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My Doomsday Territory - Chapter 367

Published at 23rd of January 2021 09:38:05 PM


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In two days, Nanqing Intelligence Department, Lan Qingya brought more than a dozen headquarters intelligence officers, and some staff members of the municipal government quickly acted. Hundreds of meters of survivors have been recruited one after another through common and unusual means such as flyers, small advertisements, and rumors.

There is no push, but it is distributed in various strongholds in the slums, each strongholding dozens of survivors.

More people were eliminated during the screening process.

There are obviously more survivors in the slums, in the backyard of a bar, in and out of these two days.

"Really sweet!"

After Tang Wenliang took the last bite of compressed dry food, he couldn't help licking the dross left at the corner of his mouth and sighed.

On his side, a survivor, also sitting against the wall, nodded in agreement:

"I thought it would be good to have a full meal. I didn't expect it to be so delicious. I seem to have tasted beef. I haven't remembered how long I haven't tasted beef."

Compressed dry food is slightly larger than a pack of ordinary biscuits and looks unremarkable.

In the beginning,

After passing the screening, Tang Wenliang was somewhat disappointed when he received such a pack of compressed dry food from an expressionless man.

It was less than a slap, and the thickness was very thin. The dry food wrapped in white transparent film paper was hesitant, and it was not a pound.

But Tang Wenliang didn't complain.

The other survivors who passed the initial screening did not, and did not dare to complain-they were only the bottom-level survivors.

A bag of dry food, although it looks small, is a pleasant surprise.

When Tang Wenliang tore open the outer packaging and bite a bite towards the corners of the square dry food, when chewing in the mouth.

The rich scent erupted from the mouth instantly. The small horned dry grain squirmed on the tip of the tongue and tasted repeatedly for a long time until the rich scent disappeared.

Delicious is only a trivial part.

After digesting for a moment, Tang Wenliang was surprised to find out that a stream of heat was flowing from the stomach, infiltrating the internal organs and flowing through the limbs.

Hungry for a long time, the already very weak body, under the action of this heat flow, actually slowly recovered.

He drank only a third of that dry grain, and felt the feeling of fullness after a long absence.

Full of food, Tang Wenliang looked at survivors like him in the big room.

There were twenty or thirty people, each of whom was assigned a compressed biscuit, and a thick coat. At this moment, he was tightly wrapped. In this cold weather, he finally felt the warmth.

Eat and dress, it can't be the devil who eats people.

The hanging heart also let go.

Just wondering, what did this group recruit them for? I am also worried that the good life may leave at any time.

...

Hai Honghui pushed open the door, and the two intelligence officers who were inside the room nodded at him in tribute.

He clapped his hands, a loud voice, attracted the attention of the survivors, either sitting or lying down.

"A lot of people are wondering what we do and what you are going to do in the future, and it is under confidentiality regulations. I can't say yet."

Seeing that some people were numb and some were disappointed, Hai Honghui didn't care, paused, and continued, "But you don't need to worry about it, you who have passed the initial screening are the most disadvantaged and can also have a share to support yourself. As long as you work hard enough, and some of you can change your destiny from now on, I don't say much about it, you can all see it in the near future. "

"Soon, you will leave Nanqing with us. If you have family members, please report in advance."

No one answered, no one moved, and the atmosphere seemed dull.

But Tang Wenliang was fiery.

...

"These survivors are too lifeless."

Hai Honghui, who pushed in, shook his head.

In the room, there are several intelligence personnel, this is the hub, and can receive news from most of the bases in Nanqing.

Lan Qingya also met those survivors. "Some people may not believe our words. Some are just for food. They are probably accustomed to eating and waiting for their lives. When they reach the green shade, they hope that the people from the city council will bring those people to life. Concept, turn around. "

She just sighed a little and soon went into work. "At present, there are 351 talents in runes, but the number of newly added people through screening is getting less and less ... and although our means are hidden But after all, there are hundreds of survivors moving, maybe they will attract the attention of the local forces in Nanqing ... "

After a pause, she said, "I decided to take the first batch of high-talent talents to Green shade."

The bar, the No. 1 base, the survivors staying here are also the highest quality talents in the initial screening.

These 20 or 30 people are even more important than the other 300 or so people.

