Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

The next day.

At Fortress No. 5, Bai Wenyang and Tong Rugui took over the defense of the fortress.

After several days of continuous battles with zombies, Bai Wenyang and his combat personnel had barely had a good night's sleep.

Both physically and mentally, I have reached my limit.

Finally, other militia brigades arrived to rotate and replace them.

"Old Tong, that's about it. See if there's anything you don't understand, and I'll explain it to you." Bai Wenyang said to Tong Rugui, his face full of fatigue.

Only after Bai Wenyang's explanation did Tong Rugui understand the pressure the city fortress had faced in the past few days.

He nodded and said:

“I understand. All the new guillotine blades have been replaced. We are under much less pressure than you are now.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Wenyang picked up his backpack from the ground, grabbed his gun, and walked towards the elevator.

Tong Rugui's men have now replaced the original combat personnel.

They all followed Bai Wenyang and orderly evacuated the fortified city.

Underground tunnel.

Bai Wenyang fell asleep a few seconds after leaning against the stroller.

When he woke up, he found himself at the entrance to the city fortress from the big camphor tree.

"Captain, you were sleeping so soundly that you almost followed the railway tracks back to the fortress."

Bai Wenyang rubbed his eyes and sat down on the ground, with his men on either side of him.

It was obvious that I had overslept; I hadn't felt a thing as the trolley was following me on the tracks.

He struggled to his feet. "Let's go back to the city."

As he stepped out of the passageway, the sleet hit him in the face, and the cold air seemed to seep into his neck.

cold!
The cold sensation instantly sobered him up considerably.

Having spent the last few days confined within the cramped fortress, he was still somewhat unaccustomed to the sudden arrival in such a spacious outlying city.

At the bus stop, more than a dozen buses were already waiting for them.

These relieved combat personnel boarded the bus.

They were then transported by bus directly to the Dazhangshu Buffer City.

"Driver, you don't need to take us back to our residence in Area A of the buffer city. Just take us directly to the entertainment center," Bai Wenyang said to the bus driver.

The driver, of course, knew that the group he was transporting were combat personnel, and nodded with a smile:
"Got it, you're going to the public bathhouse for a scrub, right? Don't worry, I understand!"

“Yes, you should contact other drivers and ask them to take the people in the car over as well,” Bai Wenyang added.

The dozen or so vehicles behind them carried more than 500 people, all of whom were combat personnel from fortresses 4, 5, and 6.

Among these people, in addition to the members of the third-level armed forces brigade, there are also a considerable number of fourth-level reserve members.

They are all brothers who fought against zombies together; there's no need to favor one over the other.

We all went over to get a scrub, had a good meal, and then went back to the dorm to sleep.

The driver understood his idea, so he picked up the walkie-talkie to contact the other drivers and asked them to go to the entertainment center in the buffer city's commercial district together.

Seeing that he had finished explaining, Bai Wenyang sat back down in his seat with peace of mind.

These people have been fighting zombies on the city's fortress for the past few days, and the points they receive each day are five times the usual amount.

In just a few days, I earned almost a month's worth of points.

Even the fourth-level reserve members have earned several hundred points in the past few days.

Taking a bath and having a big meal will only cost you fifty or sixty points at most.

As the captain of the militia brigade and a second-level member of the camphor tree faction, his points on his points card reached as high as five digits.

The usual expenses would not be enough to cover the costs of the camphor tree.

the other side.

After two days of searching, the armored vehicle convoy led by Sun Ji and two mechs captured a total of four tunnel zombies, all of which were still alive.

They sent these living zombies to the zombie research institute.

They also sealed off the holes dug by the tunnel crew.

After finding no new tunnels within a ten-kilometer radius between the camphor tree base and the fortified city, they returned to the buffer city.

However, the city's fortresses still need to do their best to keep the zombies out.

Try to keep the zombies outside away from the vicinity of the Big Camphor Tree headquarters base.

However, there were still some stray zombies that managed to break through the defensive firepower of the city's fortress and reach the area beneath the camphor tree wall.

However, their numbers were relatively small, and the fighters on the outer city walls could quickly deal with them.

The solution to the tunnel zombie problem has not yet been figured out, so in order to protect the headquarters base, we should try to keep the zombies away from the base's walls.

Edge City.

Lai Dongsheng handed Xiao Hu the list of supplies prepared at the headquarters.

"Captain Xiao Hu, the details of this batch of supplies are all on this list. Please accept it."

Xiao Hu glanced at it for a few seconds, then stuffed it into his pocket:
"Alright, Manager Lai, let's go."

"Be careful, this trip will probably be much more dangerous than the one you took back before," Lai Dongsheng warned.

Xiao Hu took a deep breath and nodded:

"It's alright, I'm used to it."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the train.

