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At five o'clock in the morning on September 18, the 33rd day of the last days, the survivors of Haishi who were about to migrate to the junction base of Haishi and Beishi began to board the train.

In fact, the base here is less than 1,000 kilometers, and it can be reached in a day if you take the highway.

But now the highway out of the city is crammed with ownerless cars, and there is a bridge in the middle that is even more tightly blocked, so you can only keep detouring and clearing roadblocks.

The more than 100,000 people in the distribution center are divided into 150 teams, and each team is assigned to a squadron management, with an average of 50 people in a squadron.

The original armed police force was copied from the establishment, and later the newly joined garrison force of several thousand people was newly organized into two detachments.

So the whole team was divided into five detachments, fourteen brigades, each brigade had 8,000 survivors, and each squadron had to manage more than 700 people.

In addition to the soldiers who protect, there are also various management personnel, some of whom are existing garrisons, and some of whom are newly recruited in the distribution centers later, basically eight or nine of them in each squadron.

Since yesterday, each survivor has been numbered and sorted into cars according to the time they entered the terminal.

Survivors who have a car can still drive their own car with the team, and those who don't have a car will take a military card.

Since Zheng Peng and Ning Jiuli brought in a new group of survivors, they directly assigned the more than 700 people behind them to manage.

It can be said that Zheng Peng's squadron is the heaviest task in the entire team.

After boarding, the military's various engineering vehicles took the lead in setting off.

Military bulldozers and engineering tractors open the way ahead.

Whether it is a mountain gravel or a vehicle, it can be easily pushed away, lifted or pulled away.

This was followed by light armor, military transports and military trucks, followed by various vehicles driven by the survivors themselves.

Each squadron was laid out like this, Zheng Peng and they were placed at the end of the entire team, the fourteenth brigade.

But outside the city, they will join up with the team from another distribution center.

So they are not at the end of the line, but in the middle of more than 200,000 people.

There is also a helicopter in the air to explore the road first, so you can know the road ahead in advance.

Ning Jiuli and the others drove two cars, one was the 7-seater business that drove to the base before, and the other was the off-road found by the Chemical University.

The trunk and back seat are full of supplies to hide people's eyes, and each person also carries an emergency supply bag to prevent any emergencies.

Thousands of cars driving out together are spectacular, and of course, the loud noise is very appealing to zombies.

Fortunately, they take the old roads such as national highways and rural roads, and there are few cars on the road, and there are hills around except for farmland.

As long as the speed is fast, the number of zombies will not be too many in theory.

At half past ten o'clock in the morning, the two teams met, and the convoy instantly turned into a large force of more than 200,000 people.

The consequence of waking up too early is that everyone in the car is asleep except for the driver.

Beichen's seven businesses in front of him were no exception, all of them were resting, and no one talked to him.

On the road, the slow car and the snail had a fight, and it took more than 50 kilometers in the morning.

By noon, the weather was still a little hot, there was no air conditioning in the car, and it was very uncomfortable when there were many people, especially the military truck with hundreds of people crowded, which was like a big steamer.

If someone gets motion sickness, it's even worse, and the taste is just two words - sour!

Finally, it was time for the lunch break, and people got out of the car to breathe.

There are two options for lunch, bring your own food or apply for public supplies, but the person who applies for the supplies must have no food by himself.

If you are caught stealing food before boarding the bus, you will be put on a migration list.

As a result, most people choose to prepare their own food, after all, they have more or less some stock.

The material pressure on the army has been greatly reduced, but there are also many people who rely on relief, and the army gives them two bowls of porridge a day and 1,000 milliliters of water every two days.

Since Zheng Peng and Ning Jiuli had collected a batch of supplies on the way to pick up people, the survivors who were picked up in the end had enough food and were better off than others.

Instead of doing anything dazzling, Ye Xuan cooked somen noodles with pickles and canned food, and the firewood they picked up from the nearby woods.

There was no end in sight to the procession of survivors, who were all cooking or nibbling on dry food, and the smoke and smell wafted through the air, as quiet as a village for an afternoon nap.

After eating, I took a half-hour break, and the roadside was full of people who got off the bus to solve physiological problems.

The men are easy to do, and they can solve it by hiding behind a tree next to them.

Women are more troublesome, and if there are female managers in each team, they will organize a place to fence and take turns to enter.

They don't know why, but they don't have a female manager, so they have to let the female family members of their team members take on this responsibility.

Fortunately, these people were rescued by their own hands, and they were more obedient, and many of them volunteered to help, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

Ye Xuan didn't want to join in the fun with them, so after Ning Jiuli and the others got out of the car, they went into the space to solve it.