Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1571 Why is the symbol of Oil City a tree?

As Mende guessed,
After a whole night of interrogation, Wang Ou, Wang Gang and others refused to confess, but Meng Ziming was the only one who confessed everything.

Including the fact that there is a mountaintop force nearby, which is also explained.

For the colonel and his men, now is the end of the world. Before the end of the world, they were not disciplined people, and after the end of the world, there is no discipline at all.

Since you have decided not to return to the ship, you have to find a way to survive.

When they learned that most of the survivors here had no guns, the colonel developed an ambition in his heart.

He wants to be a governor in this foreign country!

Expand his power, capture these survivors to help him work, and help him resist zombies.

If there is a food crisis, these people can also be used as food.

They had been suppressed for too long during the time they were on the ship.

Seeing Vicky walking out of the room with his pants in his hand, the colonel frowned and said:
"You and David, take a few people to the so-called mountaintop stronghold and clear out the area. We will stay there tonight."

Vicky looked very happy, smiled and nodded:
"Okay, my colonel, I heard that there are several women in that mountaintop village, hehe."

At this moment, Ding Ya, with torn clothes and messy hair, rushed out of the room.

He pulled his pistol from Vicky's back.

Just as the shooting was about to begin, bang!
A gunshot!
The colonel put his pistol back into his holster.

He cursed, "Didn't I tell you to tie him up? How can you do anything?"

Vic turned his head and saw the pistol in Dingya's hand. He was frightened and bent down to pick up the pistol and put it back into his gun bag.

He kicked the corpse twice in anger.

"shit!"

"Go!" the colonel said angrily.

Vicchi and David quickly ran out of the house, dragging Meng Ziming with them, and at the same time called six or seven of their men to drive away the truck parked in the front yard.

"Xiao Ya!" Xiao Fei was tied and kneeling on the ground, his head was covered in blood and his eyes were swollen beyond recognition.

He looked at Ding Ya lying in a pool of blood and felt extremely painful.

He raised his head and looked at Vicchi who was walking away from the door, and then looked at the colonel and his men. He wished he could eat these people's flesh alive!

He and Ding Ya are a couple, and yesterday he listened to Xiao Ya's painful cries.

But today he saw Xiaoya die in front of him again.

"Ah!!!! Bastards, you bunch of beasts! I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Fei pulled hard at the ropes on his body, but he was tied to a pillar and the ropes were very tight, so he had no power to break free.

Crazy!

He was like a lion, trying with all his strength to break free.

But, to no avail.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! Ah!!!"

The colonel looked at him roaring helplessly, and said to his men beside him with some annoyance:
"He's too noisy, shut his mouth."

Dennis tore off a piece of cloth and sealed Xiaofei's mouth.

Seeing that Xiaofei seemed to be about to stand up, he kicked him behind the knee.

thump!
Xiao Fei fell to his knees again.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, the colonel and others laughed.

"Colonel, that seems to be his wife."

"What about the body? Did you eat it?"

"Okay, barbecue."

Listen to what they say.

Wang Ou and his companions were gritting their teeth, they had never hated so much before.

There has never been such despair.

There is also pain, the pain of being weak.

They had tried to stay away from the survivors as much as possible, and even ran to a seaside city where no one wanted to come.

But I still couldn't escape the torture of these beasts.

For the first time, Wang Ou realized that he had to become stronger, no matter what the cost, and he had to take revenge! He had to avenge Xiaoya and kill these bastards.

Oil City! I hope Wang Xing can think of going to Oil City.

He had been to the trading bazaar, which was a great place. Unfortunately, they couldn't find jobs there, so they had to leave.

The trading market was the only orderly place he had seen in the apocalypse.

If he could escape, he would go to Oil City. No matter what the cost, even if it meant death, he would ask them to help him get revenge.

Kill these bastards!
Let’s talk about the mountaintop village.

At Meng De's command, no one dared to delay and quickly ran back to the house to pack up.

Zhou Min pointed at the vegetables and unripe crops in the yard and asked, "Boss, what should we do with these?"

"The vegetables have been pulled out, but the crops are not yet ripe and are left here." Meng De said.

Although some of the vegetables they grew with great effort have matured, some are still growing, and they will definitely get more when they harvest in the future.

Zhou Min felt a little heartbroken as she was the one taking care of the fields these days.

But since the boss said so, she could only do it.

After half an hour.

They picked the vegetables and loaded them into the car in bags.

The car was also filled with their luggage and supplies.

Compared with Wang Ou's group, they are wealthier and have three pickup trucks and one mid-sized truck.

Their beddings were tied to the roofs of the cars with ropes, and with more than 40 people on board, the cars seemed overcrowded.

