Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1861: Perpetual Helicopter
From Wuwei Base to Oil City, it is more than one thousand to nearly two thousand kilometers.

According to the walking speed of the zombie army, it would take nearly twenty days if they walked 100 kilometers a day.

However, there is a convoy among the zombie army, and they drive at a relatively fast speed. It would only take about two days for the zombies to drive here day and night.

Considering that the zombies might drive over, the Judge suggested tracking the zombie army.

Abandon the helicopter and follow the zombie army on the ground for 24 hours monitoring.

Li Yu rejected the judge's proposal. After all, it was very dangerous to get close to the zombie army, especially at night. The zombies had a keen sense of smell and they would be easily discovered if they were too close.

Once the group of zombies discover the Judge and others, they will surely die no matter how strong they are.

Hundreds of wall-climbing zombies that are not afraid of ultraviolet lights are extremely terrifying at night, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of ordinary zombies.

Anyway, there are so many zombies and they pose a big target, so we might as well let the Judge and the others come back first, and then send a helicopter over every day to observe the movements of the zombie army.

After reporting to the headquarters base and Oil City.

It's getting late.

The judge looked at the zombie army below. These zombies had already entered the Wuwei base.

"Judge, how about a bombing?" Ant looked at the zombie army below and felt itchy to do something.

"No, don't provoke them."

The judge looked at the time and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. It would be dark in two hours at most.

It would take at least six hours to return to Oil City from Wuwei Base. There was enough fuel, but it was too dangerous to fly overnight.

"Lao Qin, go to Lan City and find a place to rest for a night, and then return to Oil City tomorrow." said the judge.

After receiving the order, Lao Qin nodded and said, "Okay."

After synchronizing the destination with another helicopter, they flew towards Lan City in the helicopter.

It is about 300 kilometers from Wuwei Base to Lanshi, and it can be reached in more than an hour.

It was gradually getting dark and they arrived in Lan City at 5:20.

As an important city in the west, Lan City was quite prosperous before the end of the world.

Instead of going to the center of Lan City, they went to a place called Bali Town in the south of Lan City.

There is a TV tower on the top of a mountain in the south of Bali Town. The tower is surrounded by barbed wire, and there is an open space in front of the tower, which is large enough to accommodate two helicopters.

In such remote places, even if there are zombies, there will be relatively few of them.

Lao Qin looked at the open space on the top of the mountain and said with a smile:

"We are lucky. We found such a good place just by looking around."

"Go down and search the TV tower before it gets dark," said the judge.

buzzing-

Two helicopters slowly landed on the open space in front of the TV tower.

The Judge jumped out of the helicopter, picked up a lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

hiss~
Call ~
After blowing out a smoke ring, the judge shouted to the people in the helicopter:

"Lao Qin, tell the city lord and the captain that we have found a temporary shelter for tonight."

"Ant, Nut, Li Si, Shuntian, the rest of you go to the TV tower and check for hidden dangers."

"Hefeng, Madong, fill up the helicopter with fuel."

"Everyone else, stay put."

After the arrangements were made, everyone got busy.

The jackal also walked to the edge of the barbed wire fence, holding a cigarette and an automatic rifle.

Looking down, the cliff.

Some of the sparse trees below are in bloom, and in another two months, they will probably bear fruit.

The place where they were was the highest point on the mountain, with an excellent view. They could even see an elevated railway track from here.

Ten minutes later.

Ant and Nut walked down from the TV tower.

"There are several mummies up there. It looks like they all committed suicide when the apocalypse virus first broke out." Ant came over and asked the judge, "Where are we staying tonight? In the helicopter or upstairs?"

The judge looked at the entire ruined TV tower. The TV tower used a large amount of glass, which was now completely broken.

Since there is no enclosed space, it is better to sleep directly in the helicopter.

So the judge said, "Just sleep in the helicopter."

Time passed, and after He Feng and his team had filled the helicopter with fuel, they moved the empty fuel tanks off the helicopter to make more space for it.

The night came quietly.

A waning moon hung on the branches. The helicopter did not have its ultraviolet light on, so it blended into the surrounding darkness.

The judge sat in the passenger seat, eating tortillas and looking at the waning moon in the sky. A dark cloud blocked the moon, and the entire sky became completely dark.

Oil City.

Trading bazaar.

It's still as lively as ever.

In the commercial district.

