The farthest distance in this world is not the world apart, but I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I will kill you.

Such is the distance between mutated creatures and survivors.

Ye Feng withdrew his single Tang knife and turned to leave, and behind him, an ordinary infected person leaned back and slowly fell.

On the way back to Aoki Ward, there were no incidents.

In fact, judging from the current data of mutant creatures in "Apocalypse", the threat of mutant creatures to players has become lower and lower, but it is limited to these six days. Six days later, the awakened mutated creatures descend on the battlefield, and the most dangerous moment will come.

On a street five kilometers away from the shelter in Aoki Ward.

The three players with a combat power of around 15 points were being scolded by their captain Battle Xuanyuan, and next to the four players, there were two corpses of ordinary infected people.

"Why can you solve the matter in a second, you actually took a whole minute, this is just two ordinary infected people, which can be called the lowest mutant creature in this world."

"When the mother zombie kills a human, you have not seen it, it will never give you extra time to escape, and often the next second you are glued, you will be brutally killed. And I, now ask you, like a mother zombie, to find the target, immediately pounce on me, and end the battle in the shortest time, whether you bite with your teeth or strangled with your pants, just the fastest. ”

"This is the survival belief of the combat family, and the reason why everyone in the combat family is very high is because we always remember in our hearts that we are a group of fighting maniacs, and the battle of madmen is only fast and crazy."

Battle Xuanyuan's scolding made the three players nod frequently, but just as he was about to say the next sentence, Ye Feng and the people from the Sanhe District shelter gradually appeared on the street not far away.

The movement of the team naturally attracted the attention of Battle Xuanyuan.

Not far away, Ye Feng, wearing a black camouflage combat suit, walked at the front of the team, and behind him was a group of survivor players with yellow faces and thin muscles. At this time, on the faces of these survivor players, Battle Regulus saw faces full of joy.

"It's back!" The scene of Blood Mist returning with a group of survivor players immediately made Battle Xuanyuan feel overjoyed, and the more players he saw alive, the stronger his belief in his heart that he could live.

But when Battle Regulus saw the black objects hanging diagonally on the survivor player's body, his clear eyes instantly glowed.

"That's the AWP heavy sniper rifle, tsk, it is said that the effective range is 600 meters away, lethal to the enemy's weak parts, and directly disabled to non-weak parts, hey, how can there be a Czech Type 5 light machine gun, with an ammunition output of 80 rounds per minute, it is the best choice for strafing group corpses."

"Your uncle, that bike can't be hanging on, mountain cannon." Battle Xuanyuan was really dazzled, the news that Ye Feng brought back the players in the shelter in the mountains and rivers, he knew, but he didn't know that Ye Feng brought back weapons and equipment at the same time, and it was a lot of weapons and equipment.

Battle Xuanyuan touched the standard pistol on his waist with only three bullets left, and he realized that fate had passed him by. At the beginning, he had been to the Sanhe District Shelter, but after seeing the fat lord, his intuition kept him away from the Sanhe District Shelter.

Regret the beginning!

And the other survivor players in the shelter in Aoki District have almost the same inner thoughts as Battle Regulus. The players who were brought back alive in another shelter made them feel relieved in their hearts, as for the large number of standard equipment and weapons brought back by Ye Feng, it made them itch their eyes, that was the root of survival, for a second, they wanted to run in front of Ye Feng and ask for the distribution of standard weapons immediately!

Of course, the most pleasing thing in the Aoki District Shelter is the data flow genius with a brain with super data analysis ability, and after the fat man saw these weapons and equipment, the thief's bright eyes immediately reflected a terrifying gaze that made the players present.

Sure enough, the fat man asked Ye Feng to collect all the weapons and temporarily return them to the shelter for safekeeping.

Ye Feng knew the intention of the data flow genius, so he didn't ask anything, but just made a solemn promise to the players present whose faces became a little uneasy: "These weapons, tomorrow morning, will appear in your hands, now, each of you, please write down the name of the weapon you asked for, give it to Jiang Chuan, and he will arrange it uniformly." ”

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the hearts of the players present calmed down a little, and they were handed over to the shelter first, and they were evenly distributed, it seemed that this was the most reasonable way to deal with this batch of weapons.

