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Li Baoqiang half-knelt on the ground, with his left ear close to the safe. He gently turned the combination lock with his right hand. He turned left three times. When he heard a click, he turned right two times. When he heard another click, he turned left again.

After a circle, when there was a clicking sound, Li Baoqiang turned the handle and the safe opened.

Liu Junsheng looked at Li Baoqiang in surprise. Li Baoqiang curled his lips, thinking that this was the basic skill of the Marine Corps.

There were more than a dozen bundles of banknotes, two gold bars, and most importantly, a May 4th pistol with ten rounds of ammunition in the safe.

Li Baoqiang opened the banknotes and threw them high into the air. The goddess scattered flowers, floating in the air and falling to the ground. The rain of money made everyone intoxicated, but no one picked it up. In the apocalypse, banknotes are just a piece of waste paper.

"He's such a fucking money addict that he didn't forget the safe even when he was about to die."

Liu Jun said angrily, this person seems to be that person, but unfortunately the dead man has been smashed beyond recognition, and it is not clear who he is.

Li Baoqiang threw the gold bars into his backpack and handed the pistol to Liu Junsheng.

The fat man said angrily: "He has two guns."

"I'll give it to you if you know how to shoot." Li Baoqiang said with a smile.

The fat man Wang Zhiming jumped up with joy: "I fired five bullets during military training in college. Besides, my favorite weapon when playing CS is the Desert Eagle."

The thin man Li Dayong knocked the fat man on the head: "You're numb, that's just playing a game."

Li Baoqiang thought for a while and asked Liu Junsheng to give the pistol to the fat man, and his own pistol to the thin man.

At this point, Li Baoqiang and Liu Junsheng were holding submachine guns, and the fat man and the thin man were holding Type 54 pistols. Li Baoqiang practiced how to aim, fire, pay attention to essentials, and safety precautions before continuing to search.

For a whole afternoon, Li Baoqiang led his team to gather more than 60 people in the small town.

Liu Junsheng found two cars that could still drive. Liu Junsheng and He Qun could drive. They led a few young adults and almost emptied all the shops and filled the cars. More than 60 people also carried everything on their backs.

After finding the food, Liu Junsheng and He Qun drove the three gangsters back to the elementary school in a mighty manner.

Li Baoqiang led Wu Chun's six female soldiers, as well as the fat man and the thin man, and continued to march towards the grain depot.

Under the setting sun, the small team marched, and it seemed to have a bit of a military flavor.

The fat man Wang Zhiming took out a bag of potato chips from his pocket at some point and ate them crunchily.

The thin man Li Dayong stared at the fat man with greedy eyes, swallowed his saliva, and asked angrily: "Is it delicious?"

The fat man shook the bag of potato chips, took out a piece and ate it with a deliberate crunch, muttering: "It's delicious. If you don't believe me, just listen."

"Chichi" the two's funny words made the female soldiers smile happily for the first time, and Li Baoqiang couldn't help but laugh.

It was getting dark, and the fat man and the thin man were noisy and noisy along the way, filling the team with a happy atmosphere.

Li Baoqiang was thinking about the future as he walked.

If food can be found in the grain depot and the primary school population can persevere, then the next step is to use the school as a base for construction.

Because the town has become uninhabitable and the houses have collapsed, there are few buildings here that can accommodate hundreds of people.

Li Baoqiang couldn't help but feel sincere admiration for the patriotic enthusiasm and rigorous and pragmatic style of overseas Chinese. What a solid school, but he didn't expect that it would become a home for post-apocalyptic refugees.

At the same time, we need to cultivate and train combat teams in the future, and then...

As we gradually approached the grain depot, a little girl suddenly ran out from the grain depot. The little girl came to the team with a very frightened expression on her face: "Quick, help my brother, there is a ghost in the grain depot."

Ghost, just one word destroyed the soothing atmosphere just now.

Li Baoqiang, who was used to seeing bloody corpses, was not affected at all, but others became panicked.

Yes, in the past few days, the streets have been full of dead bodies. Wild dogs are eating the corpses crazily. The dogs' mouths are bloody. The sky is hazy, making it look like a hell on earth. It is inevitable for everyone to believe in the existence of ghosts.

Li Baoqiang asked Wu Chun to question the little girl carefully. Perhaps Wu Chun relaxed his nervousness in front of the female soldiers, and the little girl slowly explained the situation.

It turns out that during the earthquake, the little girl and her brother were on duty with her father in the grain warehouse. Unfortunately, the father was killed by a collapsed wall in the warehouse, but the little girl and her brother survived by luck.

Because of the wild dogs outside, the little girl and her brother were trapped in the grain warehouse. They survived with a bucket of water and a bag of flour. However, the brother had a fever yesterday.

None of this is important. Starting from the night before yesterday, the little girl heard the squeaking sound and bravely looked outside, but she couldn't see anything.

Just now, the little girl heard the squeaking sound again, and the sound became louder and louder. The little girl was really frightened this time. She saw Li Baoqiang's team from the small building and rushed out to ask for help.

Li Baoqiang asked the fat man and the female soldiers to light the torches they had prepared before. Li Baoqiang walked in front, with everyone behind him, and cautiously entered the gate of the grain depot.

The little girl and her brother lived in a small building next to the grain depot. The building was relatively strong and did not collapse. Wu Chun checked on the little boy and fed him some clean water. The little boy fell asleep peacefully in her arms.

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After Li Baoqiang signaled to extinguish the torch, everyone was in the dark cabin, listening quietly outside the window, and sure enough, the creaking sound sounded again.

