Chapter 281 The Commander of Base No. 3 Dies



A majestic mountain range stretches in twists and turns.

Deep in the mountains, on a mountainside fault, a large building built against the mountain appeared.

A high protective net was erected in the open space in front of the building, and below the net was a cliff thousands of feet high.

Above their heads are vast snow-capped mountains covered with snow all year round.

A group of people pushed a base garbage truck as small as an ant out of the base gate.

The cold air outside the base made them all take a few steps back.

Large flakes of snow mixed with the air and hit them.

These people were shivering with cold, and their thin clothes were no match for the cold outside. At this moment, they heard a cold mechanical sound in their ears.

"Return to base in one minute."

Hearing the prompt from the base, the group moved forward again.

“Crack.”

The smallest of them fell.

A garbage truck almost overturned.

At the critical moment, a hand quickly grabbed him.

"Hold on."

The boy who was caught by the big hand looked at the man beside him, and nodded firmly with his big, thin, bright eyes, "Yes, Dad."

“Blah——”

Truckloads of garbage were dumped into the bottomless pit.

After throwing out the garbage, the people who came out to transport the garbage pushed the garbage trucks quickly and rushed back on time.

When the countdown reached 59 seconds, everyone returned despite the severe cold and heavy snow.

After coming back, everyone shook their legs and rubbed their hands quickly.

cold.

It's too cold.

"A-choo——"

A man sneezed.

But he quickly covered his mouth and nose and slapped himself twice to make himself look more mentally healthy.

Because, in Base No. 3, once you get sick, you will be eliminated and abandoned.

They were either sent upstairs to be experimental guinea pigs or thrown directly into the abyss.

They don't need unhealthy people in their base.

After delivering the daily garbage, the group returned the garbage truck to its designated location and began to clean.

In front of them was a deep patio.

The patio leads directly to the upper floors.

This is the garbage dump of Base No. 3.

A lot of garbage is thrown down from above every day.

This group of people's job is to collect garbage, transport garbage and clean up every day.

Work 19 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Enduring the stench and fatigue, I can't stop for a moment.

Because once we stop, the garbage bin will be full quickly.

Even in Base No. 3, these people are the lowest of the lowest.

Of course.

Sometimes they get a little lucky.

For example, you can pick up some leftovers from the meals of the top dignitaries among the garbage thrown away by the upper class.

Although in fact, the leftovers of the powerful would be picked up by their servants and eaten up.

But there will be something left.

If you are lucky, you can get half a chicken leg. If you are unlucky, you can just take some bones with a little bit of meat on them back, wash them and eat them.

There is no shame in this.

If someone only eats two meals a day for a long time, a bowl of porridge in the morning and a steamed bun in the evening, without a drop of oil, these things will seem like godsends to him!

Today they were very lucky.

Just after cleaning up the garbage dump, a large bag of things in a white plastic bag was thrown down from the highest doorway above my head.

When the object fell to the ground, it made a solid sound.

The little boy was the first to rush up and open it.

In an instant, he was stunned by what was inside.

"Dad! Look!"

The little boy shouted loudly to the people around him.

The man who was cleaning the wall heard the noise and came over.

When they walked in, they were all shocked by what was inside.

There are whole roast suckling pig, roast chicken, braised pork, ribs, shrimps...

These things have barely been touched!

Only the chicken legs and roast meat showed signs of having been eaten, with a few teeth marks on them.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the bag full of delicious food.

Is this true!

Such a waste of good food!

It was almost not moved, it was just thrown down!

After receiving the food, the group of people were stunned for a long time. Finally, everyone raised their heads to look at the endless darkness above their heads and quickly divided the bag of food.

"Everyone share a little."

"Let's go back and eat."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

At this moment, on the top floor of Base No. 3.

A large group of people gathered in an extremely luxurious room, and a man lying on the bed was vomiting loudly.

I just ate a few bites of food, and I have acid in my stomach and bad blood in my belly.

He kept gulping as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs.

Seeing the blood spurting out of his nose, he glared and stretched his legs.

Finally I stopped vomiting.

"Base Commander?"

"Base Commander."

"Ah! The base commander is dead!"

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"The commander of Base 3 is dead."

It was already noon when Han Qingxia learned this big news.

The last time she went to the auction at Base No. 2, the base commander who spent a lot of money on suppressants and ended up using it on himself had to endure it for half a month.

Dead!

Han Qingxia has been asking about him.

I was just wondering why there hasn't been any zombie outbreak at Base No. 3 when I heard this sad news!

"Died instantly? Didn't turn into a zombie?"

"He died instantly. Didn't he use inhibitors? He wouldn't turn into a zombie, would he?" Lu Qi Yan said honestly.

After Han Qingxia came back, they all knew about her wonderful trip.

They could never have imagined that Han Qingxia would encounter such a dangerous thing when she went to the auction at Base No. 2, which was an absolutely safe place.

Afterwards, everyone couldn't help but feel scared.

Fortunately, it was Han Qingxia who went, and she brought a large group of amazing dogs with her.

If this happened to someone else, something bad would definitely happen!

The commander of Base No. 3 was also infected, and Ning Mo was the only one who returned.

There was nothing wrong with the whole process except Han Qingxia.

Lu Qi Yan knew she was very powerful, but he was still worried.

If something happens to her, what will happen to him, no, what will happen to their entire alliance!

He asked after hearing what Han Qingxia said.

He remembered that the commander of Base No. 3 used the super expensive suppressant himself.

"That's some damn inhibitor." Han Qingxia slapped Lu Qiyan on the shoulder. "Are those idiots capable of developing an antidote for the zombie virus? They don't deserve it!"

Lu Qiyan: "...Then who is the match?"

"Of course it can only be us who are unparalleled in wisdom, courage and incomparable!" Han Qingxia said confidently.

Lu Qiyan: "......"

However, he was still impressed by Han Qingxia's confidence.

It's as if she had really figured it out.

Han Qingxia is worthy of being Han Qingxia!

"Their medicine is just a crappy one that delays the transformation of zombies. It's useless. How come they died immediately?" Han Qingxia turned in circles. "It would be better if they turned into zombies."


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