The bumpy mountain road made the speed of the car have to slow down again, in such a road that may deviate and slip at any time, the speed of more than 40 is self-defeating, Guan Yutao grabbed the steering wheel tightly, several times, he could feel that the rugged mountain road was snatching the steering wheel with him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, he had to keep an eye on the tanker truck in the rearview mirror, the big guy kept roaring and spewing black smoke from the exhaust pipe, it seemed that such a mountain road was also very difficult for him, but fortunately, the technique of the Golosiqin was very strong, and he was able to follow the middle of the convoy steadily.

Can't get rid of it, after the speed of the car slows down, they are a little faster than the speed of the zombies, the rugged mountain road for the zombies, the ability to hinder is very limited, they can rely on the sensitive to the perverted hearing to follow the convoy to maintain a distance of four or five kilometers, Guan Yutao clearly saw the corpses on the mountain road following the path of the convoy when he turned over a mountain beam, they crowded on the mountain road to move forward, from time to time more than a dozen were squeezed down the mountain road, fell into the abyss next to it, but in front of the huge base, This loss is nothing at all.

"Boom, boom!"

Finally drove to the big pass, thunder from far and near from the sky crushed over, dripping raindrops began to hit the car window, the front is all the way downhill, a crooked street sign inserted on the side of the road, it reads "ahead, stone ladder ditch, big downhill, 14 kilometers long".

In addition to grasping the steering wheel, you have to step on half of the brakes from time to time, as the rain becomes more and more dense, the road is getting more and more muddy, and Guan Yutao's control over the pickup is getting weaker and weaker.

"Slow down!"

Ding Yanling's right hand tightly grasped the armrest of the door frame, as if the seat belt could no longer bring her safety, the headlights of the car had been turned on, but the pouring rain made the whole world a blur, Guan Yutao had to slow down again, and the four cars were moving on the big downhill at a speed of almost 20 yards.

In the pouring rain, the four cars half-slipped and half-drove down to the stone ladder ditch, and the relieved people found that the zombies who followed behind did not run as wild as at the beginning, but showed a confused wandering state, although a large part of them still chased down the slope without hesitation, but the speed has decreased significantly, and the zombies who were stranded on the slope played a certain blocking role, so, although the speed of the convoy slowed down, the zombies did not get much closer.

"They don't seem to be catching up!"

"It was the thunder, the rain, and the smell of rain and earth that disturbed them."

"Then we can rest for a while."

"No, while the thunderstorm hasn't passed, we'll have to distance ourselves from them."

The convoy continued to move forward, the muddy mountain road became more undulating, the speed of the convoy still could not be raised, but the distance from the corpses was gradually narrowing, a car with two drivers in turn, the corpses were behind, no one objected to Guan Yutao's decision, the farther away from those things, the safer they were, although they were tired, although they were sleepy, although they were hungry, no one complained, and human tolerance for harsh environments was once again raised to a limit.

The night passes, the sun rises, the thunderstorm stops suddenly, the fog rises, there are occasional birds, the grass and trees are messy, the winter is in the sky, the sleepiness is extended, the temperature changes, the mountain rain returns, the sunset ends, the clouds cover the top, the cold rain is dripping, and everything is silent.

Persevering, gritting his teeth, enduring the damp and cold air into the carriage, the convoy that did not rest for a day and two nights finally came to Baoshikou in the evening of the second day after entering the mountain at a slow speed, here, 81 kilometers away from Dayakou in a straight line, 67 kilometers away from the stone ladder ditch where they got rid of the zombies, but the winding mountain road that twisted and wound to the extreme I don't know how many times the distance increased made him run for 38 hours.

After 38 hours of bumpy driving, the road finally began to flatten out, and when the road began to appear mottled and oil-parked, a deserted asbestos mine came into view.

"Baoshikou Asbestos Mine."

The path passes through the mining area, and on one side of the mining area is a stream that jumps out of the mountain, and the sign of the mining area hangs crookedly on the big tree on the side of the road, and then the path extends to the back of the mountain, and I don't know where I went after turning a corner.

The asbestos mine is located in the mountain pass of Baoshikou, which is also close to the mountains and rivers, but unfortunately, it is difficult to produce food in the mountains, and the people here do not know where to evacuate, leaving only an abandoned factory, a few lonely buildings, and a large number of asbestos bales piled up under the shed.

The four cars drove into the open iron gate of the asbestos mine in turn, and the enterprises that blocked the road and occupied the mountain like this would never be seen outside, but as soon as they entered the mountain, such a situation could be seen everywhere, Guan Yutao parked the pickup truck in front of a row of bungalows that looked like the office of the mine, loosened the sticky collar, walked down from the seat that almost stuck him, and gestured to Ma Daquan and Han Chengzhou, who had just climbed down, and asked the two of them to follow over and close the gate of the asbestos mine.

Since the door failed, Guan Yutao has only begun to integrate into the atmosphere that the sub-world is already in the end of the world, and the resource supply does not know when it will be transported through the mother world, if he can't find a suitable door to install the core components, or even if there is a suitable door, he may not be able to return to the mother world, then he has to plan for the long term.

The food can no longer be taken out as casually as before, although the food he has is enough for these people to consume for a year and a half, water, even more so, bottled water, pure water, mineral water, the preciousness of these things in the last days does not need him to go into detail, everyone understands that in the last days of scarce resources, if you want to survive, you can't just rely on Guan Tuhao's unreliable promise.

People began to gradually adapt to the end times, and the end times are gradually changing people, Guan Yutao doesn't want to spoil and get used to them, and he himself feels the need to experience the real end times, if he can't adapt to the end times, then he will eventually be eliminated by the end times.

So he no longer took food and water from his inexhaustible backpack, everything had to be rationed, and all the resources that could be scavenged along the road had to be scavenged, but they rarely had access to food and water that could be eaten directly, and although the pickup trucks were already full of miscellaneous things, few of these things could sustain their normal survival.

"Depending on the situation, we will rest for 4 to 8 hours, we will take shifts to sentry, we must have both ends, and change one person to come back to rest in two hours, and Master Ma and I will stand on the first shift."