In order to regulate the appearance of the commercial district and to divert traffic from the main roads.

Under the leadership of Lao Huang, all the street stalls on the main road of the commercial district were moved to Zuoer Street, forming a street stall market here.

You only need to pay a small stall fee, and you can set up a stall here even if you are alone.

The street market is quite large. Zuoer Street is 300 meters from beginning to end. It is filled with street stalls at night, selling all kinds of goods.

There are even scarce items like sanitary napkins.

The street market was noisy and bustling with constant hawking.

"Come on, come on, don't miss the rat jerky if you pass by. One pound of rat jerky only costs 5 points!"

"A fever-reducing soup made from the roots of Eupatorium wilfordii!" The young man's high-pitched hawking voice pierced through the buzzing whispers, and bubbles surged in the dark green juice in the aluminum pot.

"The latest new products are sold at a low price. It all depends on luck to open the blind box, 1 point each." On a street stall, there are densely packed jars.

Seven years of exposure to the sun have turned all the labels gray, but the merchandise is still arranged in an almost paranoid pattern.

The third row from the left is canned dehydrated vegetables, with a few brown residues leaking out of the cracked tin. In the deepest iron box lies half a plate of moldy pills, and when the cellophane reflects light, you can still glimpse their former emerald green color.

The electronic equipment vendor next to him was curled up in a pile of moldy bedding, fiddling with a transistor radio with his dry-branch-like fingers. A line from "Jasmine Flower" suddenly floated out from the intermittent sound of electricity.

"Radio, MP3, flashlight"

Tread-tap-

There was a sound of footsteps.

A patrol wearing tactical rubber boots walked by with guns drawn.

Wherever they passed, the stall owners remained silent and dared not speak.

The two people who were arguing fiercely on the street stall immediately stopped arguing and dared not speak anymore after seeing the patrol team appear.

If they were accidentally spotted by the patrol, they would be in trouble. They would rather resolve any conflicts in private than let the patrol know. Once the patrol found out about the physical conflict, if they were lucky, they could pay a high amount of points to save their lives, but if they were unlucky, they would be killed as an example.

No one dares to cause trouble here.

This also makes the patrol team's work quite idle and boring.

There were two people walking in front of the patrol team.

Xie Feiyang on the left was carrying a gun and said to the person next to him in boredom:
"Old Bai, you said that Black Hand and Zheng Shiwu had just joined our patrol team a few months ago, and now they have run to the militia. Sigh..."

Bai Xiaofeng looked straight ahead and replied:
"It is undeniable that they have outstanding abilities, and being a patrol team leader is indeed a waste of their talents."

"Hey!"

Xie Feiyang raised his eyebrows and said:

"If you ask me, it's better to stay in the patrol team. I don't have to go out of the city to take risks, and there are not many training tasks. I just need to go shopping and check in every day. I would rather be a small captain in the patrol team than a big captain in the militia."

"Everyone has their own aspirations and everyone has different ideas." Bai Xiaofeng replied.

Xie Feiyang sighed, "You know what, Black Hand is quite interesting. With him gone, the patrol team has become much more boring."

ding ding ding-

A sirens pierced the night sky.

The alarm came from behind.

Xie Feiyang and Bai Xiaofeng looked at each other and ran back.

They had run less than a hundred meters when they saw Hong Gongcao pulling a middle-aged man by his clothes and preventing him from leaving.

When Hong Gongcao saw the patrol team, his face turned over with joy, as if he had seen reinforcements.

He shouted at Xie Feiyang: “Captain Xie, this guy doesn’t give points when he buys things!”

When Xie Feiyang saw that it was Hong Gongcao again, he sighed helplessly.

This Hong Gongcao clearly had a job arranged for him by the Housing Management Office, but after get off work in the evening he came here to set up a stall.

I really don't know what he is trying to do.

The middle-aged man who was being pulled by Hong Gongcao had a face full of grief and anger.

"This guy is cheating. I thought it was one point for every pound of bacon, but it turned out to be one point for every gram of bacon!"

"He wrote gram instead of jin, and it was so blurry that it was hard to tell the difference."

Hong Gongcao glared and cursed: "One pound of ham, you still want one point, think clearly with your ass, okay, this is bacon, okay? It's real Iberian ham, high-end product!"

The man said angrily:

"No wonder you said that. One gram of ham requires one point, so one pound of ham requires 1 points. You are trying to steal points!"

