Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1870: Shocked and numb...

it's dark.

The helicopter in the sky gradually disappeared from sight.

"Boss, the satellite positioning and navigation are now scrapped. The helicopter has no navigation and they can only return to their post through electronic beacons. They must be gone." Xiang Hua used the walkie-talkie to contact Hu Tian.

"Yeah." Hu Tian replied indifferently.

Even if Xiang Hua didn't say it, he knew that the helicopter in the afternoon really made him sick.

Hu Tian and his team thought that the helicopter had left during the day, but it actually hadn't.

Thousands of meters above the ground, the helicopter was still flying around the huge group of zombies on the ground.

There is a moon tonight and the moonlight is bright. The Judge and his men are sitting in the helicopter and can still see the hundreds of thousands of zombies on the ground.

Even if there was no moonlight, they brought tracer bullets that could be fired at the ground to clearly see the movements of the zombie army.

However, under the cover of night, and with the bottom of the helicopter sprayed with black paint, it was perfectly hidden in the darkness.

The lights were bright in the helicopter.

The judge, the ant, and Lao Qin sat on the sofa.

The judge threw down four cards heavily, "Three Aces and a Jack."

Seeing that he didn't have many cards left, Ant quickly said to Lao Qin: "Hurry up and block him."

"Three twos and a 10." Lao Qin threw it down without hesitation.

The judge raised his lips slightly and threw down the last two cards. "King bomb!"

"Damn it!" Lao Qin cursed.

"Hahahaha, come on, put another one." The judge happily put two more small notes on them.

"What a bad luck. I don't want to play anymore. Let's eat. I'm going to sleep later." Lao Qin threw the small note above his head on the table, got up and went to the storage room to get food.

Lao Qin doesn’t want to play anymore. We are short of one player for Landlord, and the Judge and the Ant can’t play anymore either.

After Ant put away the cards on the table, he fell on the bed next to him, fastened his two seat belts, and fell asleep.

This armed helicopter is positioned as a reconnaissance aircraft, and the situation of reconnaissance personnel resting in the helicopter was taken into consideration during its design and manufacturing.

Therefore, the detail design of the bed is very good.

In the helicopter cockpit, Nut was driving the helicopter. Since the cruise control was on, it was very easy for him to drive.

The Jackal sat in the co-pilot's seat, acting as an observer and occasionally looking down to check on the zombie horde.

The glass of the helicopter has an anti-peeping effect, so even if the lights are on in the helicopter, it still cannot be seen from outside.

They take turns flying the helicopters, with one person flying a helicopter for about five hours. This intensity is actually not difficult for them.

.........

Oil City.

Trading bazaar.

When the black edge was rubbed, Xiao Jun and others returned here from the South Paradise.

"We're here. Untie them." Xiao Jun said to Chen Er and others in the helicopter.

Chen Er unbuckled his seat belt and unbuckled the seat belts of Yu Qiang and others.

"Let's go, get off the helicopter."

With curiosity in their eyes, Yu Qiang and the others followed Chen Er and the others out of the helicopter.

It is six o'clock now, the sun has set, and the criss-crossing solar street lights in the trading market are lit.

The lights in the commercial district not far away are the brightest, illuminating the night sky over there.

Even though they were in the North District, they could still see that the sky over there was bright.

The helicopter did not stop in the Oil City, but in the helicopter training camp in the northern area of ​​the trading market.

Since they were bringing strangers, they couldn't take them into the Oil City and could only bring them here.

Xiao Jun found Chen Er and said to him, "Old Chen, take them to find Wang Ou and confirm it. I'm going back to Oil City first."

"Okay." Chen Er didn't refuse.

Afterwards, Xiao Jun asked Huachen to fly the helicopter back to Oil City.

……

Yu Qiang and others were very excited to enter the trading market they had been dreaming about day and night.

Chen Er called a few of his men, asked them to search their backpacks, and took away their cold weapons such as machetes.

Seeing Yu Qiang and the others looking a little panicked, Chen Er explained:

"All newcomers must hand in all their cold weapons. They will be returned to you when you leave."

"Now that Wengcheng has been closed, we can only take you to the management office to apply for a number plate. Once you get the number plate, we will go to the housing management office to arrange housing for you..."

Yu Qiang asked curiously: "What is a number plate?"

Chen Er said:
“It’s similar to the collection of ID cards and bank cards before the end of the world, and everyone in the trading market has one.

With this number plate, if there are points in it, you can buy what you want from it.”