Hai Honghui frowned. "These survivors are not fast enough. Green shade is far from here. I don't know how dangerous it is along the way. Even if all the people you bring are dispatched, it is difficult to bring them to the shelter intact ... and , When you leave, my staff will be nervous. "

"Unless you take a car, but ... you know, since the weather has changed, the vehicle has become more and more difficult to handle, and even if there is a vehicle to transport survivors, it takes a lot of time to return, and now the failure rate of vehicles is high. It's better to wait for the railway line between the two places to connect and then send people over, then it will be easy. "

Lan Qingya shook her head:

"I know that only the railway of Luyin and Nanqing will not be connected so early. Ordinary talents will be sent after the railway is opened in the future. However, the sooner these talents are sent to the shelter, the sooner they can be trained Get a few rune masters. "

When it comes to Luyin, there are still a few screenings. These people may not all be top talents in runes.

However, among the twenty or thirty people, a few stand out and become rune masters, the probability is still quite high.

"So I'm going to contact the Guard Corps and ask them to dispatch a rhino chariot to pick them up."

"Rhino chariot? Is that armored vehicle weighing tens of tons, like a steel beast?"

Hai Honghui's level is enough, he knows a lot of hidden in the shade, and knows that he shelters all two of the best tanks.

Floating chariot, and rhino chariot.

Relatively speaking, the rhino chariot is a grade lower than the floating chariot, but it is even larger, like a combination of tanks and personnel carriers, taking into account both combat effectiveness and number of people.

It is reported that there are no more than ten rhino chariots in the garrison.

"If you can tell them to send a rhino chariot, it's stable."

...

The next day.

Lan Qingya convened several members of the intelligence department, plus two members of the municipal department responsible for organizing order, and with twenty or thirty survivors, one after another walked out of the bar.

The survivor, who had recovered his strength, no longer faltered, and spent ten minutes walking on the main road that could accommodate two cars in parallel.

It is also the only lane in the slum area.

A rusty bus stopped at the roadside, and Hai Honghui jumped out of the car.

"Don't think this car is broken. It's not easy to find a big car this year. At least you will be sent to the North Gate. No problem."

He said, patted the car shell in hand, the fine iron filings fell down, and the bus shook, as if it might fall apart at any time.

Hai Honghui: "..."

...

Tang Wenliang and other survivors boarded the bus in turn and found seats one by one.

Hai Honghui acted as the driver. Lan Qingya sat in the first row, and with a few weak “bursting” sounds, the bus finally started, shaking and trembling, driving on a road that was not spacious.

Be careful to avoid pedestrians. Occasionally, there are vehicles passing on the road. Most of them are welded with reinforced armored vehicles, and buses are also welded with iron bars, which is not conspicuous.

It just seems that the horsepower is insufficient and the driving condition is fast and slow, which makes people worry about how long this rusty bus can support.

Lan Qingya originally wanted the survivors to walk to the North Gate, but the Nanqing Shelter is not small in size. It also has a distance of 2-3 kilometers from the slum to the North Gate.

These survivors have a slow footwork, and even if they are scattered, they can easily attract the attention of others.

Thoughts flow,

In a blink of an eye, the bus had arrived at the gate of the city. Hai Honghui took out a chamber of commerce to prove that after a moment, without any obstruction, the bus drove out of the Nanqing shelter.

Many agricultural crops were also planted outside the city walls in Nanqing, but from time to time they were harassed by demonized beasts, most of them were ruined, and a few also looked sick and stunted.

There is not much grain in the first season. Nanqing still has to buy food from the shade.

At this time, it was not the peak of going out of the city in the morning. There were still many awakened people who carried weapons and went out of the shelter to kill the demonized beasts. After earning Yuan Jing, they could enjoy the flowers and wine for days.

Compared with the awakened, the survivors living in the slums seem to live in another world.

These people on the bus did not know how long they had not stepped out of the towering city walls. Once a number of survivors had taken up the waste-harvesting profession, as the surrounding areas were repeatedly proven, they gradually disappeared into history.

The wilderness outside, the sky and old trees, the grass is too high, and the wind blows, making people feel strange.

The bus was moving slowly, and the bumpy road shook the body.

After driving out of the main road and driving for a few minutes, the other awakenings gradually disappeared.

"Let's get here, as long as the people in the garrison are nearby, they will receive the coordinates."

Lan Qingya took out the beacon to activate, a circle of invisible fluctuations spread out from the light red square in her hands.

Hai Honghui nodded.

