Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1900: Orange warning for strong winds!

Zheng City.

Right by the Yellow River.

Wow~
Hu Tian crawled from the water to the shore. While crawling, he simultaneously let out high-frequency roars, and the screaming zombies around him followed him. Many zombies had already crawled up to the shore.

Stepping on the mud and sand, Hu Tian glanced up at the sky.

The helicopter from Oil City is still there, but the helicopter from the Northwest Base hasn't been seen all day.

He didn't know what happened, but it didn't matter.

Now he felt more and more that retreating from the northwest and heading east was an extremely correct decision.

If he were in the northwest, he would only have a zombie army of hundreds of thousands at most.

But in less than ten days in the east, the size of the zombie army reached millions.

With so many zombies, we can attack the Northwest Base now.

However, now he wants more half-human, half-corpses to expand the scale of Nirvana.

On the way here, he didn't encounter a single survivor.

Perhaps it was because the zombie army made too much noise, scaring away the survivors around them.

But for Hu Tian, ​​there are more people in Oil City. As long as he takes over Oil City, he can gain more followers.

With these followers, he will be able to better control the zombie army.

Even if the boss of the Northwest Base does not hand over the meteorite to him as agreed, he can still take over the Northwest Base with these zombie armies.

But he hoped that the Northwest Boss would still abide by the agreement. He had a very bad impression of the Boss, and he was afraid that if he attacked the Northwest by force, the Boss would leave the Northwest base with the meteorite before he arrived with his zombie army.

The world is so big, it is not easy to find the escaped boss.

In the helicopter.

The jackal watched the zombies on the ground coming ashore from the surface of the Yellow River. The densely packed zombies gave people a strong sense of oppression.

He looked to the west curiously but did not see the helicopter from the Northwest Base.

"Did something happen at the Northwest Base? We haven't seen their helicopter from yesterday to today." Jackal said to Lao Qin next to him.

Lao Qin glanced at the judge who was sitting in front of the radio station and communicating with the city lord and others.

The judge had a serious expression, as if he had learned some incredible information from the city lord and his men.

He frowned and said, "After the judge has finished communicating with the city lord and the others, talk to the judge."

"Ah."

A few minutes later.

The judge took off his headset and sat in front of the radio in silence for a few seconds.

Soon he stood up and walked towards the jackals.

"The city lord and his men have sent news that there have been strong winds and heavy rains in the north. A cold front is passing through and may reach Oil City in three days."

"What?" The jackal was horrified when he heard this. "Three days? According to the speed of the zombie army, they will arrive at Oil City in three days!"

The judge's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He nodded and smiled bitterly:
"So, we are very unlucky. Even God is helping the zombie army. Now the difficulty of defending against the zombie army has increased again."

Lao Qin quickly said, "The helicopter from the Northwest Base is also missing. It hasn't appeared since yesterday, but they used to come here at least once a day."

"I'm afraid the helicopters at the Northwest Base also received the news from the Northwest Base, so they didn't follow the zombie army."

According to Lao Qin's analysis, the helicopter sent from the Northwest Base is very far away from the Northwest Base.

Even though the people at the Northwest Base set up a fuel supply point in the back, it is still some distance away from Zheng City.

The cold air may move south at any time. If the helicopters at the Northwest Base retreat when the cold air reaches the zombie army, and they still have to fly northwest, they will most likely not be able to return.

The Judge and his crew are flying south at a fast speed and don't need to refuel. As long as they can outrun the cold air, the danger will not be great.

After hearing what Lao Qin said, the judge felt that his analysis made sense.

"Judge, the zombie army is now coming ashore from the Yellow River," the jackal reminded.

Upon hearing this, the judge leaned over the plane window and looked out.

Bad news again.

He sat back in front of the radio station and informed the city lord and others that the helicopter sent by the Northwest Base had disappeared and that the zombie army had landed and arrived in Zheng City.

Gongyi City is a hundred kilometers away from the zombie army.

The ace troops of the Northwestern forces have arrived here.

This ace force has only 500 people, but its strength is the strongest in the entire Northwest Base.

