"After the end of the world, people with supernatural powers first developed a fever before they developed superpowers. My fever is different from others. They only burned for one night, but I have been burning for a long time, and waited for many days after the end of the world. Only after the fever subsided, I found out that the power seems to be different from the first-level power of others." He Zizhong knew that Fang Hao and himself were not as strong as ordinary people, and the people in the Samsara team were not ordinary people, so they could naturally see The two of them have some skills, but even so, their team is not without abilities. The two of them are obviously stronger than the power users in their team, which is a bit abnormal.
If the two of you don't talk, it's fine if they don't ask, but if someone has doubts in their hearts, or guesses something randomly, it's better to give them an answer in advance to save the trouble of cooperation afterwards.
"No wonder... Ah! I heard that there are people who have a high fever after the end of the world. The situation is somewhat similar to yours, but they have a high fever for a few hours a day. The rest of the time, although their physical strength is not good, they can still move."
Surely there is such a person? !
He Zizhong was excited for a while, and he felt that his previous high fever was not a special case, and other people must have a similar situation.
"Oh? Who is that?"
"In the army, I heard from my former comrades in arms." Guo Bing had some ways in the army, but the relationship was not so hard that he could find others to open up privileges. He had planned to use his relationship if he couldn't find a house for a while, but he didn't expect He Zizhong to be able to help them.
"If the time of fever every day is short, maybe it will be slower than my recovery speed... Maybe if you are lucky, those people will be able to directly activate the second and third-level abilities as soon as they recover." He Zizhong said with a smile. , If you guessed correctly, those people may recover their bodies and activate second-level powers in about September or October, just like their previous lives.
Of course, the possibility of early recovery is not ruled out. Anyway, before I left the base in my previous life, I heard that there was a second-level ability person in the base, and maybe it was one of these people whose fever persisted.
"Then they can make a profit. I heard that they thought that those people had no mutation, and they were brothers who had a good relationship at ordinary times, so they were quietly raised in a special ward... Second-level ability." Guo Bing sighed, ordinary people I will always envy those "special powerhouses" with abilities, but fortunately, their skills are not bad, much stronger than ordinary weak chickens with abilities.
When the three arrived at the headquarters of the reincarnation team, the people of the reincarnation team were already ready to go. A large truck was parked in front of his villa, and more than a dozen modified bulletproof off-road vehicles, large and small, were parked in the large courtyard of the villa. Among them, Guo Bing's predator was particularly powerful and conspicuous.
"Did you get the car? Well, let's go!" The people who traveled with the car in Samsara had already prepared their things, and there were only a few housekeepers left. He Zizhong glanced at them and found the rest. Among them were three fourteen-fifteen-year-old boys, and two women. One is a young woman in her twenties, and the other is an aunt in her fifties. I don't know whose family members they are. In addition to these apparently incompetent people, Samsara also left three capable people in charge of housekeeping together.
For this time out, Samsara divided half of its staff to collect beds, cabinets, furniture and other things, and the rest and He Zizhong were responsible for clearing the zombies.
The group didn't save much ammunition. Of course, if they encountered Xiaobo zombies, they would still focus on close combat. If they encounter a large wave of zombies, He Zizhong and the two will practice long-range shooting with the people from Samsara.
This operation lasted for three or four days. Except for the first day of the operation, when everyone returned to the base to send furniture once in the evening, after going out on the second day, everyone simply fought outside for more than two days, killing zombies and harvesting. Nuclei are numerous.
In the meantime, the dry food brought by the people of the Samsara team really contained the kind of cakes that were produced by the base that were so hard that they could smash people to death.
On the evening of the fourth day, everyone temporarily settled in a slab building close to the base. He Zizhong held Wangyuan and observed the situation outside the window solemnly.
"Good stuff." Guo Bing held a tin of tea in one hand and two cigarettes in the other. His happy expression made Chen Ning, who was sitting next to him, stagger in the opposite direction with extremely contemptuous eyes.
Turning around, He Zizhong sat back next to Fang Hao: "The situation with the zombies outside is a bit wrong."
"Huh? What? Are there mutant zombies?" Guo Bing was stunned for a moment, and quickly stopped the obscene gesture of rubbing his face against the cigarette. They have been collecting zombies near the urban area on the side of the base these days. For some unknown reason, they have never encountered high-level zombies. Only a steady stream of first-level zombies have come to send crystal cores.
He Zi shook his head and said, "It's not the mutant zombies, but the wrong number of first-level zombies."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Handing the binoculars to Guo Bing, He Zizhong explained: "Before we went into the city to find things, or killed zombies in the periphery in the past two days, generally speaking, the number of zombies in a place is limited, let's clean up a place, It will take at least a long time before zombies from other places come to that place one after another. But now that we have killed so many zombies, the number of zombies has never been less..."
