Chapter 1700 Daily Increase in New Cases, Overcrowded

The sky hung low, as if a heavy lead curtain pressed down on the sky, and the clouds were so thick that they almost touched the ancient tower with its spire.

There was an oppressive silence in the air, and even the wind seemed to be trapped in this invisible cage, unable to escape.

The color of the sky was a gray leaden gray, the sun's rays were weakened by the dense black clouds, and the earth was gray.

West of Oil City.

The woods are sparse, and the leaves of the trees have already fallen off in the drought and natural disasters of the past few months, and there are dead branches and leaves everywhere.

The remaining branches on the trees looked particularly desolate and decayed in the gray environment.

A lifeless atmosphere.

On a main road, there are two zombies walking on this road.

But if you look closely, you will find that one of the zombies is disguised as a human.

This man was wearing a coat and hat stained with zombie mucus. He was holding a rope in his hand, which was tied to the neck of a zombie behind him.

The zombie at the back had all its teeth pulled out, and a belt was used to fasten its mouth so that it could not make any sound.

The zombie was carrying a huge hiking backpack on his back, and a rolled-up moisture-proof mat hung under the backpack.

The man walked in front, and the zombie behind was led by the man like a dog.

The man held a rope in one hand and a sharp spear in the other, looking around with vigilance and defense in his eyes, and walked heavily in the direction of Oil City.

The backpack was too heavy. He came from a place more than 100 kilometers away from the oil city and couldn't carry the luggage along the way, so he came up with this idea.

Along the way, there were dangers and dangers, and I was almost killed by zombies several times.

The most dangerous moment was when he encountered a wall-climbing zombie. If his coat hadn't been stained with the aura of similar zombies, he would have died at the mouth of that wall-climbing zombie.

It was getting darker and darker.

Boom boom——

Suddenly there was a roar of cars behind him.

He realized that someone was coming, and quickly led the zombie behind him to the side to get out of the way of the central road.

in the car.

Xiao Zhao smiled at Sun Dali and said, "Brother Sun, these two zombies in front are interesting, and they know how to make way for us."

Sun Dali stared ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly. When he saw the "zombie" in front of him turning around and standing to look at them, he smiled.

"You are wrong, the person in front is a person."

"Huh? Human? No way." Xiao Zhao rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.

It was only when he saw the face of the man in front of him that he was sure.

"Damn it, he's actually a human being. He's dressed like a zombie."

"Stop the car in front, let me ask you a few questions." Sun Dali said.

"Yeah, okay."

Soon, they pulled up to the man.

The man seemed a little afraid of Sun Dali and the others, and was pulling the zombie behind him towards the nearby woods.

"Hey, where are you going?" Sun Dali rolled down the window and shouted to the man.

The man who was halfway there turned his head to look at Sun Dali with some vigilance. He saw the sand and gravel loaded on the truck, and also saw that they did not get out of the truck. His eyes hesitated for a few seconds, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Go to the trading market."

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was a bit strange, but Sun Dali still heard what he was saying clearly.

She patted the edge of the car door and shouted to him:

"We are from the trading market. We happen to be going back, so I'll see you off on the way!"

He also saw that he was the only one, and he had rescued Xu Feng's group from Lu Province a while ago, which made him feel that it was good to help others within his ability.

After Xu Feng and his gang entered the trading market, they quickly found jobs.

Xu Fengfeng repaired the vehicle and was recruited into the auto repair shop in the trading market. Because he was grateful to Sun Dali and the others for helping to deliver it to the trading market, he later gave Sun Dali and the others free inspections and repairs on their vehicles.

As for Zhang Shuzhen, she had nursing experience and went to an official clinic to become a nurse.

Others also found their own way out.

In the first two days, the five points originally given to them were returned to Sun Dali.

The trading market attaches great importance to talents. Although some people join the trading market later, due to their pre-apocalyptic skills or professional factors, they can quickly establish themselves in the trading market.

Sun Dali can be considered a good friend and expand his network of contacts.

No matter at any time, you can always feel more comfortable if you have some connections.

Adding icing on the cake is not as good as giving someone timely assistance. Although he didn't know what this person was doing, he was definitely not a simple person who could travel such a long distance by himself in the apocalypse.

