Chapter 333 Civil Strife in the Base

The plane returned successfully, and Fatty Lu proudly handed the obtained image data to Li Yuanhong: "How about it, Brother Li, I think those little birds will definitely rush for it."

"It's not bad, but at this speed, it probably won't be cleared in a short time. It seems that the people in the base will be hungry for two days." Li Yuanhong frowned slightly.

Previously, Li Yuanhong planned to airdrop supplies to solve the food problem of the personnel in the base, but now the base periphery and landmark positions have been lost, leaving only the base in the cave, which cannot be airdropped at all. Now Li Yuanhong has lost contact with the base. I don’t know. What's going on inside the base, so I have some headaches.

At this time, in a confinement room in the Sichuan Province base, a burly man was sitting in a room of less than six square meters with handcuffs and shackles. There was nothing else in the room except a bed and a toilet. There was enough space for the man to exercise, and he was currently doing sit-ups.

"1112, 1113..." The man counted to himself. If he could do more than a hundred before the end of the world, he would be considered powerful. But now that this man has done more than a thousand, it is still just a warm-up exercise.

At this time, the man's cell door opened and a plate was brought in, containing a few slices of dry steamed buns and a bowl of porridge that was almost as thin as water. Then a rough voice sounded: " It’s time to eat, it’s time to eat, hurry up, I’m still waiting to clear the dishes!”

In fact, this little thing was not enough for a few mouthfuls, and the man still shouted impatiently.

The detainee stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his hands, and then walked to the door, ready to get the food. At this moment, the food delivery person at the door whispered: "Master, there is a plane coming outside today." He also threw a bomb and caused a fight between zombies and mutated birds."

"Yes!" The imprisoned man agreed, indicating that he understood, and then replied in a low voice: "Continue to observe, don't act rashly, especially at this time, you should be more cautious. I guess there are reinforcements coming from outside."

"Yes, but should we get you out first?"

"No, they won't attack me for the time being in order to get the authorization password." The man said.

"Okay, then, sir, you have to be careful." After the meal delivery person finished speaking in a low voice, he shouted loudly: "Why are you so slow? You look like a bitch when you eat. Hurry up."

After hearing this, the man inside soaked a few steamed bun slices in the porridge, then poured the porridge and steamed bun slices into his mouth in one gulp, and finally used his tongue to lick all the steamed bun residue and porridge residue on the plate, and then licked it clean. Throwing the bowl on the plate: "What are you urging me to do?"

"Ah, it seems that you have not been punished in the past few days, and you have lost your temper!" The man outside the door looked like he was pretending to be a bully, and he knocked on the cell door and roared.

At this moment, a group of people walked over from the end of the corridor outside the door. The leader was wearing a pre-apocalyptic division commander's uniform. He had a cropped haircut and a gentle look on his face, but his eyes flashed with a sinister wolfish light.

"I said, what are you shouting here?" The stranger asked the soldier delivering the food.

"Ah, it's Mr. Lan. Am I not delivering food to the prisoners? This man is dishonest, so I yelled at him." The food delivery man said grovelingly.

At this time, the man at the door let out a cold snort: "Humph, you look like a slave!"

"You..." The food delivery guy wanted to ask a few questions, but was stopped by Mr. Lan.

"You go down!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The food delivery person quickly stepped back and pushed the cart away.

Seeing that the door was clear, the people locked in the cell began to do push-ups again, ignoring the new arrivals.

"What are you doing, Mr. Han! As long as you tell me the password, I will let you go immediately." Mr. Lan said at the door.

Mr. Han inside snorted and ignored this person.

"You don't have to fantasize anymore. Now that the base is surrounded by zombies, you don't have to fantasize about outsiders coming to save you. If you had told me earlier, you would have suffered less. For the sake of you taking in survivors in the past, I won't I will kill you." Mr. Lan continued to comfort him.

"You should stop wasting your words and tell you the password. That would be the biggest disaster." Mr. Han snorted coldly.

"Don't make a toast or eat a fine drink. My patience is limited. I'll give you two days. If you still don't say anything then, huh..." Mr. Lan still refused to let go when he saw Mr. Han, so he threatened.

Mr. Han just glared at Mr. Lan through the door of the old room and ignored him.

Mr. Lan was annoyed, and then said viciously to Mr. Han in the cell: "You'd better figure it out, otherwise I'll make you suffer!"

After saying that, Mr. Lan waved his hands and walked away angrily.

Back in the office, Mr. Lan raised his hand, grabbed a teacup on the desk, and threw it to the ground viciously: "You don't know how to lift things, you really think I don't dare to kill you! At worst, I don't want the password, the supplies." No, with so many survivors, I don’t believe you would just watch so many people die!”

