It is impossible for everyone to starve to death in a stronghold.

Under hunger, even the weakest person can do crazy things.

There are still 10 kilometers to the base, and many survivors can be seen moving here. Some of them were digging wild vegetables, looking for anything to eat.

A sporadic collection of survivors has scavenged through the buildings in the vicinity in the hope of finding something to eat.

Over the years, the result was that there was nothing edible within a radius of twenty or thirty kilometers from the base. Even the bark and grass roots were dug up and eaten by the survivors.

Those who have the strength will go further afield, or enter the city.

It's just that the number of zombies in the city, as well as the appearance of alienated zombies, not everyone has this strength.

Walking in these places, Lu Chuan has a problem, why they don't farm?

With the flatness here, it's better to plant anything than to be hungry right now, right? But when Lu Chuan saw it, it was a barren land, and the fields were full of weeds.

Although they saw the survivors, Chubin and the others did not dare to be careless, and they still remained vigilant.

"Woo......"

Suddenly, a palpitating sound was heard in the distance.

Hearing this kind of voice, while their faces changed drastically, Chu Bin reacted quickly, without any hesitation, just looking for the closest place where they could hide, and rushed in.

Lu Chuan's movements were a beat slower, after all, he hadn't experienced it, and he didn't know what it meant.

Chu Bin looked nervous, but he still asked Lu Chuan to do the same.

In fact, with the zombie suit, Lu Chuan is not very worried about the zombies that come, as long as he does not die, these zombies will treat themselves as ordinary members.

Just after hiding, a small black dot appeared in the sky.

The survivors, who had been searching for food before, looked like crazy, looking for any place where they could hide.

Some survivors covered themselves in a camouflage suit made of weeds, and then lay on their stomachs in the grass or in some corners.

"Woo ......"

Loud noises, whistling by.

When Lu Chuan looked up, what he saw made Lu Chuan dumbfounded.

Humanoid, arms with huge fleshy membranes attached to the body, forming wings. Their hands and feet have been transformed into sharp claws, more like a demon or a batman.

They have hideous faces, wrinkled skin, and a strong rot.

A slightly open mouth full of long, pointed teeth.

"What the hell is this?"

Lu Chuan was a little stunned, there was still such a zombie? Looking at this form, it should be this kind of flying zombie that evolved after the mutation?

As if patrolling the territory, these demon-form flying corpses swept by.

"It's bloodthirsty claws."

Chu Bin, who was frightened, whispered, as if he found that he had made a sound, and he covered his mouth with his hand in panic.

"Woo......"

Another terrible whining sound, as if a target had been found, this group of bloodthirsty claws, like a tornado in the sky, swooped down from the sky.

Only some of the survivors who had been hiding before were seen, and they roared and ran for their lives, only to be overtaken by these bloodthirsty claws, who swooped down from the air and overwhelmed them.

Sharp teeth bite down, and their hands and feet are clawed, like eight-clawed spiders, crushing people to death.

Dozens of bloodthirsty claws swooped down, devouring the hapless survivors in an instant, leaving only the red-stained streets.

Now Lu Chuan finally knows why the survivors have no way to farm, this apocalypse is not like the apocalypse in Resident Evil. The types and numbers of zombies here are even more numerous and mixed.

With these bloodthirsty claws, it's enough to make any survivor exposed to the wild desperate.

What's more, the more massive flying zombie I saw in the biochemical factory before is the existence that is so strong that it explodes.

In this environment, the living space of human beings can be imagined.

If you dare to leave the stronghold, you must always be ready to die.

In such a harsh environment, if you don't really starve to death, who will come to this outside world?

…………

It took more than half an hour for the group of bloodthirsty claws to leave.

The whole sky returned to calm, and it was a blue sunny day.

The survivors who had been hiding before appeared one after another, and they seemed to be numb to all this, and no one had any expression on their faces. And then he threw himself into this great cause of sweeping.

As long as it works, it will be their goal.

…………

The wall in front of him, which was almost twenty meters high, gave Lu Chuan the feeling that he had become a little small.

In the distance, a number of armed men patrolling it could be seen.

The terrain is open, and the survivors have cleared all the buildings and woods in the vicinity to create a flat area. The good thing is that on the high fence, you can see everything for several kilometers.

No matter how zombies appear, they can be spotted quickly.

Survivors who travel back and forth will also be monitored by the wall, and will be watched all the time as long as they appear.

Lu Chuan and his party of three, like this kind of scattered survivors, there are many, and they do not carry heavy weapons, after discovering them, the armed personnel on the wall will not pay attention to Lu Chuan and them.

The combination of three young people, in their opinion, is blood and qi Fang Gang, who does not know whether to live or die.

