On the evening of November 9, 2275 AD, a young man was walking on the road with a bag on his back, his steps heavy and dragging, as if he was very tired.
The young man's name is Wang Yang, an ordinary employee of a nearby private company. He came out of his hometown to find a job in Shashi, and usually rents in a community here. In his backpack is a laptop, which he uses to eat and is the most valuable thing in his body.
Wang Ming exhaled a breath of hot breath and retracted his fingers into his sleeves as he walked. Shashi was already freezing in the early winter, and even more so at night. He couldn't help but miss the hot soup and rice cooked by the two elders in the family, as well as the red charcoal stove that looked very warm.
Since Christmas is approaching, even though it is late at night, there are still several businesses on the street that are not closed. Relatively speaking, the neighborhoods near the community are relatively deserted. At this time every year, young lovers go to the commercial streets in the city center to have fun and date. Most people who have some spare money and time choose to take their families with them to watch a show in a more prosperous place to have a serious time in this "foreign life". Festival".
But this has nothing to do with Wang Yang. He has no girlfriend, spare money or free time. He has none of these three things. Even the house he rented was a rough house that lacked TV broadband. So tonight he could only make do with it, watching the online broadcast on his mobile phone and feeling a little bit of the lively atmosphere of other people.
There is no rest until the work is done. This is Wang Ming's most profound realization in three years of work. But there is always only a little or a lot of work, so how can it be finished? For these wage earners, "holiday" is more like an unattainable dream. It is better to work hard to make money and save enough for the down payment of a house early.
Thinking of this, Wang Yang tightened his backpack, braced himself and climbed in from a section of railing.
The management of the community is very lax. Although it is prohibited to climb over the railings, except for a simple ban card, there are no other prohibitive measures here. Therefore, compared to the more remote gate, climbing over the railing to get home has become the choice of many people.
The railings are low, and Wang Yang is very skilled at climbing over them. Just as he lay down and walked towards the dormitory, he heard a rustling sound at the corner of a building.
Looking around, there is a row of semi-basements, with only one light window exposed above the ground. Wang Yang saw an old woman there, half-kneeling in the corner by the window, tinkering with something like a woven bag. I don’t know if he is collecting scraps or doing something bad like stealing.
Although this had nothing to do with Wang Yang, he walked over simply out of curiosity.
After walking a few steps, the elderly woman turned her face when she heard the sound, and made a "wow" sound like a wild dog guarding its food.
Wang Yang was startled and hurriedly said hello: "Hi, aunt... aunt, it's so cold, why don't you go home?"
At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the moon in the high sky broke through the clouds. The moonlight instantly illuminated the ground beneath my feet.
With a "bang", Wang Yang fell to the ground.
In front of him was a woman covered in blood. On the woven bag at the woman's feet, there was a mutilated baby corpse, and the woman's mouth was filled with pieces of flesh and bones! Her cheeks bulged and she chewed hard, blood and saliva dripping from the rotten cheek.
In an instant, her eyes reflected fluorescence like a wild wolf.
"ah!!!!"
…
At the same time, in a KTV in the center of Shacheng City, eight or nine people were running for their lives in a feasting environment. They looked disheveled and were running in a panic while running through the corridors, shouting as they ran.
"Hurry up, the monster is coming!"
"Oh, oh, I don't want to die."
"Shengzi, is the road you lead reliable?"
If you look carefully, you can see that running right in front of the crowd is a young man and woman. The boy wearing jeans, a gray shirt, and black-rimmed glasses was running wildly, pulling the girl next to him tightly. In the seemingly nonexistent darkness, the boy's eyes seemed to be shining, showing a sense of calmness and composure even in times of crisis.
"Get out of my way."
"Why are you squeezing!"
"Run quickly, they are coming!"
"There's one here too! Ah uh uh."
The colored lights in the corridor were dim. While running, a person couldn't dodge and was knocked down by a black corpse that came out of the side room. The sharp teeth bit into his neck the next moment, the trachea and arteries were penetrated in an instant, blood sprayed on the brown wall, and a pool of dark red suddenly appeared.
The others were terrified and jumped over the man in a hurry, but two of them accidentally fell down. In the blink of an eye, they were caught up by the black corpse behind and fell to the ground.
"Shengzi, this is a fork in the road, what should I do?" a man in a white shirt shouted in the crowd.