Bai Xiaofeng came over and said:

"Hong Gongcao, you are suspected of not clearly indicating the prices of the goods you sell. Come with us."

"Hey, please, please, please. I wrote this very clearly."

When Hong Gongcao saw Bai Xiaofeng say this, he immediately became anxious: "Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with you. Just go. Go." He waved at the middle-aged man who was buying meat.

When the middle-aged man saw that the patrol team wanted to take Hong Gongcao away, he was no longer in a hurry.

"Aren't you showing off?"

Hong Gongcao looked at Bai Xiaofeng and said aggrievedly, "Captain Bai, can't I change it?"

"No, this is the second time. If you want to set up a stall, just do it. Don't always think about causing trouble!" Bai Xiaofeng refused to give in.

"Alas." Hong Gongcao rolled up the ham on the stall and left with the patrol team in disappointment.

When they arrived at the North District Administrative Building, Bai Xiaofeng deducted five points from him according to the law.

Pointing at him, he warned: "Hong Gongcao, if you do it again, I will put you in jail! I will starve you for three days and three nights!"

"I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again." Hong Gongcao quickly carried the sack and ran away.

Xie Feiyang, who was standing next to him, looked at Hong Gongcao's back as he left and couldn't help but curse:
"If Captain Li hadn't told me to treat him better, I would have really wanted to beat this bastard up."

Bai Xiaofeng nodded and said:

"Who would have known that this grandson was once a spy for the Northwest forces."

The Northwestern boss sent two waves of spies in an attempt to infiltrate the Oil City.

The first wave was Hong Gongcao, who was successfully instigated by Oil City.

Under Lao Luo's guidance, Hong Gongcao attracted the boss to send a second wave of spies, but was turned against the government again.

After two waves of spies were turned, all the information the boss got about the Oil City was false.

Soon after, a natural disaster called Iceberg broke out, and the boss lost contact with the spies who had been defected.

Moreover, as time went by, the boss also noticed something was wrong and probably knew that something went wrong with the spy he sent out.

So when Hong Gongcao and others contacted the boss, the boss didn't respond.

Big camphor tree base.

After communicating with the judge, Li Yu convened a high-level meeting.

An in-depth discussion was conducted on the Northwest Base and the newly emerged mysterious force.

Finally, they unanimously decided to maintain the current construction progress for the time being and simultaneously track the situation of the zombie army.

Originally, they wanted to launch a general offensive against the northwest in the near future. To launch the general offensive against the northwest, the troops departing from the Dazhangshu base had to pass through the Oil City.

Now, the sudden emergence of this mysterious force has disrupted their established plans.

However, the plan to reinforce Oil City with ammunition, equipment, and combat personnel remained unchanged.

If that mysterious force, leading the zombie army, really set their sights on the Oil City, the top brass at the Camphor Tree Base thought that instead of taking the initiative to attack, it would be better to wait for the zombie army to reach the vicinity of the Oil City and fight at home.

By then, the Oil City can be transformed into a fixed fortress, and fighting near the Oil City will give us a greater chance of success, whether it is active offense or passive defense.

Apart from anything else, the two million rounds of ammunition that Zuo Ruxue transported this time would be enough to support several large-scale battles in the Oil City.

As long as this mysterious force dares to come, Uncle San is sure to kill them.

Even though this mysterious force has intelligent zombies, they also have zombie-attracting potions, sonic weapons, etc.

We’ll fight them when the time comes. After dealing with this mysterious force, we’ll go take over the Northwest Base.

After the meeting.

Li Yu found He Bing from the mechanical maintenance factory alone and asked about the testing status of the sustainable version of the helicopter.

These days, the sustainable version of the helicopter equipped with a zombie generator has passed various tests.

"Can I use it now?" Li Yu asked.

He Bing hesitated for a moment and said:
"The test of the helicopter has been completed. There are some details that need to be adjusted, but they are not major problems and will not affect the normal use of the helicopter."

“We will make second-generation development adjustments on the second helicopter.”

Li Yu nodded and said:
"Okay, I got it. I will send someone to pick up the helicopter tomorrow, and then have He Ma and the others transport it to Oil City."

Just when I was worrying about how to track the zombie horde 24 hours a day, the sustainable version of the helicopter that had just been tested was like a pillow that just happened to please me.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)