The broken walls were no different from when Su Hao left a few months ago, the corpses of the soldiers in the corridor had been removed, there were scattered footprints everywhere, and the storage room was frighteningly empty. A spider climbed on the wall, its compound eyes wide open, and carefully examined Wu Guoguang from the countless mirror patterns, curious to find out if there was a place on him worthy of making his own web to make a nest.

Wu Guoguang had a gloomy face, pacing back and forth in the empty room.

Although he has also been injected with immunity and first-order enhancement potions, as an officer, Wu Guoguang has received more training than ordinary soldiers, and has a deeper understanding of zombies and viruses, evolution and strengthening.

The steel door was obviously not destroyed by mechanical force, but was smashed open by fists.

Wu Guoguang knew very well that even if this kind of thing was said among the soldiers, few people would believe it.

When he was training at the northern base, he had seen people smashing tanks with their fists and carrying buggies as sandbags for weight-bearing exercises. It is said that it seems to be the strengthening effect of a third-order or fourth-order potion. The formula is not perfect and has great side effects. However, the enhancement effect also goes far beyond the first-order potion injected by oneself.

Yuan Bin's matter had a very bad impact in the military, and the opposition deliberately expanded the spread, and many people knew about the KD01 base and the prototype drug. Wu Guoguang was only a thirty-seven-year-old second lieutenant, he was very unfamiliar with the city under his feet, and he didn't know what had happened in the Ludao Garrison Headquarters? I don't know if these things are related to Yuan Bin? Therefore, he was silent for a few minutes, clearing all kinds of unrealistic thoughts from his mind, and no longer focused on the steel door that had been violently destroyed. He lightly instructed the soldiers to be vigilant, and after building fortifications on the roof, he slowly walked out of the basement.

Wu Guoguang was tasked with setting up a monitoring station.

He could not and did not dare to participate in the disputes between those big people. It is impossible to get anything out of it except to be ripped apart.

The city is full of zombies. Those mutant creatures eat people, and maybe they also like to play games of banging their heads on the door. As for the lost weapons and ammunition, they were never mentioned in the military department's directive, so why should I take the initiative to cause trouble?

Anyway, planes will always bring in enough ordnance and supplies.

Life is a long time, and waiting for a few more hours, or a few days, is not a waste of time

The air in the city after the rain is cold.

Su Hao stood on the roof of the 36-story building with the nameplate of "Guotai Junan", holding a tactical binocular, and silently watched the garrison headquarters hundreds of meters away through the raindrops falling from time to time.

Nine hundred meters, plus the magnification of the telescope, was enough to see the movements of the second lieutenant and the soldiers———— they installed pulleys on the roof of the headquarters building, and installed an external lift. The roof of the building was emptied of all sorts of debris, and a Nighthawk helicopter was parked in the center. Machine guns can be seen in several windows on the adjacent street, and there are two additional ring fortifications surrounded by sandbags at the entrance to the gate.

According to the computer files of the future world———— September 27 was the time when the military set up supervision and management bureaus in various cities.

According to his memory, Su Hao sent team members to search around the city in the next few days.

The archival information is only time, and there are no specific coordinates in the city. However, the military has no intention of making covert moves. In addition to zombies, it is not as difficult as imagined to find a group of fully armed soldiers who do not hide their traces in an empty city.

If you want to set up a monitoring station in a city full of corpses, you must first consider defense and security. In order for more survivors to reach out to the on-site military, the location had to be conspicuous. In order to meet these two prerequisites, it is impossible for the first station to be set up outside the city, and they will only choose to use one of the existing military control zones in the city as a base and gradually spread to other areas of the city.

There are many similar buildings in the city: the armed police detachment, the fire brigade, and the police station Su Hao only need to send a part of the team to observe the vicinity, and if he finds signs of military stationing, he will report immediately. After a few days, it was naturally not difficult to find the garrison headquarters.

The city under the clouds was dark, and Su Hao could hear his breathing clearly.

Including the second lieutenant, who appeared to be the commander, there were sixteen people in all.

Of course, Su Hao didn't know that the name of the second lieutenant was Wu Guoguang. Even if he knew the Tao, the name would mean nothing to him.

The world under his feet was stretched far away because of the distance. The streets are thin, and the vehicles are not much bigger than matchboxes. The strengthened vision made Su Hao see several zombies swaying across the road, moving towards the garrison headquarters like flies smelling blood. Before he reached the door, he suddenly leaned back, as if the marionette had been pulled back suddenly, and fell heavily to the ground.

Far away, Su Hao still heard a slight vibration in the cold wind.

It was the sound of a gunshot, small enough to be picked up by the sharpened auditory nerves.

It is clear that the muzzle of the soldier in charge of the guard is equipped with a muffler. They didn't want the gunfire to attract more zombies.

Putting down the binoculars, Su Hao turned around and left the rooftop, and walked down the stairs into the nearest room on the next floor.

