Apocalyptic Red Alert

"Oh my god? Out of gas?!" Hearing something was wrong, Han Feng stopped the car with a brake.

"Most of the buses now are electric, how can they be out of gas? (This article is set in 2030, and most buses are electric)" Although Han Feng was confused, he still turned the Hummer around and drove towards the bus company terminal.

"Report to Captain Han, all the electric buses are out of power, and the charging piles have no power supply. These 14 buses are all old-fashioned buses, specializing in some remote or low-traffic routes."

After Luna finished explaining, Han Feng just returned to the bus company terminal.

As soon as he got off the bus, Han Feng first found the engineer and asked, "All 14 buses are out of fuel? What about the trucks?"

"Only five buses are out of fuel, and the others can hold on to the prison. The trucks all have fuel, don't worry."

"This..." After hearing the engineer's reply, Han Feng was in trouble...

After thinking for a while, Han Feng tentatively asked, "What type of fuel do the buses and trucks use?"

"All are diesel."

"Can they be used interchangeably?"

"Yes."

"Okay! Draw some oil out of the truck tank and use it for the buses first. Just make sure there is enough fuel to return to the prison." Hearing that the fuel of the two vehicles can be used interchangeably, Han Feng's heart was finally put down. Thinking that as long as he entered the prison, he would not be afraid of the problem of insufficient fuel!

Watching the engineer evenly distribute the fuel, Han Feng ordered "set sail" for the second time! Finally, before dinner, Han Feng and his party returned to the prison.

When the vehicle passed the battlefield in front of the prison gate, Han Feng frowned at the corpses all over the ground. He wondered what to do with the corpses of these zombies...clean them up? Or just ignore them?

After struggling for a few seconds, Han Feng thought that he was about to leave the city, so why would he care about the corpses! Then he laughed at himself and said, "Hey~ Am I not sick?!"

When the convoy entered the prison, Han Feng ordered, "Simon, No. 2, one of you goes to the warehouse and the other goes to the equipment warehouse. Organize the manpower and load the supplies, weapons and ammunition into the truck. We will set off at dawn tomorrow."

"Yes! Captain Han."

"Yes! Captain Han." Two answers sounded in his mind.

A few minutes later, Han Feng parked the car downstairs. Before he went upstairs, he heard laughter coming from upstairs.

"It's great..." At this moment, Han Feng felt that his efforts these days were not in vain. At least in this doomsday, he could still see the warmth of such a group of people around him.

At the dinner table, Han Feng found Guo Yongxing there too. "You're awake! Just right, I was afraid that you would wake up and find that you were not in BS City and be confused. Hahahaha, did they tell you that we were moving?"

"Wei Peng just told me that this kid... is fully recovered?" Han Feng was not worried about the effect of the potion on Guo Yongxing. After all, he saw Wei Peng go from a near-death state to a lively state, so he thought that Guo Yongxing must be fine.

"Haha, yes, how are you?"

"...No feeling, thank you. By the way, what happened to the sudden siege of zombies in the afternoon?" It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised. Guo Yongxing himself saw Wei Peng's miserable condition with his own eyes. The chance of survival in that situation was very, very small. In addition, Han Feng could inexplicably increase these well-trained soldiers and save the dying Wei Peng... Guo Yongxing had too many doubts about Han Feng...

Han Feng roughly explained the situation, exchanged a few words, and then started eating.

"How are you packing? We're leaving tomorrow." Han Feng asked casually while eating.

"We've packed a long time ago." After Lin Lan finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have something to ask you after dinner."

"Oh, okay." Seeing Lin Lan's serious expression, Han Feng sped up his eating.

After dinner, the others began to clean up, and Han Feng was called out of the restaurant by Lin Lan.

"We're leaving tomorrow, but what about Hu Hu?" Lin Lan asked straight to the point as soon as he went out.

"Oh... do I need to ask? Of course she'll go with us."