It was absolute luck that they came back alive.

When the prison approached the entrance and exit gate of the stronghold, Chu Bin and the two of them were a little cowering.

"What's going on?"

"We, we don't pay taxes on food."

Looking at the chops on the wall, Chu Bin's faces were even paler. At this angle, the giant crossbow can be seen, with steel arrows with barbs, sharpened and emitting a cold light.

Once a zombie approaches, these giant crossbows made with modern technology are enough to nail the alienated zombie to the ground.

The giant arrow, which is more than two meters long, makes people tremble.

Paying taxes, what is the situation, Lu Chuan doesn't understand.

However, Lu Chuan is not short of food, and what he needs now is to go in, so Lu Chuan said directly: "I helped you out of this share." ”

Hearing Lu Chuan say this, Chu Bin's faces eased.

Food is important, but if they don't enter the stronghold, they will always be in danger. Maybe at any point, they will die outside and become food for zombies.

Near the gate of the wall, four armed men were stationed. And above, there were more than a dozen guns aimed at Lu Chuan and the three of them. Any change will be beaten into a sieve.

"Bring it."

An armed man beckoned to Lu Chuan, and the other three people were holding guns, seemingly relaxed, but in fact, Lu Chuan knew that any abnormal movement would usher in their fastest shot.

Lu Chuan's current appearance is actually a bit strong.

Carrying a bag of rebar javelins, he looks very good.

Lu Chuan handed over the bag of grain in his hand to the other party, and let the other party take out half of it.

Half of it was taken out, and the armed man laughed: "Yo, the harvest is good, no wonder you dare to leave the stronghold." Some people who can't do their own thing, their fate is either eaten by zombies, or nothing is gained. There is no food tax to pay, and it is not allowed to enter the stronghold, and in the end it is a dead end. These people deserve to die, do they really think that anyone can go out hunting? ”

Lu Chuan took the bag back, nodded, and led Chu Bin and them across the gate.

The six-meter-wide wall is completely comparable to the Great Wall.

Walking in the dark doorway, Lu Chuan knew why taxes were being collected in the stronghold. In fact, it is a kind of restriction that restricts survivors from going out hunting, and under this tax system, only those who can afford it dare to do so.

It's easy to get out, but if you want to go back to the base, if you can't find food, you're not allowed to come back.

If you really want to enter the stronghold, but you can't hand over the food, there is only one result, and that is to become a slave.

Slaves, a product that has disappeared for an unknown number of centuries, appear in these last days, but it makes sense. Without order, human nature can be infinitely magnified, and it is not strange to have anything beyond imagination.

Lu Chuan didn't care about this, but walked into the stronghold with apprehension.

"Survivors, strongholds...... I'm finally here. In his heart, Lu Chuan couldn't help but let out a shout.

This stronghold actually surrounded a small town and turned it into a huge place of survival.

A straight avenue that runs through the entire stronghold.

In the center of the avenue, residential buildings are built on both sides of the avenue, and through small alleys, you can lead to the community at the back. Residential buildings are densely packed.

What caught Lu Chuan's eyes was not prosperity, but desertion.

Countless former shops are still signboarded, but the doors are closed, or the doors have been smashed and opened, and you can see some survivors rolling inside, like a corpse sleeping inside, motionless.

For this, Lu Chuan is completely black.

Like how many people are here, the composition of the forces, etc., who controls this stronghold, and to what extent is the level of firepower.

Lu Chuan didn't know anything about all this.

Entering here, Lu Chuan wandered around aimlessly, and he needed to observe the entire stronghold.

Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, after entering the stronghold, followed Lu Chuan inch by inch. In this last days, it is really difficult to meet Lu Chuan, a person who is willing to help them, rather than being indifferent and ruthless.

From Lu Chuan's actions and strength of the tendering gun, Chu Bin knew that Lu Chuan was definitely an alien and belonged to the new human race.

The aliens are the strong men of the human race, and only by following them can they ensure their survival.

followed all the way, and seeing that Lu Chuan had no objection, they followed all the way with apprehension on their faces. They were really afraid that Lu Chuan would suddenly let them go away.

This town is not small, and according to Lu Chuan's observation, it should be about the same size as a county seat.

And the survivors, there is no way to count them.

Who knows how many people are in the house as if waiting to die, and how many people die in the house, rotting and stinking and no one cares? This world is indifferent, and you don't have the luxury of expecting someone to reach out and pull you.

Perhaps conscience, kindness, and soft-heartedness will occur within six months or a year of the last days.

But with the harsh environment and the betrayal and distrust between people, years have passed, and any kindness in those who are still alive has turned into cruelty.