He took out the pre-prepared vanity case from his backpack and pointed it against the wall mirror, rubbing his fingers on his face. Soon, his face was covered in oil, and his complexion was darker than before, somewhere between coffee and strong tea. In order to make his appearance look sloppy and miserable, he began to grow his hair more than a month ago, and his beard and nails were long. The latter, in particular, was covered in black mud between his fingers, which looked dirty and disgusting.

Of course, Su Hao would not be stupid enough to deliberately change his appearance. He just wore an old coat, a pair of jeans that had not been washed for a long time, shoes that were stepped on in the mud and then dried, and on his feet he looked like a survivor who had been hiding for a long time, looking haggard because of the lack of food and rest, but he did not lack the necessary alertness.

Wilderness camps are no secret, and I'm sure more people will soon find out about it. Su Hao just wants to make his momentum more stable, and in the face of the military's next investigation, he can also behave logically. More importantly, it is to get more benefits.

For example, silver bones.

For example, his own understanding of zombies, and all kinds of common sense that have already been popularized in the future world.

These things can be exchanged as chips. Weapons, food, and machinery are in the hands of the military, and Su Hao can get more from the other party.

The sky was getting darker.

Su Hao prepared all kinds of necessary items, looked at the mirror and examined his whole body, making sure that there were no flaws, so he smiled lightly.

He loaded the "95" pistol, picked up the iron pipe that was used as a personal weapon, and left the room with firm steps, went downstairs, and walked towards the garrison headquarters a few blocks away

Wu Guoguang sat on a chair and held a military lunch box.

The main dish for dinner is rice, and the dish is beef stew with tomatoes and stir-fried tempeh with dried chilies, and the seaweed egg drop soup is enough.

The armoured transporter carried a complete set of field kitchen utensils and a week's supply for the advance team. Next week, there will be new supplies coming in from KD03. There are several military granaries with a large capacity near the base, and the supplies in them have been prepared several years ago. It is said that similar warehouses are located all over the country in order to prepare for a possible war with a certain country.

The underground machine well in the headquarters camp has been repaired, and the clean groundwater is enough for the daily consumption of the team members, so cooking and stir-frying are naturally not a problem. Wu Guoguang likes this slightly hard rice very much, the beef and tomatoes used for cooking are canned, which is not very delicious, but the portion is full and has a very pure taste of army food.

The "trickling" rainwater slid down the glass, flowing out of bent wet marks. It was cold outside, and the sparse rain line was as elusive as fog against the heat of the house. Wu Guoguang comfortably chewed the rice and beef in his mouth, looking at the window that was pushed open across the table. A heavily armed soldier sat next to him eating, with a large-caliber sniper rifle set up in front of the window.

This feels very warm, making Wu Guoguang vaguely feel at home

However, this thought only passed through his mind———— because the soldier had nothing to do with his dead wife, regardless of his gender or appearance, and it was impossible for him to wear a floral dress or bra.

The soldier kept looking out the window.

He is responsible for the vigilance in this direction, so naturally he will not be lazy during duty hours. As the squad commander, Wu Guoguang has no other programs to entertain. The two of them were just chewing on their meal. Silently gazing at the gray world.

"Huh?"

After a few minutes, the soldier let out a muffled grunt from his nostrils. He narrowed his eyes, slowed his chewing, leaned forward, and stared intently at the end of the road in the distance.

Wu Guoguang also saw it———— it was a man walking in the rain. He was still a long way from here, his clothes seemed to be waterproof, he wore a hood, and he carried a travel bag. Although the clothes are blue, the whole person looks black.

He's going fast, no! It's supposed to be running. Several zombies blocked him from the front, and two others chased after him. He held the steel pipe in his hand and swung it desperately in all directions. The amplitude was very large, the landing point was not accurate, and it took too much strength, but it also hit the heads of the two zombies, and fled in panic from a pair of gray-black claws.

The soldier put down the lunch box in his hand, picked up the sniper rifle placed in front of the window, and was just about to approach the scope, but was stopped by Wu Guoguang reaching out.

"Our mission is not to save people. There are at least a few million zombies in this city, and we can't kill many. ”

Wu Guoguang looked at the man who was struggling in the middle of the corpse with a concerned expression, and said lightly: "Wait a little longer!" If he can rush over, give him a hand. ”

The soldier put down the gun in his hand, his expression was a little hesitant, and asked, "What if you are bitten?" He hadn't been given any immunizations. ”

"That would only be considered unlucky. Dead and dead in vain. ”

Coldly dropping this sentence, Wu Guoguang re-established his chair and continued to eat

Su Hao's performance was a success.

When he was covered in blood, staggered, exhausted, out of breath, and ran to the entrance of the garrison headquarters with eyes that might roll up at any moment, the electronically controlled fence began to slowly sink, revealing enough space to pass through. His pale and bloodless face immediately showed indescribable surprise and joy, and he stumbled in, and then fell down, unable to get up for half a day.

