Apocalypse Call Red Alert

1 Resident Evil
The piercing siren sounded in the distance, and a terrified scream could be heard faintly.

Wang Peng, who was leaning against the window, swallowed nervously, and with trembling hands quietly pushed aside the tightly covered curtains.

What entered his eyes was like a hell on earth.

The bustling city in the past is now in a mess, with groceries from small stalls all over the floor, and large patches of red liquid stained the street red, as if someone's brat had scribbled everywhere with a piece of dye.

Wang Peng knew very well that it was blood, the blood that flowed from people...

His pupils narrowed slightly, and his sight was fixed on the position where his vision was almost at the end.

There was a person lying there, a middle-aged woman in her 40s.

Although it hasn't been long since I moved here, Wang Peng has a vague impression that this woman is the proprietress of a nearby shop, who speaks a dialect and has a hearty smile.

However, right now, she was lying there with ragged clothes all over her body, and her exposed skin was covered with shocking wounds—they were bitten out alive.

Not long ago, Wang Peng saw her being thrown to the ground by two or three people, and the screams seemed to be still echoing in his ears...

Suddenly, the proprietress's body jerked violently.

Wang Peng jumped mentally, and before he had time to question whether his eyes were blurry, the next second, his pupils shrank to the size of pinholes in fear.

The proprietress's body twitched strangely, and then slowly got up from the ground.

He lowered his head suddenly, and pulled the curtains with lightning speed.

His heart was beating violently, and Wang Peng trembled uncontrollably.

still alive?impossible!
It is impossible for Wang Peng, who is 25 years old after graduating from university, not to know this kind of common sense!

A word, "zombie" emerged without warning in the already blank brain!
Movies, games, novels, Wang Peng has seen too many such cases, but they are all fantasy and fictional things, will these really appear in reality?
He scrambled and ran to the door. Although he had checked it again and again when he came back, Wang Peng checked it again and again.

He lives on the fourth floor, which is absolutely safe under the protection of the thick iron anti-theft door!
His feet were soft, and Wang Peng couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, clutching his head helplessly.

What happened?He had no idea that the hell on earth just happened in just half an hour.

There was no signal on the mobile phone, and the TV was blank, and the expectant police didn't even see a shadow.

Without any information channels to understand the current situation, Wang Peng was completely unable to calm down and think carefully, and his mind was completely blank.

"Is this a dream? That's right! It must be a dream." He shook his head vigorously, "Although this dream is very real, so real that you can even dream of pain, there is no doubt that it must be a dream, otherwise that morning How do you explain the extra voice in your head?"

While speaking, the voice sounded again.

"In the system prompt, do you want to build a basic power plant? Need 2000 gold."

What's the mess?It seems that I really had a lot of fun in the nightclub last night, and I was still drunk.

Wang Peng felt relieved, and everything could be explained in this way.

"I don't know what time it is. Is it time to get up and go to work... Never mind, I'm tormented by this nightmare. Sleep a little longer to suppress the shock."

Anyway, it was in a dream, and Wang Peng didn't bother to care about it so much, he just lay down on the floor and dozed off.

"The system prompts whether to build a basic power plant? Need 2000 points..."

The damn weird voice sounded again, and Wang Peng shouted impatiently: "Construction, construction is fine! Anyway, I don't have any money, what do I love..."

The voice finally stopped, and slowly, the tired Wang Peng fell asleep.

……

"what--!"

Suddenly, an extremely shrill scream sounded suddenly, and Wang Peng was startled by the sharpness and misery.

Jumping up from the floor suddenly, the confused Wang Peng reacted quickly after being stunned for two seconds.

He quickly ran to the window and drew the curtains.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the shocking scene is still on the street, and on the street not far from the building where Wang Peng is located, a girl with a flustered look is running around in a panic.

"Help me! Who can save me! Help!"

Loudly calling for help was useless, not far away, several staggering zombies were approaching her.

The flustered girl slipped her foot, as if she stepped on a pool of blood, and fell hard to the ground. The zombie closest to her immediately pounced on it.

"what--!"

The girl's scream made Wang Peng put down the curtain involuntarily, and his heart seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss, falling continuously.

this is not a dream...

Even if Wang Peng is an idiot, he will not continue to choose to deceive himself.

He took out his mobile phone and checked it again. As before, there was no signal on the mobile phone, and he couldn't log in to the Internet, and the TV was just playing the customized TV program over and over again.

