Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

"Beep--"

A long horn blew.

Zhang Rufeng held the horn and shouted to the lumberjacks who were resting:

"Start working, get up, get up, and work quickly."

The people who were lying or sitting on the wood and grass got up quickly, and continued to cut wood in groups of three or two with chainsaws.

They had a very detailed division of labor: people who specialized in cutting wood with chainsaws,

people who specialized in chopping off branches of fallen trees, people who specialized in sawing a whole tree into several sections, and people who carried them.

The sound of chainsaws rang again.

Although there were few people here and there were mountains and forests everywhere.

But the loud sound of chainsaws still attracted some zombies to approach.

Guitou, who was on guard with the patrol team around, held a dogtail grass in his mouth and kept fanning his head with his hands.

The weather was too hot.

Those who went out had to wear protective clothing. Although the protective clothing was not as thick as the explosion-proof clothing, it was now 40 degrees high during the day, and the whole body was covered, and it was hot to death.

Guitou tugged at his clothes, thinking that since there were no zombies anyway, he might as well take them off to cool down.

Don't get heatstroke without being bitten by zombies.

Rustle, rustle--

Suddenly, there was a noise from the bottom of the mountain.

Then a dozen zombies emerged from the dense forest.

"Brother Gui, there are zombies! Zombies are coming!" A short young man pointed to the front and said in horror.

Guitou threw the dogtail grass in his mouth and glared at the short young man.

"What the hell are you panicking about? There are only a dozen zombies. What's so scary about that! Get your weapons!"

As he said that, he hung the gun in his hand on his back and took out a long knife from his waist.

He rushed towards the zombies.

During the day, wall-climbing zombies will not come out.

The chance of encountering mutant zombies is not high, so the zombies in front of him are just ordinary zombies.

You don't need bullets to kill ordinary zombies, just cold weapons.

Puff!

Guitou raised his knife and killed the zombie in front with one blow.

The seven or eight team members behind him also rushed to help.

It's the sixth year of the apocalypse, and everyone has a few zombies on their hands.

In the sunlight during the day, the movement speed of ordinary zombies is very slow. For an ordinary person who has experienced the apocalypse in the past few years, as long as he has a weapon in his hand, it is very easy to fight one against two.

It took the nine of them less than five minutes to kill the fourteen zombies here.

There were no casualties.

Guitou made a beautiful knife flower, stepped on the corpse of the zombie, and used the corpse of the zombie to wipe the red and black dirt on his knife.

He was the most capable person in the Sanshan Village at the time, and killing a few ordinary zombies was as easy as killing a chicken.

"Beidou, don't make such a fuss next time. They are just a few small zombies. What are you afraid of!" Guitou scolded the short young man who first discovered the zombies.

Several team members next to him also laughed.

"Yeah, who among us hasn't killed zombies? I'm not bragging. We can kill twice as many zombies as before."

"Little Beidou, don't panic. The brothers will take care of you. Hahaha."

The short young man looked embarrassed and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly froze.

He pointed to the back of Guitou with extreme fear.

"Zombies!"

Guitou raised his eyebrows, turned his head slowly, and continued to educate:

"Beidou, I told you not to panic when you encounter zombies. Zombies are not that scary."

"Agile zombies!" Beidou shouted in one breath.

Before Guitou turned his head, he felt the hair on his back stand up.

He quickly fell to the side, but it was too late.

Snap!

An agile zombie grabbed Guitou's back, and its sharp claws rubbed against the protective suit, making a piercing sound.

The moment Guitou fell to the ground, he turned his head and saw the agile zombie's open mouth, biting towards his face.

The zombie's mouth stinks. When it opens, it smells like a mixture of rotten eggs, stinky feet, and feces that have been fermented for many years in the sewer.

The smell of various stench mixed and fermented together almost made Guitou take him away directly.

The sharp teeth were about to bite him.

He hurriedly blocked it with his elbow, and snapped!

The agile zombie bit his elbow, and he hurriedly kicked the zombie with his foot.

But the zombie bit the protective suit on his elbow tightly and refused to let go.

Bang!

A gunshot!

The agile zombie was shot in the head, and it lost its strength in an instant and fell into Guitou's arms.

Guitou pushed the zombie away with force, but the zombie's teeth bit too deeply into the protective suit, and it took two strong shakes to shake it off.

Guitou's face was stained with the red and white stuff of the zombie's head, and his eyes were still terrified.

It was not until two seconds later that he was helped up in a daze.

Then his protective suit was taken off.

Guitou reacted at this time and quickly shouted to the surrounding team members:

"Help me check, is there any wound?"

He took off his protective suit and short-sleeved shirt.

A tall team member looked at his arm carefully and frowned.

"I can't see clearly, Brother Gui, why is your arm so black!"

Guitou's heart almost jumped out when he saw him frowning, and he quickly looked at his elbow.

