Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2122: End of the Road

"This is fucking..."

"This door is made of reinforced concrete and high-strength alloy, and it also has explosion-proof and airtight functions."

The judge quickly glanced at the single-person RPG rocket launcher slung over Zhuang Mingdong's shoulder; such a lightweight rocket could not possibly blow open this door.

"More zombies have gotten in!" Nuts shouted, pointing ahead.

Under the illumination of the lights, a dozen or so zombies were rushing towards them through the rain and mist.

There were also six or seven Vajra zombies among them.

bang bang bang~
Without hesitation, Lao Qin and the others opened fire. Their firearms were equipped with special bullets, such as armor-piercing rounds and high-temperature rounds, specifically designed to deal with these mutated zombies in the sea fog.

Under the fire of veteran special forces soldiers like Lao Qin, the zombies that had just climbed over the iron fence were all shot in the head.

Du Ruchen and his fellow researchers huddled in a corner, shining their lights around to help search for any remaining zombies that hadn't been shot.

"What should we do? Should we try the rocket launcher?" After taking down the last zombie that had run in, Old Qin turned to the judge and asked.

The judge shook his head and said:
"This kind of blast door cannot be opened with a rocket launcher."

Old Qin quickly said, "I just saw a pair of shoe prints. The shoe prints don't belong to any of us. There must be survivors among us."

At this point, he suddenly turned around and frantically pounded on the door, saying:

"Open the door!"

"Open this door!"

The judge stopped him and said:
"The helicopter's third backup power supply still has 1% of power left, so it might still be able to take off."

"The helicopter also has 240mm rockets, which are extremely powerful and should be able to blow it up!"

Upon hearing this, Old Qin said with some annoyance:

"I came down in a hurry and didn't turn off the power. Now it's probably less than one percent."

“I’ve shut it down!” the judge replied calmly.

Old Qin was overjoyed and nodded, saying:

"Good idea! Okay, I'll go pilot the helicopter and blow this gate open!"

The judge stopped him again, and said firmly:

"No, I'll go."

As he spoke, he handed the backpack containing ammunition and food from his shoulder to Old Qin, saying, "The rest is up to you!"

Old Qin paused for a few seconds, then said, "No way!"

The sustainable electric helicopter requires a considerable amount of electricity to start each time, and even if it only has one percent of the power, it may run out of power shortly after it takes off.

And now that they've opened fire, they'll likely attract a large number of zombies from the surrounding area very soon.

By then, even if the judge manages to land, it will be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

"I'll go!" Old Qin said resolutely.

"This is an order! I am the commander!" Judge looked at Old Qin with a sharp gaze, then picked up his gun and started walking towards the helicopter.

Just as they were arguing.

Inside the airtight room behind the explosion-proof door, several people are arguing.

Behind this door is an airtight room, and behind the airtight room is another large door.

A heated argument broke out in the airtight room.

"No, we can't open the door. What kind of world is this? We can barely take care of ourselves, how can we save others?!"

"They have helicopters; perhaps they can take us away from here."

"Foolish! Even though they have helicopters, why would they land here in such thick sea fog? It means they're also desperate!"

"Open the door! Let them in!"

"No, they have guns, and they're so well-equipped. Letting them in would be tantamount to suicide!"

"We're running low on food, and there's sea fog outside, teeming with zombies. Our food will only last us three days. After that, we'll starve to death. We might as well open the door and let them in. Maybe we can get a glimmer of hope from them!"

The person who said this was clearly the highest-ranking among these people.

After he finished speaking, no one dared to say anything.

The old man who spoke had a glint in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Open the door! An Cai, Bu Dong, keep a close eye on them after they come in. If they make any sudden moves, kill them immediately!"

Outside the explosion-proof door.

Old Qin and the others watched as the judge walked towards the helicopter.

Just then, a zombie's roar came from outside the iron fence.

The sound was deafening, and you could tell at a glance that there were a great many zombies.

Old Qin's chest heaved as he watched the judge's retreating figure, his heart filled with extreme sorrow.

"Prepare for battle and cover the judge."

The three creatures, Nut, Ant, and Jackal, gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with reluctance and glistening with tears.

Brothers for decades.

But now they
Just at this time.

The blast door behind them opened.

The first person to notice the door was open was Zhuang Mingdong, who shouted at the judge:
"Instructor! The blast door is open!"

