Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1373 Sunrise Flow
The morning light gradually turned white, and the mist spread through the dense forest.

The mountains and trees in the distance were shrouded in the spiritual morning light.

As the sun gradually rises, all things wake up from their slumber, the foul air is swept away, and waves of freshness make people feel relaxed and happy.

The sunlight shines on the branches and leaves, turning into gold when it falls to the ground, and a faint light ripples on the lake.

On the east side of the outer city wall, close to the cliff, Yang Tianlong stretched 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 switch kept ringing all night and never stopped.

The mobile switch at the Dazhangshu base has been upgraded several times and is now able to adjust the moving speed. Last night, the speed of the mobile switch was turned to the maximum, and it made a clanging sound all night long.

The sharp, piercing sound makes one's teeth ache.

They were on high alert last night and didn't dare to relax at all, guarding against the zombies climbing up the wall.

Two wall-climbing zombies were found. They both crawled in from outside the buffer city, but under the double attack of two layers of mobile gate knives, both zombies were cut down.

Tests have shown that the double movable gate is still feasible, but after the subsequent ultraviolet lamp is manufactured, it still needs to be installed on the wall as an additional protection.

No one knows whether this type of wall-climbing zombie will become faster and break through the mobile switch.

Tread-tap-

Hearing footsteps, Yang Tianlong looked to the right.

"Now that you are here, I will leave this place to you."

Yang Tianlong yawned. He had not slept all night. The person who came was Dapao.

"What happened last night?" Cannon asked curiously.

Yang Tianlong patted his sore thigh. He had been patrolling back and forth in the outer city yesterday.

"We found two wall-climbing zombies, and both were killed by the mobile gate knife."

"The mobile switches in our base are quite powerful. They can kill zombies climbing walls. I think we should not use ultraviolet lamps anymore. Oil City can refer to our headquarters and install three layers of mobile switches."

Yang Tianlong shook his head and said with a serious expression:
"That's different. It's not raining now. What if it rains and the zombies pile up and press down the switch? The ultraviolet lamp is still necessary."

"Okay, stop talking and go downstairs to have a rest. You look so sleepy. Tianlong, you look a little weak." Dapao teased.

"Who's weak? How dare you, the young man with only sixty seconds, say that to me." Yang Tianlong curled the corner of his mouth and looked at the cannon with a smile.

Da Pao was immediately furious, "What the hell is Sixty Seconds Young Master? Who gave me that nickname?"

It's a shame for a man like this to have his pain exposed in front of others.

"I don't know, I heard it from others. Don't be embarrassed. Everyone in the base knows your nickname, Dapao Giegie. You dominate the entire base." Yang Tianlong felt even happier when he saw Dapao's angry look.

"Screw you!"

Da Pao covered his face helplessly, cursing angrily, "Old Hua, this old man has no control over his words. He said a lot of nonsense, and I will cause trouble for him later!"

"Hahaha, this is not the fault of Dr. Hua. You go to get kidney-tonifying medicine every few days, how can people not know about this?"

Dapao's interrogation methods were cruel to begin with, and many people in the base had witnessed his methods and felt extremely physically uncomfortable.

Kidney deficiency and lack of sexual ability caused Dapao's temperament to change so drastically and become so cruel.

I don't know who spread this rumor.

But many people feel that it seems to sound logical.

Some men always look at Cannon with a hint of sympathy and understanding.

The desire to express one's emotions is there but the inability to do so, and this seems understandable when applied to interrogations.

After hearing what Yang Tianlong said, Dapao was obviously a little crazy.

"Get lost, idiot, I'm not weak at all!"

"Hahaha."

Yang Tianlong waved to the several on-duty personnel who were grinning nearby, and asked them to get down from the wall together after a busy night, and hand over the outpost to Dapao and others.

Seeing Yang Tianlong leave, Dapao turned his head and looked at the several staff members on duty who had replaced him.

"Brother Pao, we didn't hear anything."

