Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1935 You didn’t give me a way to survive!

Ma Zhunzhi looked at the map, pondered for a moment and said:
"Dispersion is the most appropriate, with a total of four routes."

"The first way is to go northwest along National Highway G30 and reach the Hami Basin."

"The second way is to go west, reach Dunhuang and then go south to the Qaidam Basin."

"The third option is to go south along Provincial Highway 215 and reach Qinghai Lake."

"The fourth way is to go all the way north through the desert and reach EJNQ."

Ma Zhunzhi took a pen and drew all four routes on the map.

"These four target locations all have water sources, so the living environment should be OK."

"So which way do you think is best for us to go?" the boss asked.

Ma Zhunzhi sighed, pointed at EJNQ and said:

“I think this is the most suitable place.”

"Why?" The boss stared at the Hami Basin. This was the place he most wanted to escape to.

Ma Zhunzhi patiently explained:
"Boss, we have sent troops to Xinjiang Province before, but there are too many powerful ethnic minorities there, and we may not be able to get any good results if we go there. Although this route is the easiest to take, the people in Oil City will definitely focus on this direction."

He pointed to the Qaidam Basin in the south and continued:

"The route to the west is not easy to take, and the strategic depth is not long enough. If Oil City continues to chase us, where can we run to?"

“Nowhere to go!”

The helicopters in Oil City are really abnormal. They can fly in the sky all the time. Once you are targeted by such a helicopter, it will be difficult to escape.

If the team is disbanded directly and scattered, the chances of escape are very high, but if everyone disperses, the entire team will be scattered, and it will be very difficult to gather again.

I will never do this until the last moment.

"As for the southern route to Qinghai Lake, you have to cross the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and the Qilian Mountains. The road is extremely rugged and there is a high probability that you will not reach Qinghai Lake."

“On the contrary, if we go north, although we have to cross the desert, the environment in EJNQ is actually quite good. There are desert oases and few zombies, which is suitable for recuperation.

In addition, if the Oil City still chases us here, we can also continue to go north to Mongolia, or even further north to Russia. The weather there is cold, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and there should be fewer zombies."

After Ma Zhunzhi's analysis, the boss's ideas gradually became clear.

He was so anxious before that he was a little flustered.

For so many years, he had always played in a favorable situation. This was the first time he encountered an unfavorable situation and his mentality collapsed.

Ma Zhunzhi's steady and peaceful voice gradually calmed the boss down.

"So how do you think personnel and supplies should be distributed?" the boss asked.

Ma Zhunzhi was silent for a moment and then said:

"If we want to fool the people in Oil City, we should at least make it look like the convoys taking these four routes are of similar size."

"At least the number of cars should be similar, but the contents of the cars can be different."

Ma Zhunzhi explained the specific details to the boss, who was amazed. He even felt a little sad that he had never listened to Ma Zhunzhi's suggestions seriously before.

It's too late now that it has come to this.

Ugh.
It's half past three in the morning.

Northwest Commander Yin Jipeng, Deputy Commander Hu Liangjian, Third Column Captain Zhao Mingzhong, and First Column Captain Huang Feilong came to the second floor of the basement.

"Boss."

The four of them had heavy expressions on their faces, and after they walked in, they spoke to the boss.

Captain Yin Jipeng stepped forward and said:

"Boss, the supplies have been packed up, but some people don't want to leave."

"Why don't you want to leave?" the boss asked with a frown.

Yin Jipeng said helplessly: "They are mainly the families of the personnel who were previously sent to the Wuwei base to fight against Oil City. They are making a fuss and want to fight to the death with Oil City."

After the Northwestern forces took control of this place, they recruited many local residents, so many combat personnel in the Northwestern base troops came with their families.

After hearing Yin Jipeng's explanation, the boss said indifferently:
"Since they don't want to leave, give them guns and let them continue to fight Oil City!"

It would be just right for him to leave some people behind to delay the pace of Oil City's pursuit and increase their chances of success in escaping, which was exactly what he wanted.

The boss's answer was expected.

Yin Jipeng did not continue speaking, waiting for the boss to give the final orders.

The fight with Oil City has come to this point, so there is really no need to fight to the death.

There was absolutely no air superiority, and the Oil City's firepower was so strong that it was completely beyond their expectations.

It's already the seventh year of the apocalypse, how come there is still so much ammunition in Oil City? It's really outrageous.