Li Baoqiang motioned to everyone to wait inside the house and asked the fat man and the thin man to light torches and follow him out to have a look.

The three of them went downstairs and followed the creaking sound into the granary next to them. They were shocked by the scene in front of them.

There were stacks of grain packages in the granary, and the ground was covered with black rats. It was overwhelming and dense, and it was like a sea of ​​rats. Rats were scurrying around in groups, gnawing on the grain packages, and white rice was scattered everywhere.

The mice discovered Li Baoqiang and the other three people holding high torches, and scattered in panic for a moment. However, they gathered together again half a minute later and slowly attacked the three people like black water.

Li Baoqiang hurriedly fired with a submachine gun. The fat man and the thin man pulled out their pistols and shot continuously. However, there were too many rats and the bullets were of no avail, which only eased the offensive for a few minutes.

Suddenly two larger rats jumped up and attacked Li Baoqiang, tearing and biting his trouser legs. At the same time, more than a dozen giant rats sprang out from all directions, swarmed up and tore open his trouser legs with their sharp front claws.

The trouser legs of the fat man and the skinny man crawled up the body along the legs, and the rats surrounded them with blood-red eyes.

Li Baoqiang waved the torch in his hand to ease the attack of the rats, kicked another rat away, shouted to the two people behind him who were in a hurry, "Escape!", and then took the lead and ran out of the warehouse.

The two fat men followed closely, but Li Baoqiang did not run towards the building where the female soldiers were hiding. He knew how powerful the rat swarm was. After the rat swarm, people would be nothing but a pile of bones, not even a scrap of flesh would be left behind.

The rats chased Li Baoqiang and the three of them, drove them out of the gate of the granary, stopped their offensive, as if the granary was already their territory, and then retreated back to the granary like a tide.

Li Baoqiang and the other two people stopped and gasped for breath. They were in shock, recalling the situation just now. It was simply terrible. Even though Li Baoqiang had seen a lot, he was also frightened.

"I almost became a mouse's meal." The fat man said to himself guiltily, stroking his heart.

"Well, you have a lot of meat, so I will definitely eat you first." Li Dayong did not forget to tease him with his poor tongue.

"Why are there so many rats?" Li Baoqiang said to himself.

The fat man Wang Zhiming thought for a while and said: "I once read an article that after the disaster, there are three kinds of creatures that can survive and reproduce in large numbers on the earth: ants, cockroaches and mice. Their ability to survive and reproduce is particularly strong.

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The protective measures in the grain depot should be very strong, but the earthquake collapsed the walls, and the rats were moved by the wind and swarmed in. After all, the white rice is much better than the leftover table remnants eaten by humans, so there are so many rats.

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After listening to the fat man's long explanation, Li Baoqiang shook his head in annoyance, no longer thinking about the origin of the mice, and looked around the grain depot by the light of the torch.

"Hey, grain depot layout map" a display sign in front of the grain depot attracted Li Baoqiang.

Li Baoqiang stepped forward to study the offices, rice warehouses, flour processing rooms, and flour warehouses.

"Flour warehouse?!" Li Baoqiang suddenly became energetic.

"Follow me to the flour warehouse and take a look!"

Li Baoqiang sorted out his clothes, took off his coat, found a fake Zippo lighter, tried it, lit it, then closed the lighter and held it tightly in his hand.

The three of them quietly walked toward the flour warehouse by the light of the stars and the moon.

After finding the flour warehouse, Li Baoqiang used a military prong to pry open the padlock, pushed open the sliding door of the warehouse, and carefully observed and analyzed.

The warehouse is about five meters high and covers an area of ​​about 200 square meters. There are more than 400 bags of flour stacked in the middle. The layout of the entire room forms a back shape.

Li Baoqiang had an idea. He punctured the flour bag with a military thorn and threw the flour bag into the air. The flour scattered from the roof like snow, bag after bag, and dust suddenly filled the flour warehouse.

"You two do what I do. After throwing away fifty bags, you quickly run outside the yard and leave me alone. I will bring in the mice.

Remember, no matter what happens or what noise you hear, don’t go in to look for me. Safety comes first. Wait until dawn, the rats may retreat, and you can lead everyone back to school.”

Li Baoqiang calmly explained, and the fat man and the thin man listened in horror. Although they didn't know what the purpose of winnowing flour was, they couldn't help but worry when they heard that Li Baoqiang was going to attract rats alone, as if Li Baoqiang would never come back.

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Yes, Li Baoqiang protected everyone on this day and became a spiritual pillar in everyone's mind, a god-like existence in their hearts.

The two fat men stared at Li Baoqiang and nodded, feeling both admiration and worry in their hearts.

"Remember, you should withdraw immediately after raising fifty bags." Li Baoqiang turned around and touched the rice warehouse.

The two fat men got busy according to Li Baoqiang's request.

At this time, Li Baoqiang came to the rice warehouse where he had just fought against the rats. The black tide of rats continued to destroy the white rice.

At this time, I only heard the "squeaking" sound coming from the rice warehouse, which was extremely loud and scary in the quiet night.

Li Baoqiang stood at the door, counting the time for the fat man to spread the flour.

It was almost done. Li Baoqiang stomped the ground vigorously, alerting the rats.

When the mouse saw that the man who had fled in embarrassment just now was back, he became excited and rushed towards Li Baoqiang like water.

Li Baoqiang turned around and ran away, feeling small black shadows running past his feet, rustling around his feet.