Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Shangnan County.

After the natural disasters of blizzards and floods, the plants on the ground grew wildly.

The ground is full of green and vitality.

In just over a month, the whole world came back to life.

Grass and trees grew in the cracks of the frozen and cracked asphalt road, and they covered the entire road.

in the city.

The former six-lane central divider has been turned into a nursery for birch seedlings.
Faded plastic supermarket bags dangled from the tender green leaves like some eerie sacrificial flags.

The collapsed office buildings were half buried in a green net woven by ivy, with steel bars exposed like bones and vines slowly grinding the remains of the glass curtain walls into powder.

Occasionally, a few zombies roam the desolate city streets.

Tread-tap-

A burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the city.

Leading the pack was Tian Yunxiao, who was on all fours, running freely through the city streets like a cheetah.

Behind him, two hundred wall-climbing zombies followed.

These wall-climbing zombies also walk on all fours. They are relatively small in size and weight, generally only about 1.56 meters tall, with thin limbs and short heads.

They were like a leader of a pack of wolves, running and trampling the weeds on the streets.

More than a hundred meters behind Tian Yunxiao and the wall-climbing zombies, followed by Xiang Hua and others.

Even though they ran at their fastest speed, they still couldn't catch up with Tian Yunxiao and the mutated wall-climbing zombies.

The mutated wall-climbing zombies are by far the most terrifying of the mutant zombies.

It has extremely fast jumping and running speed, and also has the ability to climb.

"Fuck Tian Yunxiao, can't he slow down a bit?" Xiang Hua cursed in his heart as he watched Tian Yunxiao disappear at the end of the street.

I can't catch up no matter what.

Why is the gap between half human and half corpse so big!

Nettles coming out of the cracks in the asphalt scratched Xiang Hua's calves.
He raised his foot angrily and crushed a bunch of dandelions, and the white fluff exploded.

The cold storage transport truck fell on the side of the road, the black water seeping out of the car body had long since solidified into an amber-like substance, and a few chickweeds were peeking out their scarlet stamens from the cracks.

In the broken window, a plastic mannequin was half-stuck in a bush of wild roses.

Drops of water fell from the rusted fire pipes, making hollow echoes on the rain-soaked Starbucks sign.

blah blah blah!

Xiang Hua kicked away the shared bicycle frame that was blocking the way, and a ball of gray-white mycelium emerged from the basket.

On the lintel of the convenience store on the corner, neon tubes and bird nests are entangled into a glowing crown of thorns, and the traffic lights have long since rusted into red and green moss balls.

Xiang Hua looked at Tian Yunxiao who was leading the race, and a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes.

Along the way, Tian Yunxiao ran the fastest, followed by the mutated wall-climbing zombies.

He and several of his former subordinates were the slowest runners.

Therefore, Tian Yunxiao and the wall-climbing zombies had to stop frequently to wait for Xiang Hua and the others.

Otherwise they would be even faster.

It seems
Nirvana is indeed the future of mankind, allowing humans to break through the limits of their bodies.

become stronger.

Like Tian Yunxiao, they are half human and half zombie like them, but Tian Yunxiao was injected with drugs earlier than Xiang Hua and others, and has been injected with more types of drugs, so Tian Yunxiao now not only has the ability of wall-climbing zombies, but also the abilities of screaming zombies, high-jumping zombies, and speed-type zombies.

As for Hu Tian, ​​Xiang Hua had no doubt that he was definitely more powerful than any of them.

Thinking of this, Xiang Hua felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Although Hu Tian is not a good leader and does not have charisma, he has the ability to transform half-human, half-corpse, which can make him stronger.

If things continue to develop in this way, the half-human, half-corpse might be able to become a little superman.

Just as he was thinking about it, Tian Yunxiao in the distance stopped again and looked at him provocatively, as if saying: Hurry up, you rookie!
Xiang Hua shook his head and hurried to catch up with a few of his men who were left behind.

At this moment, a buzzing sound was heard from the distant sky.

It's a helicopter!

Xiang Hua quickly picked up the intercom and contacted Tian Yunxiao, "It's the helicopter from Oil City, quickly hide."

Upon hearing this, Tian Yunxiao hurriedly led the mutated wall-climbing zombies into the building.

The helicopter did not notice them and quickly flew over the city, disappearing in a moment.

"Why are there so many helicopters in Oil City?" Xiang Hua asked.