"I know, but... but what about her parents? She'll remember what happened before one day, right?"

After being asked by Lin Lan, Han Feng also thought about the importance of the matter. Huhu is only about ten years old, and probably hasn't graduated from elementary school yet... Such a young child has no parents...

"There is no way... There is too little time left for us to find other survivors in this city." After thinking for a while, Han Feng continued, "Maybe Huhu's parents have..."

"How about this, take Huhu to meet the survivors tomorrow. As long as her parents are among the survivors, they will definitely show up." Lin Lan interrupted Han Feng's ominous words and gave a method instead.

"This method is good, I'll listen to you! When I leave tomorrow, I will take Huhu on stage with me, so that I may be able to find out Huhu's life experience." Lin Lan's method temporarily solved the current problem. After chatting with Lin Lan for a few words, Han Feng went downstairs for a walk as usual.

Walking on the small road in the prison, Han Feng contacted Luna, "Luna, call Liu Run and Ma Zhenfa over. See how many people they have pulled in today who are unwilling to leave."

"Okay, Captain Han."

In the gap before Liu Run and Ma Zhenfa came, Han Feng used the vision connection to check the warehouse and equipment warehouse and found that everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Exiting the vision connection, Han Feng looked up at the stars in the sky. Everything was natural and peaceful... as if nothing had happened.

"Team Han, what are you calling us?" While Han Feng was admiring the night, Liu Run and his two men were brought here by the mobilization troops.

Hearing Liu Run's voice, Han Feng looked away and looked at him and asked, "How was your chat? How many of the survivors who are unwilling to follow the transfer have you brought over?"

"We are still working hard. We decided not to sleep today! We will do this work all night~" Liu Run said, patting his chest.

"There is no need to work overtime all night. You can just persuade those who have this idea of ​​​​diversion. As for those who are determined not to leave, there is no need for you two to persuade them. Leave time to run around with others." As he spoke, Han Feng Hand over two cigarettes.

"Hey~ Thank you, Captain Han! Don't worry, we two are very stable in our work!" Liu Run smiled and nodded repeatedly after taking the cigarette. But... I'm afraid only he knows the true meaning of this smile.

"Okay, you two should rest today and go back early tomorrow." After telling Liu Run and Ma Zhenfa, Han Feng let them leave.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Han Feng continued to admire his moonlight. But this time, Han Feng's eyes became melancholy...

"Ring ring ring... ring ring ring..." The alarm clock set for 6 o'clock the day before suddenly rang, waking up Han Feng who was still sleeping.

Picking up the phone and turning off the alarm... Rubbing his eyes, Han Feng slowly sat up from the bed and looked at the quilt in front of him with wandering eyes.

"Ah... ha." After yawning, Han Feng contacted Luna, "Luna, call all survivors to the square. It's time to move today."

"Okay Team Korea, it will take about 25 to 30 minutes for all survivors to arrive."

"Okay, let's take this time to wash up~" After talking to Luna, Han Feng got out of bed.

Brushing his teeth, Han Feng contacted the two snipers in his mind, "Have the warehouse and equipment depot been loaded?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, two trucks have been filled with weapons in the equipment depot, but there is still no room for more than half of the weapons." Simon's voice sounded first.

After Simon finished speaking, Sniper No. 2 then said, "Report to the Korean team, there are a lot of things in the warehouse. One of the two trucks is filled with bottled water, and the other is filled with high-energy and high-heat food, including shampoo and shower gel. , daily necessities are also loaded in small quantities.”

After the two snipers reported the situation, Han Feng stopped brushing his teeth...

"Hiss... not enough space? So much difference?" When he first saw the moving truck, Han Feng thought there was a lot of space... but he didn't expect...

Why! That’s right! Aren’t there still four trucks in the prison that Weige left behind? ! Although the sizes vary, you can fit as much as you want! ! ! Thinking of this, Han Feng immediately issued an order to find a truck to continue loading supplies. He also notified the engineer by the way.