After hearing what Chen Er said, Yu Qiang and Lao Zhuang looked at each other, both of them were shocked. They hadn't even taken a close look at the situation in the trading market, but this number plate looked very high-end.

"I understand. Thank you." Yu Qiang concealed the shock in his eyes and tried his best to remain calm.

After coming out of the closed training camp, Yu Qiang and others were stunned.

In the distance to the south is a higher wall, which is the wall of the oil city. In the middle there are houses of varying heights.

To the west is the most prosperous commercial district of the trading market. The bustling crowds in the commercial district are even more lively than the night market before the end of the world.

There are people everywhere.

Since the residential buildings in the buffer city are still under construction and cannot be lived in for the time being, more than 200,000 people gathered in the trading market.

After nearly a minute of silence, He Wenjie blurted out two words.

"Fuck!"

There were simply too many people. They had never seen so many people in all their years in the apocalypse.

When they were in M ​​City, they even thought that there might be only one inhabited building in the world.

But now that they had arrived, the number of people here exceeded their imagination.

"Let's go. Don't be in a daze. I have something to do later." Chen Er glanced at them and felt inexplicably happy.

He was also very surprised when he entered the trading market for the first time.

But the trading market at that time had just been established and was far from being as prosperous as it is now.

The current trading market is completely different from what it used to be. One can imagine how big of an impact it has on Yu Qiang and others.

"Oh, okay." Yu Qiang quickly pulled He Wenjie, who had his mouth wide open, and called on others to follow.

The management office is also in the administrative building in the North District, just a few dozen meters away from the training ground.

After entering the administrative building, there were still a few people in the lobby on the first floor.

Yu Qiang and his friends were like people who had just come out of the countryside into a big city. They looked around curiously and were very curious about everything in the trading market.

There is only one person on night shift in the management office.

Chen Er walked to the counter and said to the staff inside:
"Xiao Dai, get them number plates."

"Captain Chen." After hearing Chen Er's words, the female staff member inside raised her head and looked at Yu Qiang and the others with some curiosity.

Judging from the attire and condition of Yu Qiang and his companions, they were obviously outside survivors.

"Wengcheng has been closed, why are you bringing it here now?" Xiao Dai asked curiously.

Chen Er explained:

"I just got off the helicopter. I had some things to do today. Let's get them done quickly."

"it is good."

Xiao Dai took out a few registration forms from the cabinet and said, "Come here and register first. The information you fill in must be true and not false."

Yu Qiang and others walked over, took the registration form and glanced at it.

Name, age, place of origin, date of birth, expertise...

This is even more complicated than the interview registration form before the apocalypse.

They filled in the information with charcoal pencils and handed it to Xiao Dai. Xiao Dai checked their registration forms one by one and said, "Let's take a photo."

Xiao Dai adjusted the camera and took a picture of Yu Qiang.

All newcomers entering the trading market must have a photo file.

Yu Qiang and his friends took photos one by one and answered some of Xiao Dai's questions.

While going through the process, Chen Er took out a pack of corn-silk cigarettes from his pocket out of boredom, popped out a cigarette and puffed away.

Seeing Chen Er smoking, Zhuang Qian, a long-time smoker, suddenly felt addicted.

He smoked for more than twenty years and quit in the last days. It was not because he didn't want to smoke, but because he didn't have any.

He noticed that there was also a logo on the cigarette box, which was the same logo as the one in the helicopter.

It's all a big tree.

With just one glance, he saw a lot of potential information.

The ability to produce tobacco shows that the oil city is not short of food and can even use excess energy and land to grow tobacco.

Second, the use of cardboard packaging shows that papermaking can be done in the oil city.

Third, the logo of the big tree was not handwritten but printed, which shows that the oil city can make plates and print.

……

Chen Er naturally saw Zhuang Qian's look, but he did not generously give him one.

After all, this thing is not cheap even in the trading market, and not everyone can afford it.

A few minutes later, Xiao Dai handed them the number plates.

Their numbers were laser printed on it.

In the past year or so, the number plates have been upgraded twice.

From the most basic handwritten number plates at the beginning, but now also includes number plates that can be read with magnetic strips.

Yu Qiang held the thing that was like his "identity card" at the trading market and inexplicably felt a sense of belonging.

"Let's go." Chen Er threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

Lao Zhuang looked at the cigarette butt on the ground and even had an urge to pick it up secretly.

But he still had some dignity to save, and finally suppressed the thought.