After finding that he was not bitten, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed:

"Go to hell, is it time to joke now?"

Then he quickly asked:

"Where is my back?"

The tall man chuckled and said, "It's okay. What can you catch with those claws? It's okay."

Guitou felt relieved now and looked at the agile zombie on the ground, remembering that luckily someone had fired just now, otherwise he would have been doomed.

"Who shot just now?"

Everyone looked at the short young man Beidou.

Beidou said with some embarrassment: "The situation is urgent, I will..."

The ghost head was shirtless, with dark muscles, sweat on his skin, and the sun reflected the light.

He walked up to the short young man and hugged the short man.

"Beidou, luckily you shot me, otherwise I would be dead! Thank you brother!"

Beidou was stunned and said coyly: "Brother Gui."

Guitou let go of Beidou, patted Beidou on the shoulder and said to everyone:

"Damn it, you are not allowed to make fun of Beidou from now on. Beidou is called cautious. His shooting skills are really accurate. Please learn from Beidou!"

"Yes." The other team members nodded.

Guitou picked up the protective clothing dropped on the ground and looked at it carefully.

There were several scratches on the back of the protective suit, which were made by the claws of the agile zombie.

At the elbow, the first layer has been bitten through, and several small holes have appeared, but the two layers inside are still strong.

Guitou secretly sighed in his heart: If he hadn't been wearing this protective suit, he would probably have to explain himself here today.

Just now he almost wanted to take off this protective suit because of the hot weather.

If he had really just taken off his protective clothing, he would have been bitten on the elbow and would have died.

"You all must remember from now on. When you go out to perform tasks, you must wear protective clothing. If I didn't wear protective clothing just now, you all would have seen it!"

The tall man nodded and said, "I understand. Fortunately, we were given protective clothing."

Guitou looked at this agile zombie and frowned, "Take care of this zombie."

After saying that, he walked to the side and used the intercom to contact Zhang Rufeng to report the situation here.

Generally speaking, if you encounter a mutant zombie when you go out on a mission, you must report it.

Because the large number of mutant zombies appears, there may be some hidden dangers.

In addition, if Guitou was bitten just now, he must report it. When he returns to Oil City later, he must undergo a detailed and comprehensive inspection before he can enter.

Zhang Rufeng hurried over after receiving the news from Guitou.

After checking Guitou's back and elbows, he felt relieved when he found that there were no problems.

Among the Eighth Militia Brigade he led, the one he trusted most was Guitou.

Although in the past when he was in Sanshan Village, Guitou often opposed him because of Youamu.

But Guitou is like this. He never plays dirty tricks, but after he recognizes you, he has always been loyal.

Time passes.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Rufeng ordered all the sawed wood to be loaded onto the truck and all the lumberjacks to get on the truck.

Then he drove towards the direction of Oil City.

On the way back, A Diao, who was driving a vehicle, passed by the mountainous road above Nanwan Lake.

He glanced at Nanwan Lake below and said, "Captain, today went quite smoothly. There are probably a lot of zombies in Nanwan Lake, but none of them came out to cause damage."

Zhang Rufeng put his hands on the back of his head, "It's two mountains away, so the sound can't reach here, and the weather is hot. But that's okay, I just want to complete the task safely."

He touched the beard on his chin and recalled his deceased wife and the child who had not yet been born.

In the blink of an eye, nearly two years have passed.

The convoy returned to Wengcheng outside the trading market.

Since they were attacked by zombies, everyone was carefully inspected when they entered.

Especially Guitou, he went to a small room in Wengcheng and stripped naked for inspection, and stayed there for ten minutes before going out.

The motorcade drove into the West District Industrial Park.

In the industrial area of ​​​​the West District of the trading market, a large amount of wood is stored in the open space.

There are more than twenty wooden hills nearly seven or eight meters high.

Sawdust was flying everywhere. When Zhang Rufeng entered the wood products factory in the industrial park, the sound of electric saws and cutting inside had not stopped yet.

Bang!

Zhang Rufeng got off the car and immediately saw Zhang Wenzhong, who was responsible for making the furniture.

"Lao Zhang, are you still busy here?"

Zhang Wenzhong turned around and saw Zhang Rufeng, holding a ruler in his right hand and patting the palm of his left hand.

"We are so busy and we are short of carpenters. We recruited a total of 38 people today, which is not enough."

"When you are working on wood, try to cut straight trees. Don't cut crooked trees. It will be troublesome to deal with later."

Zhang Rufeng complained: "Isn't the fir tree straight enough? Think about it, is it reasonable for you to say this?"

Just as Zhang Wenzhong was about to speak, a bell suddenly rang throughout the trading market.

Ding ding ding——

This means that the construction work of the trading market is under way, and the gate of Wengcheng will be closed in fifteen minutes.

