Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1924: Encountering a team of survivors on the road. (5000 words)
South of Qinling Mountains.

SY City.

Located in the Qinling Mountains, Wudang Mountain is just outside the city of SY.

Surrounded by mountains and lush vegetation, this area looks even greener, especially after this heavy rain.

Grass and trees invade the city, making it full of greenery.

Ivy grew out of the cracks in the wall and covered the entire building. Morning glories swayed in the wind, and the roof was covered with sunflowers, facing the sun and basking in the sunshine.

North of Wudangshan Airport.

The steel buildings here have long since turned into green forests. Ferns grow wildly with reinforced concrete as their carriers, and from a distance they blend into the surrounding mountains and forests.

A group of survivors were walking on the highway, carrying packages on their backs and holding various weapons in their hands.

Sudden.

One of the men squatted down, put his ear to the ground, and listened carefully to the vibrations of the ground.

"Brother Song, what's wrong?" a bronze-skinned woman asked puzzledly.

The man called Brother Song raised his right hand, signaling them not to walk, talk or make any noise.

After listening for a while, the man's expression changed slightly and he squinted his eyes and looked towards the east.

"It seems like a convoy is coming towards us. Let's get off the highway quickly and find a place to hide." Brother Song said quickly.

After saying that, he ran towards the bushes on the right without hesitation.

The other people looked at each other in confusion, but they did not hesitate. Instead, they immediately followed Brother Song's pace and ran to the bushes on the right. From their high vantage point, they could see the situation on the highway from the bushes.

They lay at the edge of a bush, with the grass and trees concealing their figures well.

A 30-something sturdy man lay next to Brother Song and asked doubtfully:

"Brother Song, why is there a convoy? Did you hear it wrong? I didn't hear or see anything."

Songge replied confidently:

"No, I heard it right. You will be able to see it soon."

He has excellent hearing and amazing observation skills, and has led this team of survivors to avoid zombie hordes many times.

Like the vibration he just heard, he could easily determine that it was the sound of vehicle tires rolling over, and there were probably quite a few vehicles.

As everyone waited anxiously, they finally saw a huge loader appearing from the eastern intersection.

"Brother Song, what do you see there?!" The bronze-skinned woman looked at the giant creature that appeared at the intersection in shock.

Its huge size took up all three lanes, and its tall tires were even taller than an adult.

The front fender of the car is in a pointed cone shape, which looks very domineering.

Brother Song looked at the giant car and said to everyone in a low voice:

"Keep quiet and don't get discovered."

In the last days, there is very little cooperation among humans, but more conflicts.

A behemoth like this is definitely not something that ordinary people can create.

The behemoth rushed forward and even knocked open the guardrail in the middle of the lane.

Wuwuwu——

Brother Song heard a buzzing sound, and when he looked up, he saw two drones flying in the air ahead.

Behind the behemoth were dozens of armored vehicles and infantry fighting vehicles.

The gun barrel on the vehicle exudes a cold color, which makes people feel intimidated.

The convoy was getting closer and closer, and only when the behemoth got close to them did they intuitively feel the enormity of this behemoth.

Through the window guardrails and glass, they could vaguely see the driver inside.

In the bushes, the bronze woman was full of doubts and wanted to ask Brother Song, but Brother Song had just ordered them to keep quiet, so she had to suppress her doubts for the time being.

The armored vehicles and infantry fighting vehicles following behind rolled over the dry ground covered with mud and fallen leaves, making rumbling sounds.

Looking at the artillery and heavy machine guns on these tanks, the survivors hiding in the bushes almost felt their hearts jump into their throats.

It has been so long since the end of the world, and they have never seen such a well-equipped team.

Could it be official troops?

The sturdy man looked at Brother Song, pointed at the team below, and asked in spoken language: Do you want to go down?

Brother Song pursed his lips and shook his head.

It's already the seventh year since the apocalypse. Even if this is an official team, it is different from before the apocalypse.

If they rashly show up and run over, it might bring disaster upon them.

Suddenly, he saw a flag standing on the roof of the behemoth.

There was a big tree logo embroidered on the flag, which was consistent with the propaganda graffiti they had seen in a place before.

Brother Song thought to himself: What exactly is Oil City?
The convoy did not notice them and continued to move forward.

After these vehicles left, the strong man quickly asked Brother Song:

"Brother Song, why don't you go down? This team looks like an official team. If we follow them, we won't have to wander around anymore."

Another man wearing a tiger-skin short-sleeved shirt sneered:

"Old Black, why are you still so naive? Why would they help us? Believe it or not, if we run down, we will definitely die, believe it or not!"

Brother Song said in a deep voice:
"This should be the team from Oil City. Did you see a symbol sprayed on the bodies of these cars? It's the same symbol we saw in Xiangyang before!"

The bronze-skinned woman said excitedly:

"I remember, it's called Oil City. It seems to be able to provide shelter for the survivors. It's not far from here, only about 200 kilometers away."

The man in the tiger-skin short-sleeved shirt sneered:
"I've seen this kind of trick too many times. Setting traps, luring people in, and then controlling them. You should have experienced this method yourself."