He's definitely gotten used to it.

I've been in the transportation business in Dazhangshu for many years. When I was leading a fleet of trucks for road transport, didn't I often encounter all sorts of problems?
Even in the most dangerous moments, they led the convoy back to the branch base in the dead of night.

Now, at least it's railway transportation. With the powerful impact of the train and the defensive weapons on board, there shouldn't be too much of a problem.

After Xiao Hu entered the train, he immediately went to the driver's cab.

The drivers were the same two: Wei Chuan and Deng Dongbao.

"Old Wei, how's it going? Are you done with the checkup?" Xiao Hu asked as he stepped forward.

When Wei Chuan saw Xiao Hu behind him, he quickly put down the food he was holding.

"Brother Xiao, it's already been checked, everything is normal!"

"Then let's make an announcement. Tell everyone to sit down and get ready to depart!" Xiao Hu commanded.

"Alright!" Wei Chuan immediately picked up the megaphone, "Passengers on DS-2 train, the train is about to depart, please take your seats."

Ten minutes later.

The train wheels chug along the rails, clanging and slurring.
Gradually accelerating.

"Old Deng, turn the power supply up to full capacity. We need to get out of here as quickly as possible," Wei Chuan shouted to Deng Dongbao, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Alright!" Deng Dongbao immediately turned the power supply up to the maximum.

The train gradually increased its speed from five kilometers per hour to ten kilometers per hour.

Twenty kilometers per hour.

Thirty kilometers per hour.

Because of its heavy load, the train did not accelerate as quickly as one might imagine.

However, just one minute later, the train's speed increased to fifty kilometers per hour.

After the speed was increased to fifty kilometers per hour, the train accelerated even faster.

Wei Chuan saw that they were about to leave the area protected by the city fortress, so he quickly glanced at the train's speedometer.

80 kilometers per hour.

"Keep accelerating!" he shouted to Deng Dongbao in the passenger seat.

The train sped by like an arrow.

Seeing that they were about to collide with a large number of zombies, Xiao Hu, who was behind him, also picked up the microphone and broadcast:

"Brothers on the train, we're about to encounter zombies! Everyone, sit tight, fasten your seatbelts, and hold on tight to the handrails!"

Seat belts were installed on their train seats in consideration of the possibility of frequent head-on collisions with hordes of zombies when the sea fog arrived.

Seat belts protect them from damage when a train collides with a zombie or when the train vibrates on the rails.

A dark, swarming mass of zombies. After the broadcast, Xiao Hu quickly grabbed a nearby pole and tried to keep his center of gravity low.

Three seconds later.

Zombies rushed towards them.

dong dong dong~
The zombies on the train tracks ahead were smashed and sent flying by the ferocious locomotive.

These zombies flew to both sides like fairies scattering flowers.

A few seconds later they fell, some even landing on the carriages behind them.

It hit the carriage with a loud bang.

But at this moment, the train is still accelerating.

It eventually reached a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

The reason they maintain such a high speed is to increase the impact force of the train.

This makes it less likely for them to get caught in the horde of zombies.

At a speed of 100 kilometers per hour, the train broke through the encirclement of the zombie horde in less than five minutes.

Although there are still a few zombies ahead, they pose little threat to the train.

Another ten minutes passed.

As the number of zombies ahead dwindled, they reduced the train's speed to 80 kilometers per hour.

There's a sea fog outside, and you can't see anything. The train is going too fast, which is dangerous.

So they set their speed to a fairly safe level.

call--

Xiao Hu, who had been standing on the locomotive, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the train finally leave the most dangerous area.

He addressed Wei Chuan and Deng Dongbao, saying:

"I'll leave this to you guys. I'm going to patrol the vehicles."

"Okay, Captain Xiao."

"clear."

Xiao Hu, carrying a gun, walked towards the back of the carriage.

Recalling the scene of leaving the big camphor tree and rushing into the horde of zombies, he felt that leaving the city seemed easier than entering it.

wrong.

He suddenly remembered that when he left the city, the camphor tree fortress had set up a fire network, and there were relatively few zombies within a ten-kilometer radius of the camphor tree headquarters.

That's why they have enough time to speed things up.

When they entered the city, the city's fortifications had not yet been fortified with such a dense network of firepower, and the train was heading straight into the zombie horde, which made the situation even more difficult.

He suddenly looked out the window, thinking to himself:

Hopefully, by the time we get to the oil city, there won't be a zombie horde there.
No, I need to find out what's going on in the oil city right away.

Oriental Paradise.

As the easternmost branch base of the camphor tree's influence.

The sea fog arrived here a little later than at the headquarters, but a few days earlier than at the oil city.

