Trucks carrying zombie materials drove along the snowy roads, and giant rubber tires with snow chains crushed the thick snow with a heavy thud.

Three heavy trucks slowly walked along the mountain road, and the snowy scenery along the way was desolate and somewhat desolate. Wang Qiang sat in the co-pilot seat of the military truck, looking up at the surrounding wilderness.

The truck has been bumpy on the road for five or six hours, and the destination is still far away, although Fangling City is only 40 kilometers away from the grinding stone pit in a straight line, but the winding kilometers around the mountains are much longer.

……

"Brother Qiang, the front is the boundary of Fangling City!" The soldier driving the truck reminded abruptly.

"Huh? Arrived? Well, got it. ”

Wang Qiang was overjoyed, then nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "Pay attention to the vehicles behind you, let's enter the boundary of Fangling City, pay attention to vigilance." ”

There was a rustling of electricity over the intercom.

"Got it, Brother Qiang!"

"Got it, Qiangzai."

The voices of Xiao Zhong and Wang Erye came one after another, and after Wang Qiang confirmed the safety of the two trucks behind him, he continued to observe the surrounding situation.

The grinding stone pit is in ruins, and the manpower is far from enough, so Wang Qiang only took Xiao Chong and Wang Erye and four soldiers to Fangling City on this trip.

Fangling City is located forty kilometers north of the grinding stone pit, and it is the largest transit base of the entire Eastern Army outside the Panshan Mountain, and all the bounty exchanges are finally gathered in Fangling City.

As the car slowly drives, several roads in different directions meet at an intersection* and then go straight to the north.

"Brother Qiang, after this intersection, you can enter the control area of Fangling City, and we are quite safe along the way." The soldier driving the car spoke.

Wang Qiang was appointed by Watergate City to go directly to the grinding stone pit without entering Fangling City, and the task of transporting materials was completed by broadband people, this time Wang Qiang was a newcomer to Fangling City, and he was somewhat curious.

Passing through the iconic intersection, the road becomes walkable, and after a few kilometers, some bare tree trunks begin to appear on the side of the road. These trees are all subtropical plants that have lost their environment to survive in this terrible climate.

"There's a figure over there!" Wang Qiang pointed to the distance and said

The soldier driving the car was a little nervous and asked, "Is it a zombie?" ”

"It's not a zombie, it's a human." Wang Qiang's eyesight was excellent, and he could see at a glance that the black shadows scattered on both sides of the road were actually some soldiers with loaded guns.

The soldiers ignored the cars passing on the road, but patrolled the hillsides on either side of the road, and from time to time one or two sharp gunshots rang out.

These soldiers may be protecting the smooth flow of traffic, Wang Qiang thought. Since crossing the intersection, zombies have not been seen, which may be inseparable from the hard work of the soldiers.

The truck finally got on the road and the speed increased again, and after a short time, the convoy came to the outskirts of Fangling City, and the high-rise buildings in the urban area were also vividly visible.

Slowly approaching the gateway of Fangling City, Wang Qiang found that many obstacles and fortifications had been erected near the suburbs outside the city of Fangling City. These aesthetically unapologetic fortifications form a three-dimensional network of crossfire.

Wang Qiang observed in detail, and the three-dimensional crossfire network distributed here was as dense as a beehive egg. As far as the eye could see, thousands of soldiers in gray uniforms carried guns and stood guard beside the fortifications.

There should still be a lot of soldiers in the fortifications, Wang Qiang thought.

As the truck approached the fortifications, the muzzles of hundreds of standard machine rifles were aimed at Wang Qiang's party.

A big man dressed in the uniform of an officer of the Eastern Legion carried a huge rifle and walked slowly to the front of the truck.

The officer circled around the truck for half a circle, then turned around, looked at the window, and said, "Which part of the brother?" ”

The large machinery of the truck belongs to the existence of the oil tiger level, and the ordinary mercenary group does not want to feed this kind of machinery, and this time there are three of them, and those who can have this kind of treatment are impossible except for the military troops, so the officers guarding the city gate can guess that these people who come are their own people.

Wang Qiang jumped down from the car and walked in front of the officer, handed over his ID and said, "I am from the Third Corps." ”

As soon as the officer heard Wang Qiang's answer, his enthusiasm immediately diminished by half.

"It turned out to be Nian Shuai's subordinates, I thought that Nian Shuai in this Panshan Theater would not send someone here." The officer said dryly.

Wang Qiang smiled indifferently, the grievances between Hong Guochou and Nian Mad had long been familiar to him, and Wang Qiang was not surprised by the discrimination of Hong Shuai's officers.

"Come on, come on, let me see what you've brought." The officer put away his smile and put on a businesslike look.

As soon as the officer finished speaking, he raised his hand, and several soldiers behind him ran out quickly, climbed into the truck in twos and threes, lifted the curtain covering the truck, and checked it.

However, after lifting the curtain, several soldiers showed shocked expressions, covered their noses at the same time, and two or three people jumped directly from the car.

"What's going on?" The officer was taken aback, his soldiers had been through a hundred battles, and they had seen everything why they were so out of shape at this time?

