Chapter 141

The morning of the third day at the base.

The weather was a bit gloomy and cold, so wearing a pair of long sleeves was not a big deal. Many people put on a coat, and there was a little bit of aerosol in the breath.

Like a signal, the cold winter is coming step by step.

The existence of the virus has purified human beings, countless industries have stopped, and energy consumption has disappeared. The sky has undergone tremendous changes in the past few years, and it is blue.

In the past, I always shouted about environmental protection and caring for the environment. In fact, as long as human civilization is still in progress, how can it be possible?

Well now, the arrival of a virus has directly solved the environmental protection problem, that is, the price is a bit heavy.

The exit of the stronghold.

Several hunting teams are being assembled, and those who can apply for approval are all capable people in the stronghold. In every team, there will be a lot of new human beings. They are the core and backbone of the team.

If you look closely at these teams, you can see that half of them are newly established.

Winter is coming, and no one wants to die in this winter.

With the cold wind in the morning, there are people everywhere, many of them are skinny, and the wind blows like it can blow them down. They came here in order to find a chance to survive. They have self-awareness and do not have enough food to survive this cold winter.

The newly established hunting team, everyone who joins in, is not afraid of death, and no one is timid.

"Get out of the way for me, the team is full and no one is needed."

"Squeeze me again and shoot."

"Let, let, let's go."

In a team, some strong men roared, maintaining the order here.

It's just that the survivors who came here early in the morning didn't pay any attention to their roars.

"Give me a chance and I can be the bait."

"Want me, I can run very well."

"Please, I can kill zombies, I can do everything."

Survivors, surrounded these teams, desperately showing themselves, hoping to get a chance. But with their current physical fitness, no one will take a fancy to them.

Counting on a scrawny person to help kill zombies, don't be kidding, just because they are malnourished for a long time, it is a problem to run a few steps, how to kill zombies?

No one is a philanthropist, and it's not good for the team to bring a drag.

The people in the team were not polite either, whoever approached to entangle them would be swung over with a big stick and knocked them down to the ground. The unfortunate one didn't even get up again, and didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Gradually, no one dared to entangle.

A team, after showing the approval, left the stronghold one after another.

In almost every team, there will be a few cars that are enough to take members of the team to the city. Everyone in the car had a serious face, checking their weapons.

When you leave the stronghold, you have to face zombies. Who can guarantee that he will come back alive?

In the face of the unknown, no one can laugh.

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"Listen to me. After you leave the base, follow me. Don't say anything or ask anything."

Lu Chuan had a serious face. He was carrying a dozen rebar javelins on his back, a Type 03 automatic rifle in his hand, and two dog-leg knives tied to his thighs, fully armed.

In the community, a total of fifty-five researchers formed this team.

Luo Changqing and the others all nodded their heads. For the past three days, they were very satisfied that they were happy, that they were full, and that it was still fragrant and soft rice.

Now they are leaving the stronghold and heading towards the unknown. They are apprehensive, but they will not feel afraid.

The worst result is just a dead word, so what's there to be afraid of?

Seeing that there was no problem with everyone, Lu Chuan waved, Wu Jiang and Chu Bin ran over: "Boss, what's your order?"

"As before, I need someone with a good skill." Lu Chuan ordered.

Wu Jiang and Chu Bin nodded, and didn't ask Lu Chuan what they wanted these people to do. They are smart and know what to ask and what not to ask.

Lu Chuan said, "It's fine if there is no problem. I'll be back in three days. I want a result."

"Yes, boss." Wu Jiang and Chu Bin responded in unison.

With this team in hand, when they appeared at the exit of the stronghold, it was hard not to attract attention. Because this team is really too shabby, not to mention that everyone is dressed in rags, except for a few people who have knives, that is, more than a dozen people use weapons such as wooden sticks, and more people are empty-handed.

Such a team is like beggars.

Aside from weapons and equipment, let's look at the members of the group. What the hell is this?

They were all skinny, like a gust of wind that could blow them away. How much fighting power can such a person have?

Well, being thin is still acceptable.

But what's so special, most of the team is fifty or sixty years old, what the hell is this?

As long as people who see this team are all stunned, they wonder if they are wrong. To say, this wonderful team can go out to hunt zombies?

