The sky is bright and the sun is still rising.
But the whole city was already filled with thick smoke, like a bloody hell.
Zhang Yang woke up from his sleep, feeling a little unreal.
Gunshots could be heard vaguely outside, but the cries of the survivors could not be heard, and the roars of the demonized zombies could not be heard much.
Even looking out of the window, the whole street was so clean that nothing happened except burned down cars.
No blood, nothing.
Because yesterday evening, there were almost zero survivors on the streets.
All the survivors were hiding in the building, shivering while waiting for possible rescue.
But in the Fortress of Doom, it was a completely different scene.
Fatty Daddy, a senior talent, was indeed different. Zhang Yang had already done a lot of things for him just after he had slept, such as recruiting survivors and convincing the group of survivors in the underground parking lot composed of supermarket employees and customers. The survivors also organized the survivors to sort out all the supplies in the supermarkets on the second underground floor and the first floor.
Due to their respective conditions, these survivors cannot be included in the recruitment system of the Doomsday Village Building Order for the time being, but it does not mean that they cannot work.
Zhang Yang didn't have the time or energy to deal with it before, but now it's just right.
Apart from the injured, weak, women and children, the more than 500 survivors can play a pretty good role.
For example, by ten o'clock this morning, they were able to clear out all ten floors of the office building. This was a job that Zhang Yang's 50 construction workers could complete in one day.
"Zhang Yang, wake up. There is one thing I need to discuss with you. I observed this morning that there are still a certain number of survivors around our office building. We have to rescue them all today. After all, there are people Only then can you have everything.”
The fat dad came to the door and said in a very formal tone.
"Boss, the team is ready."
At this time, Mai Tian came over and spoke.
Zhang Yang motioned to the wheat field to wait, "Uncle, rescuing survivors is indeed a big deal, but didn't we agree yesterday that we would visit the factory area again today? You know better than me how important those supplies are."
"I know it very well, but since we have the ability to save those survivors, why not save them? Saving people is like putting out fire. Do we still need to hesitate?"
"That's true, but these are extraordinary times—"
Zhang Yang said halfway, but when he saw the look in Fatty's father's eyes, he finally changed his words and said, "I will arrange it."
"Zhang Yang, you have to make arrangements immediately. If you are late for a minute, you don't know how many people will die, and they are the most important part of our rebuilding civilization." The fat father was very stubborn, and seemed to see Zhang Yang's perfunctory, Just stare at him.
"All right."
Zhang Yang was at his wits end. As the only senior manager of the Doomsday Fortress and not one of those recruited, he had no 100% right to give orders to him.
"Maitian, let Du Chao's sniper team conduct a reconnaissance first. How many survivors are there around here?"
"No need to scout, I can tell you."
The fat dad was so haunted that he directly pulled Zhang Yang to the window, took out a telescope and stuffed it into Zhang Yang's hand.
"I have scouted for you a long time ago. There are fifteen building complexes that can be seen nearby, nine of which are residential areas, one is a school, one is a movie theater, and the remaining four are office buildings similar to ours. , all have survivors, and based on my interactions with them, I am approximately certain that there should be thousands more."
"so much?"
Zhang Yang was stunned.
"A lot? That's a lot. It means tens of thousands of lives in the nearby blocks. If those cauliflowers hadn't done what they did yesterday, there would be at least 10,000 survivors at this moment."
The fat father said sadly and angrily.
At least 80% of the survivors yesterday were tricked out, and then they did not become part of the demon corpse at this moment, but were all eaten.
Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but looked carefully with a telescope. He could indeed see sheets hung on the upper floors of those buildings, with words saying how many people were here and asking for help.
But the demonic corpses that were supposed to be all over the streets were nowhere to be seen. Instead of disappearing, they all hid in the buildings, waiting for their prey to appear. They were much smarter than ordinary zombies, and they also evolved fast enough.
"It was so quiet it felt like a trap."
Zhang Yang suddenly said to himself,
"What?"
Fat dad didn't hear clearly.
"Uncle, I'm afraid things are more complicated and cruel than you think - so you don't have to worry about these, just arrange internal matters. I will handle it here. People must be saved, but how to save this need One way."
Zhang Yang is undoubtedly authentic.
The fat dad hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left.
Zhang Yang watched his back thoughtfully and then picked up the telescope and continued to observe for a while. After a long time, he sneered in his heart. It was certain that there were survivors in the surrounding buildings, and their cry for help was true. Yes, but the problem is - this is really not a biochemical infection model.
Now these survivors are like NPCs. They have hung up sheets asking for help overnight, and even the specific number of people and their locations are marked. This seems normal.
But if a person is frightened, he will hide in a corner quietly like a mouse and not come out for days and nights.
It is not ruled out that there are brave and careful people who hang out the sheets for help, but what about the timid people
so-
"Old Qin, do you think we should rescue these survivors?"
Zhang Yang asked.
"That's right. Saving people is like putting out fires. I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
Qin Mingyue, who was picking her teeth with a toothpick, said without raising her head, "This look and this tone are all fine no matter how you look at it. Even Zhang Yang wouldn't notice it if he wasn't paying attention."
But if Qin Mingyue's tone corresponds to Fatty's father's tone, and then combined with the survivors who appeared outside overnight, Zhang Yang can't help but think of a special kind of demon.
The devil!
A strange demon that can invisibly change a person's inner thoughts. Of course, it is not a blunt change, but following a certain correct idea. For example, at this moment, the survivors think they should ask for help, but it is impossible for all survivors to survive. People who have the courage to hang out their bedsheets have the courage to hang out their bedsheets, but with the help of the devil, they have the courage to hang out their sheets for help.