Su Hao, who fell to the ground, was like a puddle of mud, and several soldiers ran over, grabbed his arms, and helped him to sit down by the wall.

Wu Guoguang had already walked downstairs and looked at him with melancholy and pity.

"Xie Lu, Xie Xie finally someone came to save us."

Su Hao's eyes were filled with emotion and grief, and his performance was completely in line with the survivors of the aftermath of the catastrophe. He took the hot water from a soldier and drank it with indescribable happiness and comfort, and then raised his head and looked at the strangers with inquiring eyes.

Wu Guoguang walked over from the group of soldiers, stood more than three meters away, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Do you have your ID card?" ”

Su Hao shook his head blankly, his expression looking very strange.

He spent two days in the same building as before, observing the movements of the soldiers. They are indifferent and only offer help to survivors who have the ability to run into the garrison command. It was an invisible line, even if the distance was only ten centimeters, they would not take the initiative to lend a hand, but coldly watched each other being bitten alive by zombies, torn, and eaten.

This is completely in line with the records of the inspectors and managers in the computer archives of the future world———— all the soldiers who are sent on assignments have been brainwashed. They only help survivors who have the ability to struggle in the chaos, who can protect themselves, who survive the horror of the environment. Because, only among these people can there be a strong person who evolves naturally, and the military takes them in, gathers them, and after high-intensity training, they become the backbone of the fight against high-level monsters.

Since they are to be recruited as soldiers, of course, the identity of the survivors must be verified. The authenticity of such authentication is, of course, impossible to compare with peacetime. But no matter what, it has some effect.

The battle with high-level monsters was extremely fierce, and many people died in battle. Whether or not they were honest in registering their identities, the living could never have a relationship with the dead.

"Those monsters specialize in eating people, I don't even have time to escape, where do I have time to get any ID card?"

The expression on Su Hao's face was more real than ever, he was holding the enamel jar with hot water tightly, his lips trembled, and his eyes were dull: "Many people died, and they were eaten like snacks by zombies." I stayed with other people, looking for food. Every day, we called for help, hung a banner with the word "SOS" on the building, arranged for people to go out to find the rescue force, but we got nothing, and food became less and less. As a last resort, we had to leave the city and set up camp in the wilderness. Hehe, I never thought that I would have the opportunity to pick up a hoe and dig the ground in my life. In May, June, and July we waited every day for someone to come and save us. It feels terrible, like the main character in Robinson Crusoe, standing on the edge of a cliff and silently looking forward to the sails in the sky."

As he spoke, Su Hao wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, sniffled, looked at the soldiers around him with infinite gratitude, and said repeatedly: "Xie Lu Xie!" Thank you! I, I, I"

His speech was flustered, and he was too agitated to speak. Every muscle in my body was trembling, not from fear, but from unprecedented excitement.

This expression was what Su Hao learned from others———— from the day before yesterday to today, more than a dozen survivors passed in front of the garrison headquarters one after another. Four people were killed by the zombies that followed them, and the rest entered the headquarters compound and told their stories in almost the same voice. Far away, Su Hao couldn't have heard the conversation between them and the soldiers, and could only judge the general meaning by the shape of his mouth. These people all thought that the government had sent the army to save them, and it was not until Second Lieutenant Wu Guoguang said that they should join the army that they showed a look of shock and bewilderment.

Not all of them are favored, and about two-thirds of them are not qualified. They really didn't want to go back to the dark and terrifying life, and they cried and begged to stay. Wu Guoguang didn't give them a chance to explain at all, and directly threw them out of the top of the protective steel grate. The cries alarmed the surrounding zombies, and these cannibal creatures took the place of the soldiers and chased them far through the streets.

The soldiers, who had heard too many tragic stories for several days, showed no mercy. They were silent, Wu Guoguang coughed impatiently, and said in an accentuated tone: "No ID card? So, tell us your name, age, and home address and phone number. ”

"My name is Su Hao, 22 years old, I live at No. XX6 Panjiang East Road, and my phone number is 1339876XXXX, huh? What are you asking all this for? ”

The computers of the future world store a large amount of population data transferred from the Ministry of Civil Affairs in peacetime. Su Hao searched for a long time and found this piece of information that was quite similar to his new identity. Based on the photos recorded by the computer, he modified the facial contours of the new body, so that the appearance, blood type, fingerprints and other information of the two parties matched 99 percent.

As for the original owner of this information, there is no corresponding discovery in the census of the future world every ten years. The young man with the same name and surname as himself may have died long ago, or was infected in the early days of the virus outbreak and then mutated.

Wu Guoguang took out an electronic notebook from his pocket and quickly wrote down the identity information that Su Hao said. After doing this, his face softened slightly, and he said slowly: "I have to correct it———— we are not a rescue force, and we can't save anyone." ”

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