"This way, follow me!"
As the leader changed direction, several people walked around the bar and went into another dark corridor. Perhaps it was because the corpse's vision was limited, or perhaps the three fallen people bought them time, but in short, the black corpses did not pursue them after turning the corner. They were able to safely enter a room at the end of the corridor, close the door, and push the heavy shelves around them to seal the door.
"An...it's safe."
"Help, these few steps are making me lose my soul."
"Shengzi, I really have you. I only took a glance at the map in the corridor and I actually remembered the route."
"Yes, little brother, you are really amazing."
People pressed their backs against the wall as hard as they could, and sat on the ground, mumbling indistinctly.
"Hoo, ho..."
Breathing heavily, the girl suddenly said: "You... want to hold my hand, until when?"
"Ah, sorry, sorry." The boy's hand seemed to be suddenly burned and he quickly retracted it.
In the darkness, the girl couldn't help laughing after feeling it. She suddenly felt interesting, so she put her mouth close to the other person's ear and said angrily: "If you want, you can hold me for a little longer~"
Suddenly, the lights in the storage room were turned on, and in an instant, bright white light filled every corner of the place. In the corner of the room, a young man and woman looked at each other. The two young faces were so close to each other that the boy felt a little embarrassed. And perhaps because she didn't expect that the light would be suddenly turned on, the girl's cheeks turned red visibly. The next moment, the sky was filled with red clouds. Under the long eyelashes, those eyes were shining, with a surprising hint of timidity and fear.
There was a "click", and someone tapped on the light switch. The light disappeared in an instant, and a large area of darkness once again enveloped this small area, and a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out.
"Damn it, you kid wants to die? Don't you know that lights will attract those monsters?"
"That's right, if you are in a hurry to reincarnate, don't hold us back!"
"I...how do I know. I just think it's safer to turn on the light."
"Safety, sir! If we are really killed, I will strangle you to death before we die!"
"Okay, be quiet! If it's so loud, it will attract monsters and we will all be dead."
"whispering sound……"
At the critical moment of life and death, everyone invariably kept silent.
After a long time, the screams in the distance gradually calmed down. In the darkness, the girl sat next to the boy and whispered: "Let me get to know you again. My name is not 'Caiji'. My name is Anyang, and your...name is Zhang Cheng, right?" ?”
…
A month and a half later, at the "Langya" base in Fengwei Mountain, Lang Hua was discussing something with others in the conference room.
It was already the second month after the disaster, and three days had passed since Lang Hua's team returned to Fengwei Mountain.
The micro base station established by Fu Lianhe has begun to work. Wireless signals are transmitted in all directions all the time, which will call on more Shashi survivors to come to Fengwei Mountain's "Wolf Cliff" base to survive together. At the same time, through laptops connected to the base station, they can connect to the global satellite communication network Teledesic II at any time and log into the federal instant forum "FS Community" to learn about what is happening in the world.
At this time, the most popular post on the homepage of the instant forum is naturally the nuclear explosion tracking for several days. After all, the action this time was so big that people couldn't help but care. As a result, "Sirius Prophecy Post" dropped to second place in popularity.
The only top message in the forum is that Teledesic II has resumed operation. Under the authorization of the coalition government, survivors in various places are encouraged to establish refuge bases and register in time. Those registered can open exclusive lines in the military channel and accept the supervision and assistance of the "Federal Wartime Military Commission" in the future.
The advantages of this kind of thing outweighed the disadvantages, and there was nothing worth considering. Lang Hua asked Fu Lianhe to report the name "Langya Base". The address was Fengwei Mountain, Shashi, and the founder was Yang Bensheng.
"'Teledesic II' has recovered so quickly? It is indeed the top integrated communication network and one of the oligarchs in the international information field." Lin Wenjin looked at the dazzling information on the screen and couldn't help but praise it.
Fu Lianhe explained with a smile: "It is said that the hardware of 'Teledesic II' was indeed seriously damaged due to the black mist eruption. However, after all, it is already powerful. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so it is no problem to assume some of the original communication functions."
Lin Wenjin grew up in a privileged family and was well-informed. Even a young man like Fu Lianhe could have a conversation.
"Okay, be quiet, Xiaohua has something to say." Yang Bensheng saw that everyone had arrived, and said, "Everyone, please sit down first." Although he is the nominal lord of the base, they have already Get used to following Lang Hua's orders.
