In the silence, Lin Zhongrong finally spoke: "Those behind the zombies, you continue your discussion. The most urgent task is to deal with the zombies. I will not waste my time here." He nodded to the leader beside him and left the meeting room. Most of the people who retreated with him went to the next room to discuss the battle plan.
After more than ten minutes, the group dispersed and went about their business as planned. Lin Zhongrong stopped Lin Cheng and said, "You still have ten minutes. Take a break."
"No need. It's the same if you rest on the road." After the apocalypse, industry was backward and the level of technology was naturally limited. Most of the aircraft built later sacrificed speed for durability. It would take more than 40 minutes for the fastest reconnaissance aircraft to reach 1,200 kilometers, not to mention other types of aircraft.
So Lin Cheng had at least an hour to recuperate on the road.
"Then come to my place for something to eat and some water, and give Xiaoman a call while you're there. She's been asking about you several times."
Lin Cheng was stunned, and Lin Zhongrong only left him with a cool back.
This seemed to be the first time that Lin Zhongrong cared about him... could it be considered caring?
This was the second time that Lin Cheng went into Lin Zhongrong's office alone for personal matters. There was indeed food prepared on the table. Lin Cheng was a little bit expectant, but when he looked at it, it turned out to be energy bars that were still unremarkable and tasted bad.
Eating this is eating it no matter where you are.
He sighed and called Lin Man.
When Lin Man received the call from Lin Cheng, he was hammering the beauty, and his voice was full of joy: "Are you finally done?"
Lin Cheng couldn't help but feel a little happier when he heard the voice. "I've been out for the past few days and just got back today. The boss said you had something important to talk to me about?"
"I just wanted to ask you, what kind of weapons are you more accustomed to using... Not guns or anything like that, but cold weapons."
Lin Cheng thought for a while: "I basically use all of them, except guns..." He thought of Yan Ming's words "My superpowers are used up, and my bullets are used up." He and Yan Ming had met several times, and his superpowers were considered top-notch, but he still ended up like that.
His heart sank slightly as he said, "That would be a gun, a compound bow, or a long sword."
□□, compound bow? Lin Man scratched his head with the shiny beauty hammer. It sounded very complicated. "Then it should be a long sword, right? How long? How wide? How thick?"
Lin Cheng thought for a while, then told them everything, and finally asked, "Why, you want to give me a knife?"
"Yeah, didn't I say I would give you a gift?"
"Oh." Thinking of the jade she had asked for before, Lin Cheng asked slowly, "Is it made of jade?"
Lin Man: “…” This guy is so annoying. He has guessed everything, so how can there be any surprise?
She decided to ignore the question: "Did you go looking for other zombie dens before? What was the result?"
Lin Cheng paused for a moment and said, "Nothing has been discovered yet."
"Nothing found means it's easy to find. Go and rest. I won't waste your time." Lin Man said, and suddenly heard a siren coming from Lin Cheng's side. "What's that sound over there?"
Lin Cheng looked out the window, calculated the days, and said, "Today is September 15th, the 17th anniversary of the end of the world. It's a tradition at the Reunion Base to blow the whistle to commemorate it."
Lin Man only just realized there was such a tradition: "Seventeen years have passed so quickly. We are about to enter the eighteenth year of the apocalypse. We are another year older."
The tone of emotion is like that of an old man.
Lin Cheng laughed and said, "How come I'm already a year older when I haven't even had my birthday yet?"
"It's almost time." Lin Man said with a hint of longing, "Next February is my birthday, my big birthday as an adult!"
Lin Cheng was silent for a moment: "Lin Man, I have a question."
"you say."
"You were born after the end of the world, right?"
"Yeah." Otherwise why would it be called the apocalyptic baby?
"Then next year should be your seventeenth birthday."
Huh?! "But I'm seventeen now!"
"This should be the age in lunar calendar. In real terms, you should be sixteen now, and the end of the world is only seventeen years old. Do the math, is that right?"
Lin Man counted on his fingers, then froze. It seemed like, oh, so it would take another year and five months for her to become an adult?
This is completely different from what she thought!
Lin Man suddenly fell on the table: "Ah, why are you telling me this!" Wouldn't it be better to let her get away with it?
Lin Cheng smiled. He hadn't thought about it carefully before, but he didn't expect that the little girl was even younger than he thought.
"Okay, I have something else to do, so I have to hang up first."
"Yeah, okay."
Lin Cheng's expression seemed to have changed after hearing this. He suddenly became solemn and dignified, and walked out.
…
On the other side of Dayan Mountain, Lin Man had no idea what was happening in the north. He wailed for being a year younger for no reason, and then turned his grief and anger into strength and started to make a knife.