Mr. Lan was losing his temper in the office. At this moment, a guy with a deer head and rat eyes walked in the door: "Who provoked our Mr. Lan?"

"Humph, who else could it be? It's not that stubborn guy from South Korea Liang. If you hadn't missed the clue, I would have gotten the password out of him a long time ago." Mr. Lan said dissatisfied.

"What Mr. Lan said is that I was anxious at the beginning, but that man named Han is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He has never trusted you from the beginning to the end. As far as I know, he had a relationship with the outside world a month ago. I have contacted him, do you know about this?" said the man.

"What, he has contacted the outside world, and who?" Mr. Lan was surprised and asked quickly.

"I don't know about this. When we contacted him, he was the only one present. Even the other people in the mail room were kicked out by him."

"You mean, the flight for a few days was the reinforcement he called over?"

"It's possible."

Hearing this, Master Lan raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you having some crooked idea? You don't tell me such an important thing."

"How dare I make a mistake? I didn't pay much attention to this news before. In such a troubled world, there are zombies everywhere, and the survivors outside have no time to take care of themselves. How could anyone come to support us, so I didn't take it to heart. Who knows A plane is really coming today." The man quickly expressed his loyalty.

"What you said is true!" Master Lan stared at the man, trying to see something in his eyes.

After a long while, Mr. Lan saw that there was no change in the man's eyes before he withdrew his gaze and said, "I hope you won't try to be clever again in the future."

"Yes, yes, I don't dare, I definitely don't dare!" The man carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Then do you think the arrival of this plane is a blessing or a curse?" Master Lan asked calmly.

"I think we can take advantage of it. When the other party comes, it must be for the control of this satellite. They must not know our current situation. We can ask them for supplies first, explore their details, and then talk about the next step. "The man said.

"Do you think the other party is Mr. Han? What if they come to force you?" Mr. Lan asked.

"I think the opponent's strength is not much stronger than ours. Look, they only sent two bombers and two fighter jets today. Any base with an air force base can use this kind of military power, and today they are throwing After two or three bombs, there was no movement anymore, which means they don't have much supplies, so why don't they just carpet bomb the zombies!" the man analyzed in a self-righteous way.

"Well, you're right. If the zombies hadn't suddenly broken through our perimeter defenses, we would still have been able to get these planes out. It's a pity." Commander Lan said.

"So our strength is not weak, but the zombies here are too strong." The man quickly flattered.

"Then you go down and prepare. If those people come, we will have a way to deal with them." Master Lan said.

The man agreed solemnly and then withdrew.

When the man withdrew, Mr. Lan's eyes flashed with a ruthless light.

In the afternoon of the same day, the plane visited the satellite base again. This time there were very few mutant birds hovering in the sky. This time the plane dropped bombs directly, killing many zombies. This caused the few mutant birds in the sky to go down to eat those zombies. The crystal core of the killed zombie resulted in a battle between the zombies and the mutated bird, but the scene was not as intense as in the morning.

For the next three days, planes flew in for bombing every day. With the bombing and the release of bird-baiting bombs, the number of mutant birds gradually decreased. Finally, on the third day, the number of mutant birds in the sky disappeared. Even if there were mutant birds Fly by, but only occasionally. The zombies and mutated birds below also suffered heavy losses due to the battle. The group of one to two million zombies was also reduced by a quarter. The zombies that had been attacking the cave door also stopped attacking, which made the cave full of panic all day long. The survivors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Han, the zombies have stopped attacking the gate in the past two days. Moreover, the plane bombing has been very effective in the past two days. The zombies surrounding them have not attacked the gate in the past two days." The soldier who delivered the meal used the time to deliver the meal. , secretly reported to South Korea Liang.

"No wonder the guy surnamed Lan hasn't come over these two days! So what's going on with him in the past two days?"

"He seems to be secretly mobilizing troops to the front cave, but it doesn't seem like he is going to fight zombies, and the supply to ordinary survivors has been reduced again in the past two days."

"It seems that he plans to plot against the people outside. If you do this, contact other people. Once the zombies outside are almost eliminated, we will take action to recapture the inner cave. They will transfer the people from the inner cave, which is an opportunity for us. ." Teacher Han said.

"Teacher? Why are you still waiting? Aren't you afraid that the man named Lan will make the first move?"

"No, he is also paying attention to the outside now, otherwise he will not transfer people away, but we cannot act now. The opponent controls a huge force now. If we act now, it will undoubtedly be an egg hitting a stone. We must wait for an opportunity. "

"Okay, then I'll contact the others first." After the meal delivery guy said that, he turned and left.

Mr. Han looked at his count on the wall and took note: "It's been a month, it seems it's time for me to go out!"