Chapter 122: L Base's Spy
"It's so cold outside."
"It's snowing this morning. How can it not be cold?"
"I wonder how many people will be frozen to death this winter..."
"Ah, I finally managed to survive the zombies. It would be a shame if I died in the ice and snow."
In the ten-person dormitory of the B City base, there were almost two people lying on each 1.2-meter-long bed, covered with a tattered quilt that was picked up in who knows when and was not warm at all.
Last year, more than a dozen people froze to death in the base.
After the end of the world, the most difficult time of the year is not the scorching summer, but the cold winter.
"Do you think those who went to L Base are still alive?"
"I think it has been eaten skin and bones!"
They were breathing heavily as they spoke, and the freezing cold room suddenly became lively.
Everyone is wondering how miserable the lives of those who were "tricked" into going to L Base are now.
"I think, when they say they provide three meals a day, they are not going to feed other people three meals a day!"
"And what kind of crappy base is this? I don't believe a new base can support so many people!"
"I don't think there's even any shelter from the wind and rain!"
As they spoke, everyone in the room burst into laughter, as if just imagining how miserable those people were would make them happy. Only a ragged man in the corner looked at the people in the room with a sinister look, thinking to himself that they were a bunch of stupid people.
There are only eight people left in the ten-person dormitory, and one person is missing in the neighboring dormitories every day. They don't doubt their own base, but instead doubt the L base which seems to have plenty of supplies. It's ridiculous.
In fact, the laughter in L Base was even louder than theirs.
"Two cotton coats and two pairs of cotton pants per person?!"
"Not only that! There's also a hot water bottle for hot water, a foot bath, and the air conditioner we just installed has a heating function!"
The listener gasped, "I used to be most afraid of winter, but this year with Lord Shen, I feel that winter is much more enjoyable."
"It's not bad. We just work in the base and live a hundred times happier than in the original base."
"No matter which base's leadership is now, I'm afraid they can't be as comfortable as us!"
"I made the right choice to come to L Base!"
"At that time, my fellow villager said that L Base was a scam and told me not to come. If he knew what kind of life I was living now, I'm afraid he would regret it!"
As he spoke, laughter broke out in the warm house.
After a while, the radio outside the base sounded, and someone knocked on the door, urging them, "Hurry up, Leader Shen wants to treat us to a whole roasted lamb!"
"Roasted Lamb!"
The people in the room jumped up instantly, "Go, go!"
Kong Liang and Liang Tuantuan were roasting a lamb. The aroma was wafting everywhere, making people salivate with pleasure at the mere smell of it.
It just snowed this morning. The snow was not thick, but it was the first snow Zhao Yunduo had seen in the apocalypse. It just so happened that all the construction in the base had come to an end.
High walls were built, and water and electricity were available at all times in the base.
Basic living needs are guaranteed, everyone has his or her own responsibilities, is needed by the base, and also satisfies the needs of self-realization.
The happiness index of the L base can be said to be very high. The smiles on their faces are the kind of joyful smiles that office workers before the end of the world could only see on Friday nights.
What's more, after the zombie tide, zombies have become rare, and it is a cold winter, so there are very few zombies outside the base.
Even if there are zombies, the two-meter-and-a-half-meter-high wall can stop the zombies. Shen Linglan specially asked the old master to customize the iron gate of the base. It is not only gun-proof but also zombie-proof.
The zombie punched the thick iron door, but the door made no sound at all.
The safer and happier they lived, the more grateful they were to Zhao Yunduo, the base commander. When they saw Zhao Yunduo, they wanted to show him the utmost respect. Just nodding and bowing to greet him was not enough, they wanted to give Zhao Yunduo all their hearts.
When they heard that there was a whole roasted lamb to eat, they all ran as fast as they could. But when they saw Zhao Yunduo's figure approaching, they all stopped in their tracks, stepped aside to make way for her, and lowered their heads slightly to face Zhao Yunduo, as if Zhao Yunduo was an important leader before the end of the world.
"Hello, Lord."
Zhao Yunduo didn't try to be friendly with the people. He walked through the crowd and came to the widest square in the base.
She sniffed the fragrant roasted whole lamb, and there were several hot pots with dried chilies bubbling nearby.
"Come on."
Zhao Yunduo smiled and waved to the people who had just stopped to let her go ahead, "The lamb is roasted just right."
Those people followed with brisk steps.
They gathered around their own roasted whole lamb, holding hands and dancing around the oven.
There was warm wine in the small pot beside, it made me so happy.
After eating and drinking, Zhao Yunduo received a communication request from Connie from the Y City Base.
Zhao Yunduo wanted to help digest the food after dinner, so she strolled over.
In the radio studio, the staff on shift knew that Zhao Yunduo was going to go, and turned on the heater early. When Zhao Yunduo pushed open the door of the radio studio, a gust of hot air blew towards him, making him feel a little sleepy.
On the other side, Connie was holding the microphone, his hands and feet were cold, and he rubbed his hands to keep warm from time to time.
When Zhao Yunduo finally said, "Hello?", Connie felt relieved.
"Ms. Yun Duo, winter is coming and the first snow has fallen. How is L Base? Are you frozen?"
"Thanks for your concern, no, I'm fine."
Isn't that good? Zhao Yunduo had eaten a lot of meat today, and now she was warmed up by the roasting. On the other side, Shen Linglan was also eating ice cream in the heat. Zhao Yunduo was horny at the sound, and in her mind she asked Shen Linglan to give her a piece of ice cream.
Connie could never have imagined that while his hands were almost frozen, Zhao Yunduo was eating ice cream on the other side of the radio.
"By the way," Connie seemed to remember something and gossiped with Zhao Yunduo, "Do you know the Sun Jiahu who was crippled by Mr. K at the P City base?"
Zhao Yunduo responded, saying that he remembered this man. He pretended to take on the task and went to ask for the reward from Mr. K. However, when Mr. K found out that he did not complete the task, he was furious and crippled his legs.
"I heard that in order to make K calm down, the people in P City hung him outside the base gate and froze him all night. I heard that in the morning, he was frozen into a popsicle and died alive!"
Zhao Yunduo was dumbfounded. The commander of the P city base was really cruel... Could officials be so cruel and ruthless?
However, after hearing these words, Zhao Yunduo instantly lost interest in the popsicle in his hand, and the same thing happened to Shen Linglan on the other side.
Connie knew quite a lot of gossip. Zhao Yunduo chatted with him for a while and learned about the complicated relationships in the P City base. After Sun Jiahu died, his relatives secretly began to target the base commander and used many shady tricks.
He also learned that the situation inside the B City Base seemed to be getting more and more chaotic. Connie didn't know what had happened, but his informants told him that the B City Base was now completely divided into two factions and a war could break out at any time.
If it wasn't so cold and hard to walk, Connie would have wanted to go up and be a shit stirrer -
As he was thinking this, he was suddenly so shocked by Zhao Yunduo's words that he almost dropped the receiver.
"The spy you planted is well-informed. What about my L base? Who did you plant?"