Are they trying to take food from the zombies, or give food to the zombies?

Survivors who had been around the hunting team and wanted to fight for a chance all closed their mouths, and no longer had the madness they had before, let alone chasing.

Such a shabby team like this is the material to die. If you follow it yourself, you don't even know how to die.

They are hungry, or want to survive this cold winter, but they are not rushing to die now, are they?

Surprisingly, no one disturbed Lu Chuan's team, but many people turned their attention to Lu Chuan. This is not surprising, Lu Chuan is the only one in the team who can handle it. The rebar javelin on his back is nothing, but the Type 03 automatic rifle in his hand is attractive.

Stepping forward, Lu Chuan is not strong, but has a very muscular figure. With the gun in his hand and the rebar javelin on his back, people can know Lu Chuan's position in this team at first glance.

"This team, are they going to form a team to die?"

"I can guarantee that they were killed before they saw the city's high-rise buildings."

"No weapons, no means of transport, no strong men, are they stupid?"

The discussion sounded suddenly.

Seeing this shabby team, even if they are hungry now, no one wants to join this team. It is better to die early than to die late, at least to live a little longer.

Even the stronghold soldiers at the entrance and exit also cast a look of pity.

Dozens of people in this team are rushing to reincarnate, and I don't know if they have any approval? If so, I really don't know how the audit department approved it. Can this kind of team be approved?

Thinking of the face of Li Ruijun, the minister, the stronghold guarding the gate, he closed his mouth again and stopped thinking about this matter.

They are only small people in the stronghold. When people get angry, they can't bear it.

Facing all kinds of eyes, Lu Chuan smiled.

"Come here, the team is still short of people. Those who want to come can come and register. The food is popular and the drink is spicy." Lu Chuan shouted mischievously.

Don't they look down on their own team, they just want to disgust them.

"Hey, I'm talking about you. Seeing how strong you are, let's join in and contribute to the team." Lu Chuan pointed to a man who was standing closer.

It is said to be strong, but it is actually tall among the short people, and that's the same thing.

Lu Chuan is really not afraid of the other party's promise, and if he can't get it, he can come out with another coolie.

The man pointed at by Lu Chuan suddenly had a pale face, kept retreating, got into the crowd, and dared not speak out again. Just kidding, I still have some rations in my hand, who wants to die?

Lu Chuan's eyes flickered. As long as they were seen, they kept retreating. They didn't have the courage to join this mortal team.

The horror of zombies is not as simple as death, but a miserable death.

As long as they think of being torn apart and swallowed by zombies, no one wants to experience this kind of scene.

Of course, there are some who are really not afraid of death.

There are hundreds of people here, but no one dares to stand up.

Lu Chuan shook his head. Just these cowards, what team do you want to join to hunt and kill zombies? It's just a joke, they don't even have the courage to do this, even if they add a team, it's the real burden, and maybe they will give you a knife in the back.

"Walk."

Ignoring them, Lu Chuan took the lead and walked towards the exit.

With Lu Chuan's Luo Changqing and the others, every face was full of fear. Now that I really want to leave the stronghold, there is deep anxiety in my heart.

Zhao Beijiang patted Luo Changqing on the shoulder and said nothing, but followed Lu Chuan to the exit.

Waiting to die here, or to believe in an opportunity, Zhao Beijiang chose the latter.

No matter how bad it is, can there be worse news about waiting to die in the stronghold?

To be able to talk to the people who came here, two days is enough for them to figure it out. Without any hesitation, they all followed Zhao Beijiang and left the base.

"Forget it, isn't it just death, it's enough to live until now."

Self-irony, Luo Changqing strode to keep up.

Those gatekeepers who wanted to slap Lu Chuan hard, when they saw the batch of documents and badges, after checking that they were genuine, they could only let Lu Chuan, the death-defying team, leave the stronghold.

Knowing that the other party is going to die, what kind of anger are you and those who are about to die?

Watching this team move further and further away, the soldiers at the stronghold on the wall shook their heads. The cold winter is approaching, and I am afraid that another group of people will die.

Either die outside the city, or die in the stronghold.

At this time of year, they would be busy, not dealing with zombies, but cleaning up the dead in the stronghold.

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