It's time to show her true skills!
Then he broke several knives.
In the end, he made a huge and ugly sword with uneven thickness. He used spiritual energy to transform it while polishing it with mental strength.
While she was making the knife, a large number of elites from the north were dispatched to carry out a large-scale blockade and precision bombing of Pit No. 2, and then sent people into the mountains to conduct a carpet search, making sure to eliminate all the zombies.
However, before this, many active zombies had already left this place, and the five major bases were harassed to varying degrees, with some casualties. As a result, all bases closed their doors, people became panic-stricken, and many began to plan to escape to the south.
The fact that Lin Zhongrong and Lin Cheng had frequently transported supplies and personnel to the south seemed to have profound implications.
Although they acted relatively secretly, the sky belongs to everyone, and everyone's eyes belong to others. The transport planes are so large and bulky that it is difficult not to be discovered during takeoff and landing.
There is a small group of young people whose families are quite powerful and who have nothing to do in their daily lives. After more than half a month of various investigations, they finally determined the target range.
"Then Lin Zhongrong must have felt that he couldn't stay here anymore because of the appearance of these zombies, so he set up a new life in the south." Several young people gathered together and chattered.
"Based on the fuel consumption data I obtained, their destination should be in this area."
"Focus on investigating Province H, as that's where Lin Zhongrong used to live."
"It's not that easy to use our base's public resources to build a home for yourself!"
"Okay, no more words, let's get ready and go, but this matter must be kept secret for now."
Just like that, when all the non-combatants were shivering in their homes and absolutely refused to step out of the base, a group of indignant young people got a small helicopter, squeezed themselves in like a can of fish, and set off in high spirits.
Because the helicopter was too small, of unreliable quality, and overloaded, they unfortunately crashed halfway through their journey.
Fortunately, no one was injured.
They could only carry their own bags and walk on their delicate two legs. They had not walked very far in two days, but they were already complaining bitterly.
If they had known this would happen, they would have told their parents at home and asked them to arrange a better helicopter... No, they should have just let someone else out. Home is so good, why should they run out and suffer this hardship?
As they walked, they found another helicopter wreckage, which was much larger than theirs, but the crash posture was much more tragic and the whole thing was deformed.
"Dongyang..." They recognized the two large characters on the plane with missing arms and legs. "This is a plane from Dongyang Base!"
Someone was even more perceptive: "Isn't this the personal plane of that guy... Lu Youzhuo from Dongyang Base? It was so boasted about, when did it crash here?"
"So the joke about the boss at Dongyang Base having his plane crash and asking for help in the middle of the night was true?"
Tsk tsk tsk tsk…
A group of people walked around the wreckage, watching the jokes for a while, and suddenly felt that their crash was no big deal. Their helicopter was small and shabby, so wasn't it normal for it to fall? Didn't they see that the human boss's super-large, high-tech helicopter, which was praised for its strong defense and excellent quality, also fell.
After laughing enough, they took photos to commemorate the occasion, preparing to share them with their friends when they returned to base.
Then he set off again with great difficulty.
When they were at their wit's end, they accidentally stumbled upon the Nanming base and were almost in tears. However, this was not their destination. They gritted their teeth and refused to contact their elders at home. They exchanged their clothes, shoes, bags, gold chains, watches, communicators, and so on. In short, they exchanged everything that could be exchanged. A group of people left behind a communicator and the weapons they carried with them, and exchanged the rest for food. Then they continued on their way in tattered clothes and tattered shoes.
They were lucky because there was a lot of rainfall in the south during this period, so if they walked along the mountains, there were still a lot of tenacious wild grasses and some ponds with stagnant water. At least they did not starve to death or die of thirst.
After walking like this for more than 20 days, when they wanted to give up for the Nth time, they discovered a place they could not imagine.
"What is that?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that's a sweet potato vine, right?"
"Of course it is. Doesn't our base have a sweet potato field? They grow it outdoors. I've been there countless times, and it looks just like this."
hiss--
The sound of a group of people slurping their saliva.
"Is this ownerless?"
"Someone must have planted it, right? Look, there's a small house over there, and there's a fence next to it."
"That fence is useless. To dare to grow sweet potatoes in this mountain, you must be an extraordinary person, right?"
"So we're not going to eat?"
"Let's go see who the owner is first."
If you are strong, ask for some; if you are weak, rob some; if you are particularly strong and violent, run away quickly.
They sent the strongest, most resistant and fastest male student to take action.
