Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1722 Every second counts
3pm.

Oil City.

On the wall, Lao Luo was conducting his routine inspection when suddenly a loud noise came from the surroundings.

"It's snowing!"

"It's snowing!"

He looked up and saw snowflakes slowly falling from the sky. In the gray sky, the snowflakes danced and landed on his raised face.

drop--

Within seconds of the snow falling, the entire Oil City and even the Buffer City were filled with the sound of sharp whistles.

Buffer outside the city.

Zhang Rufeng saw the flying snowflakes and quickly turned his head to look behind him.

He picked up the intercom and contacted Xie Changshan: "Xie Changshan, stop the construction of the wall immediately and quickly install the ultraviolet lamps!"

The people from the Civil Armed Forces Department cannot retreat now. They have to wait until the ultraviolet lamps and other equipment are installed at the construction site behind before they can withdraw and seal the east gate of the buffer city.

sizzle-

There was a commotion on the other side, and Xie Changshan's voice came from there, "Got it, I'm making arrangements!"

Xie Changshan looked serious and took a deep breath.

He was originally under the buffer city, but he quickly ran towards the top of the buffer city.

While running, he picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted all the supervisors on the construction site.

"Stop building the wall and quickly install the ultraviolet lamps that were prepared earlier! Immediately!"

"Also, quickly have them install a temporary enclosed sentry tower and connect the heating pipes!"

"Yes!"

"Roger that!"

They had already reserved the electrical conduits in advance, and now all they had to do was install the ultraviolet lamps that had been prepared long ago.

In addition, a week ago, when the buffer city walls were completed, Uncle San came up with an idea, which was to continue building the buffer city during the freezing disaster.

save time.

This idea was approved by the headquarters of the Dazhangshu base, and water, electricity and heating pipes were laid since then.

Because the buffer city is surrounded, it can resist ordinary zombie groups. As for the wall-climbing zombies, there will be no problem as long as ultraviolet lamps are installed.

In this way, the construction of greenhouses and other buildings in the buffer city can continue without worrying about zombies outside the buffer city crawling in.

So, they dug out from the trading market and buried heating pipes in advance, which led to the pipes reserved on the wall in advance.

The buffer city wall has a circumference of tens of thousands of meters, and with an average of one sentry tower every 300 meters, approximately 100 sentry towers are needed.

If you are building a concrete fixed sentry tower, it will take a lot of time, but if it is a container-type closed sentry tower, you only need to lift the container with a crane and fix it.

Installation is extremely fast.

These container-style watchtowers are actually not very convenient for observing the situation outside from inside, but at least they are enclosed.

keep warm!

As long as the heating pipes and electricity are connected, there will be heating and electricity here.

Suitable for guards on buffer cities who have to be on duty for long periods of time.

It is particularly important to protect the buffer city walls and prevent wall-climbing zombies from entering the buffer city.

But the temperature is so low now, and if it continues to drop, the guards will not be able to stand in the blizzard for a long time, several hours or even more than ten hours.

Sooner or later, he will freeze to death from hypothermia.

More than one hundred watchtowers can provide the guards in the buffer city with a short rest period so that they will not be exposed to low temperature environment for a long time.

Therefore, the existence of closed watchtowers is extremely important!

Xie Changshan quickly ran to the buffer city wall and personally directed the installation.

Although the elevator on the inner side of the buffer city wall has not been installed in time, there is a walking passage leading upwards, and with the scaffolding, it is not difficult to go up and down the wall from the inside.

There were shouts everywhere on the construction site.

"You guys, hurry down and help, use roller skates to pull the container up!"

"Team A13, I told you before that you should go up and install the UV lamp. It's in the shed next to you."

At the construction site, Zhang Shi touched the snowflakes on his head and twisted them into snow water.

The worker he was supervising was not assigned to install the ultraviolet lamp, so he shouted to the worker next to him:
"Don't run around, wait on top and help tow the container."

Under the command of numerous supervisors, the workers on the construction site maintained order in the midst of chaos. They stopped the wall raising project and focused on installing ultraviolet lamps and building temporary container-type sentry towers.

After the snowfall, the temperature did not drop immediately, and it even felt like it was rising slightly.

Plus there was no wind at the moment, so it wasn't as cold as I had imagined.

