readx(); Half a month later, it is already the end of December 2015, and in two days it will be the New Year, which is also the first New Year in the end of the century, which is of great significance.
At this moment, the survivor base in Shangjing is already extremely lively, and there is an endless stream of people. Many troops who have gone out have returned, and all officers who have gone out have been recalled. Even the surrounding survivors who are seeking higher combat power or resources are no longer running around. Back to base.
The Shangjing Survivor Base, the largest base in China, is now overflowing with people. Never before have so many humans gathered here at the same time. Under the call of the top leader, a major annual celebration ceremony was prepared. The entire base distributed food and Daily necessities, of course, are not enough compared to the excitement of the civilized era, but for this desperate end of the world, it is not easy to do so in the first New Year of the end of the century.
When Chu Han stepped into the Shangjing base, it coincided with the distribution of the last batch of food. The base that was finally established was instantly filled with people. The long road was full of people. Some people even walked in for a free food distribution. Standing in line on the street in the early morning.
"New here? Pay attention to the rules and regulations of the base." The base guard who released him looked at Chu Han up and down and let him in without much obstruction. There were too many people returning to Beijing recently, and they were too busy to inquire and investigate one by one. Basically A few words of warning would allow him to be released, which was exactly what Chu Han intended.
Stepping into this base again after many years, Chu Han was in a daze for a moment. A large-scale zombie siege took place here in his previous life. His college roommates Fang Rong and Deng Weibo were born in that battle. Death.
That battle took place in the future, but for Chu Han, it was eight years ago, and the memory is still fresh.
There was a dense crowd in front of him, and the road was severely blocked. Chu Han frowned and took a look. The military headquarters in his memory was in the center of the base. With so many people in front of him, it would be difficult to get past, unless he walked on the roof.
Chu Han raised his head and glanced at the buildings on both sides, and then immediately rejected his previous thoughts. There was a sniper at regular intervals on the roofs on both sides. If he made any wrong move at this moment, he would be regarded as a murderer. Living targets, sniper rifles, there were so many of them at once, even if his combat power at this time was comparable to that of a fifth-level evolved person, he couldn't handle them.
"Are you leaving?" A person behind him yelled at Chu Han in a low voice: "If it weren't for the officers watching you, you would have died a long time ago. Move forward quickly!"
"You can't jump in line if you're paralyzed! The people in front are just standing still!"
Whispered curses passed into Chu Han's ears, giving him a headache. He stepped forward, and Chu Han stood helplessly in the crowd, thinking that he could only take this path in the past, and now he can only take it as he wants. Moving with the flow of people, it is almost impossible to move even an inch, which makes people feel irritated.
After queuing for a long time, when the number of people in the group finally reduced to a normal flow of people, Chu Han walked to the front. The soldier wearing a military coat took out a package from the side and stuffed it into Chu Han's hand. He spoke quickly and without explanation: " Next one, hurry up!”
Chu Han swallowed what he said. His mouth twitched as he picked up the bag and left. There was a down jacket to keep out the cold and food that an ordinary person could eat for two days. However, the food was cold and hard, so the down jacket should They are supplies collected from the city. The key is that this down jacket belongs to a woman...
Just when Chu Han was about to sneak directly into the center of the base along the road, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder, and a slightly familiar voice came from beside him: "Chu Han?"
His pupils shrank suddenly, and Chu Han instantly turned around to look. He was a young man in ragged clothes. His hair was as dirty as a beggar's, and his clothes were in tatters. He was probably the kind of survivor living at the bottom of this base.
But this person's voice made Chu Han's heart skip a beat: "Deng Weibo?"
"Follow me." Deng Weibo's voice was very soft. After it rang in Chu Han's ears, he couldn't help but squeeze into a nearby alley with a lot of traffic.
Chu Han cautiously glanced at the soldiers around him and quickly followed. At the same time, countless questions popped up in his mind. How could Deng Weibo dress like a refugee? Isn't his father an officer at the Shangjing Survivor Base
Deng Weibo in front was very fast, walking very fast in the crowded alley. He seemed to be particularly familiar with this area. He didn't care about the abuse and dissatisfaction of the people around him after bumping into people, and he pushed forward in a rampant manner.
Chu Han quickly followed Deng Weibo's footsteps in front of him. He didn't exchange a word in the middle. It was obvious that Deng Weibo was very cautious. Not long after, the two came to a low house. It was said that the house was a bit exaggerated, but A room smaller than a warehouse.
The surroundings were dirty and messy, exuding a foul smell. The houses around them were similar to the ones in front of them. Most of the people living there were people dressed similarly to Deng Weibo. When they saw him coming with Chu Han, they all looked at him with ill intentions. With his gaze, Chu Han even saw a dirty rat darting past in the corner.
This is a refugee camp, and it is also the most chaotic place in the Shangjing Survivor Base. Not to mention those noble evolvers who will not set foot here, even the military has given up control here, as long as these refugees do not go to other urban areas to cause trouble. , I don’t care what happens here.
Deng Weibo glanced coldly at the group of people around him, and then opened the big lock outside the house. Suddenly, an extremely unpleasant stench hit his face, making Chu Han couldn't help but frown.
"Come in, this is where I live." Deng Weibo walked directly into the house without any discomfort.
Chu Han's eyes flashed with doubts and he followed in. The room was very crowded, and the small space itself was occupied by a pile of garbage. To Chu Han, these things were garbage, but to Deng Weibo, they were necessary for life. Supplies, and even many items can be exchanged for food.
"It's really you, Chu Han." Deng Weibo sat on the ground opposite Chu Han and gave Chu Han the only chair in the room. A poignant smile appeared on his muddy face: "We Haven’t seen you for half a year.”
"What happened?" Chu Han frowned and observed the room, absolutely unable to accept that Deng Weibo's life was so miserable.
"Ha!" Deng Weibo sneered, his eyes hidden under his dirty face flashing with a fierce light: "My parents were killed!"
"What?" Chu Han was stunned for a moment, then startled.
In the previous life, Deng Weibo did not have such tragic events. At that time, he and Fang Rong directly entered the rich area of Shangjing base. Although they died in the zombie siege in the end, it was two years later, at least when the apocalypse broke out. Their life in the first two years was not very difficult.
But now Deng Weibo appears in front of Chu Han in this image, but it is completely different from the trajectory of his previous life. What is going on
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