Rise From The Doom

"Close the door." The first order Liu Wei An gave after he entered.

"How do we do this?" Zhong Dingsheng was sweating profusely as he looked at the equipment and buttons lined up in front of him.

"Don't you know the words?" Liu Wei An asked.

"There are a lot of rats in Warehouse 5. Come quickly. Aiyo, my ass — you're hiding behind me — go die." Then, a miserable scream rang out.

The warehouse was not just a big container, but was divided into many different sizes. Basically, the height of the warehouse was about three to four meters, Liu Wei An used the momentum of his running to easily rush up, looking around, and then rushed towards the most intense part of the fight. Some of the boxes were connected, while some were two to three meters apart.

The two teams were fighting five meters apart from each other. In fact, it was mainly the people in the warehouse who were firing their guns. The security squad was basically unarmed, so they couldn't do anything because they didn't have any weapons.

The staff of the warehouse were all dressed in uniform. The two large warehouses were printed on their backs. It was unknown what the designer was thinking as they were afraid that no one else would know.

The members of the security team wanted to get close to them, but the people in the warehouse were too strong and didn't dare to rush in. They had no choice but to hide behind their bunkers, looking extremely miserable.

Bang!

The man's head exploded, and his body was flung backwards, smashing heavily into the wall. Blood splattered onto the faces of the people around him, and their heads were shattered into pieces like watermelons.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

The intense gunfire instantly quieted down, leaving only the two people lying on the ground in the corner who had managed to escape a disaster due to their angle. However, they only managed to survive for a few more seconds, before Wang Pengpeng's two feet extended out like ropes and wrapped around their necks, forcefully twisting them. With two cracking sounds, the two of them stuck out their tongues and bulged out their eyes as they died.

Warehouse 4.

The warehouse staff's attention was attracted by the security squad on the ground, even Liu Wei An didn't know that he had just arrived above their heads. Two of them were shot and killed instantly, while the remaining three were aware of the enemy's presence above their heads and turned their guns around, but Liu Wei An's bullets quickly shot them down.

The battle instantly quieted down.

"Search for the fish that has been caught, count the warehouses." Liu Wei An ordered.

"Yes sir!" Everyone responded loudly.

The warehouse staff didn't know if the food was too good or if the food was too nutritious, but they were all fat brains. Strangely, with such a good physique, there were only two evolved people, one of whom was dismembered by Qiu Jianhan and the other one had his heart smashed by Zhang Xueqiang.

"Reporting, boss, we have captured a hostage." Liu Xiaoyang came back excitedly with a person in her arms.

In the data room, Liu Wei An's face twitched when he heard that. He put down the documents and glanced at Liu Xiaohui. Didn't this guy see the police movie? What do you mean by capturing a hostage and identifying himself as a bad guy? I've never seen such an honest person.

He was about 25 years old, with a height of 170 cm and a weight of 140 pounds. Compared to the slaves and the commoners, his physique could definitely be said to be robust and robust, but compared to the other members of the warehouse, his physique could be considered normal. At least his abdomen was not bulging, and there was no fat on his face.

His eyes were filled with fear as he bent his body with a bow. His fingers were trembling, not even daring to breathe. It was probably because of this that he was not beaten to death.

"What's your name?" Liu Wei An's voice was very calm, no emotions could be discerned.

"Cheng Jinhong." The hostage didn't have the interest to try torture at all, so he replied immediately.

"Are you a staff member?"

"Yes sir!"

"How many people are in the warehouse?"

"58, including 38 porters, 4 forklift truck handlers, 2 hoists, 2 operators, 1 manager, 1 assistant manager, and 10 security guards." Cheng Jinhong did not even need to think about it.

"Go count the corpses." Liu Wei An ordered a person, and that person immediately ran out.

"When the zombies attacked, the relative of our warehouse manager came to apply for insurance, so there were ten people." Cheng Jinhong quickly said.

"Whose is this warehouse? How long have you been working here? How much food is there in total? What else is there but food? Just answer the question honestly. As long as you cooperate, I'll spare your life. "

"The warehouse belongs to Master Zhu Lie. I am his slave, responsible for the 1st hanging. I've been working here for 8 years, there's a total of …" Cheng Jinhong was a very cooperative person. Furthermore, he had worked here for a long time, so he was familiar with the situation in the warehouse. Thus, he blurted out all kinds of information.