As soon as Chen Er led them out of the administrative building, he saw Wang Ou, Meng De and others running towards the door of the building.

Yu Qiang was stunned when he saw Wang Ou and the others at the door, then he smiled, "Old Wang!"

"Mengde!"

"Finally I see you guys!"

Wang Ou almost didn't recognize Yu Qiang at first glance, but he was sure after looking at him carefully twice.

"Old Yu, I almost didn't recognize you. You've changed so much. What's with that scar on your face?"

Yu Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"It's a long story, but at least we're here. You didn't lie to me. Oil City really does exist, and it's beyond my imagination."

Meng De patted Yu Qiang on the shoulder and saw several people around Yu Qiang, none of whom he recognized.

So I asked curiously:
"Where are Song Rong and the others?"

"They..." Yu Qiang's eyes were filled with sadness, "They are all dead."

"These are the brothers I made in M ​​City."

Wang Ou smiled and said:

"You are my brother, and since they are your brothers, they are also my brothers."

"Come on, come on, I'll take you guys out for a nice meal to welcome you back."

Just at this moment, Chen Er walked out of the administrative building.

"Captain Chen." Wang Ou greeted him quickly when he saw Chen Er.

Chen Er had just observed at the door of the administrative building for a while. After confirming that Wang Ou indeed knew Yu Qiang and others, his mission was completed.

So he walked over and said, "We just got them number plates, but we haven't gotten them a place to live yet. Since they are your friends, you can take them there."

"Okay, okay, Captain Chen, thank you for your hard work." Wang Ou was very humble.

Chen Er waved his hand and led his men away.

After Chen Er left, Yu Qiang asked curiously, "Old Wang, who is this person? Why are you so polite to him?"

Wang Ou said with awe in his eyes:
"A captain of the militia department, Chen Er, has hundreds of people under him."

"So powerful!" Yu Qiang was also a little surprised.

When he was riding in a helicopter today, he saw that at least two people observing the helicopter were of higher status than him, and the others seemed to be about the same level as him.

Seeing Yu Qiang thinking silently, Wang Ou patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the housing management office to register and put your luggage down."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Wang."

"It's a small matter. I tell you, don't reorganize the team. Just join my team. Meng De is in the same team with me now. It's easier to get things done with more people."

Yu Qiang nodded and said:
"I'll ask them for their opinions tonight."

Soon, they arrived at the living area.

The densely packed residential buildings dazzled them. With so many houses, how many people could be living in them?

"Old Wang, how many people are there in here?" Yu Qiang could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked.

"More than 200,000 people, I don't know the exact number."

hiss!
After hearing this, Yu Qiang and others gasped and looked shocked.

so many people!

How outrageous!
This is the end of the world.

Wang Ou took Yu Qiang and a few others who were shocked and dizzy, and completed the residence registration and arranged accommodation.

Next, they were taken to the commercial district.

Entering the commercial area, Yu Qiang and his friends were even more shocked, and they kept talking about the national quintessence.

The clean and tidy streets are crowded with people.

The shops on both sides flashed neon lights, including barbecue restaurants, clothing stores, blacksmith shops, braised meat shops, electronic goods stores, food stores, small commodity stores, gas stations, auto repair shops...

Hundreds of shops are open on this street.

And the business inside is very good.

A girl dressed in sexy and shabby clothes was soliciting customers at the entrance of Tingfeng Tower.

Seeing the curvy girl, He Wenjie stared at something and couldn't help but sigh:

"Have I arrived in heaven?"

Meng De, who was next to He Wenjie, smiled and said after hearing what he said:

"Little brother, let me remind you that the cost of living here is not low."

"In this trading market, points are king. Points are needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation. As long as you have points, you can enjoy the good life here."

……

"How to get points?" He Wenjie asked quickly.

Meng De held up two fingers, "Two ways..."

Wang Ou invited them to a fast food restaurant that had recently opened in the trading market.

0.5 points can keep them full, and there is a lot of variety.

But the best-selling item is a hodgepodge of corn tortillas, vegetables, and pork offal broth.

There was not a single piece of pork offal in this bowl of hodgepodge, but at least it tasted like meat and was cheap.

"Come, try it. The food in this restaurant is delicious." Wang Ou said to Yu Qiang and others.

Wang Ou and his companions, who had been extremely hungry for a long time, could no longer control themselves and started to eat voraciously, completely disregarding their image.

.........

(End of this chapter)