The man inched closer and called out twice from outside the fence: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"
Seeing no movement, he wanted to step over the thigh-high fence and go in, but suddenly a black shadow came out of nowhere. It turned out to be a black axe that grazed his foot and was nailed into the soil, then slowly disappeared.
The male student was trembling all over and his legs almost went weak and collapsed. Super, superpower!
"Hurry, run!"
A group of people screamed like pigs being slaughtered and disappeared in a flash.
There are two kinds of people in this world that you should never offend...at least two kinds of people.
One is a person with special abilities, and the other is a man holding a gun.
A middle-aged man walked out from behind the house, and the black axe in his hand gradually disappeared. The house opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out with a black gun in her hand.
The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man was scared away. He was a young man who looked to be in good shape. If they really rushed over, they would be in trouble.
If Lin Man were here, he would recognize them as Zhao Hengshui's parents. Also inside the house were Zhao Hengshui's wife and children. The family chose to live here because it was secluded and suitable for growing crops. They had been living here for almost three months, and everything was fine. The sweet potatoes they had planted were growing well.
However, they did not plan to live like this for the rest of their lives. The wilderness was still too dangerous, and their family was too weak. So they planned to use the sweet potatoes they had harvested as a token of allegiance and join a small force or base.
Such an organization is difficult to find and is full of uncertainties, so they are very worried.
In August, not long after their family settled here, planes frequently flew from north to south and passed right over their heads. They observed carefully and found that the landing point of the planes should be less than 100 kilometers away from them.
Obviously, there is an organization or a base there!
After much discussion, the family decided to try their luck as the sweet potatoes were ripening day by day. So Zhao Hengshui set out alone a few days ago. If all went well, he should have arrived by now.
…
Just as they guessed, Zhao Hengshui had already arrived near Dayan Mountain and finally determined that his target was on Dayan Mountain. He wandered around, wanting to wait for the people inside to come out and see what kind of organization it was.
However, the people on the mountain refused to come out!
He could only sneak up the mountain, and then he was caught.
When he was caught, he quickly explained his origins and the purpose of his escape. The two men listened quietly to him without saying a word, and quickly tied him up. He shouted, "I have sweet potatoes, lots and lots of sweet potatoes! Enough for many people!"
The two men paused, and just when hope began to rise in Zhao Hengshui's heart, they continued to mercilessly blindfold and gag him, carried him all the way up the mountain, then threw him somewhere, closed the door, and walked away.
Zhao Hengshui's heart sank.
Those two men were obviously well-trained. What kind of place is this?
The two members of the third squad, who were on daytime patrol today, shook their heads as they left. "What did he say? A lot of sweet potatoes?"
"Oh, I don't want to eat sweet potatoes for the time being. I've been eating them for almost ten days straight, right?"
"I think so? I'd rather eat tortillas now."
"With your level of talent, I'd rather eat potato noodles, with a little spice and vinegar, hiss, that taste..."
"Wake up, I'm not jealous, and the boss has no intention of opening up potato flour at the moment."
"Hey, when can you get some vinegar?" The man simply ignored the second half of the sentence.
"It's okay. Wait until those lemon trees bear fruit and you can squeeze some lemon juice as vinegar."
Zhao Hengshui was stunned, shocked, and filled with a burning passion. Could this place actually be so wealthy? Would they be so overwhelmed by their sweet potatoes? How much better would life be if they could be accepted here?
Maybe he should have said that they had two people with special abilities, so that they would value themselves more.
Lin Man was drying sweet potatoes when he heard the news that someone had broken into the mountain.
Half of the sweet potatoes in the "God-given food" were planted, and the other half were eaten. After just two days, the animals got tired of eating them. Didn't she know? They must have been envious of the potato flour.
Since she doesn't like it, she'll make it into dried sweet potatoes. The apples will be ready for picking soon, and she'll send them all to her father and Lin Cheng. Speaking of Lin Cheng, she hasn't spoken to him for a long time, and he seems to be very busy.
Lin Man turned his head to look at the apple tree standing quietly in the valley. Among the branches and leaves hung big apples that were red with a hint of green. He couldn't help smacking his lips.
The apples in the space ripened very early. She and her mother were so happy to eat one in the morning and one in the evening. They were so sour, sweet, crispy and very juicy. They were really delicious. I wonder if the three apple trees outside can perform as well.
"There are still a lot of sweet potatoes among those who came to us?" Lin Man tilted his head after hearing what the visitor said. "How many people are there in total?"
"They said they were a family of five, but only one came."
Lin Man felt that this configuration was somewhat familiar.
"What's the person's name?"
"My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Hengshui."
Oh, old acquaintance.
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