It was noon the next day, which was the fifteenth day after the disaster.
Lang Hua and his team are located in the eastern development zone of District 3 of Shashi, still about 210 kilometers away from the Fengwei Mountain base in the southeast of Shashi.
Many people in the team were talking in twos and threes.
With guns in hand, people seemed to be more courageous.
"Finally going back."
A young man in the middle of the team was talking to the people around him, his tone sounded a little encouraging.
"That's right. It's scary to see what life has been like these days." The other party nodded and quickly responded to him.
"Isn't that right? I heard that this time we are going to that base, and we have to walk through the city again."
"Ah? Really. Wouldn't it be like going back to the pile of black corpses again?" His companion was a little worried.
"You are afraid of a hammer. When you were picking up a gun in the gun store that day, didn't you happily shout, 'The gun is in my hand, and I have it in the world'?"
"This... this moment and that moment. Besides, it's not like you don't know how dangerous the city is."
"It's okay, there are so many people and so many guns. Besides, if the sky falls, there will still be those people with abilities."
"Hey, that's what you said. I just don't know if that 'base' is as good as they say..."
"Shh! Keep your voice down." The young man quietly looked to both sides and reminded, "What's wrong? You still want to escape from the city on your own? Now we are relying on other people's roofs to keep out the wind and rain."
"Yes, yes, you were thoughtful. Oh, it would be nice to have a safe journey."
"Who says it isn't?"
…
Since only one new member, Hai Ping, was added to the team, there was nothing that could slow them down.
But the number of members is as high as thirty, which makes the whole team very long. The crowd was like a long, irregular snake, slowly dragging between the blocks.
The delay work of the crane tail was entrusted to Zhou Jing, which did not cause dissatisfaction from the other party.
Originally, compared to the family relationship of Lang Hua's team, he was an outsider. After the queen suppressed the formation, she could get closer to Chen Xinyan. How could he refuse such an offer?
At this time, Lin Wenjin and Yang Bensheng were leading the team as forwards, while Li Liping and Lin Qian were responsible for providing support and protecting the survivors.
Lang Hua calmly stood in the center of the team, turning a deaf ear to the discussions of the survivors on the rooftop.
One of Lang Hua's most important things at the moment is to become more familiar with the special abilities brought by the fusion crystal core potion.
The previous attack and killing in which he showed off his extraordinary power to save Hai Ping should be considered an extraordinary performance.
Not only did Lang Hua take advantage of "catching the opponent off guard", he was still at his best with full energy at that time...
No one can guarantee that every time, it will be an appropriate victory. And life and death in the apocalypse are only one step away.
Since "Advent Day", no, since the moment of his rebirth two years ago, Lang Hua has been preparing.
Every thought, every decision, or every minute and second of the moment.
…
After people got the weapons, they actually gained a little more courage.
They were repairing the shop last night, and when it was still dark the next day, the group went back to the Armed Forces Department. Under the leadership of Hai Ping, they went back to the Armed Forces Department's inventory to select suitable bullets.
The so-called appropriateness means taking into account both firepower and own abilities. Of course, model matching is definitely a basic prerequisite.
But it seems that these people just don’t understand these principles!
If it weren't for Lang Hua's restraint, these people almost wanted to evacuate the entire warehouse!
This is by no means an exaggeration. They were like hungry victims who suddenly saw rice porridge and almost became red-eyed.
In Lang Hua's opinion, carrying four or five guns on one's body is simply nonsense, and randomly stuffing bullets with mismatched types is simply unreasonable.
Lang Hua could understand the mood of these people, but that didn't mean he could let them destroy themselves like this...
In the end, the ammunition taken away by the team was mostly standard rifle ammunition and general-purpose 9mm pistol ammunition.
In addition to a few spare small-caliber assault rifles, he forced each of the men in the team to be equipped with a light fully automatic sub-machine gun, while the women only had a certain local revolver called the "Peace Gun" to use. Self-defense.
The latter two types of firearms may not be as powerful as assault rifles, but they have less recoil and can be used by ordinary people without training.
It is said that before the disaster, the "Peace Gun" could not kill a cow with forty guns... But if they choose weapons that these people cannot control, the situation will only be worse.
There were very few detonators and grenades that could be found in the Armed Forces. This meant that after the battle in the hospital, Lang Hua's team had no more conventional high-power weapons.
There are only a few silencers collected, and there are simply not enough to equip everyone.
In Lang Hua's eyes, the powerful firearms that doubled the confidence of the Rooftop survivors seemed to act like a reassurance at best.
Letting a novice shoot a gun is far scarier than letting a novice drive.
Perhaps equipping cold weapons can reduce the danger of teammates...
If possible, Lang Hua hopes to search in the county police station - presumably there must be a lot of weapons, guns and crossbows accumulated due to the annual routine crackdown on gangs and evil.
Section 2
"elder brother."
"leader."
Accompanying the sound from far to near are Yang Xiaoxiao who has activated the "Phantom" ability, and Lan Xi, who is a speed evolver.
"How is the situation?" Lang Hua raised his head and glanced at the two girls who were coming.
"There are not many black corpses in the block on the left, they are scattered here and there," Yang Xiaoxiao said excitedly, "Sure enough, after we cleaned up before, there were no new groups of corpses gathering."