"Get in the car!" Meng De stood on the truck and stretched out his hand.

Wang Xing nodded vigorously. He was very touched that Meng De believed in him.

At this moment, Mao San, who was observing in front, saw a familiar pickup truck driving up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

He recognized this pickup truck; it belonged to Wang Ou and his friends.

But the group of white foreigners in the truck and the guns in their hands shocked him.

"That guy didn't lie! There really are foreigners there, and they really have guns!"

He picked up the whistle on his chest and blew it hard.

drip~
A long whistle blew, cutting through the sky.

Meng De, who was pulling Wang Xing into the car, suddenly changed his expression. The whistle sounded, which meant that there was an enemy invasion. This was their agreement.

"Get ready to drive, go down the mountain from the back door!" Meng De shouted towards the front.

"Don't tie it up, just get in the car, quickly!"

There were four or five people tying ropes under the car to make the things on the roof more secure.

They tied a knot haphazardly and climbed into the car quickly.

The vehicle starts.

Meng De looked towards the gate, his eyes full of anxiety. He was afraid that Mao San would not be able to make it in time.

After a few seconds, the vehicle moved slowly.

Mao San appeared at the gate.

"Hurry! Mao San! Come here!" Meng De shouted at him.

When Mao San saw that the boss and the others had already set off, he was so anxious that he wanted to curse.

But he knew that the most important thing now was to get in the car quickly!
He ran as fast as he could in his life.

Finally, he caught up with the truck, which had not yet accelerated, and held out his hand.

Meng De and another person reached out and held his hands, pulling them up hard.

Mao San used the force to climb onto the truck.

Seeing Mao San getting on the bus, Meng De shouted to the front:

“Get down the mountain quickly!”

Boom boom boom!
Several cars drove down the mountain.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Meng De was sitting in the car and used a telescope to see a pickup truck appearing on Wolf Mountain not far away.

The group of people in the pickup truck were white foreigners wearing military uniforms and holding automatic rifles, just as Wang Xing said.

"call--"

Meng De swallowed and was glad that he made this decision decisively.

Otherwise, all of them would have to die there.

The use of hot weapons against cold weapons is a dimensionality reduction attack.

There were more than forty of them, but they were not enough to be killed by that carload of people.

Aftermath.

Right now, they only have one place to go.

That is Oil City.

Only by going to the Oil City and telling them about this will it be possible to take back the mountaintop village.

And those damn foreign soldiers were so arrogant.

Vic looked at the empty house and yard and cursed.

"Why is there no one here? Are you kidding me?"

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Meng Ziming's forehead, and Meng Ziming replied nervously:
"Everything I said is true. It turns out there is indeed a force here."

"Where's that person? Why is there no one here?"

"I don't know either." Meng Ziming looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his crotch felt hot and he was scared to death.

"The gang just left."

David squatted in the field in front of the house, picked up a leaf from the ground, pointed at the soil and said, "Those people must have known we were coming and ran away in advance. These vegetables have just been picked."

As he said this, he stuffed the leaf he picked up into his mouth.

chew.

But the next second his brows furrowed.

Why does it smell like urine?

After hearing David's words, Vic's face changed drastically.

He quickly got out of the car, walked to David and said flatteringly:
"David, don't tell the colonel that we didn't find anyone. Don't tell him that they just left."

David glanced at him. "Do you think you can hide this from the Colonel?"

Vic hit his head, feeling extremely regretful.

The colonel will definitely be angry again, what should I do?
Looking at Meng Ziming in the car, he was so angry that he walked over and slapped him.

"It's all your fault for taking a detour. If you had shown the way properly, we wouldn't have arrived late!"

Meng Ziming covered his face and dared not speak.

After Meng De and his group set out on their journey westward, everyone was silent.

The joy of surviving the disaster lasted only a short while, and they were immediately faced with a problem.

Homeless and forced to go to Oil City.

It feels very uncomfortable to be scared away from your home.

If they go to Oil City now, they don’t know whether the people in Oil City will be willing to help them.

Especially Mao San, who had just mocked Wang Xing, felt even more complicated at this moment.

"I just can't understand why foreign soldiers would come to our place! How on earth did they get here? It's the end of the world, and they can still come here by boat. Aren't they afraid of death?!"

How did it come about? This is a question that Meng De was also thinking about.

What frightened him even more was that he was worried that these foreign soldiers might not be just a small force?
In foreign countries, especially the United States, the per capita gun ownership rate is very high and the population density is small, so it would theoretically be easier to fight zombies.

Is it possible that there is no longer any danger of zombies in their area, and that they have started running outside to cause trouble?
With this guess, Meng De's heart sank to the bottom.

