Chapter 117: My Heart Is Really Big
"Comrade Captain, you can't leave us behind."
"How can you see death and not save you?"
"Which army are you from, even Governor Zhang won't save you, I'm going to the military court to sue you."
"That is, Vice Governor Zhang is the deputy commander of the Jiang Provincial Military Region, which team are you from?"
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As soon as they heard that the other party did not save them, the originally quiet team of survivors instantly exploded, accusing the other party of not saving them when they saw death, and some people even directly took out the position of Vice Governor Zhang to suppress people.
Finally, when they waited for a force, they could not let go of this opportunity to escape for their lives.
You know, they've been waiting here for more than a month, and they're getting moldy.
There are zombies outside, and they don't dare to go out at all before the end of the world, but if they stay here any longer and are not eaten by zombies, they will go crazy.
The team in front of them is neatly equipped, everyone is wearing military uniforms, and they are obviously their people's soldiers, so they can't turn a blind eye to these public servants, not to mention that Vice Governor Zhang is also attached to the title of deputy commander of the Jiang Provincial Military Region.
How can these soldiers resist?
"Hmm."
For these government officials who couldn't tell the situation, Ji Letian didn't have much nonsense, and with a wave of his right hand, the soldiers waiting on the side directly knocked them out, except for the vice governor Zhang.
The captain's instructions, they absolutely did not hesitate, even if the person in front of them may be a high-ranking government official, so what.
In the last days, only a powerful figure like the captain can lead them to survive and go to glory.
"Vice Governor Zhang, if you can, you can wait a little longer. The zombie army on the other side of West Lake has retreated, and you can go to the survivor team there. ”
Looking at the quiet vice governor in front of him, Ji Lotian reminded the other party from the bottom of his heart.
In his memory, the Hangzhou base was centered on the Red Dragon Mountain by the West Lake, and a large survivor base was established, which lasted until more than 300 years after the end of the world.
If Vice Governor Zhang is lucky enough to escape there, it will be a good opportunity.
"Thank you."
Nodding at the young man with a flat face, Zhang Lide didn't ask for anything more, and quietly stepped aside.
The situation is stronger than people, even if he has resentment, he will never show it on his face.
What's more, the other side has a powerful thermal weapon. If these military ruffians are displeased, they will obediently go to see Marx as soon as they come down.
In this chaotic last days, who will vindicate the wrongs of these people.
Sticking to this provincial capital compound for more than a month, Zhang Lide has already seen it.
"Squad Leader Zhang, you can develop it for Vice Governor Zhang."
Seeing that this high-ranking official before the end of the world is so knowledgeable about current affairs, Ji Letian doesn't mind selling personal favors, anyway, the zombies outside won't be able to rest for a while.
Sending the Buddha to the West may not be able to be used in the future.
"Yes."
Answered, Zhang Ze went to teach his 500-year-old fellow sect.
An hour later, Ji Lotian left the provincial capital compound with the team over the wall, and a pair of eyes watched the departure of the entire team closely.
Perhaps it was the rush of a large number of zombies just now that attracted the rest of the zombies, and the team marched all the way to the vicinity of the Red Dragon Sports Center without alarming the other zombies.
It's just that when they saw the zombies around the Red Dragon Sports Center, everyone couldn't help but take a cold breath.
Standing on the upper floor of the Homeinn next to the Red Dragon Stadium, everyone saw the gymnasium, where tens of thousands of zombies were quietly crowded.
If you calculate the area of the Red Dragon Sports Center, there are at least hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of zombies surrounded by it.
However, according to this situation, there must be a team of survivors in the Red Dragon Sports Center, otherwise the zombies will all go back to their respective homes.
Fortunately, the perimeter of the Red Dragon Sports Center is a glass oval building, so that the zombies cannot climb up to attack, otherwise the sports center would have been breached long ago.
"You are here to keep watch, and you are not allowed to go out without my orders."
After a secret calculation in his heart, Ji Letian commanded, turned around and went downstairs.
Quietly avoiding the zombie army, Ji Letian climbed to the halfway point of the Red Dragon Mountain, looked at the Red Dragon Gymnasium in the distance, and whispered: "Dapeng rises with the wind one day, and soars up to nine thousand miles." ”
The Thrilling Sword emitted a faint sword light, and took Ji Letian across a distance of nearly a thousand meters, and flew silently above the Red Dragon Gymnasium, without attracting the attention of the zombie army.
Standing on the glass roof, Ji Lotian looked around.
The smooth and sealed roof makes it impossible for zombies to attack from above, but it also prevents others from entering from above.
However, humans always have a slight advantage in IQ over zombies.
Just like now, Ji Lotian quickly found a small skylight that was locked from the inside.
"Click."
The immortal power spread, and the Xuanzi inside made a clear sound, and the small skylight opened gently and automatically.
The figure flashed, the small skylight automatically closed, and Ji Lotian quietly fell on the audience.
The huge stage in the middle was an eye-catcher, with tens of thousands of seats around it empty and the stadium feeling a little silent.
Glancing around, Ji Lotian walked towards the entrance not far away.
Along the way, Ji Letian sensed the sound of steady breathing in small rooms, but he had never seen any patrols, and he couldn't help but sigh that the hearts of these survivors were big enough.
After spending half an hour and walking around the Red Dragon Sports Center, Ji Lotian found that there were really a lot of survivors here, at least more than 3,000 people.
Calculate the time, the time of the concert lasted exactly until the early hours of the morning, just in time for the end of the world, it is not surprising that so many people survived, after all, this Red Dragon Stadium is a large venue that can accommodate 60,000 people.
Relatively speaking, the number of these survivors is somewhat small.
The five entrances to the stadium are all tightly blocked with some sandbags, iron tools, and seats, forming a natural fortress, no wonder the hundreds of thousands of zombies outside are helpless.
"Carry all of this to the stadium."
"Be careful."
"Slow down, slow down."
When passing by a cafeteria, Ji Lotian heard several voices and quietly hid aside.
"He, we're running out of food."
"How many more days?"
"One day."
"What? Didn't you say yesterday that you could hold on for five days? ”
"That's calculated according to two meals of porridge a day, and you can also see the situation yesterday, as if you don't need money to eat one by one."
"Well, okay, I'll think of a way first."
……
Listening to the conversation in the cafeteria, Ji Lotian flashed to the side expressionlessly.
Soon, small rooms opened, and hazy-eyed survivors gathered on the giant stage in the middle of the stadium to receive their breakfast.
All the white porridge, with one or two mustards, can be described as extremely bitter.
After receiving breakfast, the survivors sat quietly in the audience and ate slowly.
Ji Letian, who was standing in the corner of the stands, could clearly see the confusion and numbness on everyone's faces, and inspected them one by one, but there was no one he was looking for, which made him frown.
"What is this stuff, is it eaten by people?"
The sound of a bowl shattering and a shout instantly broke the silence of the stadium.
A stout young man stood on a huge stage, with several pieces of porcelain bowls at his feet, a terrifying scar on his face, hideous tattoos embroidered on his arms, and more than twenty people gathered around him.