"Oh, yes, I seem to be unable to hear anything all of a sudden, ah! My ears"

Looking at their exaggerated acting skills, Dapao was too lazy to expose them and was completely speechless.

"Arrange defenses and prepare for patrol."

"Yes, Brother Pao."

You can hear it again now, right?

Damn it.

Which bastard ruined my reputation?

The second outer city.

"Aqiu~"

Lao Bi, who was walking, sneezed loudly 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, we will split into two groups. You will lead Qu Xing and Yu An in one group, and I will lead He Ma and his group."

Lao Luo unfolded the map in his hand, on which many lines were drawn with a red fountain pen.

There are a total of twelve routes for the northwest.

This is just a rough route. The map display is not specific enough and needs to be adjusted based on 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 quick look at it.

"Okay, let's do this. 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."

"Ah."

After the sun rose, they all realized that the thunderstorm 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. When they saw the sun rising, everyone in Oil City and even the trading market breathed a sigh of relief.

No one wants to go back to the horrific thunderstorm disaster.

"The sun is out. Minister, should we open the gates to the trading bazaar and let the survivors out?"

"Open it. We already said it yesterday, so we have to do it." Uncle San said without hesitation.

"Okay, then I'll arrange it." Xiao Jun nodded, then ran to the logistics warehouse and together with Dongtai, took out the weapons handed in by the survivors.

These weapons are stored in a fixed location and are marked on them.

But there are some cold weapons in there, and no one will ever take them away.

Because these people died in the previous thunderstorm disaster.

as time flows.

In a blink of an eye, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

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? You won't get any food if you stay in here."

"You can join the construction team of West District Building No. 3. It's safer than being outside."

"It's useless. We only recruited 2,000 people. Look how long the line is. Sanpang, come with me. We can always find food outside."

“I won’t go out.”

Seeing Sanpang become as thin as a stick, Lao Wang stopped trying to persuade him.

Rumbling--

The gate of the city gate opened on time.

"The door is open. The door is open."

"I told you long ago, the people in Oil City are very trustworthy. They said they would open at 10 o'clock today, so punctual."

"Stop talking and let's go." After the gate opened, thousands of people surrounding the gate rushed in.

"Beep——"

A long, shrill blast from a horn sounded.

"Don't push, don't push, line up! Follow the guardrail!" Xiao Jun shouted to the bustling crowd while holding a loudspeaker.

There are five guardrails at the gate and dozens of combat personnel are maintaining order.

Under the organization of these combatants, the survivors lined up slowly and did not dare to act rashly.

After entering the city wall, these people lined up and walked to Liu Jinglie and others.

"number plate?"

"45889."

Liu Jinglue took a look at the number plate in his hand and took it from him.

double confirm.

"name?"

"Liu Anming."

After comparing and confirming that it was this person, Liu Jinglie nodded to the person next to him.

Give him back his weapon.

There are just two short knives and a steel skewer. I don’t know what he uses these steel skewers for.

However, Liu Jinglie and the others were too lazy to ask. After all, in the apocalypse, everyone has different ways of killing zombies.

Liu Anming, carrying a worn canvas bag, received the two daggers and steel sticks.

He said thank you to Liu Jinglie.

He turned around and walked towards the gate of the trading market.

He is a loner and never follows others.

He was thin and after walking out of the door, he looked at the black ground and was slightly stunned.

This black viscous substance has a very wide range, and it can be seen within hundreds of meters.

After thinking about it, he remembered the fire in the sky outside the wall and the feeling of lack of oxygen during the thunderstorm.

He realized that this should be heavy oil refined from petroleum, what was left after burning the zombies.

Step onto the black ground.

I didn't expect it wouldn't stick to shoes.

These heavy oils burn zombies, as there are many extremely flammable substances in the zombies' bodies.

Layer upon layer of burning zombie corpses, mixed with the burning heavy oil, formed a layer of asphalt-like jelly, which hardened and solidified under the scorching sun all day yesterday.