The boss threw three pieces of paper on the table and said to Yin Jipeng, Huang Feilong and Hu Liangjian:

"Three directions: Qaidam Basin, Qinghai Lake, and Hami Basin."

"When disaster strikes, each of you must run away. The three of you draw lots and go in the direction of the piece of paper you draw. If you run separately, we will have a better chance of escaping successfully."

Zhao Mingzhong didn't need to draw lots because the boss had already decided to take the same path with Zhao Mingzhong, heading north to EJNQ.

After all, he is his own brother, so he can be trusted more.

Yin Jipeng was stunned when he heard that. He glanced at Zhao Mingzhong. Zhao Mingzhong didn't need to be drawn, which meant that there was another direction to escape, and the boss was most likely going with Zhao Mingzhong.

He originally thought that the boss would want to go to Xinjiang Province.

"Let me go first." Huang Feilong reached out and grabbed a piece of paper without hesitation.

When it opens, it shows the Qaidam Basin.

He was delighted, thinking this was a good road.

He had some objections to the boss's management a long time ago, but in the early days of the apocalypse, the boss was indeed popular. He gathered refugees from the surrounding areas and gathered them at the northwest base, and he managed to save quite a few people.

Moreover, he himself followed the big boss, so he never rebelled.

Now they can run separately, and in the future even if he leads a complete column, all the people in this column will belong to him.

In the past, in order to prevent his subordinates from rebelling, the boss frequently transferred positions and transferred combat personnel back and forth.

Hu Liangjian glanced at Yin Jipeng and then at Huang Feilong.

There are only two pieces of paper left, Xinjiang Province and Qinghai Lake.

Qinghai Lake is definitely not as good as Xinjiang Province. Not only is the road easier to travel, but the future development seems to be better as well.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up one of the notes.

I opened it with trembling hands, and saw the word "Hami" written on it.

yes!
Hu Liangjian couldn't help but smile, that's great.

In the end, there was only one note left, and Yin Jipeng naturally had no choice, so he picked up the last note, which had Qinghai Lake written on it.

Seeing that they had all found their own way out, the boss said in a resounding voice:
"Brothers, the situation is such that we have to scatter and flee. As many as you can escape, escape first. Also, you all have radios. If there is a team that successfully escapes later, please contact me and we will reunite."

"This is a strategic shift. The Northwest Base has not been destroyed. As long as we are still here, we will definitely be able to make a comeback!"

He still couldn't bear to see the power in his hands being disintegrated like this.

But he knew very well that if they were asked to lead an army alone and disperse to such far places, people would always have some ulterior motives, and it was unlikely that they would be willing to follow his command after being dispersed.

Unless you are in trouble, you will come to him again.

Yin Jipeng took the lead in expressing his opinion, “Boss, we will definitely come to find you after we escape.”

"Also, which way are you going, big boss?" The big boss waved his hand and said:
"It doesn't matter where I go, what matters is that you escape successfully!"

Avoiding the main point, the boss obviously doesn't want others to know which direction he is going.

What if Yin Jipeng and his men are caught by the people from Oil City and find out the boss’s final destination?
Going north means crossing the desert, which is considered the worst and most difficult route to travel in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Zhunzhi, bring some wine!" the boss shouted to Ma Zhunzhi behind him.

Ma Zhunzhi, who had already prepared the drinks, came over with a few cups and a bottle of Maozi.

Pour a glass of wine for everyone present.

The boss raised his glass and said to everyone:

"After drinking this glass of wine, everyone should go and make preparations. We will set out at dawn tomorrow morning."

Everyone raised their glasses, with different expressions, but they clinked glasses in the end.

At this point, escaping separately is inevitable.

Some of the heavier equipment cannot be taken away at all and can only be left here.

"You guys cooperate with Zhao Mingzhong to count the supplies later." The boss mentioned this to Yin Jipeng and others before parting.

"Okay, boss." Yin Jipeng had no objection.

After Yin Jipeng and others left, the boss asked Zhao Mingzhong to stay.

Zhao Mingzhong, who had been enduring it just now, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother, aren't we heading to Xinjiang Province? How come Hu Liangjian's grandson got the upper hand? Are we going to go with Hu Liangjian and the others?"

The boss looked at Ma Zhunzhi, and Ma Zhunzhi understood after seeing the boss's eyes.

So I explained it to Zhao Mingzhong.

After listening to this, Zhao Mingzhong frowned and stared at EJNQ on the map. Why did it feel unreliable?