Taking him to the trading market along the way can be regarded as making a friend. If this friend becomes prosperous in the trading market in the future, he may be able to ask him for help if he encounters trouble.

After the man heard Sun Dali's words, he looked at Sun Dali and the others carefully and hesitated for a few seconds.

He asked: "How far is it from the trading market?"

"Less than 10 kilometers."

Sun Dali saw him whining and said:

"Can you get in the car? If not, we're leaving."

He didn't want to stay on the roadside for too long. The sky was so dark now, and zombies might come out and climb the wall at any time.

Even though they bought seven or eight ultraviolet lamps and installed them in the car, they were still a little scared when facing wall-climbing zombies.

After the man heard Sun Dali's words, he didn't hesitate anymore.

He walked towards them with a zombie.

After approaching, Sun Dali saw clearly that he was not holding a person, but a zombie.

He originally thought that this zombie was disguised like him.

Unexpectedly, it was a real zombie, but this zombie's mouth was tied with a belt and his hands were cut off, so there was no threat.

"Oh my god, this works!" Xiao Zhao said in shock after seeing the man's operation.

This method greatly saves physical strength, and walking with zombies makes it less likely to be discovered by other zombies, which has a concealment effect.

The man put down the mountaineering bag on the zombie's back, which was very heavy.

The zombie next to him stuck to the man and wanted to bite him, but he had no teeth and his mouth was sealed, so he was powerless.

The man pushed the zombie hard and the zombie fell to the ground.

Before the zombie could get up, the man used a sharp spear to pierce the zombie's head.

This zombie carried a heavy bag for him and accompanied him all the way.

But when it was time to kill it, the man was merciless.

Humans and zombies are naturally opposed.

Even if your relatives have become zombies, you still have to kill them for safety.

This is a threshold that most people in the end times have to go through.

When people are infected by zombies, it basically means death.

Xiao Li got out of the car and helped throw the man's backpack onto the truck bed.

Seeing him get in the car, Sun Dali looked at Xiao Zhao.

"Drive."

"Okay, brother."

Boom boom --

The vehicle started and drove towards the trading market.

The vehicle no longer made the unpleasant and loud creaking noise like before.

"Brother, Xu Feng's car repair skills are really good. This car is much easier to drive than before." Xiao Zhao said to Sun Dali while driving the car.

"Yeah." Sun Dali looked back at the truck bed and retracted his gaze.

"Hurry back. I don't think we can do this transportation work for many days. We need to earn more points as soon as possible."

"Yeah, is it because of the ice disaster?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"Yes, the radio bulletin board has recently notified about this matter." Sun Dali looked ahead and said leisurely.

He looked at the road ahead and fell into thought.

The temperature has been getting lower and lower recently. The highest temperature during the day will not exceed ten degrees, and it is even around zero degrees at night, and it is slowly getting colder.

Moreover, the clouds in the sky are extremely thick.

According to the research of the Natural Disaster Research Institute of the Dazhangshu Base, a latest report was given for such a cold temperature.

The probability of the outbreak of the ice disaster has reached 90%, and the probability of the outbreak of the world-destroying rainstorm is only 30%.

After receiving this report, Li Yu spread the news that the ice disaster is coming.

At the headquarters of the Dazhangshu Base, Oil City, and the North, notices and warnings were issued by radio, and warning orders were posted on the bulletin board.

The mission hall even issued a reminder, advising survivors not to accept long-distance missions in the near future.

Because once they go out, it is very likely that they will be hit by a natural disaster on their way back because they have been out for too long.

This kind of horrible natural disaster, if there is no safe shelter, the mortality rate is extremely high.

In addition, like the previous thunderstorm disaster, they took the big camphor tree and the trading market as the center, and asked the fourth and fifth level personnel to carry warning banners when they went out to perform tasks.

Banners were posted everywhere to warn some survivors to prepare in advance and go to these two places to avoid natural disasters.

Since the warning began to spread, the number of survivors going to the trading market and the big camphor tree headquarters base has skyrocketed.

However, the propaganda this time is still not as strong as the previous thunderstorm disaster.

Because of the accumulation of clouds and the dark weather.

Almost all survivors dare not run too far, at most hanging banners on the trees on both sides of the main roads within a hundred kilometers of the two places.

