Chapter 139: Sent to Death
Early in the morning of the third day to the base.
The weather is a little cold, wearing a long sleeve is a bit of a no-brainer, many people are wearing a coat, and there is a little bit of mist in the air.
Like a signal, the cold winter is coming step by step.
The existence of the virus has purified human beings, countless industries have stopped, energy consumption has disappeared, and the sky has undergone tremendous changes in the past few years, and it is blue.
In the past, I have been shouting about environmental protection and caring for the environment, but in fact, as long as human civilization is still in the process, how can it be done?
Well, the arrival of a virus has directly solved the environmental protection problem, that is, the price is heavier.
At the exit of the base.
Several hunting teams are gathering, and those who can apply for approval are all capable people in the stronghold. In every team, there will be a lot of new human beings, who are the core and backbone of the team.
If you look closely, you can see that half of these teams are newly formed.
Winter is coming, and no one wants to die in this winter.
Against the cold wind of the early morning, there are people everywhere here, many of them are skinny, and the wind seems to blow them down. They came here to find a chance to live, they are self-aware, they don't have enough food, they can't survive this winter.
The newly established hunting team, everyone who joins in, is all holding the view of death, and no one is afraid.
"Get out of the way, the team is full and no one is needed."
"Squeeze me and shoot me again."
"Let's go, let's go."
In the ranks, some strong men roared, maintaining order here.
It's just that the survivors who came here early in the morning didn't pay attention to their shouts, and all of them rushed up, looking for an opportunity, a chance for them to join the hunting team.
"Give me a chance, I can be a bait."
"If you want me, I can run."
"Please, I can kill zombies, I can do everything."
The survivors, gathered around these teams, desperately trying to show themselves, hoping to get a chance. But with their current physical fitness, no one will take a fancy to them.
Counting on a scrawny person to help kill zombies, no kidding, with their long-term malnourished appearance, running a few steps is a problem, how to kill zombies?
No one is a philanthropist, and it is not good for the team to carry a burden.
The people in the team were not polite, and whoever came close to entangle them was swept over with a big stick and knocked them to the ground. The unlucky ones never even got up again, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
Gradually, no one dared to dwell on it anymore.
One by one, after showing the approval documents, the teams left the stronghold one after another.
In almost every team, there will be several cars, enough to take the members of the team to the city. The people in the car, each with a serious face, checked their weapons.
If you leave the stronghold, you will face zombies, and who can guarantee that you will come back alive?
In the face of the unknown, no one can laugh.
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"Listen to me, after leaving the stronghold, follow me, don't say anything, don't ask anything."
Lu Chuan had a serious face, he was carrying more than a dozen rebar javelins on his back, a Type 03 automatic rifle in his hand, and two dog-legged knives tied to his thighs, fully armed.
In the community, a total of 55 scientific researchers formed this team.
Luo Changqing and the others all nodded, in the past three days, they were very happy for them, they were able to eat enough, and it was still fragrant and soft rice, they were very content.
Now that they are leaving the stronghold and heading into the unknown, they are apprehensive, but they do not feel afraid.
The worst outcome is just a dead word, so what's there to be afraid of?
Seeing that there was no problem with all the people, Lu Chuan beckoned, and Wu Jiang and Chu Bin ran over: "Boss, what are your orders?" β
"As before, I need someone with a skill." Lu Chuan commanded.
Wu Jiang and Chu Bin nodded, and did not ask Lu Chuan what he wanted these people to do, and what he wanted to do now when he brought out the stronghold. They are smart and know what to ask and what not to ask.
Lu Chuan said: "It's good if there is no problem, I will come back in three days, and I want a result." β
"Yes, boss." Wu Jiang and Chu Bin responded in unison.
With this team, it is difficult not to attract attention when appearing at the exit of the stronghold. Because this team is really shabby, not to mention the rags, except for a few people who have knives, that is, more than a dozen people use weapons such as wooden sticks, and more people are empty-handed.
Such a team is like a beggar.
Weapons and equipment aside, look at the members of the composition, what the hell does this mean?
They were scrawny and scrawny, like a gust of wind that could blow them away. How much combat power can this kind of person have?
Well, it's still acceptable to be skinny.
But what the hell, most of the people in this team are fifty or sixty years old, what the hell is this?
As long as the people who saw this team, they were all stunned, wondering if they were wrong. To say, this strange team can go out to hunt zombies?