"There are three main things today." Lang Hua cleared his throat and looked around at everyone. In the past three days, his injuries have healed, and his strength has not only returned to its peak, but has also gone further. As the only mid-level ability user present, Lang Hua's aura made them naturally feel depressed and in awe.
"First of all, there is the construction and cleanup work in the base. This will be completed by Uncle Xing. The original design drawings and subsequent ideas will be communicated to you by City Master Yang."
"yes."
After not seeing him for several days, Xing Wutian was already very thin. He was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets. At first glance, he almost lost his human shape. However, this man finally came out of the pain of losing his daughter. Lang Hua used the corpse monkey crystal core and Lao Hu's ability crystal core to prepare an awakening potion for him. Now Xing Wutian is the security director of the base, and he is also a first-level initial ability user with the ability of "enhancement".
"Haiping, Lan Xi."
"exist!"
"You will lead the cleaning work in the jungle. I will ask the Qin family to send people to assist you. A safe passage must be opened in the Fengwei Mountain jungle to prepare for the subsequent reception of survivors."
"Yes!" "Yes, leader."
Lei Li said: "There is no problem with this."
Lang Hua nodded to Lei Li and continued: "Other ability users will also take turns to go into battle and take this opportunity to hone their combat power. We will have a tough battle to fight in the near future."
"What else are we going to fight? Corpses? Or those bad Evolutionaries?" Duan Hei obviously didn't like Lang Hua playing riddles and asked directly.
Lang Hua smiled and said: "That's not true. To be precise, we have to compete with all the creatures in this mountain forest for the same equipment."
"What equipment? Is it very powerful?" Duan Hei asked with big eyes.
Lang Hua said faintly: "It's quite powerful. It can make ordinary people become as powerful as those with abilities."
"hiss--"
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. There was a huge difference in combat power between ability users and ordinary evolved people. Moreover, ability users were already rare in number, and sooner or later they would form a privileged class. Now that this kind of mysterious equipment appears that ignores the awakening of abilities, wouldn't it be a game changer?
Lang Hua did not shy away from the four members of the Qin family, and said frankly: "This kind of thing is called 'glue melt core' by the 'Sirius Prophecy Poster', but it is still early, so there is no need to worry for the time being."
"The third thing, which is the last thing, is that we need to expand our equipment." Under the gaze of everyone, Lang Hua spread his hands and said, "If I have a gun in my hand, I have it in the world. This sentence always right."
Yang Bensheng could see that Lang Hua was thoughtful, and the last two arrangements were all preparations for the mysterious "battle for the glue core." From this point of view, the fight for the "glue core" must be quite dangerous.
While Yang Bensheng was deep in thought, Lin Qian raised her own question: "The districts and counties in Shashi are far away from each other. Even if we can find the warehouses of the armed forces in various places, it is difficult to guarantee that others will not get there first. Besides, there is also the influence of the black corpse group. Search and transportation are both a problem."
Others nodded, but Chen Xinyan sat opposite Lin Qian and yawned.
She spoke incoherently: "Yes...ah, it's rare for you to be...smart."
"Chen Xinyan, if you speak carefully, can you choke to death?"
Lin Qian was furious, but Chen Xinyan stretched out lazily and curled her lips while stretching: "Hello? Has no one ever taught you manners? I'm older than you, you should call me Xinyan cousin."
"Big? How big is it? What a joke."
Lin Qian suddenly raised her chest and sneered. In an instant, the mountain peak stood up, and Chen Xinyan froze in her movements.
Looking at it, this dress is so big, oh no, this ball is so white... No, what and what. Chen Xinyan couldn't help but roar in her heart - this is too foul!
The development of such a thing really depends on God's will. Although Chen Xinyan also has a good figure and is of normal size, the one over there... is really too big!
"Hey, what's there to be proud of?" Chen Xinyan dug out the two meatballs with her eyes, turned back and curled her lips frequently, looking very disdainful.
Perhaps because she was getting angrier the more she thought about it, she added angrily: "Big breasts but no brains."
"Hey, I have such a bad temper..." Lin Qian had blue veins popping up on her forehead and was about to find her ax...