Among these workers, there are skilled workers as well as inexperienced workers who have just joined the company. Some of them panicked when they saw the snow.

"It's snowing, why don't they let us go down and return to the trading market?" asked a new worker who had just joined the company a few days ago.

"Yes, our lives are also our lives. It's snowing, and I want to go back to the trading market."

"It's snowing, and I'm afraid more zombies will come. Are we going to stay on this wall and wait to die?"

An old worker who had worked on the fence for a long time heard them complaining in a low voice, frowned and cursed:
"Stop arguing. You new guys really don't know what's good for you. Don't you see that the militiamen are still outside? They haven't retreated yet, so why should we retreat while we're still sitting on the wall?"

"Besides, if we retreat now, we will only get half a day's worth of points. It's not that cold now, so if you're afraid of the cold, don't sign up for the construction. You can earn points now, but if it gets even colder later and there's no work to do, you won't get any points. Let's see what you'll do!"

When the newcomers heard what he said, worry appeared on their faces.

It’s getting cold, it’s snowing, and the city will be closed soon.

If they don't have enough points while staying in the trading market, they can only wait for death.

Or can you just run out in the wind and snow?
But running away from the trading market at this time would be tantamount to seeking death.

Thinking about it carefully, I feel that he is right.

"Brother Zheng, what do you think we should do now?"

"Yes, yes, I just came to the trading market and I don't know anything. What should I do if I don't have any points here and can't buy food?"

The old worker named Zheng glanced at them and said calmly:
"What else can we do? Let's just follow the instructions and finish the work today. As for the future, let's see what happens. According to the nature of Oil City, if they want to defend the buffer city wall, I'm afraid they have some considerations."

"See those greenhouse materials over there? I guess there's work to be done behind them."

"That's good, at least there's work to do." A man with curly hair patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not far away, the overseer shouted at them:

"What are you doing? Come over here and give me a hand. Pull this container over here!"

"Coming!" Lao Zheng rubbed his hands and walked towards that direction.

The supervisor was standing next to the wall, with a huge container suspended in the air by a crane.

This type of container is generally 6 meters long, 2.4 meters wide and 2.4 meters high.

The buffer city wall can be fully accommodated. The width of the buffer city wall reaches 6 meters. It is placed close to the wall, and there is still a width of 3.6 meters on the other side of the wall for people to pass through.

In the snow.

The vision was affected, and Zhang Rufeng and others who were outside the buffer city all got out of the car.

Its eyes are fixed on the distance, and once it spots a humanoid object, it will take out a loudspeaker and shout.

"Is it a human or a zombie? If it's a human, raise your hands. If not, I'll shoot you dead!"

Before it snowed, they could still see several hundred meters away, but once it snowed, the snowflakes blocked their view and they could only see what was happening tens of meters away.

The characteristics of the wall-climbing zombies are quite obvious. They like to crawl on all fours. Although their movements are fast, they can be recognized at a glance. Once they recognize that it is a wall-climbing zombie, they will immediately cover it with fire.

At this moment, they are facing the most severe test.

The sky was dark and snowflakes were falling.

Behind them, there were constant shouts, commands, and mechanical sounds such as electric drills.

The water source of the water plant outside the oil city.

In the fixed watchtower built on the dock, Zhong Jiuling, the equipment maintenance engineer of the water plant, and Zhang Wei from the first group of the third squadron of the 17th Brigade of the Militia, are stationed here with eight team members.

Not long after the snow fell, they received a notice asking them to return to Oil City immediately.

When they saw snow falling, they immediately came down from the watchtower and quickly got into the car.

While on the way, they received a notice asking them to withdraw.

For them stationed at Nanwan Lake, this period was very torturous.

They didn't want to be stationed in such a dangerous place at all, but since they drew the lot, they had no choice but to come.

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The most unlucky one was Zhong Jiuling. As a maintenance engineer at the water plant, he had been stationed here since the dock was built.

I live in fear every day.

Sometimes, zombies come into the water from land, and sometimes zombies crawl out of the water.

The time is uncertain.

Especially at night, they could see zombies rolling on the lake from the watchtower.

Boom boom boom——

Zhang Wei stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the vehicle rumbled along the icy road.

