Chapter 267 On Resource Integration

As the zombie tide rushed forward, the soldiers, who no longer had any superpowers, slipped into the room, slammed the door shut, and locked it with their backs.

The zombies following closely behind slammed into the door frame, making a deafening sound.

The soldiers moved stainless steel shelves, transport vehicles and other things to block the door, and sat exhausted on the conveyor platform nearby, gasping for breath.

"General Chu, the space is full, and many supplies have to be abandoned."

The psychics clearly looked like they were trying to hold on, and they were forcing a bag of medical protective clothing they had just taken out of the filing cabinet into the space.

The space not only contains hundreds of boxes of various categories collected from supermarkets, but also various usable items taken from abandoned cars along the way. Together with 70% of the goods in the disinfection supply center, the space is already full.

As for the remaining 30% that could not be taken away, they also used shelves to surround them to ensure that they would not be scattered on the ground due to the impact of the zombie tide.

Chu Wanfu glanced at the pile of supplies, waved to call the space ability user, and ordered the others to rest and recuperate on the spot.

The soldiers sat on the ground, with their special-powered guns within easy reach. They then stretched out their left forearms and used their right index fingers to order a high-calorie, filling braised pork rice bowl from the takeaway system on their points card. After counting to three, the rice bowl arrived on time. They opened the lid and began to devour it greedily.

The strong aroma of rice mixed with the unique flavor of braised pork hit everyone's nose, and the smell increased people's appetite, especially the space ability users, who couldn't help but swallow their saliva secretly.

Compressed biscuits and the like can never compare to the comfort of eating!

Only after losing it, do you understand what hot carbohydrates - rice - are.

Chu Wanfu didn't say anything and directly led people into the villa, indicating that they should move everything in the space into the spacious hall.

The psychics were all stunned.

Can a villa be used like this?!

Chu Wanfu walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. Inside was a bottle of boiled water with a little salt added that he had prepared in advance. He took out a bottle, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp to relieve his thirsty throat.

"Come and have some water, too. Put the supplies in order, and bring the rest back here later."

He took out the mineral water and threw it over one by one.

As early as when he chose to take the risk of going to the hospital, Chu Wanfu had already thought of a retreat plan.

He brought ten people in specifically so that they could return to the villa for shelter as soon as possible when faced with sudden danger.

Medical resources in the Shangjing base are too scarce. All supplies have to be used by the top biochemical researchers and the wounded in each department first. It is impossible to provide each person with a set of supplies and replenish them in time.

But all the special forces responsible for going out to collect supplies will not complain. Developing antiviral serum as soon as possible and ending the apocalyptic era is everyone's deepest hope.

In order to avoid mutations caused by unnecessary wound infections, each unit relied on self-reliance most of the time, for their own protection and for the survivors in the rear.

With the admission of a large number of survivors, the pressure on Chu Wanfu's shoulders increased, so he had to turn his attention to the hospital here.

Hospitals have always been overcrowded places, and when the apocalypse broke out, they were the first to be hit and become the first to fall.

It is also for this reason that most forces will not easily choose to raid the hospital without absolute certainty, which is why many supplies here are still well preserved.

In addition, with the villa as a retreat, there can basically be zero casualties.

The end of the world is nothing else but cruelty. Only by ensuring that the soldiers survive to the greatest extent possible can we save more survivors and welcome a bright future together.

This is the overall perspective that a leader should have.

In other words, this is called resource integration.

Fortunately, he rented the villa, which might be of great use in the future. He will study it carefully when he returns.

Chu Wanfu put his thoughts aside and led the psychics who had cleared the space back to the supply room.

As soon as I landed, I heard the sound of zombies banging on the door. It was so deafening that even the whole wall was shaking. It was as if the god of death was bringing many of his men, staring with lifeless gray eyes, and numbly hitting everyone's nerves one after another.

Trying to crush rationality from within, causing people to completely collapse and despair, and then automatically open the door and embrace each other warmly with open arms.

Aren’t you tired of running around for survival?

Watching the zombies approaching step by step with determination, no matter where they escape to, no matter day or night, like a perpetual motion machine, as long as you look back, you can see their highly rotten faces and blue-black fingers. The escapers cannot make mistakes and their nerves must always be tense.

In this protracted war, only one side succeeded.

Come on, die early and be reborn early, become the same kind as them, walk with them, always pursue only fresh flesh and blood, and enjoy the top despair emanating from the living!

"bump!"

The door of the disinfection supply center was kicked open from the inside!

The soldier holding the charging ability pointed his gun outward and fired fiercely!

A barrage of supernatural bullets shot out from the gun barrels, and a large number of zombies blocking the corridor fell down immediately.

"Fuck, kill you bunch of living dead!"

The vanguard team tilted their heads and spat, then stepped on the corpses and swept outwards. In an instant, the narrow corridor was filled with black, rotten brain matter, and broken arms and debris were scattered all over the sky!

The continuous rain of supernatural bullets tore a rift in the crowded zombie tide!

"Go upstairs and continue the sweep!"

...

Xia Yan snapped his fingers, blew a gangster whistle, and happily put the two Snapdragons back into the system grid.

Looking back, the entire spacious store suddenly became dim without its treasure.

Can it be called a treasure if it is left here? If it is left here, it will slowly turn into scrap metal and become worthless.

The fact that this car can continue to function in her hands means that it has fulfilled its ultimate mission as a car.

Before leaving, Xia Yan considerately closed the door and "invited" the store's sales champion back into the store.

Lin waved to her from the car not far away.

"Phew, that's all for today, let's go home."

Xia Yan jumped into the car, fastened his seat belt, bought a chocolate bread from the mall, put it in his mouth, reversed into the driveway, and prepared to go back.

"You're just going to eat bread? You've been waiting all day, so why not stop and have a good meal before you go?"

Lin couldn't bear to watch it and gave some advice.

It's not like I don't have food to eat, so why are you kidding me?

This is how young people’s stomachs are damaged. When they feel stomach discomfort and pain, they can’t even take stomach medicine and can only endure it.

I've felt it myself: my stomach feels like it's been thrown into a spin dryer, twisting and turning in so much pain that I can't help but roll around on the spot.

Xia Yan glanced at her and saw that although the old lady looked polite, her eyes showed strong disapproval, which could be considered as kindness under the sharp edge.

She smiled and braked, "As you say, how about some noodles? Will that warm your stomach?"

Lin's eyes flashed with satisfaction, but she hummed in her throat, "See for yourself."