Since the regulations were changed at the B City base, the area around the base's exchange hall has been very lively, with the exchange rush continuing for six days.
By this time, the other roads in the base had become somewhat deserted. 950,000 people had chosen to leave the base and return to the city to make a living. They believed that as long as they could withstand the severe cold and the attacks of the mutated beasts, they could live well in the city, just like before the apocalypse.
When the appointed time arrived, Ye Lin led five hundred soldiers to set off.
Ye Lin and his team drove 40 military trucks with maximum load capacity. These trucks had been modified to the extreme by the people in the base's research lab, increasing the load capacity of each truck to about 150 tons (military trucks, by the way, now the load capacity of military trucks has exceeded 100 tons, and some can even carry 200 tons).
The roof and interior of the vehicle were also loaded with a large amount of weaponry, making it look like a battlefield.
Their goal was very high, and almost everyone in the base saw them.
Those exchanging supplies at the exchange point were wondering what all those military trucks were going to do when they saw so many leaving the B City base.
Some extremely shrewd survivors secretly left the group, thinking that it wouldn't matter if they left the B City base and waited a few more days. It was only 15 points, and they would gamble with 15 points. If things turned out as they thought, then staying at the B City base would be the best option.
Ye Lin and Jiang Yue sat in the same car. Jiang Yue drove while glancing at the still long queue of people exchanging items outside, feeling deeply moved.
"Some people are not acting out of their own volition; they simply lack their own opinions."
"Seeing so many people exchange supplies and leave, they will naturally wonder if the base will run out of supplies after so many have been exchanged. Will they still be able to live in the base? After thinking about it, they will follow the people in front and line up to exchange supplies."
Jiang Yue, who was in the same car, understood the situation very well, but he didn't sympathize with those who were easily swayed by the wind.
"It's all my own choice, and even if I regret it later, no one will sympathize with me."
Ye Lin glanced at it only once before looking away and continuing to wipe the ore longsword in his hand.
Jiang Yue sighed softly. Ever since he learned that his sister-in-law and Yueyue had died in F City, the regimental commander had changed somewhat. However, this was only human nature, and anyone else would find it difficult to let go of such feelings.
A group of more than 500 people left the base in trucks and headed towards the municipal building in the southern suburbs.
At eight o'clock, they arrived at their destination, where Lin Ruo was already waiting.
She lay on Afu's broad back, enveloped in his thick fur, and wasn't cold. A-Shou carried several large hiking backpacks and two large steel basins on his back.
Hearing the approaching convoy, Lin Ruo sat up and waved when she saw it was them.
Upon seeing the iconic five-meter-long behemoth, Ye Lin picked up the walkie-talkie in the car and shouted, "Stop the car ahead, mutated beast!"
The entire convoy slowly came to a stop in front of Afu and Ashou. Ye Lin jumped out of the car and walked towards Lin Ruo.
Lin Ruo jumped off Afu's back, walked a few steps to Ye Lin, and asked, "Which car is mine?"
Ye Lin was already somewhat used to Lin Ruo's directness. He turned around and pointed to the last vehicle, "This is a military truck. If you can't drive it, I'll give it to you..."
“No need,” Lin Ruo said, and walked straight to the last truck. The truck was all military green, 17.5 meters long, 4 meters wide, and about 5 meters high. The rear of the truck was covered with a thick military green canvas to protect it from the wind. Afu and Ashou were quite comfortable inside.
There was also a single bed in the driver's cab for the replacement driver to sleep on. Lin Ruo stood outside the vehicle and patted the hood with satisfaction. She had been living and eating in this vehicle for the past few days.
She walked to the driver's side, knocked on the door, and the driver inside looked up at Ye Lin. Ye Lin waved to him, telling him to get out. Only then did the soldier gather his things, get out of the vehicle, and walk towards the vehicle in front.
Lin Ruo got into the car quickly. She checked the fuel tank, which was full. There was also a walkie-talkie in the car. She nodded in satisfaction and waved to Afu and Ashou outside. Afu and Ashou then ran over to the car, jumped up into the back, and found a comfortable spot to lie down.
Lin Ruo skillfully shifted gears and stepped on the gas, pulling the car up beside Ye Lin. She rolled down the window and said to Ye Lin, who was still standing below, "We can go now."
Ye Lin also saw Lin Ruo drive over earlier and confirmed that her driving skills were fine, so he naturally wouldn't interfere any further. After all, she had the absolute right to make her own decisions when they made those arrangements.
He walked to his car, nimbly jumped in, and then picked up the walkie-talkie to command, "Let's go!"
Lin Ruo drove at the back of the convoy, following the cars in front at a distance that wasn't too close. The car at the front was the one leading the way. Although she had studied the route, she wasn't as professional as the soldiers, so she listened to them when it came to the route.
Because the convoy had so many vehicles and made such a racket, it attracted many mutated animals even before leaving the outskirts of City B. Among them were some large mutated animals, such as mutated wild boars, mutated antelopes, and mutated wild horses.
Ye Lin saw the mutated beasts chasing after him in the rearview mirror. Large mutated beasts made up half of them. His expression was solemn. These mutated beasts needed to be dealt with quickly. Machine guns were not enough. He habitually shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Mortars, prepare."
On the roof of the modified truck, soldiers crawled out and set up mortars.
Each mortarman held a shell, their eyes fixed on the approaching horde of mutated beasts in the distance, all on high alert.
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