Old Qin and the others all looked toward the blast door behind them, as several lights shone brightly on it.

Inside the blast door, there was an elderly man with gray hair, and behind him stood three middle-aged men and two young men, all of whom were holding guns.

The old man was extremely old; even his eyebrows were white.

A pair of calm, still eyes, as if they had endured countless hardships, were imbued with the luster of vicissitudes and wisdom.

The men behind him had wary eyes, and their guns were clearly loaded, ready to fire at any moment.

Seeing this, Lao Qin and the others exchanged glances, tacitly understanding each other, and slightly loosened their grip.

Working together, they could eliminate the group completely in the blink of an eye, without sustaining any harm themselves.

This is the source of their confidence as top special forces soldiers.

The reason they didn't notice when the door opened was because they saw the Judge walking towards the helicopter and thought that the Judge would likely sacrifice himself so that everyone could survive, which made them not notice.

Upon hearing Zhuang Mingdong's voice, the judge turned his head and saw that the blast door had opened.

They ran excitedly towards this side.

Here.

Old Qin and Ant were positioned in a pincer formation, ready to charge in at any moment.

Old Qin glanced at these people and said:
Are you Chinese?

The old man at the head of the group was taken aback when he heard Lao Qin speak Chinese, because Lao Qin and the others were all wearing tactical helmets, so their faces were completely obscured.

“My surname is Chen, Chen Tianfu! Are you also Chinese?” the old man asked.

Old Qin took off his helmet, revealing a typical Chinese face.

The faces of people in Southeast Asia look quite different from those in China.

“We are Chinese,” Old Qin said.

Roar roar~
Just then, the roars of the zombies outside the iron fence grew closer, and judging from the sound, they would be coming over soon.

The middle-aged man next to the old man reminded him:

"Dad, let them in quickly! They sound like King Kong zombies!"

Chen Tianfu nodded and said to Lao Qin and the others:

"Please come in first."

Tap tap tap~
The judge also ran back to the blast door.

Roar! A giant zombie leaped over the iron fence and charged toward them.

The scent of humans was attracting the zombies. "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The seemingly composed middle-aged man inside shouted to the people outside after seeing the Vajra zombies run in.

Du Ruchen and the other researchers were very obedient, carrying their bags as they filed in.

Next came the ants and the nuts, and the judge and Lao Qin came in last.

"An Cai, Bu Dong, close the door!" Old man Chen Tianfu said to the two strong men behind him.

The two men quickly stepped forward and struggled to pull open the heavy door made of alloy and concrete.

The judge and Lao Qin quickly stepped forward to help, and together they closed the door.

Boom!
An Cai twisted the handle until it made a crisp sound before stopping.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The giant zombies outside kept pounding on the iron gate.

Old Qin looked through the peephole in the door and saw the King Kong zombie outside.

"you."

The middle-aged man, holding a gun, looked warily at the judge and his group and asked:

"You weren't bitten, were you? Take off your clothes so we can check you. We can only let you in after we've checked you."

"No," Old Qin replied, turning his head away.

The middle-aged man's tone was very impolite, but Lao Qin didn't argue with him.

At least they managed to save me.

The middle-aged man slightly raised the gun in his hand, threateningly saying:

"Please hand over your weapons. We've let you in, but for our safety, please give us your weapons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Qin and Ant exchanged a glance, their eyes full of mockery.

If they really wanted to kill these people, they wouldn't need guns at such close range.

Old man Chen Tianfu glared at the middle-aged man:
"Ciyi, don't talk like that!"

He turned to look at the judge and the others, a smile on his face:
“My ancestral home is Guangdong Province. I came to the Philippines when I was very young. In my heart, China will always be my motherland, and we are all one family.”

"You've come from China. You look like you're from the military. How's the situation there?"

In his view, the judges and their men were wearing uniform combat attire and looked like Chinese government officials.

The judge took off his helmet, and everyone else followed suit.

The judge extended his hand, saying, "Thank you for opening the door and saving us."

"We came here to investigate the cause of the sea fog, but the helicopter had to make an emergency landing due to a storm, so we had no choice but to take refuge here."

"In China, the zombie virus has also affected the country, and there's currently no sign of government officials."

"We all belong to a faction called the Great Camphor Tree, which currently has over a million members."

