Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Headquarters Base of Dazhangshu.

Edge City, a distribution center for supplies, in the eastern district.

This distribution center is not far from the train station and was built immediately after the train station was completed.

Whenever supplies are transported from other branch bases, they are temporarily stored at the distribution center, then counted and sorted before being sent to various locations at the headquarters.

Similarly, items that need to be sent from the headquarters to other branch bases will be stored here in advance.

At this moment.

Two hundred trucks were parked in the East District, fully loaded with various equipment and supplies.

A thin man walked into the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, Zhu Xiao had a cigarette dangling from his lips and a deck of cards in his hand.

"Hey Lao Liu, you've played all 2s, now I'm going to win, right?"

"Do you want it?"

Seeing that Lao Liu looked constipated, Zhu Xiao threw away the four cards in his hand.

"Three fours, plus a five, hahaha, I never thought I could win with such a terrible hand."

Zhu Xiao said to Lao Liu and Wang Long:
"Quickly, get the card reader out. You just exploded once, so double the points, 2 points each."

Old Liu rolled his eyes and reluctantly took out the card reader.

This is a third-generation card reader produced in Dazhangshu. It can perform point-to-point transactions. Simply take out the points numbers of both people's cards, insert them into the card reader, and the transaction can be completed face-to-face, which is very convenient.

Old Liu and Wang Long took out their points cards one after the other and transferred 2 points to Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Xiao, with a broad smile, shuffled the cards and said to the two of them:
"You guys don't seem too happy. What's wrong? Still want to play?"

Old Liu glanced at him speechlessly and said sarcastically:
"Why weren't you so smug when you lost yesterday? Let's go again."

Just then, the skinny monkey walked in.

"Captain, the supplies destined for Tibet have all been loaded onto the trucks."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiao put down the cards he had been shuffling.

"Have you checked everything? Make sure the straps are securely tied; we're going to drive over 4,000 kilometers."

As he spoke, he stood up and addressed Old Liu and Wang Long:
"Let's call another day. I have important business to attend to."

He left with a single sentence, grabbed his points number card from the table, and hurriedly walked out.

Playing cards is one thing, but business shouldn't be neglected.

This time, he is in charge of transporting supplies to Tibet, and he can't afford any mistakes.

These supplies are the most urgently needed items in the Tibetan area.

He followed the skinny monkey to the parking spot and personally checked whether the supplies on each truck were securely placed.

Two hours later, he dusted off his hands and said to the skinny monkey:

"Let the brothers go back and rest. They should be setting off for Tibet tomorrow."

"Yes, Captain." Skinny Monkey turned and left.

Zhu Xiao turned to look at the warehouse, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't go in. He had to leave tomorrow, so he needed to get a good rest tonight.

If they go into the warehouse to play cards again, it will definitely delay things.

After thinking for a moment, he found an electric scooter and headed towards the outer city.

These vehicles, loaded with supplies, are parked at the distribution center and are guarded by designated personnel, so there's no need to worry about them being stolen by residents of the base.

First outer city.

Administration building.

Zhu Xiao arrived at the president's office.

Knock knock—

"Come in." Li Hongda's voice came from inside the office.

Zhu Xiao pushed open the door and entered. "President, the supplies have all been loaded onto the trucks. This is the list of this batch of supplies."

Li Hongda took it, glanced at the list, and said:

"Tomorrow, I've arranged for a militia brigade to follow your convoy. You should know Luo Gui, the captain of the Sixth Militia Brigade, right?"

"I know them, but we're not very close," Zhu Xiao answered truthfully.

Li Hongda nodded: "He's in the lobby downstairs. You can meet him later. We'll leave promptly at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll go find him now."

"Ah."

Zhu Xiaoxuan immediately left the office and walked to the lobby on the first floor of the administration building, where she indeed saw Luo Gui.

"Captain Luo," Zhu Xiao stepped forward and said with a smile, "From now on, it'll just be the two of us going to the Tibetan area together."

Luo Gui looked up and saw Zhu Xiao. He quickly stood up. "Captain Zhu, you are in charge of transportation, and I am in charge of security for your convoy. However, Captain Zhu, you are experienced and have been traveling around for many years. I still need you to mentor me."

"Haha, it's nothing."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, talked about transportation, and then parted ways.

Since there are still no railway tracks in Tibet, and the area needs to be rebuilt according to the standards of Dazhangshu, the necessary materials and equipment can only be transported by road.

The supplies that Xiao Hu and Zuo Ruxue brought in the last batch included ammunition and equipment for a crystal refining plant.

The supplies sent this time mainly consisted of agricultural machinery, clothing, electronic products, and zombie generators.

