Chapter 405: The End of the Year

At the end of December, the weather is getting colder and colder, even if the sun is shining, there is no trace of warmth, such a day really makes the people in the last days too difficult and hard.

The survivors of the Wanda stronghold have broken away from the ranks of these poor people, and most of them have put on warm winter clothes and nested in the stronghold as much as possible under the free electricity, wanting to survive this cold winter.

Tomorrow is the new year, but most people are a little late-sighted.

Without mobile phones and watches, these tools for recording time and days, most people are just busy and busy just to survive every day.

It can be seen that the Wanda stronghold has not changed much during this time, most of the survivors are gathered in the north and west, and you can see people entering and exiting the gate from time to time, and then walking through the iron gate of the fence and heading out of the stronghold.

These are the people who went to the last days in search of supplies, gold, and opportunities, after all, they could not survive this winter without supplies and food.

There are also people who have already bought a lot of food and supplies from the trading point, and in this cold winter, they don't want to go out, they don't want to risk fighting monsters, and the hard work of the wind and rain, they choose to huddle in their own houses, blow free air conditioners, eat their own food, and sleep lazily, like hibernation.

However, after all, such people are in the minority, and most of the people, although they are also one person who feeds the whole family and is not hungry, but they also have to work hard for the future and for their own strength, after all, the current people are already clear that in the last days, there is nothing to rely on, only oneself is the truth.

In the lively West Gate, on both sides of the passage, several original clothing stores have been opened, and the inside is crowded with simple tables and chairs, and in the early morning, many people gather here to eat steaming flatbread fritters and soy milk.

You can see the West Gate, these shops, all of which are open, running a business similar to the breakfast shop before the end of the world.

Soy milk fritters, flatbread meat buns, as well as Ningcheng beef noodles, and pancake fruits.

There are not many shops, you can see the lively scene inside, the owners of each shop, most of them are busy, there is a middle-aged person with one person, there are also two young couples, and there are also their own brothers, most of these people are ordinary people who have not joined the gang and do not want to fight and kill, they can only rely on their own craftsmanship to survive in the last days.

However, it is obvious that this kind of craftsmanship is enough for them to live, and looking at the business, it seems to be very good.

In the open shop, people shout at the boss from time to time, ordering the food they need, and people flow in and out, it seems that many people like to eat their breakfast in such a shop.

You can see that there are people who have finished eating, and they take out the gold that has been circulated at the airport base, and the gold of a few grams is very small, but it is still possible to buy items at the trading point, so that the circulation of currency gold in the base is very smooth.

Some people pay a small amount of gold, and some people barter, and the atmosphere of the morning in the last days is lively and leisurely, and there is a breath of new life.

In Wanda's marble-covered passage, the members of the third team, who were fully equipped, walked through in an orderly manner, scanned the shops and crowds on the side of the road, and then walked towards the west gate.

The people who were eating their breakfasts just glanced at them casually, and they didn't look too much, after all, in the past month, everyone has been familiar with the situation in the stronghold, these warriors who belong to the trading point, if you don't provoke them, they won't come to deal with you, but the survivors respect these warriors very much, after all, all the security in the stronghold depends on them to maintain.

The scene inside the West Gate is almost similar at the North Gate, and on the second floor of the North Gate of the West Gate, the strongholds of several gangs are mostly located on the side of the trading point and the gate with the most people, so that it is much more convenient to absorb survivors in the future and go out hunting.

"Click"

The metal railing of the west gate was instantly retracted, which was the sound of someone walking through the gate.

However, the noisy door made many of the survivors who were eating breakfast by the west gate look over as if they were in a lively manner.

I saw a group of people, supporting each other, scanning the detector on the side with the ID card in their hands, and then after the railing was retracted, they walked in slowly.

I can see that these dozen people are all scarred, and several of them are seriously injured, and I can see that their hands and feet are broken, and they are being supported or carried by their companions, and the wounds and bodies are covered with bandages, and they can be seen to have been simply bandaged and treated.

Everyone had angry and hideous expressions on their faces, but they were still able to scan their ID cards under the watchful eye of the soldiers at the Gate Trading Point before they could enter the stronghold.

These dozen people, although walking very slowly, did not turn through the passage of the west gate for a while, entered the hall square inside the stronghold, and then turned the corner and walked towards the north gate.

People who saw this scene, although they had more or less adapted to it within a month, were still a little curious and afraid.

They all know that it is impossible for those who go out to pioneer and look for supplies to go smoothly every time, and it is common for them to be injured and fail, or even die.

This month, since the opening of the trading point, there have been many people, from going out energetically, to coming back scarred, or tired and dirty, whether it is an individual, or a team, or a gang, such a scene, the survivors in the stronghold have seen it, these old, weak, sick and disabled, women and children who can't go out have gradually become accustomed to it.

It's just that this time, more than a dozen people saw the seriously injured team at a glance, which was somewhat unexpected to them.

A man who was grabbing a flatbread and eating it was eating it opened his mouth and said to his companion next to him: "This seems to be someone from the Iron Head Gang, I know a few people just now!" ”

"Well, I think it looks like they've gone to the North Gate, and the strongholds of the Iron Head Gang and the militia are there!"

The man continued to eat the flatbread, occasionally drinking the gruel in front of him with a spoon, but the words in his mouth did not stop.

"In other words, in the past few days, some people have not been peaceful, and there are usually injured people, but in the past few days, many people have returned injured like this one after another every day, and this time more than a dozen injuries came in at once, and it seems that something has happened!"

The companion opposite him was also drinking porridge, but the corner of his mouth smiled, approached the man, and said in a low voice: "You don't know, I heard that the Iron Head Gang and the Ye Family Army also have the Muyu Martial Arts Pavilion, these gangs have started a war because of the territory, and several people have died, not to mention injured!" There are also a few lone rangers in the stronghold, who have also been bribed with a lot of money, and have also joined this struggle, this good show will not end like this! ”

"Unless the trading point makes a move!"

The man took a sip of porridge and then added another sentence, apparently he also knew the key to this matter.

Although the two of them whispered, the words were still heard by those who cared about it, and such a thing seemed to be a secret in the stronghold, and in the breakfast shop, many people were discussing it enthusiastically, and everyone was talking to each other for a while.

"Zizi"

The broadcast inside the Wanda stronghold, suddenly there was a commotion, and everyone raised their heads, obviously they knew that this was the trading point to broadcast some important things, after all, the broadcast would not be turned on on the side.

"Good morning everyone, at one o'clock in the afternoon, in the north area of the underground garage of the stronghold, there will be a small comparison of the end of the month of the trading point warriors, if you are interested, you can go to observe, looking forward to everyone's coming!"

A familiar male voice came from the radio, the voice was not heavy, but his voice was instantly resounded in the stronghold.