The warmth of spring drove away the remaining cold, but brought an annoying spring breeze, Meng Qingqiang drove a wild beast galloping in the wilderness, and the road conditions were extremely poor, so his speed was not fast, but the wind pressure on his face still pressed the goggles on his face, and the end of the scarf covering his mouth and nose was also flying behind his head.

Meng Qingqiang didn't know where his wife and children were, but that video call, coupled with the explosion of instinctive mental power, made him unexpectedly feel the approximate direction, but let alone where the specific location was, he didn't even have a clue how to sense the direction, but he believed that his feelings, it was definitely not an illusion.

Now that he has a direction, he has been preparing to go on the road for a long time, so there is nothing hesitating about, he is not worried about the clan at all, even if there is really any problem, he will not care, not to mention Qin Yu who stays, Hei Ying is like his own doppelganger. No one can take their place.

As for the plan after departure, he also has a general plan.

The first thing to do is to find other survivors, through their own supplies, while inquiring about the news of the Academia Sinica, and then find a few more sub-bases, arrest a few personnel directly under the Academia Sinica, ask the location of the Academia Sinica, and the rest will be solved. But soon he realized that his thinking was a little simpler.

It's been three days of stop-and-go, to say the least, it's eight or nine hundred kilometers, but there is still no shadow of a survivor, let alone a sub-base, seeing that it's getting late, and the low fuel level reminder also appears in the upper right corner of the on-board computer, Meng Qingqiang looked at the map, turned around, and drove to the nearest gas station.

Before he arrived at the gas station, Meng Qingqiang, who was far away, smelled the smell of human beings, and there were ruts on the road.

This is a gas station located on the side of the highway, under the huge canopy, there are six fuel dispensers, behind is a small supermarket with cashier, and the door of the supermarket is parking a pickup truck at this time, two groups of people on both sides of the car are facing each other with guns, a group of people is relatively small, a man and two women, they are at the door of the supermarket, relying on the block of the body at the door of the supermarket, two long and one short muzzle, facing a dozen people outside, these dozen people are men and women, old and young, weapons are also varied, in addition to the common explosion-proof, charge, There was also a person holding a steel fork, one of the old men stood in front of the person, I saw that he was tall, with long black and white hair tied into a ponytail and left behind his head, and the sleeves rolled up to reveal two muscular forearms, the old man held a pistol in his hand, but did not raise it, and was shouting to several people in the room.

At this moment, a huge roar reached everyone's ears, and from a distance, only a huge cloud of sand and dust was raised, and soon in the stunned eyes of everyone, a locomotive with an amazing shape approached quickly.

Glancing at the confrontational crowd, Meng Qingqiang didn't speak, he stopped the deafening beast, took off his goggles, pulled down his scarf, and got out of the car.

The giant-like body, the hideous face, and the shocking beast locomotive all made the two sides facing each other instantly speechless.

Without taking another look at these people, Meng Qingqiang looked around, and walked to the basement oil inlet hidden in a meadow, the surrounding area should have been a lawn before, but now the wild grass has grown over the ankles, and if you don't look carefully, you really can't find this oil port, Meng Qingqiang picked up the wild grass and found that the oil port had been reinforced, and a huge lock locked it firmly, but for him, there was no difference between locking and not locking, under the gaze of everyone, he stretched out his big hand, as if opening a window, effortlessly, butThe sound of "whew" crashed far away from the lock beam, but it told them that the people in front of them were terrible.

Meng Qingqiang lowered his head, looked inside by the light, then nodded, turned around and pushed the beast over, opened the fuel tank, and took out a long tube from the trunk and connected it to it.

At this time, the crowd who had been quiet all the time had realized what he was going to do, and in the larger crowd, someone shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?" This is our oil, you can't smoke it! ”

"I guessed that someone would come forward and say that they were the owners of the oil"

Meng Qingqiang turned his head and said with a smile, "There is a lot of oil here, I am a passerby, this world is not easy, can you discuss it with me?" ”

To the surprise of these people, Meng Qingqiang, who appeared in a very fashionable manner, spoke unexpectedly politely, this contrast made the speaker stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to feel that he was nothing more than that, the person who spoke just now picked up the voice and said: "You say it's divided, tell you that you can't take away a drop of oil here, if you really want oil, leave your car!" His words drew a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Meng Qingqiang was also laughing, but there was no warmth in his laughter.

"What you said is quite good, it is the normal way of the Taoist people in this world, then I will not be polite to you" After speaking, he slowly walked towards this group of people, the old man who had been watching coldly beside him, turned sideways at this time, waved his hand slightly to the person behind him, and said: "This brother, don't take it seriously, they are joking with you, the oil is fine, but you also saw it, we are still a little troublesome, you wait a while, wait for us to deal with it, let's go to my place to sit down, everything is easy to discuss." The old man wiped his hair and said.

"Don't listen to them, these people are not good things, they are not good places, they can enter but not leave, this big brother, don't listen to him, if you go to their village, they won't let you go." At this time, the young man at the door of the supermarket shouted at Meng Qingqiang.

"Oh? Is it. After listening to the man's words, Meng Qingqiang didn't react much, just stopped.

"Everyone, I have a question, may I ask any of you who have heard of the Central Academy of Strategic Studies?" He suddenly asked a question that was irrelevant at this time, which made people on both sides stunned, and the old man on the side, touching his smooth forehead, thought about it,

"Walking more than 100 kilometers east from here, there seems to be some kind of research institute next to the railway line, and after the disaster, someone came to us and bought some daily necessities, you can go there to see."