Night gradually fell over the shelter in Aoki District, and the survivor players who had been tired for a day fell asleep separately under Ye Feng's arrangement.

This night was the most down-to-earth night for the survivor players of the Sanctuary in the Mountains and Rivers District, and they didn't have to worry about waking up hungry from their slumber.

When Ye Feng dealt with the accommodation of players and NPCs, it was already late at night.

The Aoki Ward Shelter is a Level 2 Shelter that can accommodate 150 NPCs and 200 Survivor players.

Previously, the Aoki District Shelter had 68 NPCs and 90 players (including Ye Feng and Bai Ling'er), plus the 46 NPCs and 65 players brought from the Sanhe District Shelter, the number of survivor players has increased to 155 and 102 NPCs in the Aoki District Shelter.

Looking at the shelter in Aoki District, where the population was about to reach the upper limit, for no reason, Ye Feng felt a sense of steadiness in his heart.

The population is getting more and more, which means that the overall combat effectiveness of Aoki District is getting stronger and stronger, and the crusade against the Sanjiang District Shelter gives Ye Feng another 20% chance of winning in his heart.

But the problems that followed were one after another.

Ye Feng had to work with the data flow genius, plan the night, and make careful calculations.

First of all, there is the problem of food, more than 350 people, according to each person's daily food 1KG and 0. 5KG OF FRESH WATER CONSUMPTION, THAT IS, THE DAILY CONSUMPTION OF FOOD IN AOKI AREA IS 350KG AND 180KG OF FRESH WATER, AOKI AREA HAS DEEP UNDERGROUND WELLS, AND FRESH WATER RESOURCES ARE TEMPORARILY SCARCE.

It's just a food issue, imminent.

In the shelter's warehouse, the weight of the various food items added up to about three tons is calculated based on the consumption of one meal per meal in three days, and after nine days, the food is declared exhausted.

If there is no food, the shelter in Aoki will be scattered.

However, the data flow genius doesn't seem to take the issue of food to heart, and he focuses on the distribution of weapons duties among the shelter personnel.

The NPCs are planned by the fat man into three divisions, the armed NPC department, which consists of ten shelter guard NPCs and fifty reserve NPCs.

The ten NPCs on guard in the shelter are equipped with eight standard rifles, two standard sniper rifles, and eight NPCs equipped with standard rifles are divided into two teams, one team is responsible for guarding the shelter, and the other team patrols around the shelter, which is exchanged once every two days; NPCs equipped with standard sniper rifles, placed in the two highest positions of the shelter, exist as strategic snipers-

Ye Feng looked at the data sorting arrangements densely written on the data flow genius A4 paper, and he suddenly felt a big head.

In his career as a special forces, it seems that only fighting is left, in addition to killing people and saving people, Ye Feng is actually a man who doesn't even bother to take care of himself, let alone take care of other people.

Most of the time, Ye Feng cares about some things on the battlefield, such as the battlefield weather, air humidity, wind intensity, target habits, etc., and occasionally tactical personnel allocation, it is just one or two people strategic point arrangement, where like now, hundreds of people are placed in front of him.

So, late that night, Ye Feng and the data flow genius reached an agreement, Ye Feng was only responsible for all the problems of the combatants and the fat man's united front shelter.

The agreement was facilitated, Ye Feng lay on the sofa and slept quietly.

The data flow genius is still on the coffee table in front of the sofa, lighting candles, carefully planning all the data in the shelter.

Population data, food data, population duty data, defense data, weapons data! ――

As soon as Ye Feng woke up, he saw the data flow genius lying on the table sleeping soundly at first glance, he glanced at the fat man with a touch in his heart, and just wanted to get up, but found that his body was covered with A4 paper.

Suddenly, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, in the end, he still didn't escape the clutches of data.

After carefully browsing the contents of the first A4 paper, Ye Feng exhaled with relief and smiled.

On the first page of the A4 paper, there was a very comforting sentence: you just need to post these arrangements on the bulletin board of the shelter, and you will see what you want.

"What do I want?" Ye Feng couldn't help but ask himself, then got up, took a stack of A4 papers, and walked downstairs.