The end of the world, survival on the battlefield?
There is neither An Sheng to defend him against the enemy, nor Xiao Han to help him kill everyone. Here, he has to live independently.
Thinking back to those days, Meng Fei was also a survival enthusiast in his spare time. It's just that he is a survivalist who can only talk on paper and can't even be called a spy.
He also stocked up on a large number of strange books such as "The Barefoot Doctor's Manual", "Militia Military Training Manual", "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents", "Wild Vegetables Illustrated Book", etc., and also prepared various survival equipment.
The problem is that he has no time to study while adjusting programs all day long. But it doesn't matter. If the apocalypse does come, buying books will be out of the question. But there are books here, so just learn and use them now.
Who could have imagined that the end of the world would come so suddenly. When everything really happened, he had nothing but the clothes on his body and a mobile phone that couldn't connect to the Internet!
calm! The first rule of survival madness is to act calmly and rationally under any circumstances. Never let fear and despair consume you. He began to observe himself and his surroundings.
The temperature is very high, even indoors it is at least 30 degrees, and the air humidity is high. Even if I sit still, I feel hot and irritated.
Meng Fei was still wearing his original T-shirt and a dirty camouflage uniform over it. The stench of sweat wafted from the inside of the camouflage, while white salt particles condensed on the outside.
There were several broken cardboard boxes and bags left in the room. After looking through it, there were only some useless books, waste paper, empty bottles and other sundries inside. Everything of value was probably taken away.
The floor is made of solid wood pieces and feels clean to the touch. It's a pity that there are no windows and I can't see outside. There is only a white energy-saving lamp above the head, emitting a milky white light.
Generally speaking, the environment is quite neat and clean, and there is no sign of war.
But a piece of paper on the ground caught his attention.
At the core, there is a huge explosion icon. There are eye-catching words written below in Beiming language or Weiyue language.
Beiming language and Weiyue language use the same alphabet, and it is said that the difference is smaller than the difference between Cantonese and Mandarin that he knew in his previous life. But for Meng Fei, he couldn’t understand it anyway.
The Taotie language version is printed in small fonts at the bottom:
"Dear residents of Truffle Town:
"In order to eliminate the terrorists who have long threatened your safety, the bombing will begin on time at 14:00 pm on January 14th. Please move in advance to prevent damage to your property and personal safety.
"Please carry your real estate certification documents with you. The Federal Ministry of Disasters and Emergency Response will be responsible for compensating your real estate losses.
"You have three days to evacuate, which is enough time. Please pay attention to avoid crowding during the evacuation process and consciously maintain public order.
"Welcome to evacuate along Highway 3910 to Bajiao City, Yushu Prefecture, Northern Ming Federation, 150 kilometers north. Bajiao City has prepared temporary accommodation and necessary living supplies for you.
"Your Peripheral passport can be directly exchanged for a federal general passport at federal customs. There are no prerequisites.
"The Federation family is waiting for your return. I wish you good health."
Kind warning. Wait, bombing? Truffle Town? Isn’t January 14th today? It's past ten o'clock now, so the bombing is coming in just three hours? ….
What the hell are you waiting for? Run as quickly as possible!
Meng Fei jumped up like he was sitting on a red-hot iron stool and wanted to rush out of the house. However he failed. The reason is simple, the door is locked from the outside.
He was locked in the house.
Suddenly he remembered that when he had just graduated from his previous life, he once took a shower in the bathroom of the newly rented house. After washing, I found that the wheels under the heavy wooden sliding door of the bathroom seemed to be stuck.
After much effort, he found that the door was still motionless. Fortunately, his roommate came home and used a screwdriver to pry open the door, saving his life.
If he wasn't too poor and shared a room with others, but lived alone in a room, was stuck in the bathroom and couldn't get out, and his phone was left outside, wouldn't he have to starve to death?
But here, starving to death would not be possible. But three hours later, the place was bombed. Even if he was not killed directly, he would be crushed to death by the collapsed building.
Fear surged into my heart, and all calmness was meaningless. Instead, his "micro-management" became more accurate, and he aimed at the door and kicked it hard.
boom!
Unexpectedly, the violent impact did not cause the door to fly three meters away.
His micro-manipulation only makes full use of muscles and cannot violate the laws of physics. Instead, the principle of action and reaction caused him to fly backwards and hit the wall.
But at this time, with the sound of the door latch clicking, the door was pushed open, revealing an angry face covered with wrinkles and stubble.
The bearded man was strong and wearing a brown camouflage uniform. He held a dark pistol in his hand and rushed in in three steps.
He grabbed Meng Fei's collar with one hand and lifted him up. With the other hand, he put the gun on the other person's neck and shouted in English:
"Quiet! I say it again, quiet! Otherwise I will make a hole in your neck!"
"scanning."
In fact, this setback made Meng Fei regain his composure, and he secretly started scanning in his heart.
Although the program written by Suzaku is no longer there, his super power of "scanning" is still there. Moreover, his ability has been trained by Suzaku's program, so it is no different from before.
[Object name: Male human adult. ]
[Name: Unknown]
[Age: 48]
[Occupation: Soldier]
[Intelligence: Unknown]
[Physique: 87/100]
[Health: 80/100]
Physical constitution is 87, which is a very strong body.
If we refer to previous lives, young people who exercise regularly can reach about 70. Athletes are only 80-90. Top strong humans like Tyson and O'Neal can reach 90-99.
The hard black barrel of the gun pressed hard against Meng Fei's neck, as if it could poke a big hole in his carotid artery without a bullet.
Black Weasel33. The Black Weasel is a classic gun of the Bei Ming Empire. After the collapse of the empire, the poor and crazy soldiers opened warehouses to sell guns. The Black Weasel has been scattered all over the country since then, and there are countless imitations and modified versions.
The Pleiades Foreign Legion is the regular army of the Pleiades Kingdom and will not use such weapons that are popular in the third world. But that’s not necessarily the case when they receive extra money.
"Oh, you try shooting." Meng Fei smiled contemptuously and said in his unskilled Taotie dialect: "If you shoot, I will die. You won't get the money, so it's all in vain."
The bearded man said angrily: "I'll break your limbs, put them in a sack and transport them away, and you won't miss a single cent!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the muzzle of the gun slip. His nerves felt like an electric shock and he immediately responded to pull the trigger, but it was already too late.
The movements of this young man who he had always regarded as a burden were as fast as a snake suddenly attacking. One hand deftly held his wrist joint, and the other hand pressed down suddenly on the back of his hand.
His wrist immediately hurt so much that he almost dislocated it. The pistol then slipped away and fell into the opponent's hands. Meng Fei raised his left hand slightly, and the black muzzle of the gun hit Hu Zhalian's mouth.
The other party's reaction convinced Meng Fei that this group of people was the "squad hired by the Subaru Japanese Foreign Legion" as Professor Boulanger said.
This group of people is not so much "escorting" him as "escorting" him. But did he really want to listen to the old man and brave the artillery fire of the Beiming people to dig into the coffin and turn off the machine?
No, no, no, if you want to survive, you must never act according to other people's common sense! .
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