Fully armored configuration, with 30 armored vehicles, 20 artillery pieces, and howitzers.
The captain who led the group was named Zhao Yanjia, who was a relative of the Northwest boss Zhao Mingqian.

This time he obeyed the boss's orders and stayed far behind the zombie army in order to ensure that the war between the zombie army and the Oil City would end in a lose-lose situation.

Otherwise, if one side is too strong and is crushed by the other side, it will be of no benefit to the Northwest Base.

The boss expected that the two sides would fight to the death, and when both sides were at their most vulnerable, the ace troops would come on the scene and take care of both sides.

In this way, the threat of the zombie army was eliminated and the oil city was gone.

The Northwest Base kills two birds with one stone.

Since they were following the zombie army, they didn't encounter many zombies along the way, and no accidents occurred in these days.

These days, they traveled during the day and hid in a relatively secluded place in the evening.

All of them hid in armored vehicles or personnel carriers.

now.

Zhao Yanjia took off his headset with a gloomy face, his eyes full of worry.

He learned from his cousin that a cold front was passing through and that a storm could reach their area at any time.

However, his cousin actually asked him to continue following the zombie army.

The risks they faced by staying outside in such stormy weather were enormous.

Just in case, just in case, the zombie army discovered them, millions of zombies would be able to devour them all with just one encounter.

The zombies' strength will be greatly enhanced in the rainstorm, not only their strength but also their sense of smell.

Without walls or protection, their hundreds of cars would be overturned by the zombie army.

Even if the zombie army doesn't find them, the zombies on the road will find them because their sense of smell will be greatly enhanced in the rainstorm.

All in all, this is the first time to carry out a mission in a rainstorm.

It could also be the only time, because they might die too.

But my cousin feels that the war between the zombie army and the oil city is a unique opportunity for their Northwest Base and must be utilized well.

So, the boss asked him to continue following the zombie army.

After learning the news, Zhao Yanjia did not tell his subordinates immediately, but digested it for a long time before telling everyone the news.

When the subordinates heard this, they were immediately unhappy.

Starting from the Northwest Base, they traveled such a long distance that they had to use ten fuel trucks to refuel. Moreover, the fuel in these ten trucks could only sustain them to reach the Oil City, and there was no fuel for the return trip.

This means they have no way out.

When a large army is marching, logistics is the most difficult.

Moreover, although we didn't encounter too many zombies along the way, three or four armored vehicles were broken down because the road was difficult to travel on.

"Captain, a storm is coming. If we continue to follow the zombie army, we may not be able to return!"

Another person also said nervously:
"Yes, Captain, I still have a wife and son, I don't want to die."

"Captain, please talk to the boss again. We have been huddled in armored vehicles all this time, with nowhere to move. That's fine, but you can't let us go and die, right?"

Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction one after another.

Zhao Yanjia's eyes turned cold, he looked at them and cursed:

"If we can't deal with the zombie army and the oil city, we'll just go back and die!"

"You all know the situation at Wuwei Base. If we don't kill the zombie army and Hu Tian's gang, do you think we can have a good life when we return to Northwest Base?"

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. We have no way out. Lao Li, you have to continue this time, even for the sake of your wife and children in the Northwest Base."

"If you retreat, your wife and children will be eaten by zombies in the future. Do you want that?"

After hearing what Zhao Yanjia said, Old Li gritted his teeth and said:
"I will resolutely obey the captain's arrangements."

When the others heard what Zhao Yanjia said, they stopped talking.

Zhao Yanjia's attitude was firm, and there was no point in their resistance unless they killed Zhao Yanjia.

But if they killed Zhao Yanjia, there was no way they would be able to return to the Northwest Base.

They understood that this mission was a life-threatening one.

In the midst of a storm, close to an army of millions of zombies, and deep within enemy territory, what's the difference between this and seeking death?

It's really stupid.

They don't even have the energy to complain when something like this happens.

The reconnaissance helicopter led by You Long did not return to the Northwest Base, but stayed at Zhao Yanjia's temporary base to refuel.

Zhao Yanjia saw a helicopter not far away, which had not yet taken off and was flying eastward. His face darkened and he walked towards that direction.

"Youlong, why haven't you set out to scout the zombie army yet?" Zhao Yanjia walked over and asked.

