Chapter 1129 The Disaster Ends, Chaos Begins!

February 20th, Year 2 of the Wasteland Calendar, a memorial day that occupies more than ten pages of the wasteland history.

Some people call it the "Doomsday", because it is from here that the existing human civilization has collapsed.

All the laws and rules left over from the "previous" era have become a thing of the past, and chaos has become the mainstream of the wasteland.

Humans began to kill each other, distrust each other, and even launched large-scale wars against each other.

Sacrifice and casualties have become the mainstream in the era of survival.

But at the same time, some people also call it the "First Day", because as the ruins of the old rules continue to collapse, new flowers of rules break out of the ground.

It gives the survivors hope to survive, and helps more and more people find the talents buried deep in their genes.

If the first five thousand years of human evolution is an adventurous chapter called "taking risks".

Then from this moment, the First Day was born.

A brave chapter called "fighting without hesitation" has officially begun!

Giant Tree Root Sea.

Before the moment of the disaster ended at the turn of the clock in the early morning, the post station was deserted in advance.

Except for a few daring drunkards bragging on the dock, the only ones who dared to stay outside were the workers who were still cleaning and transporting garbage.

The reason was simple.

Because no matter who became the owner of this post station, the most basic structure would always be needed.

In addition.

Other insignificant survivors had already returned to their hiding places, waiting for the chaos that was about to begin to end.

Maybe three days, maybe five days, a week, or even longer.

No one knew how long this chaos would last.

But as an insignificant component under the torrent, most survivors could only "wait".

"Captain, the people of the Fan Gang seem to be going to attack the security team. Should we take people to help?"

Dock.

On the huge Tundra, Zhang Long reported to Lu Yongyi with a respectful face.

As long as the metal has no "meaning", it will not be affected by this sighing disaster.

So you only need to disassemble the guns into different parts and save them before the disaster comes, and then reassemble them after the disaster.

Of course, let alone ordinary people, even these gangs must have very few guns.

After all, even if everyone knows the structural principles and how to make a gun, they can't create something out of nothing, right?

Without the power of modern industry, a seamless tube alone can stump most people.

In addition, although guns can be disassembled and preserved without being affected, bullets are different.

Even if the shell is opened and the gunpowder inside is poured out, the single shell will still be affected by the disaster.

So for the next period of time.

In the industrially barren and almost non-developed sea area without giant tree roots, firefights may break out from time to time, but the probability of large-scale battles should be very low.

And this is one of the reasons why the survivors did not leave immediately and still hid in the room.

"Help?" Lu Yongyi picked up the telescope and looked at the crowded place.

After a moment, he put the telescope aside and pinched his nose with his fingers.

"Take some people with you, bring all your weapons with you, remember, don't get really angry."

"Understood."

Looking at Zhang Long's figure going away, Lu Yongyi sat down expressionlessly, his mind still thinking quickly.

If the number of people dispatched by the Fan Gang tonight was only a few hundred, it might just be a small test to see how strong the security team is after the disaster.

But now that there are at least two or three thousand people gathered, this is no longer a simple test.

It is obvious that they want to take this opportunity to test the true strength of the Tundra Fleet.

The order is getting more and more chaotic.

There are so many people who want to occupy the mountain and become kings.

Thinking back to when we just crossed into the wasteland, everyone was working hard, just wanting to survive.

But only a year has passed, and the huge threat of alien races has not disappeared, but humans have already started a civil war.

Thinking of this, Lu Yongyi couldn't help but sigh, his eyes drifting towards the direction of the new world.

Migration is a heavy topic.

It is still controllable at sea, just need to command each ship in the fleet, not specific people.

But once on land, the difficulty will undoubtedly increase by more than ten times.

Let alone how to mobilize personnel, the transportation of materials is an issue that cannot be ignored.

But think about it.

If this new continent is really so easy to land, humans will not gather in this post station.

I don’t know when I can get news about Su Mo

Lu Yongyi thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, the members of the Fan Gang in the distance finally gathered and began to walk towards the slums where the security team was located.

Snap, snap

Whew

The scattered footsteps came one after another, accompanied by the surging sea water, as if playing a symphony.