The next morning.

Before dawn, the convoy had already lined up in the eastern section of the distribution center.

Two hundred trucks were lined up in four rows.

Zhu Xiao stood next to the first truck, holding a thermos in her hand, checking the final departure list with the logistics staff.

Luo Gui was wearing a combat uniform, with a pistol at his waist and an automatic rifle slung over his back.

He brought a complete militia brigade of 200 men, scattered across armored vehicles throughout the convoy.

Zhu Xiao closed the list and patted the equipment box on the truck bed, which was tightly wrapped in bandages.

Turning to Luo Gui, he said, "The supplies are all packed, we can set off now."

Luo Gui nodded and waved his hand behind him.

The armored vehicle at the front of the convoy slowly started up, followed by trucks in succession. The headlights formed a flowing ribbon of light in the morning light as the convoy slowly drove out of the supply distribution center.

The convoy was long and they were traveling southwest along the highway.

After leaving the headquarters, abandoned farmland could be seen everywhere along the way.

After the sea fog dissipated, the farmland was covered with vegetation again, and now the original outline of the fields can no longer be seen, leaving only large areas of weeds and low shrubs.

Abandoned villages and farmlands can be seen from time to time along the roadside, with collapsed roofs and walls covered with vines.

A verdant expanse.

However, the green leaves that come into view are interspersed with scattered golden spots, which means that these plants have mutated.

Zhu Xiao sat in the passenger seat, keeping an eye on the road ahead.

"Captain Zhu, how far are we going to travel this time?" the butcher asked, driving the vehicle.

"More than four thousand kilometers." Zhu Xiao put down the thermos, stretched his arms, and said, "The road conditions will be even worse when we get to Tibet, so be prepared."

The butcher nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

time flies.

The convoy traveled for about four hours from Jiangxi Province to Huaihua in Hunan Province.

The road ahead began to enter a hilly area.

The hillsides on both sides of the road are covered with dense trees, their canopies forming a continuous expanse that almost blocks out the sky.

The highway wound its way through the hills, with sharp bends and inclines appearing from time to time. Zhu Xiao stared ahead; this was the most dangerous position, a place where ambushes were very likely.

He used to be in charge of road transport, leading a convoy of vehicles between several bases. Naturally, he often encountered reckless survivors from outside who would stop and rob him. He knew the terrain where ambushes might occur like the back of his hand.

He picked up the communicator: "Luo Gui, the terrain ahead is relatively enclosed, be on guard."

Luo Gui's voice came through the communicator: "Received, I've already told the car in front to slow down."

The convoy continued forward.

After driving for about twenty more minutes, the road ahead turned at a bend in a mountain valley.

Just as the lead armored vehicle rounded the bend, the driver's voice suddenly came through the communicator:

"Obstacle ahead! Slow down! Slow down!"

Zhu Xiao's body tensed abruptly, and he grabbed the communicator: "What's going on?"

"Several tree trunks lay across the road, as if they had been deliberately cut down."

Zhu Xiao's heart sank.

too familiar.

It's that same old trick again.
He immediately pressed the communication button: "All vehicles move to the right and stop. Maintain vigilance. Armored vehicles move forward to scout ahead."

The convoy slowly came to a stop.

The armored vehicle in front slowly moved forward, rounded the bend, and approached the tree trunks lying across the road.

The trunk is very thick; it would take at least three or four people to lift it.

Inside the cockpit, Luo Gui held an automatic rifle, staring at the bushes ahead through the car window.

Zhu Xiao was still worried, so he jumped out of the car and quickly walked to the car in front to check if the tree trunks had fallen down naturally.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a rustling sound coming from the dense forest on his right.

It wasn't the sound of wind; it sounded more like something heavy was being dragged.

Hearing that sound, his scalp tingled, and he immediately raised his rifle, aiming it at the dense forest.

A roar suddenly came from the forest.

Immediately afterwards, a gray-white corpse demon leaped out of the bushes and pounced straight at Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Xiao instinctively pulled the trigger, and the bullet struck the corpse demon squarely in the chest.

But it didn't slow down at all and continued to pounce on him.

He dodged to the side, smashing the butt of his rifle into the head of the rotting corpse, while quickly taking a step back, re-aiming, and firing two more shots.

The rotting corpse finally collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and then remained still.

But at that moment, even more corpse demons surged out from both sides of the dense forest.

There were at least twenty corpse demons that sprang out from the cracks in the tree trunk.

One of the rotting corpses lunged at the flank of the convoy, while several others, seemingly intelligent, attempted to circle around to the rear of the convoy and attack the last vehicle.