"Zombies, a lot of zombies...... Wow. One of the soldiers replied, and before he could finish his sentence, he threw up.

"Zombies!" The officer shouted, and bravely crossed Wang Qiang, jumped onto the truck with a big gun in his hand, and behind the officer, thousands of soldiers who were waiting for the battle turned their guns and aimed at Wang Qiang again.

The officer jumped onto the truck with a jump, and at the same time the head of the hand-held machine gun in his hand was wide open. The officer was very nervous, carefully unveiling the curtain, but he was so shocked that he saw a cart of zombie corpses.

"How can there be so many?" The officer shouted.

Wang Qiang touched his nose and said, "Actually, it's not much." ”

The officer jumped out of the car, his legs and feet were a little unstrained, and he fell a dog and ate, but the officer was not embarrassed, but stammered and asked, "What did you encounter?" ”

"It's just a zombie wave, it's not a big deal." Wang Qiang said indifferently.

The soldier hiding in the driver's seat of the car heard Brother Qiang's answer and thought that Brother Qiang had to give 100 points for pretending.

The officer's respect for Wang Qiang rose by dozens of percentage points in an instant, and he almost reached the full slot, so he changed into a cordial appearance, came to Wang Qiang and said: "Brother is really amazing, it is really amazing to have such a harvest in the face of zombie tides." Those guys from the Northern Army don't have the ability to be brothers. The officer sighed.

"What happened to the Northern Army?" Wang Qiang asked.

The officer said with a smile: "Those self-righteous guys suffered a big defeat in Guqian Town in the west, with countless casualties, and during this time, our Fangling City has been trying its best to contain the defeated soldiers." ”

"Oh? How big of a defeat can there be countless casualties? Wang Qiangqi said.

"Tens of thousands of soldiers died, and with the civilian service conscripted from the north, it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of people died!" The officer said.

"What! Hundreds of thousands! So much! Wang Qiang was shocked, hundreds of thousands of people, and the survivors of a province in this last day are estimated to be only this number.

"But isn't it, this time the Northern Army has been defeated miserably, no, look over there, there are still refugees coming here." The officer said, pointing to the mountain in the direction of the west.

Wang Qiang followed his fingers and looked over, only to see a group of slowly moving figures in the distance.

But......

Behind these figures, Wang Qiang saw something else.

Wang Qiang was a little unsure, so he shouted at the truck behind him: "Xiao Zhong." ”

Xiao Zhong jumped down from the passenger seat, walked up to Wang Qiang, and asked, "Brother Qiang, what's the matter?" ”

Wang Qiang pointed to the deep fog in the far distance to the west and said, "Look at what is over there?" ”

As a fourth-level genetic warrior, all the potential of Xiao Chong is in a pair of eyes and a pair of hands, Wang Qiang asked, Xiao Chong immediately raised his head and aimed at the west.

"This ...... What are these people doing, no, wait,! Xiao Zhong put down the binoculars in his hand and said, "Brother Qiang, there is a large group of zombies on the mountain chasing these fleeing guys, what should I do?" ”

Before Wang Qiang could speak, the officer guarding the door took the lead in speaking: "What! Zombie! Where? ”

Xiao Zhong pointed to the west: "Over there, a large area of black pressure is chasing those refugees, looking at the number of zombies, it will cost tens of thousands, to say the least." ”

"Tens of thousands!" The officer was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked again: "Is the situation true?" ”

Xiao picked his nostrils, looked at the officer and said, "I lied to you and I won't have a sense of accomplishment." ”

When the officer heard this, he turned around and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Sound the alarm, quickly sound the alarm, the zombies are coming!" Zombies are coming! ”

For a while, the soldiers defending the city were on alert, the heavy artillery hidden in the fortifications slowly revealed their muzzles, and sharp sirens sounded in the sky.

"Brother Qiang, this zombie is coming soon, the soldiers defending the city are planning to start a war, do you think we are going to hide in the city?"

Wang Qiang was about to say yes, but he didn't want the officer next to him to take the lead.

The officer turned to Wang Qiang and said, "You can't go, you are soldiers, according to the wartime regulations, you must assist us in defending the city, you have been drafted!" ”

Wang Qiang looked at Xiao Chong and complained verbally: "It's all your fault, talk a lot." ”

Xiao picked his nostrils and said, "You didn't let me see it." ”

"Did I tell you?"

"You won't let me tell me what to see?"

……

Li Xian supported his co-workers and ran with difficulty on the hillside.

Li Xianben is an ordinary farmer in the Northland, and has his own farm in the Northland. The location of the farm is remote and inaccessible, although zombies are rampant in this era, zombies rarely roam to the location of the farm, of course, even if zombies appear near the farm, they will not be interested in the plants growing in the vegetable garden.

With the help of the output of the land, Li Xian survived on the farm, and even sheltered a middle-aged woman who wandered here and raised a child.

For a long time, Li Xian dug a shelter in the cellar of the farm, stored food and water, and established a relatively comfortable place to stay, and lived a really good life.