"Close the window tight, it's too cold!" he shouted to the co-pilot team member.

"Team leader, it's closed tightly." The team member said helplessly.

Brush brush!
Snowflakes fell on the windshield of the car.

As the vehicles were moving, wind blew and came in through the gaps between the vehicles.

They were shivering with cold.

Zhang Wei turned on the heater, and the temperature in the car rose, which made them feel better.

It is only ten kilometers from Nanwan Lake to the trading market, and you can get back in just over ten minutes.

They are very lucky.

When they ran out of the watchtower, there were not many zombies nearby, so they were able to run to the car in the grass on the shore so quickly.

Even so, when they ran out, they alarmed some zombies in the lake, which climbed ashore and chased them.

However, the zombies were no match for the vehicles, and they successfully shook off the zombies chasing them.

They had already prepared to escape in the watchtower, so when they saw it snowing, they didn't wait for any notification from the Oil City, and they didn't even have time to pack their things. When they saw there were no zombies on the dock, they locked the door and ran away.

If they didn't retreat in time, they would probably have to spend this icy disaster in the watchtower.

I shudder just thinking about it.

The wind and snow hit the windshield violently.

At first there were only a few scattered snowflakes, and then they began to fall in large groups. The snowflakes were large, like goose feathers.

And it is getting worse.

Thumb, thump, thump—

They were passing a bumpy road when the front of the car jerked forward, the body of the car hung in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Wei in the car gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying his best to control the direction.

It snowed and the road was a bit slippery.

After the vehicle stabilized, Zhang Wei slowed down a bit.

He didn't want the car to flip over due to driving too fast and leave everyone trapped in this place.

There are still five kilometers left to the oil city. If the car overturns, it will take at least an hour to walk back.

All kinds of accidents may happen during this hour.

Buffer outside the city.

Zhang Rufeng wore a windproof cap and stared ahead with his eyes narrowed.

"Captain, it seems that a new group of survivors has arrived." The subordinate next to him shouted to Zhang Rufeng.

Zhang Rufeng said, "Use the loudspeaker to alert them!"

"it is good!"

Liu Cunxi picked up the loudspeaker and shouted at them:

"Listen up, everyone in front. If you are human, raise your hands. Otherwise, treat them as zombies and shoot them. Repeat."

He shouted several times in succession.

I saw that group of people raising their hands one after another.

Seeing them raise their hands, Zhang Rufeng took his finger off the trigger.

It almost went off accidentally.

As the group of people approached, Zhang Rufeng and others could see their appearance clearly.

These people were dressed in rags, looked pale and skinny, and looked like zombies.

Especially when they walk, they stagger and look weak and powerless.

"Ahem, cough, cough, please, do we enter the trading market from here?" The leading white-haired old man shouted to Zhang Rufeng and others.

His hair was full of snowflakes, blending in with his white hair.

"Well, let's go in quickly. Go in from here and walk straight for two kilometers and you will see a door. Go in and you will reach the trading market." Zhang Rufeng nodded and said.

For some reason, when Zhang Rufeng saw him, he thought of the leader of the Sanshan stronghold who had once accepted him and was also his father-in-law.

Unfortunately, he died in the zombie apocalypse that winter.

"Thank you, cough cough." The old man in the lead coughed twice, covered his mouth with his hand, stretched out his hand and saw a pool of blood on it.

The old man clenched his fists, nodded towards Zhang Rufeng, and walked towards the buffer city with the members behind him.

This team was the most miserable one Zhang Rufeng had seen in recent times.

They are all old, weak, sick and disabled. Although there are some middle-aged men, they are so skinny that they look like skeletons.

Moreover, their clothes were extremely tattered. In such a cold day, they were only wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt, and there were even holes in the long sleeves.

Everyone's face was dirty, as if they hadn't eaten for many days.

Moreover, they had very little luggage and looked extremely poor.

Ugh.
Zhang Rufeng looked at their backs as they left, sighed and shook his head.

There was nothing he could do, he couldn't help them.

However, they were lucky enough to get in before the buffer city was sealed off.

"I don't know when it will be done." Zhang Rufeng turned his head to look at the wall behind him.

A huge container was fixed on the eight-meter-high buffer wall.

Workers above are cutting holes in the containers to insert heating pipes.

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