The bronze-skinned woman fell silent upon hearing this.

He and the tiger-skinned man were tricked into going to a survivor park in this way. After they got there, they found out that the park was a complete scam.

When people are deceived, the men are killed and the women become their sex slaves.

The end was disastrous.

The sturdy man looked at Brother Song and said, "The convoy has left. Can we get off now?"

Brother Song looked towards the disappearing convoy in the west, then looked at the drone that was only a small dot left in the distance. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Wait a little longer."

Another ten minutes later.

After Song Ge confirmed that the convoy had left, he said to everyone:

"Go down."

Everyone stood up, brushed off the dirt on their bodies, and ran down from the bushes.

At the moment, it is not feasible to continue going west. What if we encounter that team?

They could only go east, as they also had to go back to Xiangyang.

"Let's go." Brother Song said to everyone.

Compared to walking in the woods, it is better to take this kind of road.

It is easy to get lost and difficult to walk in the woods.

Although the road is full of potholes and weeds after experiencing many natural disasters, it is more convenient to walk on.

The group walked eastward.

ten minutes later.

They saw a huge convoy ahead, and this convoy was even larger.

There was even a helicopter in the sky, guarding the convoy.

"Fuck you!" Seeing this, Brother Song quickly ran to the bushes on the left.

They had left the forest, and now there were no tall trees here, only some tall grass.

The group quickly ran into the bushes and lay down in them.

I didn't move at all, not even daring to breathe.

It’s so scary, so many cars. I’ve never seen such a scene in the apocalypse.

Unexpectedly.

The drone operators in the convoy had already spotted them.

Two drones flew over them and hovered less than ten meters above their heads.

"Brother Song, have we been discovered?" the sturdy man asked nervously while looking at the drone above his head.

The tiger-skin man took out a slingshot from the package, took out a good-looking stone from his pocket, and was about to aim the slingshot at the drone above.

"Wait." Brother Song saw his actions and quickly stopped him.

"Don't cause trouble." Brother Song warned him with his eyes.

Tread-tap-

There was a sound of footsteps.

Chen Dingtian, captain of the first squad of the assault squadron, stood on the side of the road, looking at the traces of trampled grass, and finally his eyes fixed on the position below the drone.

Shout loudly:

"Come out, don't hide anymore, we have seen you."

Quiet.

Brother Song and others in the bushes did not respond to Chen Dingtian.

Chen Dingtian loaded the gun, aimed it at the bushes below the drone, and said sternly:

"I'll give you three seconds to come out. If you don't come out, we'll shoot."

In the grass.

Brother Song had a heavy expression on his face and lay on the ground nervously.

The team members nearby were discussing: "Brother Song, should we go out? They will shoot."

"We can't go out. We'll definitely be caught if we go out. Let's just run."

"Wouldn't it be a sitting duck if you stood up?"

"Then crawl, crawl away."

"It's useless. Didn't you see the drone above us? They can see us wherever we climb."

Brother Song was torn between a desire and a desire, and was undecided as to whether or not to go out.

At this moment, Chen Dingtian had already started counting down and shouting out numbers.

"three."

"two."

Brother Song stood up immediately and saw Chen Dingtian and several others in black combat uniforms, holding guns with the muzzles pointing at them.

Brother Song quickly raised his hand and said:
"We are just passing by and have no ill intentions."

Chen Dingtian pointed his gun at the bushes and said, "Let them all stand up. We can see clearly."

Helplessly, Brother Song had to ask everyone else to stand up.

"Come here." Chen Dingtian shouted in a low voice.

Brother Song and the others tensed their bodies, raised their hands high, and moved out of the bushes.

They are very afraid of other humans, especially those who are stronger than themselves.

They have suffered too many similar losses.

Brother Song's brain was working frantically, thinking about how to escape, but when he saw the guns of these people, all his plans failed.

These guys have drones and guns, and they seem to have received professional training. How can they run?

There is a large patch of grass behind, which is not even as tall as a person. If you run, you will be a sitting duck.

Among the survivors was a little girl of twelve or thirteen, with short hair and dirty body. There was a leaf and some dirt on her face.

He looks skinny and has sunken cheeks, but his eyes are big and bright.

At this moment, she raised her hands and said to Chen Dingtian in a trembling voice with fear:

"Don't eat me, I don't have meat, I'm not tasty."

"I haven't showered for a long time, and I feel smelly and sour all over."

When Chen Dingtian heard what the little girl said, his heart trembled violently.

He looked at the little girl. Her short hair was still dry and yellow, and it was obvious that she was malnourished. The cloth could not even cover her skinny ribs.

This situation can only occur under long-term malnutrition.

Chen Dingtian did not answer the little girl, but looked at the group of survivors.

There were about twenty people in total, including men, women, young and old, and even a disabled person with a broken hand.

This configuration doesn't look like spies from the Northwest Base.

So he asked:
"Where did you come from?"

Songge quickly replied:
"We were originally in Xiangyang, but later walked all the way here just to find something to eat. Xiangyang had a flood due to heavy rain some time ago."

While he was answering, Chen Dingtian looked at him straight in the eyes.