Some could not stand the air in the car, he jumped out of the car, the coffee soul was about to move, but he couldn't find the materials that could be prepared.

"Be sure to bring it with you next time you go out."

He muttered, leaning against the door of the car, his lazy body suddenly straightened, his gaze fixed on the distant woods.

The breath of the awkward awakening appears in his perception.

A group of awakened men wearing uniform fighting suits, with weapons hanging around their waists and holding guns, stepped out of the woods and surrounded the bus in an instant.

As a head, a young man in a combat suit with three red lines drawn on his arm, stepped forward and screamed, "We are members of the Nanqing Guard. Now I suspect that you are a cult member, and I will get off the car for inspection!"

On the bus, the survivors rioted.

This uniform they know represents the Nanqing Sanctuary, and it also represents the supreme power. Even the other awakened adults, just in the presence of these uniformed people, are just obedient.

People in the slums do not understand the world of the awakened people. They only feel afraid. It is the fear of the people at the bottom that they are in charge of killing the power class. Some people have already instinctively stood up and prepared to get out of the car. an examination.

Tang Wenliang looked at a few people who should also be awakeners in the car, and then looked at the members of the guard who surrounded them and had already turned on their weapons. They could only calm down.

Two city ministry personnel remained in the car, Lan Qingya and five other intelligence personnel stepped out of the car and faced the Nanqing guards.

There are only seven awakenings on one side, dressed in different costumes.

On one side, there are dozens of people equipped.

The captain of the guard, the smile at the corner of his mouth finally aroused, "All get out of the car for inspection, rest assured, we will not let any cult member off, but we will not injustice any good person."

He really did not intend to frame these people as cult members, but only by using his head to detain the survivors on the bus.

Although they are all waste survivors who do not have the skills, since they can be seen by the shaded people, it is necessary to cut off the beard.

The captain believes that there must be something hidden in this group of things that they did not find.

The atmosphere is dignified,

Lan Qingya snorted coldly, awakening the horrible breath, which erupted in an instant, like a gust of wind, photographed towards the faces of the guard members.

The hair flying in the back of her head fluttered, her gaze glanced over, and the guards backed up again and again.

The captain cursed inwardly, but was also deterred by the breath-he himself was only awake to the seventh level!

The momentum is not weak, "what do you want to do! Believe me or not, you can transfer the top 300 from the wall!"

"This way, leave the survivors in the car and you can leave." He confessed to the steps below.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

The survivors on the bus shivered.

Hai Honghui also exhaled seven breaths, and other members of the intelligence department have put their hands on their weapons.

...

Lan Qingya knew clearly that secretly recruiting talents was eventually discovered by Nanqing.

But also expected.

She has already been authorized by the director.

The talents who can be obtained cannot be compromised. The reason for secretly recruiting is that they do not want to conflict with Nanqing, but it does not mean that they are afraid.

"Okay, you can take it, but ..."

"From now on, Luyin will no longer sell any food and rune equipment to Nanqing."

The captain of the brigade has not yet shown his joy, but the entire face is like constipation ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Without green equipment and food, can Nanqing survive? The answer is yes. However, it is as if a person has experienced a luxurious life and returned to poverty again.

Nanqing is not a piece of iron. Once the supply of equipment is cut off because of today, then ...

He still hesitated, "Even if you don't buy it directly from you, there is a chamber of commerce, and every time the chamber of commerce brings a lot of equipment."

"Do you think that our shade has the ability to cut off the supply of the chamber of commerce?"

Lan Qingya still chuckled and stopped talking.

The captain looked tangled.

Letting go and letting go is a difficult choice.

If not, he will be the scapegoat when the accident happened; let it go, he mighty lead people to surround the bus.

It feels like a fart, nothing.

His face was tangled, and he was almost sick.

suddenly,

There was a roar of roar in the distance.

A tall tree, 20-30 meters high, was stopped and pushed down.

A two-storey, silver-toned body and black-colored chariots, like a steel barrier, appeared in the sight of everyone.

The chariot's track wheels turned, pushing the ground out of nearly twenty centimeters of traces, driving straight ahead of them and stopping.

Several large guns, pointing around, made people feel cold.

The Awakener, wearing a black combat suit, opened the chariot door and jumped from above.

Holding a high-end rune weapon, carrying a rune firearm, and the unnamed horror chariot.

He could recognize the symbol inscribed on it.

It is the Green Shadow Reserve.

The captain couldn't help grunting.

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