Upon hearing that there were over a million people, the middle-aged man behind the old man sneered:

"Impossible! How could there still be over a million people? The apocalypse has been going on for so many years, how could so many people still survive? Besides, a faction with over a million people has such a strong presence, the zombie horde must have surrounded you!"

"Furthermore, how do we solve the food problem? With over a million people, how much food will they consume!"

The judge glanced at him but did not directly acknowledge the middle-aged man.

Instead, he looked at the old man in front of him and found him increasingly familiar.

"Are you Chen Tianfu?"

Chen Tianfu was somewhat taken aback; he hadn't expected the judge to know him.

"It is indeed I, this old man. How did you know me?"

The judge said with a smile:

"Before the apocalypse, you were one of the top three richest people in the Philippines. I've seen you in the newspapers."

There is also a significant Chinese population in the Philippines.

Among the top ten richest people in the Philippines, seven are of Chinese descent or of Chinese descent.

The Chen, Wu, Shi, and Xu families have a significant influence on the Philippines.

Before the end of the world, the Shi family, whose ancestral home is Quanzhou, Fujian, had been at the top of the list for 17 consecutive years.

This Chen Tianfu was a prominent figure in the Philippines before the apocalypse.

After recognizing Chen Tianfu, the judge suddenly understood why there was such a large estate on the outskirts of Marty.

Moreover, this estate has such a sturdy fortress and such professional blast doors.

It seems that the Chen family and other Chinese and people of Chinese descent living in the Philippines made some preparations before the end of the world.

Before the apocalypse, a large-scale FH incident broke out in the Philippines.

These wealthy Chinese in the Philippines are naturally prepared, just in case such an incident occurs again one day, they will have a place to hide.

I never imagined that the world would end.

Their previous preparations did come in handy.

After being recognized by the judge, Chen Tianfu chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"It's all just an illusion. Come, let's go downstairs and talk. Standing here isn't going to help."

Then, An Cai opened the second door, and the group walked down a flight of stairs.

Below is a large hall of over 100 square meters, where about thirty people, including men, women, and children, are standing scattered about.

These people all watched the judge and his men with nervousness.

Chen Tianfu introduced the judge and others:
“These are all my family.”

The judge nodded and looked around; all the lamps were lit with corpse oil.

He had used this kind of corpse oil lamp before; it was something many survivors used for lighting.

Extracted from zombie corpses, it burns slowly and is excellent for lighting.

It just emits an unpleasant odor.

The judge didn't forget the most important thing; he had actually wanted to ask it all along, but he couldn't hold it in any longer:
"Old Chen, do you have a radio station?"

“There’s sea fog outside, and our helicopter is broken and can’t take off, so I need to use the radio to contact our people and ask them to come and rescue us.”

He looked at Chen Tianfu, his expression shifting slightly, and continued:
"The sea fog continues to spread, and it's too dangerous inside. You can leave here with us and head to the Big Camphor Tree Base, where the sea fog hasn't spread yet."

And even if the sea fog spreads, the defensive fortifications over there will definitely make it more comfortable than here!

"Over there, food is not a problem, and safety is not a problem either!"

This statement came out.

Chen Tianfu's family members in the hall were immediately in an uproar.

"Are you serious?"

Does he mean we're saved?

"Impossible! With so many powerful zombies, how could a large force still exist? We tried to form one before, and it collapsed. If Grandpa hadn't made arrangements beforehand to evacuate us to this manor, we'd probably be in grave danger."

"Let's hear what he has to say first."

Upon hearing the judge's words, Chen Tianfu showed a regretful expression and said:
"Yes, I do have one, but it's broken. It seems like one of the parts is faulty. But even if I fix it, it won't help because there's no power."

"We've long since run out of fuel, and the generator is rusty. As you can see, we're using zombie fuel for lighting now."

Old Qin quickly asked:

Which part is broken?

Chen Tianfu didn't quite understand either, so he looked at his grandson Chen Shang'en in the crowd in the distance.

"Sean, what did you say was wrong with the radio station last time?"

“Grandpa, it’s a capacitor!” Chen Shang’en replied.

Old Qin was delighted upon hearing this and looked at Chen Tianfu, saying:

"It's alright, quickly bring out your radio and let me see it. Our helicopter still has power, and although our radio was melted, the capacitor is still usable, so we can replace it!"

(End of this chapter)