Chen Dingtian then asked a few more questions, and when he found nothing unusual, he checked their packages.

They were all wild fruits, kudzu roots, cockroaches in jars, and half-eaten field mice.

These are the foods that real survivors of the apocalypse eat.

Chen Dingtian couldn't imagine how they had survived those natural disasters before, but human vitality was sometimes very fragile and sometimes terrifyingly tenacious.

After ruling out the suspicion of being a spy from the northwest, Chen Dingtian walked aside and reported to Li Tie:

"Confirmed. No suspicion of being a spy from the northwest."

"Yes, just a group of survivors, men, women, old and young. Also, I want to give them some rations, tell them about the oil city, and let them go there."

"Ok."

After Chen Dingtian finished communicating with Li Tie, he looked down at Song Ge and others.

"Put your hands down."

Brother Song saw that Chen Dingtian's tone had softened a lot, so he swallowed and asked:

"So can we go now then?"

Chen Dingtian frowned, "Did I let you go?"

The man in the tiger-skin short-sleeved shirt in the survivor team thought to himself: As expected, there is no good person in the apocalypse!

He looked left and right, trying to find the right moment to escape.

Chen Dingtian changed the subject and asked, "Do you know Oil City?"

Song Ge's face changed, and he answered hesitantly:

"I have seen propaganda slogans on the walls of buildings in Xiangyang before."

"You can go to Oil City, where you can live a better life," said Chen Dingtian.

The convoy behind drove by one after another.

Looking at the endless stream of vehicles, Brother Song and others looked a little dazed.

"Are you from Oil City?" Brother Song asked.

Chen Dingtian hesitated for a moment and replied, "Yes, do you know how to get to Oil City?"

"Now that we know roughly what we want to do, can we go now?" Brother Song asked again.

Just at this moment, a commando came over with a box of individual rations.

Chen Dingtian opened the box, took out two bags of individual rations from it, and stuffed them into the hands of the little girl with dry hair.

He touched the little girl's head with his hand, with a doting smile on his face.

Then he said to Song Ge:

"Go to Oil City. There will be hope for you there."

After that, he said to the commandos, "Go!"

The little girl with dry yellow hair stared at Chen Dingtian blankly, her head still in a daze.

But the individual rations in his hand were really tempting.

She immediately tore open the package and stuffed a piece of energy bar-like object into her mouth. Delicious!

She squinted her eyes happily, like a crescent moon.

"Xiaoguo, don't eat it!" The tiger-skinned man saw the little girl tearing open the package and eating the food given by the man, and hurriedly tried to dissuade her, but he spoke too slowly.

When he finished speaking, Xiaoguo had already bitten it.

Xiao Guo smiled and ate his soldier's rations frantically, speaking incoherently.
"Really delicious!"

Brother Song looked at the backs of Chen Dingtian and the others and said in a slightly relaxed tone:

"It's not poisonous. They want to capture us, so there's no need to waste this food. They want to kill us, and they just did it."

Everyone else nodded and looked down at the rations in the box, salivating.

The small fruits tasted delicious, and the rich aroma made them eager to try.

But Brother Song hasn't given the order yet, so they can only endure it for the time being.

They are not children like Xiaoguo. After all, they are grown men and they have to maintain their dignity.

The man in the tiger-skin short-sleeved shirt looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would actually meet a good person this time.

This is so fucking unscientific. Is this still the end of the world?
Brother Song hesitated for a moment, and before Chen Dingtian and the others got on the car, he chased after them.

"and many more."

"What's wrong?" Chen Dingtian turned and looked at Brother Song with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He gave them food only because he felt that it was not easy for the humans who were still alive, and this team included men, women, young and old, which showed that they still had some humanity and were worth helping.

Brother Song quickly said:

"If you want to go west, there is a tunnel thirty kilometers ahead. There are many zombies in it. Be careful. If you can take a detour, try to do so."

"Well, okay." Chen Dingtian's eyes warmed slightly and he nodded.

Song Ge bowed to him again, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the team of survivors. It seemed that he said something, and the remaining survivors bowed towards them to express their gratitude.

Chen Dingtian raised the corners of his mouth and thought to himself: These people are not ungrateful.

However, there are zombies in the tunnel ahead.
The problem is not big. We just need to use a drone to lure the zombies out.

Otherwise, they would have to take a detour every time they encountered a tunnel, and the journey would be too long.

After getting in the car, he looked at the group of people who were still bowing to them.

Chen Dingtian remembered what the city lord had said.

After many years of apocalypse, the population has dropped sharply, with only one in a hundred left as survivors.

We need to change our mindset. The power of Dazhangshu is now strong enough to help others.

So try to choose people who are worth helping.

Allowing more humans to survive is also for the development of the camphor tree.

In the future, Dazhangshu has taken over the Northwest Base and developed a zombie vaccine. It will inevitably continue to expand its sphere of influence and gradually resume production and construction, but all of this will require a larger population.

Newborns alone are not enough and take too long.

Most of them need to rely on the existing survivors to help with subsequent development. This is the long-term strategy of Dazhangshu.

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