Doomsday Rise

The convoy stayed at Jiangjiu Road for more than three hours. Xiang Junwei and his party ate enough to continue on the road, using it as a supply line. When Deng Zhuer sent Junwei to get on the car, he suddenly pulled him.

"Weige, I have a few younger brothers here who want to go to Xinfeng City to have some experience, I don't know?"

"You are not ignorant of the current situation in Xinfeng, and strangers are prohibited from entering." Xiang Junwei smirked.

"I know, I know." Deng Zhuer grinned. "If you are an ordinary person, I would not dare to speak, because the opening is also a white one, but who are you, you are Viagra, there is no other way, you must have a way." Deng Zhuer quietly handed out a gold card.

"Count your kid can talk, there can't be too many people, ten." Xiang Junwei glanced at the gold card and put it in his pocket. The gold card is a special project specially launched by UnionPay to serve VIP customers. Each gold card has one million yuan and no password.

"Thank you very much, thank you very much." Deng Zhuer's expression of embarrassment, "I know that Weige is embarrassed, but my relatives are rushing to my house, and I can't help but, Jiang Jiudao seems stable, but the danger is everywhere. Now We all know that Xinfeng City is safe. Can Viagra add a few more people, and I and my relatives are grateful for Viagra's virtue. ”As soon as my fingers stretched out, another gold card was handed out.

"20, up to 20, too many unfamiliar faces, and I also have a lot of trouble." Xiang Junwei erected a finger, blocking Deng Zhuer's words, and suddenly exclaimed: "Go, go." Turned around and entered the car.

"Weige, walk slowly, and go all the way." Deng Zhuer trot a few steps before stopping, with a smile on his face, and only turned back to Junwei's car.

Liu Wei'an and others proposed a lot of shots into Xinfeng City, and they all lost to bribes. There is no need to sneak in, and the grandeur follows.

Although there were some twists and turns, the gatekeepers were very careful. They checked the identity information of the entry personnel one by one. They were not afraid of Xiang Junwei's face. When they quickly checked Liu Wei'an's truck, Xiang Weiwei stopped by 200,000. .

"Verification is correct, let go!" The investigation control officer waved his hand and completed the inspection.

The convoy restarted, the car in front walked, and it was more than ten minutes after the truck in the back started. Inside the heavily modified military truck, there are more than forty people, including family members, bodyguards, soldiers, homeless people, civilians, mercenaries, and some are covered in dirt, some are ragged, and more are blood on their bodies ... survived from the flames of war, the simple gauze was already dark red, and the compartment smelled bad.

Liu Wei'an is one of these forty people. Illegal people like him are naturally not qualified to sit in the car in front, and can only crowd with soldiers.

Twenty Ping An teams were scattered. The others were two or three in a car. He was just one. He remembered that when he got in the car, he looked indifferently in the compartment without any surprise. Obviously, these people have experienced this kind of thing more than once.

There is a long distance from the border between Jiangjiu Road and Xinfeng City. The carriages are kept quiet. Only the sound of the engine and the wobbly sounds, until entering Xinfeng City, there is no business in the carriages. Some acquaintances started chatting in low voices.

"finally came back."

"Yeah, our team went to 10 people, and I'll be left when I return."

"We were almost the same, two and three were too badly injured and gave up treatment."

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Liu Weian's ears are good. Only someone communicates in the whole compartment, but he can't escape his ears. Through the chat of these people, he learned that the lives of people living in Xinfeng City are not as good as the outsiders think. Life health and safety are guaranteed, but the pressure on food and survival is very great. Even his family had to go outside to kill the zombies.

Xiang Junwei has three purposes. The first is to kill zombies and obtain military merit. Military merit relates to the number of leaders behind. Second, look for supplies. The current supply of Xinfeng City is the previous inventory, which consumes a lot, and the pressure of the big family is also very great. The third is to find useful talents. Those who are rescued must in principle be distributed by a government. In fact, those who are rescued by those who go out to kill are generally half of them, and the remaining half are picked. Before handing it over to the government.

And this half of the people will become their private soldiers.

This practice is an open secret in Xinfeng City. The Ma family government opened one eye and closed one eye, and even secretly encouraged the children of the big family to kill the zombies.

"Brother." The lean middle-aged man in his thirties touched Liu Wei'an's shoulder lightly.

When he reached out, Liu Wei'an knew it, but deliberately pretended not to know, and converged his body, otherwise the middle-aged man was afraid of being bombed and looked at him.

"Is there a smoke?" The middle-aged man tried to show a friendly smile.