The wood products factory here will also be closed down.

Zhang Wenzhong hurried to the factory building built with a steel frame structure and shouted to the carpenters who had just been recruited today: "It's time to finish work. Come over and line up to open it and collect points."

The carpenter stopped what he was doing, clapped his hands, and went to line up.

Zhang Wenzhong looked at the hundreds of beds stacked there and felt that the progress was still too slow.

These beds are all bunk beds, and they are the simplest structure.

Nearly forty master carpenters work together on the assembly line and can build hundreds of beds in one day. This is already very fast.

But compared to the demand of the trading market, it is still slow to build hundreds of beds in one day.

The trading market now has a population of tens of thousands, and the number of beds required, even if they are bunk beds, would be nearly 20,000 to 30,000.

"Come tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning. Don't be late. 0.1 points will be deducted for being late!" Zhang Wenzhong said to the carpenters lining up in front of him.

The computer is connected to the score card machine. After everyone reports their name, 0.8 points are added to the original score, and then a small note is printed out to them.

Sui Deguang looked at the small piece of paper in his hand, which showed 3.8 points remaining, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

You’ll get more points if you work as a carpenter!

Unexpectedly, there were 0.8 points!

This is higher than working on a construction site. Small jobs on a construction site only earn 0.4 points, and wall builders only earn 0.6 points.

But being a carpenter is actually higher than them all.

The setting sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

Old man Sui was carrying a leftover tortilla from today's distribution in his arms. They were working as carpenters and were given out two tortillas for free every day.

I was in a happy mood and looked at the sunset, as if today's sunset was better than usual.

He is sixty-five years old. Fortunately, he is still strong enough to work.

But my waist always hurts, especially when it rains, my waist and knees hurt terribly.

If his son hadn't exchanged four points for two painkillers, he probably wouldn't have been able to endure it.

But at least I got through it.

Now my son is sawing wood outside and he is working as a carpenter here. The two of them are earning points. The speed at which points are accumulated is so fast.

The grandson is only 13 years old. He is said to be 13 years old, but due to chronic malnutrition, he looks about the same size as an eight or nine-year-old child.

In the past, he and his grandson had to be raised by his son alone. At that time, he only ate half a tortilla a day.

Now, he has also started to earn points!

Although my waist still hurts after a busy day, my days are gradually becoming more exciting.

When he thought of this, Old Sui's face was filled with smiles.

East End Residential Area.

Building 15, second floor, room 2019.

There are seven people living in this room, Sui Dahua's family, Xu Qingwen's family, and another young man in his twenties.

When old man Sui came back, Sui Dahua and the others had already come back.

"dad!"

"grandfather."

A skinny little boy walked over and helped old Sui in.

Sitting on a wooden bench they made themselves, Old Man Sui smiled and took out the tortilla in his arms and handed it to his grandson. "Abing, this whole tortilla is yours."

Sui Dahua frowned and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry about it. I went out to cut trees today and gave out three corn cakes. I gave them to A Bing. You need to eat something yourself."

"I ate. One piece is enough for me. I'm old and can't eat that much." Sui Deguang smiled and continued:

"Guess how many points you can earn as a carpenter in one day?"

Sui Dahua looked at his old father, "0.4?"

Sui Deguang shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

"0.5?"

"Not second guessing."

"0.6??!"

This is even higher than his logging!

"0.8, plus two free tortillas every day!" Sui Deguang said with some pride.

Sui Dahua's face was excited, so much!

I can earn 0.5 points every day, and my father can earn 0.8 points a day. I and my father have free tortillas to eat, and there are still two left for my son to eat.

This is equivalent to saving 1.3 points in one day.

However, he thought about it carefully and realized that no, he couldn't let his father only eat one tortilla every day.

If you don't have to work to eat one corn tortilla a day, it's no problem. It won't consume much.

But now I’m working all day long, and just one tortilla isn’t enough.

I still have to buy another tortilla for my son to eat every day. I distribute three tortillas a day, which is about the same as eating only two tortillas, and leave one for my son to eat.

That's the equivalent of two tacos a day for each of them,

You can also save 1.05 points a day.

He had never dared to imagine such a good life before.

Xu Qingwen, who was sitting next to him, smiled and congratulated:

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that among us, Uncle Sui, you are the one who earns the most points."

Sui Deguang waved his hand and said: "I can't compare to you young people. We just need carpenters. I don't know how long I can work. I guess I won't be able to work for too long."

Xu Qingwen also calculated for his own family. He and his wife were able to save 0.9 points every day.

Not bad.

"The days are slowly starting to get better!"

Sui Dahua was overwhelmed by the burden before. Now his father was able to earn points and take over most of his burden at once.

Hearing Xu Qingwen's words, I felt deeply in my heart.

"Yes, life is slowly getting better."

"That's great!"

(asking for monthly ticket)