than the death penalty is the endless escape and fear before death.

The implementation of the iron and blood policy brought the base back to its previous peaceful state on the surface.

But only on the bright side.

Rumors began to spread out of nowhere that the base hadn't actually expelled the troublemakers, but used them for research experiments.

It's not just the troublemakers now. From the very beginning, the base has established a secret research institute, which specializes in researching the reasons why humans transform into zombies.The base secretly captured people on missions and used them in other ways.

Casualties during missions are normal. The situation outside is so dangerous that people are accustomed to the disappearance of people who go out. Except for close family and friends, they don't even ask a word.

Three people become tigers, and people in trouble always have an unspeakable partiality and concern for bad news. This rumor quickly spread in the base like a raging fire, and various versions were added with embellishments, as true as if the speaker had personally experienced it. over average.

If the food restriction order is a meteorite smashing into the base, stirring up a thousand waves, the rumors are like a weak tropical vortex hidden deep in the base, gathering silently, quietly waiting for the opportunity to form a typhoon.

Recently, the air pressure around Shi Bin is frighteningly low, and the people working under him are always trembling every time they deliver materials at a meeting, for fear of being scolded for saying something wrong.

The hailstorm that night seemed to be a turning point in the weather. The scorching high temperature at the beginning of the apocalypse came quickly, and now it fades at the same speed.

However, in half a month, the temperature dropped steadily, reaching a drop of more than [-] degrees.When there is no sun in the morning and night, white mist can even be seen in the exhaled breath.

When the weather first started to cool, the people were very happy. After being tortured by the high temperature for nearly five months, everyone longed for the coolness to come.And being tortured by the high temperature for too long, many people forget the cold in winter, and the heavy clothes are either used for other purposes or sold cheaply to exchange for food stamps.Facing the sudden drop in temperature, most people in the base were dumbfounded.

Shi Bin also didn't expect God to change at any time. He was caught off guard for a while, keeping warm and preventing the cold was imminent, so he could only postpone the plan to seize food and give priority to raiding the surrounding clothing factories and wholesale markets.

The clothing manufacturing industry in Country Z is mainly concentrated in the southern region. There are industrial factories near City X. There are very few clothing factories. In desperation, Shi Bin can only order the supplies team to search for them from shopping malls and wholesale markets. However, the outbreak of the N171 virus is on the way. It is April, and the clothing industry usually replaces products a season earlier. Most of the inventory is spring or even early summer clothes. In the end, the military can only enter residential buildings to find them. Although this solves the problem of the source of winter clothes, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. For the base To meet the needs of the people in the country, the part brought back by the material team every day is simply a drop in the bucket.

"...Sir."

"What's the matter!" Shi Bin raised his head furiously, staring fiercely at the frightened adjutant.

"Daily reports from the Institute."

Shi Bin felt dizzy looking at the densely packed words on the paper, and there was so much nonsense at any time.

"Just tell me the result."

"Today's vaccine test failed. The experimenter died of myocardial infarction 30 seconds after being injected with the vaccine, and became a mutated zombie 17 minutes later."

Shi Bin took a deep breath.

It's been two weeks, and they thought that with Shao Han as a recovered person, they would soon successfully develop a third-generation vaccine against the N171 virus.

The facts are slapping them every day.

"Is there anything else?" Shi Bin raised his head, and the adjutant's hesitation made him upset.

"...There are more in the back."

"Fuck, fart once! Say it!"

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