Wang Peng originally thought that in this situation, he should be flustered and helpless, but when he fell asleep, he calmed down unexpectedly. His brain, which had been blank before, could even think.

After checking the communication method, the first thing Wang Peng ran to was the refrigerator in the next room.

The moment he opened the refrigerator, his heart suddenly turned cold.

Apart from a few cans of beer, there is only half a watermelon in the refrigerator, and a small half of it has been eaten.However, the two packs of potato chips I bought two days ago were still on the desk.

"Ruined!"

Wang Peng, who has read countless post-apocalyptic novels, is well aware of the importance of food in this situation.

He couldn't help feeling annoyed. My sister told me many times to let me learn to cook, but he kept procrastinating because of laziness. Now it's all right. There is no hard food such as rice and white noodles in the house. Two packs of potato chips can cover it. on what?
Wang Peng knows very well that he is not the protagonist in those end-time novels, he is not a retired soldier or a martial arts master, and even because he has not exercised all year round, his physical fitness is not as good as that of ordinary people.

In the current situation, the most suitable thing for him is to hide at home and wait for rescue. As for how long the rescue will take, Wang Peng himself has no idea, the longer he can resist, the better.

"I don't know what happened to my sister."

With a wry smile, Wang Peng couldn't help becoming worried.

Wang Peng's parents died in a car accident when he was 15 years old, leaving only a not-so-rich inheritance and his younger sister who is 4 years younger. It can be said that they depend on each other for life. The younger sister who was admitted to a key university a year ago left him. to study.

Right now, the university where my sister is studying is far away from the city where he is located, and the phone cannot be reached, so there is no way to contact him at all.

"But I think this girl has a lot of weird ideas since she was a child, and she should hide if she senses something is wrong..."

A smile appeared on Wang Peng's face, but it was replaced by a wry smile, "The question is what to do now!"

The problem of the water source is easy to say, even if the water is cut off, the water in the water heater at home is enough for him to last for a long time, the problem is the food...

Just two packs of potato chips and half a watermelon wouldn't last long. If there is no rescue, he might starve to death here!
go out?Do not make jokes.

Looking at the whole family, there is not even a weapon at hand, and where do you want to go after you go out?

He and his younger sister spent almost all of their parents' inheritance when they went to college. He didn't have a means of transportation, and he took the bus to and from get off work on weekdays. If he had to walk when going out, how far could he go?

Although his heart was cold, Wang Peng's actions did not hesitate.

He quickly charged his mobile phone and charging treasure, and found all the basins in the house to start collecting water.

He didn't know what would happen next, and he couldn't predict how long this situation would last.

The situation is already very bad, and it cannot be made worse because of my own negligence.

In case of a water and power outage at home in a few days, a mobile phone with sufficient power and sufficient water will be the key to his survival!
After finishing all this, Wang Peng came to the window and gently opened a corner of the curtain.

Looking at the unrecognizable "wreckage" lying on the street, his heart trembled unavoidably, and his stomach churned.

It is extremely enjoyable to watch novels and movies to mow grass and slaughter zombies on weekdays, but one day this kind of thing will happen in reality, it is really too scary.

"Hopefully the military can get the situation under control and start rescuing survivors soon..."

"Construction complete."

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears, making his hair stand on end in fright.

Wang Peng looked around in amazement, and there was no other person in the empty room except him.

But at the same time, a mechanical roar sounded in his ears, and the sound was undoubtedly beside him!

This is?

Wang Peng was stunned.

When he woke up this morning, he was still groggy and could vaguely hear a voice. Although it was far less clear than this one, it was undoubtedly the same voice.

Could it be that this voice sounded in his brain?

"The construction of the power plant was successful, the power of the base vehicle was restored, and the guide map was opened..."

The sound continued in Wang Peng's ears... No, Wang Peng, who covered his ears with his hands, could still hear the sound. The sound should have sounded directly in his brain.

And when the last sentence was finished, Wang Peng's eyes blurred, and a three-dimensional virtual picture like a future science fiction movie appeared in front of him.

Wang Peng couldn't help opening his mouth wide, staring blankly at the strange thing that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Base Vehicle: Level 1.

Built: Power Plant X1.

Buildable: power plant, barracks.

Current money available: 3100.

???

"What is this stuff?"

The terrifying "Resident Evil" happened in the real world, and before he had time to digest and adapt, did something like this futuristic technology come out again? This inexplicable thing in front of him made Wang Peng very confused.

As if knowing what Wang Peng was thinking, the voice from before sounded again.

"This is the red alert system."

(End of this chapter)