"Thank you, uncle, then I won't bother, you guys are busy first, I'll get some oil and leave immediately." After saying that, he turned around and directly began to refuel the beast.

Several men saw that Meng Qingqiang began to pump oil without any scruples, and they were about to scold when they raised their guns, but a deep voice sounded: "Let him add, don't do much, this person is not ordinary, the most important thing now is to bring my daughter-in-law back, my son is still waiting at home, and these two nosy people must also be caught back, and the bait for the next time has not been gathered" The old man looked at Meng Qingqiang, who was busy with his life, and thought to himself: Boy, if you really go to that research institute, even if you are unlucky.

Meng Qingqiang, who had finished refueling, suddenly walked away with a roar and raised sand like a sudden arrival, completely ignoring the shouts of the young three.

Soon there was a burst of gunfire behind him, but none of this had anything to do with him. He turned up the map, found the railroad that the old man had mentioned, and followed the road.

The sky is getting darker and darker, but from a distance he still saw the tall wall like the N5 base, but it was sprayed with S4 two big characters, it seems that he has finally found a place, Meng Qingqiang gradually slowed down, a train appeared in front of him, the huge front of the car can be seen to be a little old, Meng Qingqiang estimated that the car should be coal-burning, there are only two closed cars hanging behind the front of the car, and the rest are flat cars, at this time the train is quietly parked on the tracks, which is not in front of the village and behind the shop, Such an old-fashioned train stopped here, how can it be strange to look at it, but he didn't add it up, it didn't stop for a flash, and after driving a little further, Meng Qingqiang understood the purpose of the train.

The closer you get to the wall, the more many military armored vehicles, the wreckage of military off-road vehicles appears, and even a tank is parked under the wall. This made Meng Qingqiang have a very bad premonition, these military combat vehicles were obviously heading in the direction of the base, and then they were destroyed on the road. As far as the eye could see, there was a dead silence without any corpses, which reminded Meng Qingqiang of the N5 base.

Meng Qingqiang parked the beast at a corner of the wall, then picked up the short one of the two big swords designed by Feng Rui from the car, tied the huge pistol to his leg, and walked towards the base in the dark.

The moon had climbed up the treetops, the silvery base was basically in ruins, the smell of mutants was everywhere, and there were a few low chirps of night owls in the silent night sky, which made people feel creepy. But Meng Qingqiang was carrying a short sword, and he walked in Xinting, as if he was walking in his own backyard

Obviously, the train was there to transport the troops, but the end result was clear, and the base was not what humans said it would be. Meng Qingqiang did not stop or turn back. The reason is that his sensitive sense of smell tells him that in addition to those monsters, there should be humans in the base, because the smell of living people extends all the way forward, which makes Meng Qingqiang a little concerned.

Inside the wall, dark shadows began to flash around the corners, but none of the monsters dared to approach him.

Unlike the N5 base, the area here is much smaller, and after some exploration, he found that most of the original facilities were built underground, and he went down the stairs to enter the underground, to his surprise, the power inside was not completely paralyzed, and there was not a low roar in the dark corridor, and the flickering lights made this place even more gloomy.

Along the way, there were messy rooms everywhere, and the walls and floors were covered with all kinds of stains, craters, and even traces of explosions, which were detonated underground, and you can see how fierce and desperate the resistance was. The mutant he encountered was fast, he didn't chase it, and he tried a new sword for the slow one, not to mention, Feng Xiong's family is all geniuses, if you put the peaceful era just ordinary people, but when you come to the end of the world, you have exerted an unimaginable talent, and the short sword designed by the small medicine jar is very handy, and even makes Meng Qingqiang a little unable to stop.

With the taste, he came to the second floor of the underground, and finally the two "fast" took the initiative to block in front of him, these two monsters roared in a low voice, as if they were the masters who drove away the evil guests, and Meng Qingqiang, who was alone in the dim corridor, suddenly thought of a long time ago, well, in fact, it was not long before a scene, the same dim light, the same monster in front of him, thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the foot, the whole stone floor, and it seemed that it was not possible to find a piece and turn his head.

The process is simple, and although it is fast, there is no room for them in the hallway. A heavy, sharp short sword slashed through the air and slashed at the ugly body. Behind the monster is the end of the hallway, where an open door is hidden and a sign hangs in the doorway that reads: Multimedia Center.

A large conference room, and at this time, two more galloping crawled over his head, blocking the door, Meng Qingqiang lost his patience a little, only to see his legs exert force, with a speed that is not lost to the speed, came to the front of the two roadblockers, the big sword in his hand disappeared, and then two hideous heads, eyes fell to the ground with fear, dark green blood splashed on the wall, forming a twisted painting, lost the body of the head, and was able to crawl forward a few steps quickly, and then fell to the ground, The four claws were still scratching around.

Meng Qingqiang came to the two heads, split them with his sword, and took out a metal container from his arms, and then put the two pieces of Ying in his brain, plus the two contributions just now, he had at least four pieces of Ying in the account this time.

Meng Qingqiang, who got up, stepped over the corpse and kicked open the door of the conference room, although he had expected it, but the scene that appeared in front of him still shocked him, and the hand bones holding the big sword couldn't help but make a few clenching sounds.