Tian Yunxiao replied on the intercom: "I told you a long time ago that Oil City's strength should not be underestimated."

Xiang Hua recalled that when he went to the Northwest Base for a meeting, everyone, including the big guys, had very limited knowledge of the Oil City.

He suddenly realized that everyone in the Northwest Base had seriously underestimated the strength of Oil City.

"Let's continue heading towards Oil City. The helicopter has already left." Xiang Hua said.

Tian Yunxiao said with some disdain:

"Well, hurry up, I'll always be waiting for you."

Xiang Hua: “.”

"We are already at our fastest speed."

Tian Yunxiao naturally knew that Xiang Hua and the others had tried their best, and he also knew the reason why Xiang Hua was slower than him.

But he just wanted to say it.

In Tian Yunxiao's opinion, there only need to be two half-human, half-zombie people in the world, him and Hu Tian.

But Hu Tianxiang obviously wanted to create a tribe and expand the scale of the half-human, half-corpse.

Faced with Hu Tian's choice, Tian Yunxiao had no room for rebuttal. After all, he was also under Hu Tian's control.

The newly joined Xiang Hua made him feel threatened, and he was worried that he would compete with him and Hu Tian for favor.

Not only that, but Hu Tian sent himself to accompany him in this attack on the oil city, which also proved that Hu Tian trusted himself more.

The master has me in his heart, Tian Yunxiao thought.

West Market.

At three o'clock in the afternoon.

Youlong looked at the extra helicopter in the east, feeling confused and a little frightened.

The helicopters in Oil City, don’t they need to refuel?

He remembered that heavy armed helicopter; it was there every time he came here.

Could it be possible that the helicopter could keep flying?
Now the zombie army has reached Xishi, which is closer to the Oil City and farther away from the Zhangye Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Base.

In order to make refueling more convenient, Youlong and his team applied to the headquarters base to set up a transfer station and refueling point near Lan City.

This way they don't have to cross such a long distance to catch up with the zombie army.

It took them a long time to finally be able to fly over once a day to scout the movements of the zombie army.

And each time they could not stay for too long and had to retreat due to the remaining fuel.

Just as Youlong was staring at the two helicopters in a daze, many black spots appeared on the horizon.

He quickly picked up the telescope and looked, only to see ten helicopters flying from the east.

A big tree logo was spray-painted on the fuselages of these helicopters, and they were obviously helicopters from the Oil City.

"???"

"Captain, there's a helicopter from Oil City," the subordinate next to him reminded.

"I saw it." Youlong immediately used the communicator to contact the cockpit, "Get away immediately and be ready to retreat at any time."

If he was only facing one or two helicopters, he would not worry at all. If he couldn't defeat them, he could just run away.

But facing more than a dozen helicopters, there is absolutely no way to escape once surrounded.

Although the boss and the lord of Oil City agreed on a non-attack treaty, both parties knew that the treaty was actually invalid.

It’s the end of the world, credit means nothing.

You believe everything I say? Are you so naive?

buzzing-

Youlong and his men quickly left in the helicopter, away from the helicopter in Oil City.

They would hang in the distance and observe quietly. Once the helicopters from the oil city approached them, they would escape as quickly as possible.

They were also curious about what so many helicopters suddenly appeared in the Oil City for.

Soon, they knew what Oil City wanted to do.

This is the second time Hua Chen and others have come here today, repeating the same operations as in the previous wave.

Under the command of the Judge, the bombing mode was activated on the zombie army on the ground.

Boom boom boom boom ~
The explosions continued, and the zombies on the ground were hit by another wave of baptism.

The Judge and his men had already seen the helicopter from the Northwest Base, but they ignored it and continued to carry out the bombing mission as planned.

The helicopter brigade bombed for more than ten minutes, dropping more than ten tons of cluster bombs during these ten minutes, killing tens of thousands of zombies.

This cluster bomb is extremely powerful. It explodes before it falls to the ground, directly blowing off the heads of the zombies on the ground.

After the intensive explosions ended, black smoke filled the sky.

The helicopter brigade came and went in a hurry.

After Hua Chen said something to the judge, he led the helicopter squadron back along the same route.

In the helicopter to the west.

Youlong looked at the helicopter brigade leaving the Oil City and was still immersed in the fierce power of the bombs dropped by the helicopters just now, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Such powerful explosives, and in such large quantities, can be used to blow up zombies.