Lang Hua, the man at the head of the conference room, had his mouth twitching wildly and felt quite a headache. He knew very well that as long as he dared to say a word of help at this time, he would immediately become the target of public criticism and become the common target of attack by the two women. He had no choice but to turn to Qin Xiaowen for help. But who would have expected that the latter was already covering his mouth and laughing so hard that he couldn't even straighten his waist...
"I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts..." Just as Qin Xiaowen was hiding next to Xia Shuang, suppressing her laughter and struggling, Lan Xi came back and put a spear on the table. Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was the assault rifle that Wang De and his group used before.
"AK47? Why does it have a wooden handle?" Fu Lianhe stretched his neck and asked in confusion.
"It's Type 63. It has been out of production for more than a hundred years." Hai Ping responded coldly. The voice suddenly appeared behind Fu Lianhe. His voice was hoarse and resembled a ghostly whisper, which made him tremble. After the battle at "Taifeng Gas Station", Hai Ping seemed to be a changed person. Not only was he more reticent, but he also acted ruthlessly, making people unknowingly stay away from him.
"It's an oil seal." Lin Wenjin picked up the rifle and used his fingernails to pick out a trace of semi-solid grease from the gap, which confirmed Haiping's guess.
Two hundred years ago, in the second half of the 20th century, after China was liberated, it copied the Soviet-made "AK series" assault rifles in large quantities. However, the resulting semi-automatic rifles had poor shooting accuracy and a short barrel, which was not conducive to stabbing combat. It was not until 1963 that a new general-purpose rifle was designed, which was China's first self-loading rifle that could fire continuously - the Type 63 automatic rifle.
However, due to institutional reasons, after eight years of mass production, the Type 63 rifle has suffered from lax manufacturing and inspection process systems, slow production, and disordered production. This resulted in the subsequent Type 63 rifles being of poor quality and poor accuracy, and even had serious quality problems such as firing and spitting fire. As of 1978, production and disassembly were completely discontinued.
"In the fifteen years since the Type 63 rifle was born, there are still millions of outputs." It sounds like Lin Wenjin knows something about this history. "Except for some exports to the international market and being used as standard weapons by some armed organizations, the rest "They are either used for border guard and militia training, or are stored in militia arsenals everywhere."
He suddenly understood what Lang Hua meant: "You mean..."
"Yes," Lang Hua nodded, "there must be an ancient weapons depot nearby."
With a "crash", Lan Xi brought some more weapons used by Wang De and others.
"Type 63, Type 56 automatic rifles, Type 77-1 wooden handle grenades," Lin Wenjin exclaimed, "Good guy, I remember that was the era of 'gathering food widely and digging deep pits'. Could it be an air raid shelter?" "
"It's up to Uncle Xing to explain."
Lang Hua spread his hands and asked everyone's questions to Xing Wutian. The latter also added: "It is an air defense shelter. There are a lot of guns and ammunition in it. But there is also a big snake that is very powerful. Last time we broke two people to get these equipment..."
"Snake? What kind of snake is so powerful? Could it be a python?"
"Nonsense, it must be a powerful black beast. We have to put this together. Brother Xing, please explain in detail..."
"Damn it, damn it. With a gun in hand, people won't panic. We have to win this battle."
"If it's an ammunition depot, then people with fire and lightning abilities like me and Lao Lei won't participate. We'll just stay here to look after the house."
"Brother and sister Xia Qing can go, it just so happens that they also need some training."
…
In front of the long table, people excitedly discussed the actions in the next few days. Lang Hua sat on the chair and looked at Yang Xiaoxiao lying on the table in the corner. His thoughts could not help but drift back to the night before, and he was distracted.
On the day we returned to the base, people had been running around for many days. They were extremely sleepy before it got dark and just wanted to find a place to sleep.
Yang Xiaoxiao found Lang Hua at night and expressed his thoughts.
"Teach me how to use a knife. I want revenge."
"Learning swordsmanship from me will be very difficult, you have to be mentally prepared."
"Okay. I also want to learn something else."
"What else?"
At that time, Yang Xiaoxiao raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes instantly stung Lang Hua. That was the first time Yang Xiaoxiao gave Lang Hua a strange feeling. He vaguely felt that a certain girl who once smiled at her while holding a hot drink in a coffee shop might never come back.
After a moment of silence, Yang Xiaoxiao replied:
"Learn to kill. Kill faster, harder, and more covertly."
