Vegetation is exposed to low temperatures and gradually withered.

In the wilderness, a quiet, dark soil began to be paved.

The bushes hid in the shadowy northern slopes, in the crevices of the stones next to them, struggling to grow a few unknown green seedlings.

The stone was hard, and the decomposed human remains on the side were too fragile in comparison.

"Click......"

Flat-toed boots studded with steel plates, shattering a few bones and splattering black blood-like liquid.

Wan Dashan held a cigarette in his mouth, watering the flowers, and cursing the endless rainy weather.

When he lifted his pants, he turned around and fell into a mud puddle, which seriously affected his already bad mood.

Shake off the mud from your shoes and come to a relatively dry road, where several trucks are parked nearby.

Wan Dashan patted the car door.

"Damn, are they coming?"

The driver opened the window and beckoned: "Boss, you can rest first, more than ten kilometers away...... It's not going to be there in a moment. ”

Wan Dashan frowned, re-lit a cigarette, and wandered left and right for a few steps, not knowing where to start.

Wan Dashan was originally a professional archer who spent his vacation in one of the company's suburban mountain resorts on the day of the end of the world.

The arrival of zombies has turned everything upside down, and no one in the company's top management has been spared.

He fled in panic and encountered a group of villagers who had also fled.

Forced by death, they took up various weapons and killed all the zombies they encountered.

Wan Dashan has always been accustomed to the man with a bow, and he holds a special steel bow and arrow, running in the wilderness.

Unexpectedly, he was surprised to find that his strength had been inexplicably enhanced.

Bend your bow and arrows to shoot through the chests of dead things with ease.

Zombies in the countryside are already scarce, and even if they encounter some, they can't hide from him.

In this way, because of his strong fighting power, he became the head of this group of survivors and was supported as the leader.

About a week after the end of the world, Wan Dashan led more than 230 people, eight large and small vehicles, carrying simple bows and arrows, and earthen guns, to recapture the villa.

After clearing the nearly 100 zombies inside, they took the mountain villa as a shelter and settled down.

The villa is located in a remote location, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the traffic is smooth.

Since most of the members of the shelter are composed of villagers, they are particularly good at all kinds of civil construction and heavy work, and the whole mountain village has grown in a short period of time, and solid defense facilities have been gradually built.

Erection of deep pits, high walls, fishing nets...... It can be said that it is not leaky.

They go deep into nearby villages every day, killing zombies they encounter and collecting food and equipment.

In less than two weeks, their numbers had expanded to as many as three hundred, and the looted bows, crossbows, guns, and various cold weapons had also been piled up into a small mountain.

The strength of the soldiers and horses made Wandashan swell for a time and could not do it himself.

He used to be a man who was pressed everywhere.

You have to listen to your daughter-in-law at home, listen to the manager in the company, and even if you ask for leave, you have to approve the leave slip step by step.

Now, at least in this shelter, no one dares to disobey his orders.

Especially after Wan Dashan got a few guns, he found a few obedient people as cronies, and his right to speak was further consolidated.

Eat the best meals, wear the warmest clothes, and sleep in the softest bed.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to lead the team out every day to get supplies and shoot those ugly things with bows and arrows, he would almost have the illusion that he was not in the last days.

The sinking of Gentle Township made Wandashan simply intoxicated.

The woman in the shelter, as long as she has a little bit of posture, he will use all kinds of means to attack.

At first, there was a grumbling that he was a young man as strong as an ox, because he liked a girl named Xiaoju.

As a result, the young man was knocked unconscious by Wan Dashan's punch.

The little chrysanthemum girl, who is said to be the most beautiful in ten miles and eight towns, took the initiative to enter Wan Dashan's room the next night.

In the last days, what people need is simple.

It's nothing more than a mouthful of food, a thick coat, and a safe shelter.

……

A few days ago, the people of Wandashan found a device in the village, which was square and had antennas, which looked like a radio station.

I found a person who used to go to the countryside to collect old refrigerators and TVs, tinkered with it for a while, and repaired it.

From that time, Wan Dashan knew.

This world, be precise...... In the area within a radius of 100 kilometers alone, there are quite a few survivors.

Scattered forces are like sparks all over the earth, some are getting bigger and bigger, and some are waiting to be extinguished.

They are the only ones who are relatively lucky to be in the endless tide of zombies.

But at the same time, they are like light boats in the sea, frighteningly fragile, and they can capsize if they are not careful.

Wan Dashan had the idea of twisting all the forces into a rope, in that case, his status would be higher, and it would be easier to fight against the zombies.

But with contact, none of the forces were friendly, and he gave up.

It wasn't until he discovered through the radio that some forces were communicating with each other, opening up material trades, or forming cooperative relationships.

The most common voices are still crying for help, hoping to get food.

As a result, Wan Dashan, who had enough food but lacked weapons, also moved his mind.

He designated a special person to be in charge of liaison matters, and released information that he had food in his hand and wanted to exchange other supplies.

Soon someone came to meet him.

The two parties discuss the exchange requirements, including time, place, etc.

Due to the other party's urgent shortage of food, the clapper made sure that it was not delayed for too long.

Wan Dashan personally led the team, and after rushing to the trading destination, he found that the opposite side was just a small shelter of less than a hundred people.

Moreover, most of the people who were taken in were women, children and children, and their combat effectiveness was low.

Without much thought, Wan Dashan gave the order to hack the other party.

He shot himself and shot an arrow through the neck of the other leader.

The battle lasted less than ten minutes, killing six of the rebels, and as for the other scrawny survivors, they chose to obey under the temptation of cold bread.

Not only did he not pay, but he gained a lot of money, which made Wan Dashan taste the sweetness.

Once again, he asked his men to make a deal with the forces, and successively swallowed six small shelters, and the supplies he obtained could be loaded into several truckloads.

After rapid operation, the manor shelter of Wandashan is also one of the largest in the entire old city.

If you want people to have people, you want food to have food, and you are in the limelight for a while.

Just yesterday, Wan Dashan, who was enjoying himself in his room, received a notification from his cronies that there was another shelter asking for a deal.

The other party took a large amount of cold-proof clothing and exchanged hardware equipment.

With the idea of "what yours, his, all belong to Lao Tzu", Wan Dashan agreed without thinking.

No, early in the morning, he personally led the team, led sixty or seventy good men, armed with guns, knives and clubs, and hid themselves in the place of trading, ready to hack the new fat sheep.

However, the other party seems to be from the city, and it is more than ten kilometers away, and you have to avoid the zombie group, and it is not easy to rush over.

has already regarded the other party as his own, Wan Dashan can suppress his temper and be more patient.

However, after smoking a cigarette, Wan Dashan couldn't help but ask.

"By the way, what's the name of their shelter?"

The subordinate scratched his head, thought for a moment, and replied in a hurry.

"Actually, I've been in contact with it a few times before, and I've been ...... Disgusted with them. ”

"Like...... Changed its name, what was it called before...... The low mountain shelter is coming. ”