Youlong pointed at the helicopter and said helplessly:
"There was a problem with the power system this morning and there is no way to repair it."

Zhao Yanjia frowned, what a coincidence.

The helicopter broke down just as a storm was about to hit?

“When will it be repaired?”

Youlong sighed and said, "I've had someone check it out. This helicopter has been flying frequently these days, and each time it has to burn out all the fuel before it can land. This has a huge impact on the engine. Now the helicopter engine is scrapped. There's no way to repair it, unless we replace the engine."

When a helicopter runs out of fuel, the fuel pump will continue to run, which may cause damage to the fuel pump. At the same time, the engine may suffer damage due to lack of lubrication, or even completely destroy the engine in the worst case.

"No replacement engine?" Zhao Yanjia asked.

"It's not that simple." Youlong explained:

"The best way now is to send another helicopter from the Northwest Headquarters Base."

"This place is 1900 kilometers away from the headquarters base. It will take at least a day to dispatch a helicopter from the headquarters base. I think we should tell the boss earlier and let him make arrangements in advance."

Zhao Yanjia thought about it and asked:
"Based on your understanding of the zombie army, how long do you think it will take for the zombie army to reach Oil City?"

Youlong pondered for a moment and replied:
"Two days at the fastest, three days at the slowest."

After listening to it, Zhao Yanjia analyzed it carefully.

It is already afternoon. If we dispatch a helicopter from the Northwest Base, it will take at least until tomorrow afternoon, or even the day after tomorrow, to arrive.

This is fucking shit.

The storm is estimated to arrive in the next two or three days. In a typhoon of level 10, flying a helicopter is tantamount to suicide and there is no point at all.

I'm so annoying.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanjia told him what the boss had told him about the coming storm.

Youlong was shocked when he heard this, and looked at the helicopter next to him and asked:

"Then what should I do now?"

In this operation, Zhao Yanjia had the highest command authority.

He looked at the helicopter and said, "Why don't you follow us."

"What about this helicopter?" Youlong asked.

"They can't fly anymore, so let's just leave them here for now and talk about it later. Our main task now is to deal with the Oil City and the zombie army." Zhao Yanjia replied.

Youlong looked at the helicopter with some regret, and nodded helplessly: "Okay."

He felt that the helicopters in Oil City were increasingly powerful. They had been flying for so many days and were still hanging in the sky.

It would be nice if they had this type of helicopter at their Northwest base.

in the afternoon.

Oil City.

buffer city.

A notice suddenly came on the radio, issuing an orange gale warning.

All work at the construction site was suspended, and all building materials from high places were moved down. All that could be moved was moved away, and those that could not be moved were secured.

This confused many workers who were having lunch.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Don't make noise, just listen carefully"

The voice on the radio continued.

"According to the warning from the Oil City Meteorological Department, there is a possibility of a storm in the next three days. In order to cope with the strong winds, please follow the relevant regulations and take defensive measures."

In an instant, there was a huge uproar among the workers who heard the announcement on the radio.

"Oh my god, there's going to be another storm. What the hell is this?"

"Yeah, I haven't done any work in the past two days, so I have to stop again. Points are really hard to earn."

"A few days ago, they said that a large army of zombies was heading our way. Now it's going to rain heavily and the wind is strong. Our Oil City is really doomed to fail."

Soon after the broadcast stopped, the supervisors immediately greeted them.

"Stop eating, get up and pack your things. Group 2, move all the steel bars back. Group 3, how long will it take for you to grout? If you can finish grouting within two hours, start now. If you can't finish it within two hours, stop now."

"Supervisor Liu, how do we calculate points today? Do we still count it as one day?" asked a worker in the crowd.

"Okay." The supervisor named Liu shouted, "Pack up your things and put the materials back where they were taken from. You can also issue points for the whole day today. Hurry up!"

(Today's update, haha. I'm sitting in front of the computer and I'm numb from stuck. There was a strong wind a few days ago, so I decided to write a story about a strong wind and a heavy rain to make the protagonist stronger. When I was writing today, I found that the intensity was too high and I was numb all over. I really hate my hands! Don't worry, it's good to make it stronger, the protagonist's development is too smooth.)