"Mingzhong, go and secretly move the things in the small warehouse into the car. Those things are the key to our future survival."

When Zhao Mingzhong heard what his elder brother said, he nodded and said:

"I understand. I asked reliable people to load the car in the first half of the night."

"Okay." The boss sighed and poured himself another glass of white wine.

bitter.

He was once a big boss in the Northwest, but now he has become a stray dog.

Ma Zhunzhi took out a new set of clothes from the back and said, "Boss, please change your clothes."

Zhao Mingzhong looked at his elder brother's polo shirt and shiny hair, coughed and said:

"Brother, Ma Zhunzhi is right. Your outfit is still too obvious. You need to change your hairstyle and clothes."

The boss looked at the ordinary combat uniform and felt a little disgusted, but he still put on the clothes.

Ma Zhunzhi even took a barber's knife and cut his beautiful hair into a short buzz cut.

Most of the combatants in the northwest have this hairstyle.

Afterwards, the boss took advantage of the darkness and sneaked into an ordinary truck.

Armored vehicles are too large and are the primary targets of helicopters.

On the contrary, this kind of small truck is the most inconspicuous.

an hour ago.

Over the Northwest Base.

Nut held a telescope and stared at the situation below.

"They are trying to run away!" Nut said to the Judge and others behind him.

Upon hearing this, the judge hurried over, took the telescope from his hand and looked down.

The lights in the warehouse dimmed again.

They had in their hands an overview map of the Northwest Base drawn by the Black Hand earlier, and with the additions from people like Xu Zhi, they had a very good understanding of the building layout within the Northwest Base.

"Judge, look at how many vehicles are coming in and out of their grain warehouse, and the same goes for the fuel warehouse."

"They started arguing, it seemed like the residents inside were fighting against the fighters"

"Fuck? They gave guns to those residents?"

"What's going on?"

The judge and his colleagues studied it for a long time and understood two things.

First, the Northwest Base is now distributing supplies, ammunition and fuel.

Second, there was internal strife, but it was quickly resolved and an agreement seemed to be reached.

Wuwei Base.

Li Yu was still sitting on the sofa, leaning forward, looking at the map on the table.

There are many circles drawn on the map, and many routes drawn horizontally and vertically.

It is not easy to conquer the northwest.

If the Dazhangshu forces had not accumulated a lot of capital over the years, they would not have been able to afford this battle.

Drop drop drop-

Cannon, who was sitting in front of the radio station, suddenly sat up.

After hearing the voice on the radio, he quickly looked at Li Yu.

"Brother Yu, the judge is looking for you."

Li Yu asked him to move the radio station over and start broadcasting publicly.

"City Lord, I think these people from the Northwest Base are trying to run away, and they..."

"Wait a moment." Li Yu interrupted the judge and asked Cannon to immediately connect with his uncle who was far away in Oil City.

Involve him in the discussion.

After the third uncle arrived, the judge immediately informed Li Yu and the third uncle who was far away in the oil city of what they had observed and their judgment.

After listening to the judge's words, Li Yu was silent for a moment and asked:
"Have you deployed the zombie attracting potion I asked you to deploy?"

"It has been released, but the effect is very poor. It has been seven or eight hours, and the number of zombies outside the wall of the northwest base is estimated to be only tens of thousands." The judge replied.

"A hundred thousand?"

"There are tens of thousands, but definitely not a hundred thousand. The number of zombies here is too small."

Long before Li Yu communicated with the boss, Li Yu asked the judge to place the latest version of zombie attraction potion in the northwest base.

I'm still worried about letting the tiger go back to the mountains.

Whether to kill them or not is one thing, but we must not let them escape.

However, they didn't expect that the number of zombies here was so small.

This is fucking outrageous, this is the latest version of the zombie attraction potion!
In the past, the big camphor tree was the trump card weapon against the enemy.

If this type-4 solid zombie-attracting agent is released in the Central Plains, it can attract at least hundreds of thousands of zombies in seven or eight hours, or even millions.

But now in the Northwest Base, there are only tens of thousands of zombies.

Moreover, the Wuyuan Mountain Pass was breached, and many zombies from the east poured in.

Otherwise, after releasing the potion, the number of zombies attracted will be even smaller.

Li Yu was silent for a moment, remembering what the judge had just said about the oil depot and granary in the Northwest Base being divided up.

Suddenly he asked:
"How much ammunition do you have left?"