Doomsday Rebirth: Revenge Is Too Easy

Chapter 12 Goodbye
11 month 10 day.

On this day in the previous life, the rescuers of the underground fortress drove a modified car and broadcast repeatedly in the once busy city. Fang Mo and Zhao Zixuan, who were dying, did not know where they got the strength. They lay on the window and shouted loudly, and then they were rescued.

In this life, the ancestral home where Fang Mo and his uncle lived was in a remote place. In the past two months, except for the two brothers from the first day, there was no sign of any living beings coming, and of course no rescue team passed by.

"It's strange. It's been more than two months and I haven't received any message from the underground fortress." Xu Yuming was already familiar with the operation of the shortwave radio station, but except for the message from the official shelter in China a month ago, there was no message. No sound has been received.

"There are two possibilities. The underground fortress did not search for survivors through short-wave communication at all, or they did not have this equipment at all." Fang Mo guessed.

"I think the first possibility is more likely. To build such a large-scale bunker, there must be talents in science and engineering. Whether it is a radio or a short-wave walkie-talkie, it is not particularly difficult to transform a short-wave radio station."

Speaking of these, Xu Yuming, who is also a man in science and engineering, analyzed it very clearly.

"Shortwave propagates through sky waves and ground waves. It is the only long-distance communication method that is not restricted by network hubs and active relays. Generally, if there are special circumstances such as war, satellites may be destroyed, but shortwave communications will not .So if the underground fortress wants to communicate with the outside world, the first choice must be short-wave communication."

Fang Mo didn't quite understand, but she believed in her uncle's judgment.

"Then why doesn't the underground fortress use shortwave communication to find people?" she said to herself.

"Because I don't want to rescue people who have been exposed to outside information." Xu Yuming's words made Fang Mo suddenly realize.

The survivors in the underground bunker have been screened, and no one inside knows the situation in the outside world. All information only comes from inside the bunker.

What exactly does the ruler of the bunker want to do?
They had no way of knowing, but they just vaguely felt that it must not be simple.

However, Fang Mo didn't take it to heart. She only wanted to go back and "repay" that family. Even if something went wrong, she could always escape smoothly by relying on her "transformation" ability.

As Xu Yuming flipped the books on the bookshelf to the edge one by one, the controller on the handheld controller drifted, and finally it was two years later.

At that time, the supplies were purchased based on the estimated amount for a family of three. In addition, the two of them didn't have much physical work to do, so they basically had two meals a day.The supplies I stocked up on before should be enough to last for a year.

"Uncle, I have put two weeks' worth of food and water in the warehouse in advance. If you have nothing to do, don't go up there. If you have to go up, remember to wear a gas mask and come back within 10 minutes!"

Fang Mo repeatedly explained and promised to come back within two weeks no matter what, Xu Yuming reluctantly watched her leave.

In order to ensure the use of the vehicles, she would come to the garage every once in a while to start the two cars for ten minutes.

Fang Mo skillfully started the pickup truck and then moved the supplies in the garage into the carriage.She drove for more than eight hours for a distance of three hundred kilometers, and arrived near the underground fortress at five o'clock in the afternoon.

It was completely dark, so she parked the car 100 meters away from the bunker, which was also a place that could not be covered by surveillance. In addition, the car was white and blended in with the surrounding scenery, making it difficult for people to detect it.

Both cars in the garage were equipped with electric insulation devices, so they were not worried about starting. Fang Mo put his clothes on the car and prepared to get out of the car and take a look.

After walking no more than five meters, a brand new track mark appeared under her feet.

In order to carry more supplies, the vehicles in the bunker usually install a sled-like trailer at the rear of the vehicle, and they also use snow tires and anti-skid chains. This is obviously not the case.

Tank?It doesn't seem to be the case, looking at the depth it's not that important.

Fang Mo followed the traces of the tracks. Judging from the tracks, the owner of the car did not enter the underground fortress.

Are there any survivors out there?What are you here for?
Thinking of this, the nerves in her whole body tightened involuntarily, and she always felt a little uneasy. "Who are you?" A familiar deep male voice came from behind her.

Fang Mo suddenly turned around and saw a man wearing a polar one-piece down jacket walking towards him. His face was completely covered by snow goggles, a gas mask, and a hat, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

The equipment is complete, and there is also a modified car that can still drive. Even seeing Fang Mo like this, there is no trace of panic. This person is not simple.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Fang Mo asked.

"Huh? Is it Fang Mo?" The man took off the magnetic lenses of the snow goggles, revealing a pair of dark purple eyes with single eyelids.

"Zhuang Sheng?!" Fang Mo thought to himself, his resignation in this life was indeed no accident.

"It's too cold outside. Do you want to go back to my car and have a chat?" Zhuang Sheng pointed to a Unimog in the distance whose wheels had been changed into small tracks.

This Unimog off-road RV was also her dream car.

It was born to meet the needs of the military. Its rough lines, hard-core atmosphere, and strength and durability far higher than ordinary cars were once the top doomsday car in her mind.

Unfortunately, the high price prevented her from hoping for it.

In the last life, Fang Mo still had unsolved doubts about him, and no one could hurt him anyway, so he simply followed him back to the car.

The outer shell of Zhuang Sheng's RV is painted in snow camouflage. Judging from the thickness of the body and the interior, a lot of modifications have been made.It seemed that she was not the only one who was reborn, at least he was too.

"Why did you look for Yin Song that night? Did she say anything to you?"

As soon as he got in the car, Fang Mo was confused by his questioning.

"Who is Yin Song?"

In the last life, Zhuang Sheng and his soon-to-be-married girlfriend Yin Song came to the underground bunker two days earlier than Fang Mo. Yin Song was studying for a master's degree in medicine, and according to the rules of the bunker, he could become a second-class person, that is, a volunteer.

Yin Song's medical team has a total of four doctors and eight nurses. She is the youngest.

At that time, the underground fortress had just launched rescue work, and a steady stream of patients were arriving every day.Yin Song often didn't come back until two or three in the morning, and had to rush back to the medical team early the next morning. This kind of work pace made Zhuang Sheng very distressed.

However, Yin Song is full of fighting spirit.

That day, Zhuang Sheng waited until dawn, but did not wait for her.People from the medical team said she left around [-] p.m.

Later, traces of Yin Song were found from the surveillance at the entrance and exit. At one o'clock in the morning, she left the underground fortress wearing work clothes and eventually disappeared on the ground.

"Yin Song is a very tough girl. She never despaired during the most difficult two months. I know her, and she will never give up her life!" Zhuang Sheng was a little excited and said, "It was around nine o'clock that day. , the nurse in the same class said that a young woman came to Yin Song, that young woman was you, right?"

"Is it me?" Fang Mo's body had already returned to normal, and she was a little embarrassed wearing only a set of close-fitting quick-drying clothes.

She searched her mind for memories related to the medical team, and found only one.

(End of this chapter)