Many fearful survivors have already hidden under the bed or in the cabinet, while trembling with fear to chat in the world, while secretly praying in their hearts that they can live safely until dawn.

No one expected that just after the clock turned, dozens of sea areas had already erupted in unprecedented chaos.

There are several large sea areas with a population of about three million. The major forces inside have already fought each other, and they all want to gain the advantage as soon as possible.

Although ordinary survivors have not been affected yet, if they really get angry, who can predict whether they will suddenly go crazy and target ordinary people?

And those who were a little bolder quietly clung to the doors and windows, opening a small crack to peek out.

The neatly dressed members of the Fan Gang had already formed a team, holding either prods or various newly assembled iron tools in their hands.

Mostly axes, mixed with some long knives and crossbows.

Under the swaying ship's lantern, the ax head emitted bursts of cold light, which made people shudder.

Even if they find someone hiding and peeking, these people will not shy away from suspicion. Instead, they will approach them with an evil and terrifying smile.

"Boy, are you considering joining the Fan Gang?"

"ah!"

Screams came one after another, causing waves of sinister laughter that sent chills all over.

Since the annexation of the Chuyang Gang, the number of Fan Gang has surged to about 25,000, which is more than double the number of the previous third force, the 'Luo Gang'.

If it hadn't been for the arrival of a dragon crossing the river like the Tundra Fleet, no one would have dared to speak out even if Valentine announced that he had become the manager of the station.

Of course, even though there was still a disadvantage in numbers, Fan Lundin did not give up his ambition.

The temptation to take advantage of the end of the disaster is the first step to launch an attack.

"Damn it, these people are too arrogant!"

At the security team station, a total of 508 members have been assembled and are standing guard in the station's defense facilities.

Looking at more and more Fan Gang members arriving in the distance, they sat down and rested as if nothing happened.

Many newcomers have already fought with each other, and they feel that the weapons in their hands are a little unsteady.

But there is no way, not everyone has the ability to fight one against three, or one against four.

Even the two captains, Bao Lei and Li Feng, thought it would be difficult for them to do it.

After all, they had already retreated from the territory before they came out.

Although this avoids the physical limitations of leaving the territory for too long, it also loses the bonus of the route, resulting in a sharp decrease in combat effectiveness.

At this time, nearly three thousand people from the Fan Gang had arrived, counting one against six.

No matter how much they cursed or hated in their hearts, no one dared to really step out of the bunker and engage the opponent in close combat.

"Calm down, everyone, our goal is just to hold the bunker."

"We are afraid of death. They are not robots, so of course they are afraid of death!"

Seeing more and more people panicking behind the bunker, Li Feng had no choice but to stand up and comfort them.

He had already anticipated this situation when he first selected the location.

Therefore, all configurations are built with the goal of defense first.

Now if the enemy wants to rush in, they can either rush over by boat from the sea behind the security team's station and attack them, or they can only attack from the gap in the front.

The former is an offensive method that completely breaks the skin. Once used, it means life or death.

The people from the Fan Gang were just testing it out, so naturally they wouldn't use it.

So now only the front needs to be defended, and the pressure is not too great.

Even if the opponent really wants to test the security team's details, Li Feng is confident that he can command these newcomers to win the battle.

However, judging from the current scene, the person in charge of the Fan Gang is not stupid either.

After all the gang members were in place, they just rested in place and had no intention of coming over to attack.

Block the door?

Or delaying time?

Bao Lei, who was sitting in the temporary command room, had a cautious expression on his face, and his eyes occasionally glanced at several rooms in the station where there were slight noises.

When they left the territory, they carried a total of sixty Wolf fang rifles.

After being dismantled in time, the disaster did not affect the condition of the rifle, and it is still usable today.

But there was trouble when it came to bullets, and the Metal Sigh disaster destroyed the entire stockpile.

Even though the security team had recruited ten craftsmen in advance, they began to hand-make raw materials and roll bullets as soon as the disaster was over.

The output per hour is only about two hundred rounds at most.

Eight hours after dawn, the maximum number of rolls is about 1,600, which is not enough for sixty guns and one magazine per person.

Of course, this does not take into account losses and errors.