"No." Liu Wei'an first glanced at his yellow teeth, then glanced down, and his index and middle fingers were slightly yellow. This was an old smoker.

"Are there any food?" When the middle-aged man asked this, he shook his throat and swallowed.

"How long have you been with Wei Shao?" Liu Weian asked.

"3 months." The middle-aged man hesitated.

"What did you do before?" Liu Wei'an noticed that middle-aged people are not strong, that is, in the late period of the black iron, such people can survive for three months, and their life-saving means are good. He learned from the people in the coach that Xiang Junwei went out to hunt on average once a month, that is to say, the middle-aged man had experienced at least three killings.

"Programmer." The middle-aged man helped the glasses subconsciously, but soon found that the glasses were long gone, a bitter smile appeared, and the miss in his eyes flashed.

Programmers are called otakus and straight men. They are the most unwelcome type for women to find boyfriends. Many programmers hate themselves as programmers. However, compared with being in the last days, it is estimated that many people would rather be a Programmer.

"Which way?" Liu Wei'an's thinking was very clear, so the pace of interrogation was fast, and no time was left for thinking.

"Break ---" The middle-aged man gave a sideways look after warning, but immediately realized that it is the end of the day, and no one cares about it. Cracking is a euphemism, and another word is more powerful, hacking.

Liu Wei'an moved his finger, and the middle-aged man hadn't responded yet. He had an extra thing on his hand, a glance at his eyes, and the excitement flashed away. It was candy. Before the end of the day, when I went to the supermarket to buy something, and encountered a few cents change, the cashier would usually replace it with candy, take it home, and put it on the coffee table for weeks or even months. Now it's amazing. A candy can sometimes withstand a day without eating.

The middle-aged man calmly put away the candy, and immediately looked at Liu Wei'an's eyes and became friendly.

"How do you call it?" Liu Wei'an noticed that the front team stopped and the truck started to slow down. It should be almost there.

"The seal is clear." The middle-aged man whispered,

The body shook and stopped.

"Are you there?" Liu Wei'an found that everyone in the car was quiet and didn't clean his head.

"It's about half an hour away, and it's high speed now." Yin Zhangqing is familiar with this road and can know where he has closed his eyes.

Yin Zhangqing said it was half an hour, and its practicality arrived only about an hour. When he got out of the car, he noticed that there was a convoy in front of the Xinglong Military Academy. Liu Weian saw Tang Ding in the crowd at a glance. Boom. She is a petite girl, standing tall, she has n’t seen her for a long time, her appearance is still, but her astringency has faded and she is a bit more mature. Her blood is dry and dark, but her face is kept clean, apparently cleaned.

She was wearing camouflage uniforms, and the weight of tens of kilograms seemed to have no effect on her. She stood straight and stood next to several tall camouflage uniforms. They should all be students of Xinglong Military Academy. Posture, sloppy head, and firm face, they can only feel their tenderness occasionally by ignoring Tang Dingyun's eyes.

Liu Wei'an glanced over and saw a few familiar faces, all of whom were classmates. He had hardly spoken in a class before, but now he saw it, but he was very kind. He had a better relationship with Xiao Jie, but did not find Xiao Jie. You have to look carefully, and you have been crowded into a building.

The place to get off is in the suburbs, and there is still some distance from the urban area. They cannot directly enter the urban area. They must be cleaned and disinfected before they can selectively enter.

Why is it selective? The urban area is dominated by the rich, and the poor can only live in the suburbs.

Xiang Junwei left with people after arriving in the suburbs. Regardless of Liu Wei'an and others, it is enough for him to bring people into Xinfeng City. As for the later things, he doesn't care ~ www. ltnovel.com ~ Or, he has forgotten the existence of Liu Weian and others.

Liu Wei'an and his team were no longer accepted by the convoy. Liu Wei'an asked for a while. Cleaning and disinfection also required payment. Their team was clean and saved a lot of money.

"My son, what should we do now?" The crowd gathered around Liu Wei'an.

"Scattered and acting as planned, Elephant and Yang Wujiang followed me." Liu Weian ordered.

"Yes!" The crowd spread quickly.

People coming and going are integrated in the suburbs. An industrial chain has been formed here, and clothing, food and accommodation are perfect. Liu Weian and the two of them just walked to the hotel entrance and were attracted by a scream.

The scream rushed out of an older building's facade with the sound of gunfire, and approached quickly.

"Upstairs!" Seeing all the people in front, nothing was visible. Liu Wei'an spent three seconds from the third floor of the hotel and opened the window. About 300 meters away, a group of people were besieging three zombies.