Another example is Fatty Dad, Qin Mingyue, and all those who have compassion for the survivors. As long as they have this idea, they will think that they should save them.
Such a mind-bending demon should be considered a boss.
It encourages them like this because it hopes to publicize them to rescue survivors, so this must be a trap.
Without saying anything, Zhang Yang went to the weapon modification workshop on the third underground floor.
"Call Zhao Dagang over here."
Zhang Yang ordered, this guy is a captain-level machine gunner who was just promoted yesterday.
"Boss, are you looking for me?"
Soon, the tall and round Zhao Dagang trotted over carrying his light machine gun.
"Put the light machine gun in and continue to strengthen it for you."
"Ah-ok!"
Zhao Dagang was stunned for a moment, and then he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Last night, his light machine gun was strengthened once, and its power was completely different. Now if it is strengthened again, it may be as powerful as a vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun.
Zhang Yang had his own idea. This time he took out 30 units of mortal iron, 3 units of mortal copper, and finally gritted his teeth and took out 0.1 unit of mortal silver and put them in together.
After some operations by skilled workers, the light machine gun did not change significantly, but its weight doubled and its power increased by an unknown amount.
Zhao Dagang held the light machine gun in his hands with great treasure, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "There seems to be something wrong. Is it integrated into one piece and cannot be disassembled?"
"Go try it outside!"
Zhang Yang waved and took Zhao Dagang to the fourth floor, "Just fire two shots."
Zhao Dagang expertly loaded the magazine, lay down, opened the bracket, and turned on the safety. The moment he put his finger on the trigger, Zhang Yang felt that the hair on the back of his neck stood up. It was not that there was any danger, but that it seemed like some kind of power. Awakening or having the floodgates opened. This feeling disappeared in an instant. Looking at Zhao Dagang again, he seemed to be a different person, quickly merging with the aura of the light machine gun and immersed himself in it.
And just when he was about to pull the trigger, Zhang Yang suddenly spoke,
"Don't try. I'll take you somewhere later. From now on, try to hide like a sniper and don't attack easily. But if anything changes, you must obey my order and hit whatever I tell you." What, you know what I mean?”
Zhao Dagang was stunned, "I understand, boss."
A few minutes later, the convoy responsible for transporting supplies set off.
Zhang Yang and Zhao Dagang were also in the convoy. According to the original plan, today would be a very important day. He was supposed to expand the Doomsday Fortress to level 2 today, which was very important.
But he chose to lag temporarily, and instead focused his main efforts on going out to collect supplies.
"Li Meng stays, Tian Bo stays, two armed teams and one engineering team."
"I'll give you 800 rounds of magic-breaking bullets and 4,000 rounds of reloading bullets."
"Contact via radio if necessary."
At the entrance of the underground parking lot, Zhang Yang made simple arrangements and jumped on the doomsday chariot. Last night, Li Dong and the others finally modified three doomsday chariots that were not recognized by the doomsday village building order because they lacked wireless communication devices.
But this is enough.
Four doomsday tanks, two loaders, and forty-five semi-trailers rumbled out of the underground parking lot.
A total of 78 mercenaries, 20 engineers, 20 technical workers, 20 construction workers, and 60 selected truck drivers.
Finally, Zhang Yang said that they would return to the factory area again today. After all, the batch of materials they brought back yesterday was just a drop in the bucket compared to the entire factory area.
If all goes well, he hopes to make more than three round trips today.
"Help! Help!"
As soon as the motorcade drove out of the corner, a man suddenly appeared from the top of a building, waving sheets in his hand and shouting wildly and shrilly.
And there are more than one. There are survivors popping up in the buildings along the street. I don’t know how they escaped last night
On the doomsday chariot, Wheatfield, Zhao Dagang and others all looked back at Zhang Yang who closed his eyes to rest, but hesitated to speak. After all, they were at the captain level and had greater resistance to the mind-bending demon.
"Carpenter, you should save them. There is strength in numbers."
Qin Mingyue spoke. Zhang Yang would not let this guy out of his sight now, so he had to take him with him even when he went out.
But now, Zhang Yang took out his ears and asked with a puzzled look,
"Can you repeat what you just said?"
"I said - we should save them!" Qin Mingyue was confused, but she said it again seriously.
"The engine is too loud. What did you say? Didn't you have breakfast?"
Zhang Yang continued to yell.
"I asked, can you save people first?" Qin Mingyue almost shouted.
"What? What are you talking about? Treat illnesses and save lives. Who is sick? We don't have a doctor!" Zhang Yang was even more puzzled.
"Let me tell you, carpenter, your ears are stuffed with chicken feathers. I said, well, I just said -"
Qin Mingyue was obviously slow, because at this time the motorcade had already rushed out of the street.
"You just said that you want to save people? Okay, Wheatfield, give Lao Qin a gun and hundreds of bullets. You are a lone hero. I am optimistic about you. You might be able to save your son's mother." Zhang Yang said with a smile. .
"Save people? I, don't be kidding, those demon corpses are hidden in the building, like ant eggs in an ant nest. Whoever goes in will die. However, I was too tired last night. This state is a bit... I’m confused, I’ll take a nap first.”
Qin Mingyue curled her lips and continued to take a nap to catch up on her sleep.
"Maitian, from now on you are the commander-in-chief, and Sun Cheng is the deputy commander. We will continue to go to the factory area to collect supplies according to the original plan. Pay attention to safety. Zhao Dagang, follow me."
Zhang Yang said quickly, and at the moment the chariot turned the corner, he opened the door, jumped out together with Zhao Dagang, and quickly disappeared into a forest.