The ground is much easier to walk on than before.

This place used to be all mud, and cars sped past in the high temperature, raising dust.

After the heavy rain, the ground became muddy.

Walking on this ground made of countless zombie corpses, Liu Anming's steps became lighter and lighter.

He walked to the place where the black ground and the yellow land met, which was the outermost part of the oil array. He looked back at the trading market behind him.

"This is a great place, but it's a pity that I can't stay long."

With a smile on his face, he walked away.

The morning sunlight made his shadow very long.

He walked further and further, towards the road in the distance.

Many survivors came out of the busy city.

Among these survivors, some are small teams of two or three, while others are medium to large forces like the Cold-Blooded Army.

After they walked out of the trading market, they were all shocked by the black ground.

It’s hard to imagine how many zombie bodies are buried on this ground.

For some of those who joined the volunteer team, they witnessed the scene of tens of millions of zombies in the oil array from the wall.

But some people did not participate. After seeing the black ground at this moment, they could feel how terrifying it was outside in the past few days.

In oil city.

Lord Tiger from South Paradise comes to visit in person.

"Mr. Tiger, are you leaving now? Why not stay for two more days?" Uncle San was not surprised to see Mr. Tiger coming to visit.

Their large group came here. After all, South Paradise was their home base, and they hadn't been back for hundreds of days, so they were naturally anxious to go back and take a look.

"No, I want to go back and take a look earlier." Mr. Tiger smiled and shook his head.

Then he pointed at Chen Er next to him and said to Uncle San:

"Minister Li, I asked Chen Er and the others to stay. If there is anything you need to do, just tell him. I have already told him that we will follow your orders here."

Uncle San glanced at Chen Er and nodded slightly.
"You're welcome. I'll take you out."

"Please stay. I know Minister Li has a lot of things to do. You don't have to see me off."

Since that was the case, and Uncle San also had a lot of things to deal with, he asked Ju Tianrui to escort Lord Hu out of the city gate on his behalf.

Unlike other survivors, Tiger Lord and his companions did not need to go out through the city gate.

There are four gates in the entire trading market.

However, except for the main gate, the other three gates have always been sealed.

Never open easily.

This is also for the purpose of better managing the trading market. After all, there are too many people flowing in and out, and no one is allowed in without careful inspection.

Lord Hu and his companions went out from 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 exit through the city gate.

soon.

Lord Tiger then drove out of the trading market.

A sunny day.

The temperature rose by three or four degrees today, and it seems a bit hot.

It was still May when I came in, and in the blink of an eye it was already the end of August.

It is foreseeable that the temperature will continue to rise in the next few days.

Mr. Tiger sat in the back seat of the car, opened the window, and looked at the green mountains in the distance.

It seems like just another day.

Recalling the atmosphere in the dark thunderstorm, the sun was hanging in front of me.

The mountains remain green.

"Speed ​​up and return to South Paradise as quickly as possible."

"Yes, Master Tiger." Wu Xing stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

Another day passed.

Big camphor tree base.

The factory has produced the first batch of ultraviolet lamps. Thanks to the guidance of the boss and other workers, production efficiency has been improved. Nearly 800 ultraviolet lamps have been produced in the past few days.

The original target of 600 units was exceeded.

He Bing hurriedly found his second uncle and reported the number of ultraviolet lamps produced.

When the second uncle heard that the number exceeded the original estimate, he quickly gave a reply:
300 units are needed to build the outer wall of the Dazhangshu base, and 400 units are needed to cover the wall of the trading market. Of the remaining 100 units, 30 will be left for Lao Bi and his team, and the rest will be sent to the Oil City.

After all, there are more people in Oil City, and their defense is not as good as that of the headquarters base.

Giving them some more UV lights would be safer too.

"Let's arrange it quickly."

"Okay." He Bing hurried away and gathered people to install the ultraviolet lamps on the helicopter.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)