These rotting corpses moved much faster than Zhu Xiao had ever seen before; they practically skimmed the ground as they ran, their attacks precise and fierce.

"Enemy attack!" Luo Gui's voice rang out over the communicator. "All vehicles, take note! Maintain formation! Do not scatter!"

The machine guns on the armored vehicles at the front began firing, and bullets rained down on the charging corpses.

Several of the leading corpse demons were hit in the chest and fell to the ground, but they quickly got up and continued their charge.

Ordinary bullets are much less effective against them.

"Shoot for the head! The head! Use tungsten carbide bullets!" Luo Gui shouted into the communicator.

The machine gunner on the armored vehicle quickly adjusted his gun and aimed at the head of a ghoul that was lunging at his flank.

The bullet pierced its skull precisely, and the rotting corpse lost its strength in mid-air, crashing to the ground and remaining motionless.

But more ghouls had already closed in on the convoy, and several of them lunged at the trucks, frantically tearing at the canvas and straps on the truck beds with their claws.

Zhu Xiao hid behind a truck, holding a rifle, and quickly changed a magazine.

He peeked out and saw three rotting corpses leaping out of the bushes on the left and charging straight at a heavy truck in the middle of the convoy.

He raised his rifle, aimed at the head of the foremost one, and fired two shots.

The rotting corpse fell to the ground with a thud, but the other two had already rushed to the side of the car.

"Butcher, step on the gas! Drive forward! Leave them behind!" Zhu Xiao shouted into the driver's seat.

The butcher slammed on the gas, and the truck shot forward, throwing the two rotting corpses that were trying to climb up off the truck.

Zhu Xiao glanced back and saw the two rotting corpses that had been thrown off rolling onto the road. He got up again and continued the chase.

"Damn, he's really tough," he couldn't help but curse.

Soon, dozens of combat personnel disembarked from the armored vehicle and quickly began shooting at the rotting corpses.

The battle lasted for nearly twenty minutes.

When the last ghoul was killed, more than twenty corpses lay scattered on the road in front of the convoy, black slime splattered everywhere.

A strong smell of burning and fishiness filled the air.

Zhu Xiao squatted down next to the corpse of a rotting ghost, carefully examining its claws and teeth.

Its claws are longer than those of a normal corpse demon, and its nails are dark brown with a dull sheen.

He reached out and touched the tip of the claw; it felt even harder than a piece of iron.

He checked the bullet hole in his chest again and found that the bullet had only penetrated halfway and had not completely pierced through.

"Luo Gui, come and take a look," he called out.

Luo Gui strode over, squatted down, and examined the corpse-destroying demon's claws and the bullet hole in its chest. His expression changed.

He stood up with a solemn expression and said:
"This thing is much stronger than the corpse demons we encountered before; its speed and defense are significantly improved."

"And they seem to be starting to understand some simple tactical coordination," Zhu Xiao added. "Those few who flanked from behind just now were clearly doing it intentionally, not by chance."

Luo Gui nodded, returned to the car, used the radio, tuned the frequency, and connected to the headquarters' communication channel.

A moment later, Liu Jianwen, the deputy minister of the military department, spoke through the communicator: "Luo Gui, what's going on?"

Luo Gui briefly recounted what had just happened, and added at the end:

"From the current perspective"

"The Corpse Demons have shown significant improvements in speed and defense, and have also demonstrated initial tactical coordination. We recommend that headquarters reassess the threat level of the Corpse Demons."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communicator.

Liu Jianwen's voice came again: "What is the casualty situation?"

"Three people had their clothes torn by zombies, sustaining minor injuries. No one was killed. Twenty-one corpse demons were killed," Luo Gui replied.

"Okay, I understand. You wait here for a while, I'll send a helicopter over immediately to take away these corpses of the Corpse-Rotting Ghosts." After saying that, Liu Jianwen immediately ended the communication.

Luo Gui put down his headset, got out of the car, and said to his men:

"Move all these rotting corpses to the roadside and put them in one place. Headquarters will send a helicopter to take them away later."

"it is good."

Zhu Xiao stood by the roadside, looking at the corpses of the rotting ghosts that had been dragged to the roadside.

"Want one?" Luo Gui walked over.

Zhu Xiao turned around, took the cigarette, and said to Luo Gui, "There are still four thousand kilometers ahead, and there will probably be plenty of this kind of scum along the way."

"Hiss—whoosh—" Luo Gui exhaled a puff of smoke and nodded, saying:
"The problem is that these corpse demons seem to be stronger than before."

Zhu Xiao looked at the rolling hills and the vast, boundless mountains, all lush and green.

Within this green expanse, no one knows how many rotting corpses lurk.

(End of this chapter)