Guo Bing was stunned for a moment. He just thought that the zombies had been playing very smoothly these days, and there were always zombies sent to the door so that everyone could unscrupulously let go of their hands and feet to clean up. Now that I think about it, something is really wrong.
Picking up the binoculars and looking outside, the post-apocalyptic urban area is completely dark, there are no stars in the sky, and there are scattered light rains, but even so, you can still distinguish the zombies that are surging and walking on the ground. They... are almost all slowly approaching in this direction!
"What's the situation?! Why are so many zombies coming towards us?!"
Chen Ning also got up and walked to the window to observe.
"Maybe... it's not our direction." He Zi said solemnly.
Before he could explain, Chen Ning suddenly said, "It's the base!"
"Base?" Guo Bing looked at Chen Ning and He Zizhong in confusion.
He Zizhong nodded: "Yes, I also think it is the base."
"Base? Why?"
Chen Ning frowned: "There are a lot of people in the base, maybe the zombies are targeting people in the base."
He Zizhong nodded again: "Actually, when we fought zombies before, we could find that these ordinary zombies not only respond to sounds, but are also very sensitive to smells, just like the warehouse No. 31 we passed by in the warehouse area before. With so many people gathered in the base, presumably to the zombies, it should be like a pile of big meals put into a plate, right?"
Guo Bing's face also sank, and he put the tea can in his arms on the table: "I'm afraid there are no more living people in the city now..."
"The team that goes out will also leave the smell along the way when they go back." Chen Ning fixed the interface, "Before, only a small group of zombies appeared around the base from time to time, but now..." Outside, in the dark night, the throbbing seemed to be dark. Zombie teams like a long river are rushing towards the base in an endless stream.
"It's no wonder that the base changed its regulations before, and it even added a clause 'in the event of a crisis in the base, everyone must be compelled to participate in defense and protection'!" Guo Bing waved his fist and shook his head with a sneer, "It seems that they have foreseen it long ago. It's a possibility, but it's just not directly raised."
"What now?" Chen Ning looked at him.
"Go back early!"
Several people estimated the movement speed of the zombies, combined with their location and the performance of their own vehicles, and decided to set off back to the base at 5:00 in the morning tomorrow morning. Anyway, let the team members who have been fighting zombies for the past few days have a good night's rest and support. Drive again with energy.
In the early morning of the next day, as several people speculated, the number of zombies outside became the same as the previous day... No, it should be said that there are more zombies than the previous two days!
The group just went downstairs to get into the car, and the zombies not far away became excited collectively, waving their arms and rushing towards them - "Get in the car, don't fight, go back to the base immediately!" Guo Bing made a decisive decision.
A group of people hurriedly ran into the car. Two of them moved slowly and were almost caught by the zombies. Fortunately, the people in the car next to them found it, and after a few shots, they brought down the nearby zombies.
"Ah! It hit my arm!" A man suddenly clutched his arm and struggled back into the car.
The convoy set off and quickly drove towards the base.
Knowing from the walkie-talkie that someone in the team was injured, Guo Bing immediately ordered, "Give him a bandage first to see if the bullet remains in the body." Guo Bing was relieved when he learned that the bullet was just a scratch, but his brows were still Can not help but wrinkled.
"What's the matter?" Chen Ning asked in a low voice, seeing that his expression was not very good.
"Don't forget the rules of the base, the injured people have to wait outside the base for six hours even if the zombie virus was not detected at the time... But the zombies at the back..." The number of zombies became more and more, in case they died within six hours. If you rush to the base, once the troops stationed on the outside are evacuated, those who stay in the waiting area outside... may not be able to return to the base!
Chen Ning's expression also changed, and he could only comfort him: "Maybe I can survive it, but if it doesn't work, I'll find a way to find someone to help me in..." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Ask him where his injuries are? If you wrap it tightly, you might be able to get in."
The injured person was Zhang Xiaoming. The child ran two steps slower than the others with blood and mold, so he was shot by his companion...
"Don't worry, boss, he doesn't have bullets in his arms, I'll tie him up a bit and change a coat to get in." The teammates in the same car responded, and then a screeching voice came from the walkie-talkie—"Wang Tong you You bastard, it's not your arm, you don't know how distressed you are?! Do you want to strangle me with so much energy?!"
"Okay, listening to your confidence, you probably won't lose too much blood and hang up." Guo Bing laughed, and the people in the other cars also relaxed.