fictional doomsday

Chapter 122 Jiangdong Survival Base 1

When the middle-aged man finished speaking, the audience began to chatter with each other. Wu Xiangfeng frowned when he saw this. When the militants on the side saw this, they immediately fired several shots into the sky and shouted loudly: "I don't want to die. Just shut up!"

After Wu Xiangfeng saw that the group of young people became quiet again, he continued to speak into the loudspeaker: "A truck will drive over to pick you up later. I hope you can abide by the rules and follow the instructions of our team members to come up one by one in a quality and orderly manner." Che, you are also college students after all, so you don’t need me to teach you about this kind of thing!”

"Also, I hate noisy guys the most. If someone keeps talking later, I will ask someone to take him to have a good talk!"

After Wu Xiangfeng said this, he nodded, then sat on the soft chair in the library that had been prepared before, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, lit one and started smoking. An armed man behind him took out a black walkie-talkie and shouted: "Call Jiangdong! The fifth detachment has completed gathering the survivors of the Polytechnic Institute. There are people in total. The transport truck can be sent over! Over!"

After a while, a reply came from the intercom, "Jiangdong received it! The transport convoy has set off! Over!"

Wu Xian hid in the crowd. Looking at this scene, he knew that this group of survivors must be quite large. Since there was a team of specialized transport personnel, and there were so many people in front of him, each one had a Type 56 automatic in his hand. As for the rifle, Wu Xian may not recognize other guns, but Wu Xian still knows about this Type 56 automatic rifle that is imitated by AK. After all, the appearance and color are so recognizable.

Wu Xian didn't know where these people got so many guns, but considering that they could get so many guns in half a month, this group of survivors should not be underestimated, so Wu Xian planned to first Observe secretly and follow them to the Jiangdong base to see the situation.

Wu Xian hid in the crowd and had quietly used his "controller" ability to detect. Among the more than two hundred college students, there were nearly thirty evolvers. Wu Xian didn't know how many of them were created by Xu Fengnian, but He still had to find a way to contact him first.

Wu Xian looked at the front of the team. There were the largest number of evolvers there, twelve. The rest of the evolvers were scattered among the crowd, but there was not a single evolver among this group of armed men, including The leader named Wu Xiangfeng surprised Wu Xian.

It stands to reason that all survival bases can have transport convoys. It is impossible for a team to go out to search for survivors without an evolver. It is not known how this survivor force was formed.

Not long after, Wu Xian heard the roar of a car engine. He turned around and saw military personnel carriers driving in from the school gate. This made Wu Xian even more surprised. Could it be that this Jiangdong survival base? Are they really a survivor force under government management, and are they really doing something to save the surrounding survivors? Could it be said that the higher authorities have initially suppressed the further infection of zombies and begun to gather the survivors of the canine plague virus?

Wu Xian's question was not answered for him. Instead, many college students were escorted one by one to the military troop transport truck. If the truck was transporting normally, there would only be ten or twenty people in each truck, but now each vehicle At least forty or fifty people were crowded into the truck. Even so, the troop transport truck could not fit at all. In the end, the remaining thirty or forty people were left behind. Wu Xian looked at the group of people who did not get on the truck. Several of them did. There were older women and men, and the others were either thin or fat and took up too much space. Compared with the people in the car, those left below obviously had some shortcomings. This also made Wu Xian a little strange, that is Pay a little attention.

It didn't take long for the truck to get back on the road, carrying people full of people to the so-called Jiangdong Survival Base. Wu Xianzhan looked at the university behind him from the back of the truck. Every time he drove a section of the road, he would secretly leave some broken leaves as a mark. .

Shortly after Wu Xian left in the car, Long Changshu wanted to follow him as soon as possible, but he did not expect to see a bloody scene. The group of people they had just left behind were not waiting for the next troop carrier. Instead, he was shot dead on the spot by the group of armed men. After cleaning up the excess survivors, the group of militants drove their military jeeps and directly followed the personnel carrier to the Jiangdong survival base.

If the scene was clear to the militants at the Jiangdong Survival Base, only Mr. Long Changshu saw it. At this moment, the old man understood one thing, that is, this group of people was not a government legion or a good scumbag. It was not necessarily a good thing that Wu Xian was taken to their base.

So Mr. Long put the gun on his back, then put away the bag of blood crystals he hung on the gun, and chased along the path of the car. Although Wu Xian was very capable, Mr. Long was not at ease. Naturally, he still wanted to follow the guy with the gun and have a look. Maybe he could help take care of him then.

However, the roads now are all cement and asphalt. Unlike before when he could track the car through wheel marks, Long Changshu only chased him for about ten minutes before losing him. Just when he was a little worried, he discovered some inconspicuous broken leaves in the middle of the road, only the size of a finger. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice them at all. He just happened to see them when he lowered his head to catch his breath.

Long Changshu continued to move along the road. Six or seven minutes later, he found another similar broken leaf on the road, which proved his inference. This should be the mark left by Wu Xian for him. So he followed the marks on the broken leaves. After crossing a bridge across the river, he saw a sign on the edge of the bridge. He didn't recognize much of the words written on it, but he did not recognize the arrows on the sign. He knew them, and then he looked in the direction of the arrow. Not long after, he saw a stretch of buildings along the river surrounded by abandoned cars.

Before he could continue to observe carefully, he found an armed team patrolling in the distance with live ammunition. Long Changshu immediately crouched down and hid behind the bridge. The distance between the two sides was still far, so he was not discovered. However, Mr. Long could clearly see the situation of the survival base below from the bridge. There were many people busy near the river, many cooking food, washing clothes by the river water, and using homemade tools. Fishing guys, but that's just part of it, most people.

Obviously the canine plague virus has not affected the lives of the residents along the river, and we don’t know how they isolated the zombies from the base. However, the disadvantages of this Jiangdong survival base are also obvious. If the river water rises or there is an attack along the river, If so, the entire base will be breached in an instant. The three directions of the base are well protected. With the help of abandoned cars and houses as bunkers, and with so many gun-wielding militants patrolling, normally there will be no zombies at all. Way to get into the base.

Long Changshu hid on the bridge and observed. There was no way to get in for a while, and he didn't know the situation inside. He could only hide and observe the routine of these gun-wielding guys, and then see if he could find an opportunity to sneak in. .

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