Hand-rolled bullets inherently have large and small errors. Even if the Wolf Fang rifle imitating AK is not picky, some obviously problematic bullets must be removed to prevent jamming.

This back and forth will lead to a decrease in output.

"We should have hired more people at that time."

In a hurry, the first rolled bullet was finally delivered, with signs of beating on it.

Hearing what the guard said, Bao Lei smiled, picked up the bullet and looked at it, and said helplessly:

"We are not here to fight. Is it possible that you really want to start a life-and-death war?"

"But the people from the Fan Gang outside have blocked the door and made it clear that they want to have sex with us."

"Don't worry, it's just a bunch of rabble. Do they really dare to come in?"

Bao Lei curled his lips disdainfully.

If these gang members really need the positive status of the security force, delaying until now is obviously not a good time to take action.

As early as a few days ago, when the security team was still expanding in size, Bao Lei was even willing to give up.

After all, the manager position has been vacant for so many days, and no one has been able to replace him.

But the reason why they haven't taken action is simple.

Not only is it unprofitable, but it will also harm your own interests.

It is said that all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.

The Giant Tree Root Sea Area is not a stable gathering place, and ordinary people living here do not have any means of production in their hands.

There are three main reasons why they are still here.

First, because the environment is relatively stable, there is a righteous "sweeping team" to maintain simple order, and there is a group of less violent similar people hanging around, and there is no threat of death if you say the wrong thing or break out of conflicts anytime and anywhere.

Second, because the Metal Sigh disaster is not over yet, many people are afraid to hit the road rashly before the next disaster occurs.

Third, the situation in the New World is not yet clear. Many people are waiting for the official forces to enter and investigate clearly before making a decision.

Once someone comes forward, break any of these three reasons.

The survivors are not like the refugees in ancient times who guarded a third of an acre of land and were unwilling to leave their homes even if they were oppressed to death.

If Van Lundin becomes the manager, everyone will need to pay a sum of money as a price for staying.

Don't worry, a large number of people will choose to leave the next day, even if they join forces to kill him.

In the same way, if the Fan Gang dares to attack now, the security team will replace them.

During the day, there were definitely many people who hated the Fan Gang and immediately packed up and left to avoid being bullied even more.

The remaining ordinary people will feel uneasy and leave as soon as they find that a group of beasts are responsible for order.

It won't take long before the entire inn will be filled with people.

As for using force to suppress it.

Although 25,000 people is a large number, it is not worth mentioning in front of the 800,000 people in the post station.

If they really want to leave in large quantities, there is absolutely nothing the Fan Gang can do.

"Then we are blocked like this?"

The guard opened his mouth, then blushed and asked.

If the Fan Gang deliberately created a feeling of even power, the ordinary people in the inn would still have a glimmer of hope.

In a sense, the security team becomes a tool in the opponent's hands.

A tool used to extract supplies from ordinary people!

This is simply too frustrating.

"Of course not, I have my own way, but it's just not time yet!"

Bao Lei's eyes were filled with confidence and his voice was filled with unquestionable determination.

Everyone who came from the territory had been notified that support was coming, but these new guards were still kept in the dark.

First, because we can't explain the reason for our support to them, we can't say that we are Su Shen's people.

Second, Li Hu did not clearly explain what the support was. He only said that the lord had already arranged it, so they could just wait and feel at ease.

Even though he knew that given the size of the territory, he would only be able to send a few hundred people at most, and it would be very difficult to influence the situation.

But since I got acquainted with the vice-captain of the tundra fleet in the past two days.

Bao Lei suddenly understood.

Thousands of kilometers apart, if you want to break the situation, you cannot completely rely on the support of the territory.

Using limited power to leverage more possibilities was the only way for him to complete his mission.

I hope more people can come, preferably with some weapons and equipment!

That tundra fleet wanted to enter the New World. It would be great if they could be fooled into thinking they were coming from a large gathering place.

When the time comes, with the help of the other party's strength, it will be easy to restrain and balance the Fan Gang.

When the migration wave started, the number of people in the station was getting smaller and smaller, and it could no longer sustain the material consumption expenditure. It was impossible for the Fan Gang to maintain such a large scale for a long time, and it would inevitably fall apart.

And then, it’s time for the security team to make a comeback!