As Xiao Hu and his group were heading towards the oil city, sea fog also descended upon Oriental Paradise.
A vast, billowing sea fog, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, swept in from the southeast.

On the fortified city wall of Oriental Paradise.

Black Hand was chewing on beef jerky when he suddenly saw the sea fog on the horizon and abruptly stopped.

Pick up the walkie-talkie and contact Zheng Shiwu:

"Old Zheng, the sea fog is here, have you seen it?"

Zheng Shiwu, who was in charge of fortresses 1, 2, and 3, quickly responded:
"I saw it."

With half a piece of beef jerky in his left hand and a walkie-talkie in his right, Black Hand said somewhat speechlessly:
"Old Zheng, what about the tunnel zombie and that sonic resonance zombie that Director Ju mentioned yesterday? What if we encounter them? Damn! I heard the equipment to suppress the sonic resonance zombie only started arriving here today."
It will take at least two days to get here.

And that tunnel zombie, they haven't even dealt with it at headquarters yet!

"Why the hell do you insist on having us two brothers guarding this fortress?! Damn it!"

Listening to his complaints, Zheng Shiwu knew in his heart that Black Hand was a bold man, but he was too talkative.

However, it's just that he's a bit of a chatterbox.

After listening to his rambling, Zheng Shiwu replied:

"It's alright, we should make it in time. According to the information from the headquarters, the zombies shouldn't rush to the base within two days after the sea fog spreads."

The sea fog is currently spreading much faster than the zombie horde.

So even if the sea fog reaches our area later, there shouldn't be any danger within 48 hours.

Then came the first wave of King Kong zombies. We had already replaced the guillotine blades with the old ones, which were better than the tungsten carbide guillotine blades.

Black Hand put the beef jerky in his mouth and chewed it, muttering:
"I know what you're saying, I just feel that Oriental Paradise has nothing here, and its ability to withstand risks is too low."

Zheng Shiwu sighed inwardly; he knew that Black Hand was right.

"It's alright. Actually, the headquarters base faced more pressure than us a few days ago. We still have experience to learn from, but the headquarters base was the first base to directly confront the zombie horde. We had to deal with each situation as it came."
We can learn from the experience gained at headquarters and make adjustments accordingly.

As Black Hand listened to what Zheng Shiwu was saying, he watched the sea fog draw ever closer.

Suddenly, he took out a small, exquisite copper wine flask from his pocket. This flask was small and flat, about the size of a palm, and looked like a small book.

He unscrewed his portable liquor flask and took two sips of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

"Old Zheng."

"What's the matter?"

Black Hand stared at the rolling sea fog, his eyes somewhat glazed.

“I remember when we went to the Northwest to carry out a mission, we encountered a sandstorm in the Gobi Desert and almost died. That sandstorm was just like the sea fog we are experiencing this time.”

Zheng Shiwu also recalled that scene from back then.

The threat posed by the overwhelming sandstorm was even greater than the threat posed by the sea fog at this moment.

However, the sandstorm didn't last long, but it's unknown how long the sea fog will last.

In addition, there will be many zombies in the sea fog.

Back then, it was just the two of them who went to the Northwest to carry out a reconnaissance mission, to investigate the situation in the Northwest that the big boss controlled at the time.

It lasted five months.

They endured far more pressure during those five months than they do now.

Just the two of them, traversing multiple enemy bases, reached the vicinity of the enemy's headquarters base for close-range reconnaissance.

Once discovered, they will die.

They might even encounter zombies, but they can't shoot at them because the gunshots are too loud.

Besides these problems, they also had to solve the drinking water problem. The Northwest was arid, and the water sources were controlled by the Northwest Base, which was controlled by the big boss. They had to be very careful when getting water.

Those were five very difficult months, but the rewards were also extremely gratifying.

The two made great contributions to eradicating the Northwest, and were subsequently promoted directly to the rank of Level 3 personnel.

After another year of service, the two were promoted to Level 2 personnel and transferred from the patrol brigade to the militia brigade, where they each served as the brigade captain.

Looking across the entire camphor tree base, both of them were advancing at an incredibly fast pace.

Before the sea fog arrived, the cold air came first.

Zheng Shiwu, who was lost in his memories, was startled awake by the cold, damp air.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke into the black hand's mouth:

"Things are different now, Black Hand. We're not just two people anymore; we have to be responsible for the hundreds of brothers below us!"

"Sea fog is approaching, we should activate the lockdown!"

"Hmm." Black Hand nodded, thinking to himself:

Yes, they are no longer just two people.

They shouldered heavy responsibilities, but at the same time, the strength they could wield also increased.

No longer do we have to run away with our heads in our hands when faced with hordes of zombies, like we used to.

Instead, it's possible to confront them head-on!
(End of this chapter)