"Of course, this data was counted before the start of the cataclysm, and the current situation is that the number of human survivors does not survive one in ten, and there are three large survivor groups in Jinxian County, in addition to our Hejin County garrison and the Jinxian Armed Police, there are about twenty or thirty thousand people scattered together, so if we occupy the granary, we can really have the qualifications to wrestle the wrist of the Hejin County garrison!" Yang Weibing's face was full of fighting spirit.

"And all of this is based on the fact that we have to have extraordinary humans who can fight a large number of zombies head-on, and this depends on you!" Du Tianhai could clearly feel that Yang Weibing's fighting spirit was boiling, it was a kind of ambition and pride that would not hesitate to go to the soup for these survivors!

Du Tianhai was silent for a moment, nodded emphatically and said, "Then do what Brother Yang said, you have a plan, I don't worry." ”

......

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come in."

"Report Chief! They're back, and they're downstairs now. ”

"Let them come up."

"Report to the chief!"

"What's wrong, how's the integration going?"

"Report Chief! The incorporation of the Jinxian Armed Police Force proceeded smoothly, but the chief ......"

"What's wrong? Aren't the people you brought with you enough to show them who has the power to give them a place to live in this dangerous world? ”

"Battalion commander, there is an almost invincible power-type evolutionary in the current evolution stage of the Jin County police, and he has solved the four of us here alone, and ...... He didn't use much strength, and I always felt that he still had some strength left to prepare for someone to deal with. ”

"Oh? Do you think it's possible for such people to be co-opted by us? ”

"You can give it a try, battalion commander."

"Okay, then it's up to you to take charge of this matter, after all, we still have to unite all the forces that can be united as much as possible."

"Understand the battalion commander!"

"Okay, then you go down first, and when you recover from your injuries, you can start your mission, and I will try my best to give you the greatest support. Now you go and call Wang Mang over."

"Yes, battalion commander!"

......

"Attention everyone! Board the bus in turn! Go to the Dragon Grain Granary!" Du Tianhai, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof of a truck, exhaled, and the sound was rolling, like thunder, and he didn't know that someone was talking about him just now.

A solemn man in the prime of life boarded the car with a variety of weapons on his back, not only a few pistols equipped with mufflers, but also many "Qinglong Yanyue Knife" with steel pipe stabbing spears and wooden shields, long-handled shovels or steel pipe wire machetes.

Everyone knew that the camp family had a small business, and it was impossible to come up with a lot of guns, and even if they did, they couldn't waste bullets, so they chose the "weapons" produced by these small handicraft workshops according to their own abilities.

The camp is not only producing these low-lethal weapons, but also modifying a few vehicles, after all, if you don't add enough armor, the car is estimated to be scrapped in a short time, after all, zombies don't care if you have an accident.

After working overtime for several hours, there were three Dongfeng trucks with strange shapes parked in this open space, the steel plates that were hard welded around the body, and the strange shapes and bumps left by the welding torches made the car look extremely ugly.

In order to load more food and drinking water, nearly one meter of steel guardrails have been raised on both sides of the carriage, anyway, there is no traffic police on the road now, no one will take care of the overload, and more supplies can be loaded to the camp without being greatly affected by the speed of the vehicle.

He and Yang Weibing finalized the route of going to the Longliang granary to transport grain, and then going to the water station of Yibao to load drinking water, the camp can give observation and guidance in the general direction and pick up the trucks loaded with materials first, and even the 50 people in the receiving team and 100 people in the unloading team are already ready to stand by in the canteen on the third floor.

Everything was ready, and everyone was hoping that this trip would bring a huge amount of food that could change the camp's currently slightly tight food reserves.

"Let's go!" Du Tianhai shouted, nodded in the direction of Yang Weibing, and sat on the front of the truck and waved his hand vigorously.

With a low engine roar, three Dongfeng trucks lined up in a straight line and drove straight to the factory gate, behind which Yang guards and the twenty policemen who stayed behind closed the factory gate tightly to prevent zombies from invading the camp when there were no more defenses in the camp.

He didn't care about the closed door, sitting cross-legged on the top of the truck Du Tianhai felt the power in his body getting stronger all the time, and couldn't help but show a smile.

Just a few days ago, Du Tianhai was just an ordinary person who was only slightly stronger than his peers, but after this disaster, Du Tianhai quickly became stronger in a method that others could not understand and could not replicate, as long as he killed zombies and accumulated enough lamp oil, he could sublimate himself in combustion, which was simply the feeling of gamers crushing NPCs!

I casually pressed the aluminum alloy shell on the top of the truck, and the strength beyond ordinary people and the physical strength that could not be measured by common sense made this palm leave a clear palm print on the car body, and even the lines in the palm were rubbed clearly!

Roar!

An incomparably faint roar fell into Du Tianhai's ears, Du Tianhai was shocked, and subconsciously looked at the side of the road, only to see that where Du Tianhai first met Yang Weibing and them, the zombie that was locked on the protective fence was still there, but it was already in shape, and the only thing that did not get smaller was the head.

With a relaxed smile, Du Tianhai knew that he was changing too fast, and now this kind of zombie was no longer to worry about, and he didn't care about this zombie who was cut into a corpse.

Three big trucks roared past the locked zombies, Du Tianhai didn't know, at the moment when the convoy drove by, a trace of strange fluctuations flashed in the eyes of the locked zombies, and dozens of zombies wandering a few hundred meters away suddenly raised their heads in unison, slowly swaying and walking in the direction of the convoy.

The locked zombie opened its weathered, corroded mouth and let out a silent roar.

At this time, Du Tianhai, who was on the roof of the car, stood up, holding a steel pipe spear, looking at the huge building next to the exit of the highway in front of him, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Under the illumination of the setting sun, the neatly standing cement urn hundreds of meters away reflects the golden brilliance, which is the color of food and the color of hope for human survival.