Chapter 159: The Outer Perimeter of the Base
The Arashi Survivor Base was established on the basis of a military camp on the outskirts of the city, and it was precisely because it was far away from the downtown and had complete defense facilities that it was able to not only hold the front after the outbreak of the undead natural disaster, but also expand its scale step by step, becoming the last pure land for the survivors in the vicinity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It was originally an artillery brigade stationed here, but under the attack of the plague spreaders at the beginning, nearly half of the soldiers were infected and became the first zombies. Fortunately, the remaining warriors were well-trained and well-armed, and they quickly calmed down the internal chaos, and quickly strengthened the defensive line under the leadership of the remaining commanders, and gradually searched for the surviving humans.
Now the supreme commander of the Lanshi base is Wang Guozhi, the commander of the military division, and Wang Hai, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, who successfully escaped here. The two of them are one army and one government, and they reluctantly gathered people to set up the leadership team of the base, although they have not been able to contact the higher level government, but they can still stabilize the order in the base for the time being.
Naturally, there was food in the barracks, but as the number of refugees from nearby counties and cities continued to be received over the past month, the number of civilians had reached 50,000, in addition to the more than 4,000 soldiers who had gone out to garrison the base. Such a population base is obviously somewhat difficult to bear on the basis of a single garrison camp.
Therefore, there have been several recent meetings on the solution of the food problem, and in addition to the unified distribution of grain in the base, on the one hand, teams have been sent to the vicinity to find available materials and food, and on the other hand, the provisional government has also summoned a large number of displaced people to reclaim the wasteland within the base. After all, the only way to do this is to resume agricultural production at an early date.
The sky is bright, and the high barbed wire fence around the base isolates crisis and tranquility, survival and death.
On the watchtower, the muzzles of several black holes were pointed at the wilderness outside. Every now and then, gunshots rang out, and zombies could be seen popping up in the wilderness and falling before approaching the barbed wire.
In addition to the watchtower, there are many guard points nearby.
This place has been separated from the confines of the barracks, and is a territory that has gradually expanded in the later period. Due to the lack of reliable fortifications, it is not conducive to defense, but it has the advantage of being located on the outskirts, at a distance from the town, and there are no densely populated residential areas around.
Although there are constantly smelling zombies nearby, it is not enough to pose a big threat.
In addition, every once in a while, helicopters will be dispatched to patrol the vicinity, so even if a large number of zombies or survivors approach, they will be detected early.
Of course, zombies are kills, and survivors are contained.
A population of 50,000 is indeed a lot, but after removing the old, weak, sick and disabled, there are only about 20,000 left. Nowadays, the base needs to develop, but it lacks the necessary tools and materials, and the gap in manpower is also very large.
Cultivate land, build residential houses, and build sufficient walls and fortifications. Even when the corpse tide appeared, some young people still had to wear weapons and go into battle to kill the enemy under the command of professional soldiers.
Therefore, even though the Arashi base is facing a food crisis, it is still extremely eager for the needs of the population.
"Do you want cigarettes?"
A soldier with a gun on his shoulder walked to a guard point not far from the entrance. He reached out and patted the soldier who was aiming his gun at the road ahead.
"It's time for a change of guard?"
The soldier glanced back at his comrade. As soon as he saw the lit cigarette in the other party's hand, he was immediately happy, "Of course!" ā
He couldn't wait to take it, and took a deep breath in obsession: "Now this thing is getting rarer and rarer, smoke one less one, suddenly don't smoke one day, I don't know how to live my life." ā
"Come on, it's just cigarettes, and when you don't have anything to eat, see if you still want this thing."
The comrade-in-arms who handed the cigarette laughed and scolded him, replaced him from the sentry post, and put the automatic rifle in his hand on the firing point.
"Didn't the chief already organize people to search for supplies? However, why did I hear that there are so many ordinary people in the search team? ā
The laid-off soldiers were not in a hurry to leave, and chatted quietly with their comrades while snorting cigarettes.
"It's not the ones who are ...... the superpowers."
The soldier standing on the sentry pouted and said, "Our troops found out too late, and they didn't know what those little blue particles were doing, so the number of fighters who have gained abilities so far is less than a platoon." But those survivors who have been contained from the outside have a lot more abilities than us, both in terms of number and ability. They will fight for this kind of opportunity to go out and make extra money. ā
"Then why did the chief agree? This is not a joke, let such a group of laymen mix in the team, wouldn't it be a big basket? ā
"Layman? That's not necessarily ......."
The soldier in the sentry lightly rubbed the rifle in his hand and said slowly, "Who can kill people who can kill all the way to our base from such a dangerous environment outside, who doesn't have a few brushes." Now we don't go out to fight, but to deal with those living dead, and we don't necessarily have more experience than them. ā
After a pause, he lowered his voice and said softly, "Moreover, our leader also has his own plans. After all, it is still their own troops that can be trusted, so most of the forces must stay at the base. You see, our base has been expanding a lot faster recently, and there are more and more gaps in defense. ā
"Let those guys go out and search for supplies, and nine and a half out of ten will choose to hide their smuggling......"
The smoker muttered somewhat reluctantly.
"Hide it, hide it, you think it's not good, they are willing to work hard? It's not ...... yet."
Before the soldier could speak, his eyes suddenly froze, and then he quickly took down the submachine gun, loaded it with the back end in his hand, and aimed at the road in front of him.
As a three-year veteran, he reacted noticeably faster than the soldier who smoked.
"What's the situation?"
The soldier also hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt, grabbed his gun and leaned over, "Zombies? ā
"I don't know ......"
The veteran squinted, staring at the empty road. In the wilderness under the street sign, a figure seemed to shake for a moment.
I found out that this situation was relatively rare when I got so close, so I was a little nervous unexpectedly.
Ordinary zombies are nothing, but they are high-level undead creatures that have evolved. That's right, undead creatures, this term seems to be the information brought to you by a relatively powerful survivor after entering the base not long ago.
Those high-level undead are not only fast, but also have very high physical strength, and it is difficult for a slightly smaller-caliber weapon to leave them with fatal wounds. And they still use weapons, and look at the large number of patches on the barbed wire, which are left by these monsters.
Even if there are only one or two heads at a time, it is enough for them to fight fiercely for a while, and it is not uncommon for them to even pay attention to casualties.
(To be continued.) )