The hot summer has lasted for a long time, and the last time it rained seemed to be nearly half a month, and the hot weather in summer made people love and hate.

A group of people, on this still hot morning, walked through the barren grass and rice paddies on the edge of the airport, and marched towards the airport.

Men and women are in the mix, with dirty clothes and a somewhat awkward look, as is the case with the survivors of the last days.

Ye Xiaotian helped his girlfriend and looked at the team behind him, although it was messy and embarrassed, but his spirit was not bad, and the rest of the night made the members of the team replenish a lot of energy.

Not to mention, I had a good dinner yesterday, which can be said to be all the left, so that everyone finally had a good meal in the last days.

For the survivors of the end times, eating all their own food would not do such a stupid thing, unless they had to, but Ye Xiaotian had his own consideration.

Some time ago, I met that strange man, and heard about the existence of the airport trading point from his mouth, for this trading point, the people in his team, some believed and dismissed, but they all remained suspicious, although the man had a conflict with the people in Nanyang Seiko, he also exchanged the guns on his body, and then killed their leader.

But Ye Xiaotian has his own thoughts, and he still doesn't believe that the trading point is like a whimsical existence for the end times.

But in the days that followed, as they searched for food and supplies in the post-apocalyptic world in Houcang Village and surrounding villages, they encountered some humans who were somewhat surprising and strange to them.

He was surprised that these people had very complete tools and survival equipment in the last days, and his team had more or less intersections with these people because of the search for supplies, and he saw that these people had all kinds of perfect tools, small gas tanks and gas stoves for cooking, and the team was looking for them separately, there were walkie-talkies, and professional electronic watches for time, not to mention that they actually carried sleeping bags, as well as all kinds of perfect backup supplies, and contacted them as if they were not short of food.

He was amazed that he was eating junk food such as snacks, biscuits, bread, etc., while they were cooking noodles and rice with gas, stir-frying side dishes that made them greedy, and most exaggeratedly, there were still a lot of vacuum-packed fresh meats.

The brothers in the group were all blushing and ready to scramble, but seeing their neatly armed knives and shields and spears that people didn't know where to get them, his brother had no intention of snatching them.

And he also saw that the leading few people were wearing a kind of chain mail that could only be seen on TV, which made his three views a little subversive.

But what made him even more strange was that these people were not very enthusiastic about finding food and supplies, but listened to their conversation in search of valuables such as gold and diamonds, as well as the monster of the anthropomorphic beast in the mouth of the strange man, which made the man suddenly think of the trading point in the man's mouth.

Under the conversation between him and these people, they all told that the airport trading point existed, and that their equipment, food, and various tools were exchanged from there, which made his mentality, which made his mentality, which he didn't believe in in an instant.

The fact that this trading point existed, as the man said, was real, which made him very curious, and he couldn't wait to go to the airport to see it.

However, in the next few days, when he and his brothers began to look for gold and diamonds that could be traded at the airport trading point, he suddenly found that there were many more survivors in the surrounding villages, in groups of three or five, most of them had walkie-talkies, and then only looked for gold and diamonds.

In the communication with himself, he wanted to exchange some gold with himself that he found, if it was him before, he would not hesitate to exchange it, but now he has believed in the trading point, he wants to keep the gold that he has found so hard, go to the trading point to see what he can exchange.

So, last night and this morning, he and his brothers ate all the food they had scarce, replenished their strength, and headed for the airport, which was already not far away.

He was going to see what kind of place this place was in the mouths of these survivors, like a holy place.

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Leshe Airport, less quiet and weird after the end of the world, at this time, a little empty airport main gate, the parking lot that should have been crowded, some scattered survivors, fully armed in twos and threes, marched towards the airport.

And what set them off was the zombies that should have been crowded at the gate of the airport, and at this time they all turned into broken corpses, piled up on the ground, everywhere.

However, the people who have survived in the last days for nearly 2 months are no longer accustomed to zombies, which are not as disgusting as before, although they are still disgusted, but now they are a little numb and ignorant of such corpses.

There were quite a few survivors entering the airport, but most of them were small groups, ranging from three to five people, and there were also one or two solo combaters, and so on.

But from the weapons and equipment on the body, it can be clearly seen that although it is very messy, it is very rich and sophisticated, some people have a machete in their hands and a long knife behind their backs, while some people hold two knives in both hands and a shield and a backpack behind their backs.

There are also axes, hammers, spears, machetes, bows, arrows, crossbows, and so on.

Leaning on each other to talk or discuss, they are eager to try, as if they are all starting today's trip in order to enter the airport.

Relying on the logistics express and customs area next to the airport, the airport hotel is still quietly located here, next to the office buildings and the wide parking lot at the entrance, it is still an old look.

However, unlike in the past, although the wide parking lot is still full of all kinds of dilapidated and dusty vehicles, a large number of survivors are gathered on it, each doing something scattered.

Someone was sitting on the roof of a sedan with some food and water spread out in front of him, smoking a cigarette and shouting at the crowd walking in front of him.

"Compressed biscuits, mineral water, and most importantly, cigarettes and alcohol, which can be exchanged for weapons and various equipment, as well as gold and diamonds, come and have a look if you need it!"

The man sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, all kinds of materials in front of him were spread out and displayed, although he looked at the crowd left and right, but the whole person was also on guard against his survivors, in the last days, many people may fight for their lives because of these foods.

However, it seems that this is not the first time that the man has set up a stall here, and many passers-by have stopped to take a look and then greet him.

There are many such people, there are several people in one person, and there are also groups of people who are gathered together, all of whom are selling their things and various equipment on their bodies or in front of them, and want to barter or exchange things for gold and diamonds.

The parking lot is separated by a passage, and there are at least hundreds of parked vehicles on both sides, although some have been destroyed by Jiang Shan's battle, but there are still a lot of vehicles left.

Someone opened the door of a car, got out of it, stretched his waist, seemed to have just gotten up, probed into the car and took out a bottle of mineral water, and rinsed his mouth casually, even if he brushed his teeth.

There are also people who open the unloading door from the back of a truck, jump out of the car, look at the lively parking lot around, and then hold the woman who jumped down with both hands, take the food and eat, and can see some daily necessities in the truck compartment, as well as pots and pans, and sleeping bag tents filled with not small truck compartments from the unloading door of the warehouse.

Such a variety of people fill this wide parking lot and the unloading area of logistics.

There are also many people from the side of several customs office buildings, and logistics express buildings, open the windows, look downstairs, some people because of the window to the outside to brush their teeth, spit out the water, poured on the downstairs crowd, and began to scold each other, it seems very lively.

At this time, on the road not far from the downstairs of the airport hotel, a jeep with the roof cut off was full of people, and a man was sitting on the back of the seat of the car, holding a long knife in his hand and introducing to the crowd in front of him.