He was afraid that the team was just a small part.

There is a large army behind.

If that's the case, then they're screwed.

He looked towards the west, which was the direction of Oil City.

I thought to myself: They should be able to stop it.

Unknown, because he didn't know how many foreign soldiers had come.

In the car, Wang Xing sat in the truck bed, leaning against the railing, staring blankly ahead.

He was a little confused by the thought, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy.

From yesterday evening until just now, he had been wondering how his elder brother and the others were doing.

How will those foreigners treat Big Brother and his friends?

When he goes to Oil City, will the people there help him? Maybe they will, maybe they won’t, but he has to believe that they will.

What should I do if I am not willing to help myself?
A lot of messy thoughts were running around in his head. He thought too much and his brain power was overdrawn. Whenever he thought, his head would hurt.

Gollum-

The stomach makes noises.

After hearing this, Meng De, who was sitting next to him, asked his men to bring some dry food to him.

"Give."

Wang Xing looked at the cassava cake in front of him, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took it.

"Thank you."

Meng De looked at him and sighed.

"When we get to Oil City, you will come with me to find the person in charge of the mission hall, and then you will tell him everything you know."

"Brother Meng, do you think the people in Oil City are willing to help us?" Wang Xing asked.

Meng De looked at him and asked, "Didn't you say they would definitely help us?"

Wang Xing scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure, but I hope they..."

"Ugh"

People, without hope, can't stand despair.

So some people brainwash themselves and make themselves believe that what they think is right.

Wang Xing, maybe that's the case.

At this time, I asked myself again, maybe reason has overcome emotion, and I clearly know that there is no free lunch in the world.

For no reason, we asked the people in Oil City to help deal with those foreign soldiers.

It may also cause casualties to themselves, which will be a losing deal for the people in Oil City.

There is no benefit, I'm willing to work hard for you.

However, Meng De slowly discovered that Wang Xing was right and that the people from Oil City would definitely come to help them.

Seeing Wang Xing's confused expression, Meng De said:

“People from Oil City will come.”

"Why?" This time, it was Wang Xing's turn to ask.

"because."

Meng De said leisurely: "Because there are so many foreign soldiers, I don't know how many there are."

"People in Oil City will definitely want to find out how many people have come, whether they are a threat to them, what the situation is abroad, etc."

"If there are only the dozens of foreign soldiers you mentioned, then Oil City will probably send people to wipe them out directly. If they find out that they are just the vanguard, it is hard to say what Oil City will do."

"But no matter what, they must send someone over to find out what's going on here."

Wang Xing listened to what Meng De said, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

All the way west.

Their four cars passed through Tai City and Yang City and arrived in Jinling.

While driving normally on the highway, I suddenly saw a convoy of cars under the overpass.

There were nearly a hundred vehicles in that row, like a long dragon.

Moreover, these cars seemed to be about to get on the highway. Some of them had already entered the ramp and might meet them ahead.

"Why are there so many cars in this place? What force do they belong to!?" Meng De frowned.

He said to Huashan, "Tell Douzi in front to drive faster and don't hit them. We will get off at the next ramp."

"Okay, boss." Huashan stood up and went to the front to pass on the message.

Wang Xing was sitting on the truck, staring at the row of vehicles under the overpass. Suddenly he saw a logo on the door of one of the vehicles, a logo of a big tree.

Although they never knew the meaning of this big tree, he had seen many cars with this logo at the trade fair before.

So he quickly shouted to Meng De: "Brother Meng, look at the logos on those cars. I've seen them at the trading market before."

Meng De looked carefully and found that almost every car had a simple tree logo sprayed on it.

He smiled excitedly and said, "This is the symbol of Oil City! We can find them directly here! No need to go to the trade fair!"

"Really? That's great!" Wang Xing stood up excitedly and almost fell out of the car.

Others in the car also cheered excitedly.

"The convoy from Oil City! Great, let them kill those white pigs!"

"Hahaha, what a coincidence!"

"Go find them quickly!"

"Don't worry, they look like they are going to come up the ramp. If we drive slower or wait for them in front, we will definitely meet them."

"Hey! Look here! Are you from Oil City?" someone shouted directly at the convoy.

Wang Xing looked at the big tree marks on the vehicles, a vertical line, two lines connected to the vertical line, and then the upper part was wrapped in a circle.

A clear and distinct mark of a tree.

"Brother Meng, why is the logo of Oil City a big tree instead of a barrel to represent oil?" Wang Xing asked with some confusion.

"Forehead"

this problem.

Meng De coughed and said:

"Big trees represent vitality, hope, and shelter."

After Wang Xing heard this, his eyes sparkled with stars, and he murmured:

“How great!”

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