"The same goes for the right side." After Yang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Lan Xi followed suit.
"Yes," Lang Hua nodded, "It seems that Uncle Lin's expectation is good. But we should follow the previously cleared route. After all, the density of black corpses in other nearby neighborhoods is unknown."
"Yes, this is an old city," Yang Xiaoxiao said with her fingers, "There were at least tens of thousands of residents before the disaster."
"Yes," Lang Hua said with a smile, "I plan to..."
"Boom!"
"Crack." "Crack."
The sudden loud noise froze everyone's expressions for the first time.
The ground was shaking, and the few survivors whose footplates were unstable immediately fell to the ground.
Countless windows on the street were shattered immediately.
"Explosion? Is it an explosion?"
"Where? Where?"
"It seems to be very close to here."
"No," Lang Hua whispered, "Little Heizi!"
As people's eyesight rises, a thin figure in the sky is falling rapidly!
…
"Feng Cheng!"
Following Lang Hua's low shout, his body suddenly rose into the air, as if being lifted up by the airflow and flew towards the little black man in the sky.
"Bang!"
The gravitational acceleration of falling from a high place was so terrifying that the moment the two met, they knocked Lang Hua down.
The asphalt binder pavement, which was frozen solid in winter, also produced irregular depressions under such impact, with cracks extending several meters in all directions like spider webs.
Lang Hua felt that all the bones in his body were aching, but fortunately the little boy in his arms was fine.
With Lang Hua taking off to offset part of the momentum and acting as a human air cushion to cushion the tremors, Duan Hei would naturally be fine.
He was slightly comatose because he was caught off guard by the shock wave caused by the explosion during aerial reconnaissance, and was stunned by the shock.
"Feng Cheng" is Duan Hei's new ability awakened after absorbing the "wind born" crystal core. It can use the power of wind to achieve the effect of lifting into the air.
The little boy was very sensible and took the initiative to undertake the task of aerial reconnaissance. And Lang Hua also wanted to train him and supported what he did.
Lang Hua can reproduce the operation mode of the "Feng Cheng" ability through the "re-engraving" effect brought by the fusion crystal core potion. But a fake is a fake, and its performance level is only about seven or eight points.
The urban area is a world of reinforced concrete, with medium to large mutated birds rarely seen. Without this unexpected incident, Duan Hei's reconnaissance mission would have been smooth.
So, what exactly happened?
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"It's okay, just a slight concussion." Li Liping observed Xiao Heizi's condition and said to Lang Hua and Duan Qingkuan.
"Brother Lang Hua?"
Duan Hei seemed to know that this matter was not trivial, and he said in a strong voice despite his dizziness: "It's the south, there are flames. It should be very violent, and there are mushroom clouds."
The propagation speed of light is much greater than the shock wave, so Duan Hei can see the explosion.
But because he was too close to the incident, he was attacked head-on by the shock wave before he had time to react.
"Doctor Zhou! What do we have to the south?" Lin Qian asked first.
"Let me see." Zhou Jin fiddled with the communicator and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
He said: "It seems like... an oil refinery!"
"What happened to the refinery?"
Yang Xiaoxiao was confused: "We just need to stay away as soon as possible. It can still hurt us if it is a few blocks away."
"No," Lin Wenjin shook his head and said, "you young people don't see much of it now. There were quite a few such petrochemical processing plants in our time. The continuous explosions of oil storage tanks are much scarier than the explosions of ammunition depots. .”
Zhou Jin raised his head: "The most serious thing is that the center of the explosion and the surrounding area will definitely become the center of the storm in the next few hours."
He continued solemnly: "In short, the noise and fire will attract thousands of black corpses. Not only will all our previous cleaning advantages be in vain, but we will also be completely surrounded by a wave of unnatural corpses."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Yang Qinghua couldn't help but shiver, "Let's run."
"Look, the flames are so high and there is thick smoke." A person in the team bravely watched from the gap between the buildings.
"What is that? Mushroom cloud, there is..."
Before he could finish his words, another huge explosion came with a shock wave.
The air wave knocked the man over in one fell swoop, and his companions were also affected by the sudden disaster.
Yang Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and secretly complained in her heart - she was so stupid to not know how to hide on the ground when she saw the explosion.
People felt the ground shaking again, and the glass of high-rise residential buildings on the street became more and more broken. They fell from the high school dozens of meters away and smashed into large and small pieces on the roadside.
Looking up, it is a typical apocalyptic scene.
Several girls among the survivors on the rooftop couldn't help but scream, but they were scolded by the older Lao Wang.
"Shut up! Do you want to die? The black corpses will be attracted by you."
The girl's boyfriend was unhappy: "Uncle Wang, what are you talking about? No matter how loud she cries, can it be as loud as the explosion of an oil tank?"
The survivors were in a mess:
"What should we do? Let's leave quickly. If we stay here, we will be blown up."
"Why are you being blown up? You will be chewed to pieces by the black corpses before you are blown up!"
"Run, let's...let's get out of here."
"Are you crazy? Leaving the team will only kill you faster."
"Tell me, Old Man Wang, what should we do now..."