The propaganda is limited, but even so, many people still come.

As of now, the total population of the trading market has reached 198,000.

The trading market is overcrowded.

A-class housing is limited by the level. If you don't reach a certain level, you can't live in A-class housing even if you have more points.

So there are still many surplus vacancies in A-class housing.

But the remaining vacancies in B-class and C-class housing are getting fewer and fewer.

In less than 20 minutes.

They arrived at the buffer city construction site.

They drove the car to a large space separated by a wire mesh.

There are a lot of building materials stored here, and the consumption of building materials has always been slower than the collection rate.

After a long time, when the trading market could not hold so many materials, the building materials were stored in the buffer city that had not yet been built.

Anyway, zombies would not be interested in these building materials.

During the day, there are special people here to watch and collect these building materials.

The buffer city construction site is busy.

Vehicles and workers come and go, a busy scene.

There are many water pipes set up, spraying some fine water mist to prevent dust from flying all over the construction site.

Creak--

Sun Dali asked Xiao Zhao to stop the car and get out.

He turned his head and looked at the many men on the truck bed and said:

"Get off the truck, we're here."

He then pointed to the long queue in the east and said:

"That's where you enter the trading market. You can go there by yourself. We have to drive the car over to the scale, so we can't go there."

Bang!

The man threw his backpack on the ground and jumped off the car.

He stretched out his hand and said gratefully:

"Thank you, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Sun Dali, team 1920, how about you?" Sun Dali shook hands with him and asked with a smile.

"Sun Yian, from Nanyang." The man replied.

Sun Dali raised his eyebrows, "We are from the same family, okay."

He was about to speak when a horn sounded from behind.

Sun Dali turned his head and saw that there was a car coming from behind, honking to urge him to move forward quickly.

So he quickly said to Sun Yian:

"Okay, someone is urging me from behind, I have to drive away quickly. We will meet again if we are lucky."

"You are busy." The man nodded.

After Sun Dali got in the car, he immediately asked Xiao Zhao to drive away.

Sun Yian stood there for a few minutes, watching the backs of their vehicles leaving.

Then he looked at the construction site not far away, his eyes full of shock.

This project looks very large, with so many people gathered to build the wall, and the wall is so long, I wonder how large the area is.

Concentrating his mind, he looked at the wall of the trading market that was more than 30 meters high and took a long breath.

He thought to himself: Trading market, here I come!

Night.

The lights in the Oil City conference room were brightly lit.

Uncle San organized a seminar for the northwest.

Uncle San looked at Zhong Chuchu who was sitting behind him on the left and said:

"Zhong Chuchu, after the meeting, you back up the video photos, and the notes, and make a copy, and let Huachen send it back to the headquarters base tomorrow."

"Okay, Minister." Zhong Chuchu nodded.

Uncle San saw that most of the people in the conference room had come.

So he knocked on the table and said to Liu Jinglüe:

"Jinglüe, turn on the projector and play the video of the Northwest Base shot by Zheng Shiwu and his team for everyone to see."

"Okay." Liu Jinglüe stood up and inserted the video USB drive exported from the camera into the player.

Zizi--

The screen lit up and clicked the play button.

The whole picture was dark yellow, and a huge base appeared on the screen in the midst of wind and sand.

The entire base covers a large area, at least several thousand acres, and the base is surrounded by ancient city walls.

There are guards on duty on the wall, but Zheng Shiwu and his team are too far away to shoot, so the guards on the wall are not very clear.

In the southeast corner of the Northwest Base, a large number of vehicles are parked.

Liu Jinglüe had read the notes of Zheng Shiwu and his team before the meeting and had a better understanding of it.

He pointed to the southwest corner and said to everyone:

"This is where they store the oil. According to Zheng Shiwu and others, there is a convoy from the west, which should be the Yumen Oilfield, delivering fuel every week."

He pointed to a building in the center of the base and continued:

"This is where they store meteorites. It is on the second floor underground. There are many guards there and the defense is very strong."

"The northwest corner is basically where they live."

"Combined with the revelation of the northwest captive Xu Zhiyi we captured."

"The boss's residence is in the three-story villa on the right side of the center of the base. This area is all made of light steel and surrounded by a yard."

"And this is their ammunition depot."

(asking for monthly tickets)