Doomsday disaster: Stock up on billions of supplies at the beginning

The two of them were in a mess, but the truth was revealed.

"Hmph, what are you doing? Don't you know?" The leading man looked at Sun Jianguo indifferently, "You beast, you didn't even let go of an 80-year-old grandmother!"

"Xu Chengtian, what nonsense are you talking about?" Sun Jianguo shouted angrily, his face flushed, and he was extremely angry. When did he do these things?

"Hahahaha..." Xu Chengtian laughed sarcastically, "You are such a beast! You even forgot what you did!"

"You fart!" Sun Jianguo glared at Xu Chengtian.

"Still pretending to be stupid?" Xu Chengtian's eyes were filled with strong hatred, "Just because my grandma is useless and a burden, you kill her just like that! A beast like you who doesn't treat your subordinates as human beings doesn't deserve to live! Brothers, kill him!"

In the room, there was a sound of fighting.

But Sun Jianguo was a third-level superpower after all. Seeing that the situation was not good, he overturned the desk to the ground and rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window on the side.

"Bang!"

"Stop him!"

Xu Chengtian shouted hurriedly, but only saw the man jump off the tall building and disappear into the darkness.

"Damn it!" Xu Chengtian gritted his teeth.

"You want to kill me? How can it be so easy!"

Sun Jianguo's eyes were full of hatred. Just as he was about to run away after landing, a figure suddenly rushed over and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"Old man, long time no see." Yang Chen grinned and stepped on Sun Jianguo's chest. "Run, why don't you run?"

Sun Jianguo covered his chest in pain, "It's you! You planned all this?"

Yang Chen nodded, "Yes, it's me, how about it, is it very unexpected?"

"You can't kill me!" Sun Jianguo panted, "You are a military man, you can't massacre the survivors!"

"Oh?" Yang Chen raised his eyebrows, with a playful look on his face, "Please, what era is this, you are also a big boss, how can you still say such childish words?"

"You..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yang Chen waved his hand, squatted down and approached him, "Your men, your supplies, everything you have, I accept it all with a smile."

"Asshole! You despicable villain!" Sun Jianguo cursed.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled out a pistol and shot him three times in the head.

Plop——

Sun Jianguo died.

His body twitched a few times, and finally stopped breathing.

The Sun Group was completely destroyed.

Yang Chen clapped his hands and stood up, and dug out the supernatural crystal core in Sun Jianguo's mind.

At present, he didn't know what the crystal core in the supernatural person's mind was used for, but it didn't prevent him from keeping it first.

As soon as he dealt with this guy, Chen Feng rushed over with a group of people.

Yang Chen put away the crystal core and joined everyone, "Is it all done?"

"Yeah." Chen Feng nodded, and then asked, "What about the remaining women and captives?"

Yang Chen thought about it, "Take them back. The base is short of people now. Let them do labor reform for a period of time. They can still be used."

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded.

The next thing is simple.

Sun Jianguo's thousands of supernatural subordinates and the large amount of supplies he stockpiled were all swallowed up by the military.

If the existence of Longting is not taken into account, the military has become the most powerful force in City B at this moment.

These superpowers will become a sharp arrow of the military, destroying the corpse tide and gathering the survivors. It won't be long before the entire B city will be controlled by the military.

Unfortunately, the appearance of Ye Hanyue made Yang Chen's wishful thinking completely fail.

Even the sharp sword was broken apart without bloodshed.

...

In a room in the castle at Longting Base.

Ye Hanyue lay on the bed, swinging her little feet wantonly, humming a little tune, and clicking her hands quickly on the iPad.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's been five years, and the central government doesn't know to change the password."

As she said, she hacked into the background of the official database, erased all of Mu Yun's information, and re-tampered with his identity information.

"Done!" Ye Hanyue clapped her hands, "Next, just spread the news."

After a while of tinkering, she hacked into the background of her former company, which was the satellite in the sky.

"I never thought that the satellite system I invented would be used to spread rumors. What a twist of fate."

She sighed.

After Ye Hanyue logged into Skynet, she operated for a while.

The next moment.

All the survivors received a text message on their phones. Of course

, only a few people whose phones still have power received this text message.

[Dear survivors, the following message is very important. Please read it carefully if you want to survive in the end of the world. ]

[The natural disaster has not passed yet. The black rain will come again in five days. Please be prepared. ]

[This message was provided by Mu Yun, the former president of Linfeng Group. Yes, it is the Mu Yun who has the ability to predict the future. ]

[He is the savior of mankind. He has a lot of materials to help mankind survive. He will save mankind and lead mankind to open up a new civilization. ]

[Now, Longting Base is officially established, address: Blue Bay, City B, Jiangzhou. ]

[The base has sufficient food, a safe environment, strong strength, and is not afraid of monster invasion. Those who are interested in joining, please report to the base as soon as possible. ]

[If you are unable to come due to distance restrictions, as long as you have outstanding talents, the base will send someone to pick you up. ]

[If you are interested, please send your personal information to 02333330 via SMS and wait for customer service to contact you. If you are not serious, please do not disturb. 】

Looking at the content of the text message, the survivors were instantly excited.

In the official survivor app, as long as the phone still had power, they began to discuss.

"Fuck, is it true, the black rain will come again?"

"Is this news reliable? Is Mu Yun really that powerful?"

"Wow, I guessed that this person is not simple. He really predicted the arrival of the end of the world."

"This text message was sent by the official, it must be true, and mankind is saved!"

"I can flip my hands, I don't know if such a great talent can catch the other party's eyes."

"My cat can do a backflip, please take my cat away."

"I dare to eat Oli, save me..."

"..."

With the emergence of this news, the survivors of the whole China went crazy and expressed their willingness to participate in the base recruitment.

Even some survivors who have joined the military, or some ordinary small forces, or those who have not joined any forces, all made plans.

Good birds choose trees to roost in. Many people who have talents but are not appreciated have started to edit text messages. Although they don’t know whether their abilities will be recognized, they are willing to give it a try. What if?

In an instant, Ye Hanyue’s iPad received hundreds of text messages.

In response, she yawned and turned off the iPad directly.

“Sleep, sleep, let the bullets fly for a while.”

She muttered, pulled the quilt over her, and fell asleep.