Even if there were differences, it was still caused by the manager of the warehouse. For example, the number 11 granary was 3 tons less than the actual quantity and 3 tons of grain had become everyone's benefit. Only the internal staff of the warehouse would know about this.

Very soon, the people who went out to count the number of people returned. There were 67 corpses, and with Cheng Jinhong's 68 people, there were no more or less. Liu Wei An wasn't careless. It was better to let the security team thoroughly check the warehouse.

"A lot." Qiu Jiansheng was full of excitement.

"How much is a lot?"

"A lot!" Qiu Quan Sheng was stupefied. He gestured with both hands, but his face was still flushed from stretching his hands to their limits.

"What about you?" Liu Wei An looked at Liu Xiaohui.

"A lot." Liu Xiaoyang thought for a long time and finally only managed to utter two words.

"You guys have a lot too?" Liu Wei An looked at the remaining three people.

"A lot!" The three of them hurriedly nodded their heads.

Liu Wei An felt powerless. Letting these people fight was no problem, letting them do civilian work was even harder than letting them see a beauty get tougher.

"Zhang Xueqiang, your team is in charge of security. Tell the chefs to cook dinner and have a feast at night." Liu Wei An said.

"Yay!" The five captains and the team members behind them cheered together. To them, the temptation to eat was even greater than eating beauties.

"You really want to spare his life?" The others had left, but Qiu Jianhan had remained.

Cheng Red Army tensed up and looked at Liu Wei An uneasily.

"Since there's so much food here, I don't mind opening my mouth one more time." Liu Wei An said flatly, "As long as he is honest, it doesn't matter if he stays another person."

"Be honest, I will be honest." Red Team Cheng quickly expressed his loyalty.

"This is a chaotic world, there's only hope for survival. Since you didn't fight alongside the others, that means you're a smart person. As long as you don't die, I won't kill you, understand?" Liu Wei An looked at Cheng Red Army.

"Understood, understood." Cheng Red Army's heart slowly sank, they knew that they could keep their lives.

The warehouse was very big, and as a closed storage, it not only had rooms, kitchens, restaurants, toilets, but also shooting rooms, weapon rooms, boxing grounds, etc. If freedom was taken into account, this was definitely the place many people would dream of.

It was worth mentioning that the 1164 tons of grain stored in the warehouse was about enough for 60 thousand people to eat for a month. From this, it could be seen how huge it was and there was also a ammunition depot.

As long as it was not opened, there was no need to worry about spoiling the grain even after a hundred years. Liu Wei An was glad that he had learned all of this; fortunately, Cheng Jinhong was not dead, otherwise operating the instruments would have been a huge problem.

"Right? What about the three inch nail? "

"Nothing will happen to him, right?" Qiu Jiansheng was worried.

"Are you lost?" Liu Xiaohui said.

"Or overshot?" Zhang Xueqiang muttered.

"Cut the crap. Go find someone." Liu Wei An ordered.

Everyone reluctantly put down the fragrant rice as they searched the floor. The feeling was almost like searching for a needle. Some of them were staring at the ground while others were lying on their hands and knees to listen to the commotion. After a full half an hour, they found him outside. The three-inch nail had found him when it first drilled into the ground. His head stuck out of the ground and his body was still lying on the ground, exhausted from exhaustion.

However, this brat's recovery ability was quite strong. After bringing him back to the warehouse, he ate a hearty meal and immediately became lively again. Xiao Wei asked what happened to the three-inch nail on everyone's behalf, and the answer she got left her speechless.

The underground steel tendons and cement was too thick, in addition to a layer of alloy steel, the three inch nail had used up all its energy, yet it still only drilled out a half-meter deep hole. But thinking that this was the first mission given to him by Liu Wei'an, he didn't want to give up halfway, so he kept working hard, almost playing himself to death.

Liu Wei An didn't know what to say, but he secretly changed his mind. Although strength was the best in this chaotic world, he still needed some people with high IQ. Otherwise, he would be dead for sure. Today, he had to put in effort. He didn't expect to get a three inch stud. Otherwise, he would have a lot to play with.

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