Are they trying to snatch food from the zombies, or are they trying to deliver rations to the zombies?
The survivors who had surrounded the hunting team before, trying to fight for a chance, all kept their mouths shut, and they no longer had the crazy energy they had before, let alone chasing.
Such a shabby team like this is the material for death, and they follow by themselves, and they don't even know how to die.
Are they hungry, or they want to survive this winter, but they don't rush to death now, right?
Surprisingly, no one bothered Lu Chuan's team, but many people looked at Lu Chuan. This is not surprising, Lu Chuan is the only one in the team who can handle it, and the rebar javelin he carries is nothing, but the Type 03 automatic rifle in his hand is attractive.
Striding forward, Lu Chuan is not strong, but his muscular body, coupled with the gun in his hand and the rebar javelin he is carrying behind his back, makes people know Lu Chuan's status in this team at first glance.
"This team, this is going to team up to die, right?"
"I'm sure they were killed before they could see the city's tall buildings."
"No weapons, no transportation, no strong men, they're stupid, right?"
The sound of discussion suddenly rang out.
Seeing this humble team, even if they are hungry now, no one wants to join this team. It is better to die early than to die late, at least you can live for a while.
Even the soldiers of the stronghold at the entrance and exit also cast a look of pity.
The dozens of people in this team are in a hurry to reincarnate, and I don't know if they have approval? If there is, I really don't know how the audit department approves it, and this kind of team can also be approved?
Thinking of Li Ruijun, the minister's face, the soldiers guarding the stronghold closed their mouths again and stopped thinking about this matter.
They are just small people in the stronghold, and when people are angry, they can't afford these little people.
Facing all kinds of eyes, Lu Chuan smiled.
"Come on, come on, the team is still short of people, if you want to come, you can come and register, eat fragrant, drink spicy." Lu Chuan shouted mischievously.
Don't they look down on their own team, and they want to disgust them.
"Hey, it's you, look at you so strong, join in, you can contribute to the team." Lu Chuan pointed to a man who was standing relatively close.
It is said to be strong, but in fact, it is the tallest of the short people, and that's it.
Lu Chuan is really not afraid that the other party will agree, and he can't say that he will have one more coolie to come out at that time.
The man who was pointed at by Lu Chuan suddenly turned pale like dirt, kept retreating, and got into the crowd, never daring to make a noise again. Just kidding, I still have a little ration in my hand, who wants to send him to death?
Lu Chuan's eyes swept over, as long as they were seen, they kept retreating, and they didn't have the courage to join this mortal team.
The horror of zombies, this is not so simple as dying, but dying miserably.
As long as you think of being torn apart and devoured by zombies, no one wants to experience this kind of scene.
Of course, there are some who are really not afraid of death.
There are hundreds of people here, but none of them dare to really stand up.
Lu Chuan shook his head, just these cowards, what team do you want to add to hunt zombies and grab food? It's a joke, and I don't even have the courage to do this, even if they add to the team, it's a real burden, and maybe I'll stab you in the back.
"Let's go."
Without paying any more attention to them, Lu Chuan took the lead and walked towards the exit.
Luo Changqing, who followed Lu Chuan, had panic on every face. Now it's really time to leave the stronghold, and there is a deep apprehension in my heart.
Zhao Beijiang patted Luo Changqing on the shoulder, didn't say anything, but followed Lu Chuan to the exit.
Waiting for death here, or to believe in an opportunity, Zhao Beijiang chose the latter.
No matter how bad it is, can there be even worse news waiting for death in the stronghold?
Two days with the people who came here was enough time for them to figure it out. One by one, there was no hesitation, all of them followed behind Zhao Beijiang and left the stronghold.
"That's it, isn't it just a death, and it's enough to live until now."
After a bit of self-irony, Luo Changqing strode to follow.
These gatekeepers who wanted to make it difficult for Lu Chuan, when they saw this batch of documents and badges, after checking that they were true, they could only let Lu Chuan, the team that sent them to death, leave the stronghold.
Knowing that the other party is sending them to death, what are the angry people of themselves with those who are about to die?
Seeing this team drifting away, the soldiers in the stronghold on the wall shook their heads, the cold winter is approaching, and I am afraid that another group of people will die.
Either outside the city, or in the stronghold.
At this time of year, they get busy, not to deal with zombies, but to clean up the dead in the stronghold.
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