Is this for their Northwest Base to see?

Demonstration?!
"Captain, their explosives are so powerful. What kind of explosives are so powerful?" asked Ma'an, who was lying on the plane window.

The shock in Youlong's eyes had not completely dissipated, and he murmured in reply:
"That's a cluster bomb. Simply put, it's a bomb made up of many bombs bundled together."

"But."

Another person asked, "But why are there so many bombs in Oil City? What a waste!"

In the distance, the smoke had not yet dissipated on the ground.

Youlong said in a complicated tone:
"This shows that Oil City is not short of bombs and can even produce large quantities of them. Judging from this alone, Oil City is stronger than us."

The Northwest Base is actually not weak. It has two small bullet production lines and can also produce bombs, but they are small family workshops and the bomb production volume is very low.

The production technology of bombs is actually not difficult.

However, if large-scale mass production is to be carried out, the support of the upstream and downstream industrial chains will be required, as well as sufficient manpower, raw materials, technology, equipment, etc.

Apart from anything else, the mining, production and transportation of bomb materials require human support.

The raw material of traditional explosives is gunpowder, and the raw material of gunpowder is saltpeter.

The raw material of modern explosives is ammonium nitrate, and the manufacture of ammonium nitrate requires the following raw materials: nitric acid, ammonia water, and water.

The raw materials of nitric acid are saltpeter and concentrated sulfuric acid.
Saltpeter is also required.

The production of saltpeter also requires professional equipment and machinery, as well as professional workers.

So although things that look simple are not difficult to make, once they are scaled up, they become very difficult.

This requires a certain volume to support large-scale production.

This is the advantage of a high level of industrialization, which makes large-scale production easy.

The population of the Northwest Base was already quite large in the apocalypse, with more than 10,000 people.

But nearly half of them are combatants.

The rest of the manpower is dispersed across various fields and appears to be very limited.

Those producing food, extracting oil, and in various factories.

In addition to the headquarters base, the Northwestern forces also have five or six other branch bases.

Wuwei Sub-base, Yumen Oilfield Sub-base, Zhangye Farm Sub-base, Qilian Mountain Military Base, Jiuquan Factory Base, Wuyuan Mountain Sub-base.
Although the population of the branch bases is relatively small, too many branch bases disperse the personnel.

On the other hand, look at the power of the big camphor tree.

It has three bases, and the total population is as high as 300,000.

It is more than twenty times that of the Northwest Base.

Moreover, these three bases have now achieved self-production of grain, and the division of labor is very clear. Each base has its own strategic focus and can complement each other.

When the large camphor tree base is developing, for example, when human expert support is needed in a certain field, generous treatment can be offered and people can be recruited from the oil city.

The people in Oil City come from all corners of the world, and they do all kinds of things before the end of the world. What’s more important is that there is always a steady influx of fresh blood.

But the population at the Northwest Base was originally very small, and there were so few zombies, let alone survivors.

So the population of the Northwest Base has not increased over the years.

The population may even decline due to natural disasters.

In the helicopter.

Not only Youlong was shocked by the operation of the Oil City Helicopter Brigade, but others were also shocked.

How could the people in their northwest base be so extravagant as to use bombs?

"Captain, I just estimated that the bombing consumed at least 15 tons of explosives!"

Another person echoed:

"Yeah, how can the people in Oil City be so extravagant! Using so many bombs is such a waste."

Youlong listened to their discussions and felt heavy and uncomfortable in his heart.

"Perhaps, Oil City is not short of bombs at all. We know too little about Oil City!"

Zizzi~
The pilot's voice came from the communicator, "Captain, we only have enough fuel left to return. Should we go back now?"

Ugh.
Youlong looked at the two Oil City helicopters still hanging in the air.

People are more mad than people.

Every time I come here, I have to go back after a short while.

Use the communicator to contact the pilot, "Return."

On the way back, he used the radio to contact the boss at the headquarters base and reported what he saw this time.

Northwest base.

After the boss got the news from Youlong, he felt a little disappointed.

I have been dealing with Oil City for almost two years.

Two years ago, Oil City brought him almost no pressure.

However, due to the distance, he ignored it.

Two years later, Oil City seems to be getting stronger.

More than ten tons of explosives, just used to blow up zombies like that, what a fucking bullshit.

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