Xiao Yi was not to be outdone, armed with weapons, charging forward and engaging in a desperate fight with the enemy. Every swing of the knife, every shot, was filled with desire for survival and anger towards the enemy.
After a fierce battle, the enemy was finally repelled. The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, but Xiao Yi and his companions showed a smile of victory on their faces.
They embraced the reinforcements and cheered. At this moment, they forgot the pain in their bodies and the despair they had felt before. In their hearts, they only felt gratitude for their survival and hope for the future.
Xiao Yi walked towards the leader of the reinforcements, shook his hand tightly and said, "Thank you for coming. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have found it difficult to hold on."
The leader smiled slightly: "In this last days, everyone should help each other."
After the battle, the camp ushered in a brief period of peace. Xiao Yi and his companions began to clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and repair and reinforce the camp.
At the same time, they had an in-depth communication with the reinforcements. It turned out that this team came from a large survivor base and they had been looking for and helping other weak survivor groups.
Xiao Yi told them about his and his companions' experiences and the original intention of setting up the camp. The leader of the reinforcements praised their courage and persistence and expressed his willingness to provide more support and help.
In the communication with the reinforcements, Xiao Yi learned more about the situation of the apocalypse and the development of other survivors' bases. He realized that it would be difficult to survive in this apocalypse for a long time relying solely on their current strength.
So, Xiao Yi had a new goal in mind. He decided to lead his companions and reinforcements to the large survivor base, unite with more people, face the challenges of the end of the world together, and work hard to rebuild the home of mankind.
After listening to Xiao Yi's idea, his companions expressed their support. They knew that this was an important decision for them to survive in the apocalypse, and it was also the only way for them to create hope for the future.
After making full preparations, Xiao Yi and his companions bid farewell to the camp they once defended and embarked on a new journey with the reinforcements.
Along the way, they encountered various difficulties and obstacles, but with the help and support of each other, they overcame them one by one.
Xiao Yi looked at the road ahead with a firm belief in his heart. He knew that no matter how many difficulties awaited them in the future, as long as everyone united as one, they would be able to find their own light in this doomsday.
Xiao Yi, an ordinary person who is inconspicuous in the crowd, has extraordinary meticulousness and foresight.
In the seemingly peaceful days before the apocalypse, Xiao Yi was always more perceptive and alert than others. He enjoyed immersing himself in various apocalyptic films, television shows, and literature in his free time. Initially, he just treated it as a pastime, but as he read more, an indescribable premonition gradually welled up in his heart.
The people around him continued to live their routine lives, unaware of the impending crisis. However, Xiao Yi began to notice some subtle changes. Abnormal fluctuations in the global climate, rare epidemics in some regions, and subtle tensions in the international situation—these seemingly isolated events gradually pieced together a terrifying picture in his mind.
His intuition told him that a great disaster was about to strike. Once this thought took root in his mind, it quickly spread. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took action.
He first started stockpiling food, from large quantities of compressed biscuits and canned goods to long-lasting rice, flour, grain, and oil. His basement was packed to the brim. Drinking water was a top priority, so he bought box after box of bottled water and prepared several large water storage containers.
Medicines are also key supplies he reserves. He tries every possible way to get medicines for various common diseases, anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, and even simple surgical tools.
As for weapons, although it is not easy to obtain legal weapons, Xiao Yi relied on his wisdom and connections to collect some knives, bows and arrows and other tools that have certain self-defense functions.
In the process of stockpiling supplies, Xiao Yi considered every detail very carefully. He stored food and medicine in different categories, taking measures to prevent moisture and insects. As for weapons, he carefully maintained them to ensure that they could be used normally when needed.
He also developed a detailed material management plan, recording the quantity and shelf life of each material, and conducting regular inspections and replenishments.
When the end of the world really came and others fell into panic and despair, Xiao Yi, because of his foresight and thorough preparation, had a guarantee of survival and opened up a glimmer of hope for himself in this doomsday.
The disaster struck like a raging, raging beast, with unstoppable ferocity. The virus, like a dark curse cast down by the devil, spread recklessly across the human world, its devastation terrifying to the point of utter despair.
The virus seemed to possess a will of its own, spreading at an alarming rate. Like an invisible ghost, it weaved through the crowds, silently invading their bodies. Those infected initially experienced only mild discomfort, such as fatigue and a cough, but their condition quickly worsened.
The body's temperature soared rapidly, a fever raging like a raging fire, engulfing consciousness. The throat felt as if pierced by countless needles, and every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain. The violent coughing made the heart and lungs seem to tear themselves out of the chest, coughing up not only phlegm but sometimes even a horrible mixture tinged with blood.
The virus's ravages know no age, gender, or identity. Young children cry in agony from their hospital beds, once vibrant young people grow frail, and the elderly, with gray hair, await their fate in despair. Hospitals are overflowing, and the corridors are crammed with patients awaiting treatment, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
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