My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

He took Sam in a taxi and came all the way to the city. First, I went to a car rental company and rented a truck for three days. After paying the rent and deposit, and leaving a spare ID card with the receptionist, Gu Zhuo drove away in the truck.

Fortunately, when Gu Zhuo was taking the driver's license test, by some mistake, he got a B2 certificate by the way, and now he can drive this large truck.

Driving a large truck with many barrels of fuel tanks in the back, Gu Zhuo drove all the way to the gas station.

When the gas station staff heard that Gu Zhuo was going to buy 3,000 liters of diesel and 3,000 liters of gasoline at once, they all looked at him in surprise.

They checked with Gu Zhuo over and over again whether they needed to pump so much oil. After receiving Gu Zhuo's tireless confirmation, the gas station staff took the oil drum from his truck and started filling it. Although I don’t know what this young man wants to do, the more gas he pumps, the more customers the gas station will welcome.

According to Zhu Zhuo's instructions, the barrels containing diesel and gasoline must be separated and cannot be mixed up. The staff at the gas station did not dare to be careless at all.

Waiting to fill up, especially with so much gas, is a long process. Gu Zhuo was bored and saw the supermarket inside the gas station, so he walked in to see if there was anything useful that he could buy and take back.

The supermarket in the gas station only sells a few things, and Gu Zhuo has already stocked up in the Fortress of Doom. But adhering to the principle that supplies are never too much, only too little, he still took some drinking water, toiletries, a few bags of instant noodles... and stuffed a few bottles of energy into the last two full bags. drinks.

The cashier who was sorting out the shelves in the supermarket was surprised when he saw Gu Zhuo buying so many things. He couldn't help but look the young man up and down, thinking that he looked like he was ready to run away.

Gu Zhuo didn't care about other people's eyes at all and came to the checkout counter carrying two big bags. There was only one cashier standing at the checkout counter and no other customers.

"pound!"

Gu Zhuo put two full plastic bags on the cashier's counter, making a loud noise. The cashier looked up and saw so many things, but he didn't look surprised.

She took the items out of the bag one by one and began to scan the QR code to calculate the cost.

The cashier was a young girl. Gu Zhuo only glanced up at her and was shocked by her unparalleled beauty.

Gu Zhuo is already considered a straight man who is straighter than steel. He has never been in love or had any thoughts in this regard. Ever since he was a child, he had never had the slightest interest in being the beauties of any class or school. To sum it up in a simple sentence, it is "without any worldly desires."

Since his parents passed away, he is the only one left in his world. If it weren't for this doomsday crisis, he might have chosen to be a bodyguard all the time, save enough money for retirement, raise a dog after retirement, and stay with the dog for the rest of his life until death.

Unexpectedly, with such a hard heart, Gu Zhuo could be shocked by a cashier at a gas station after working as a bodyguard for many famous female celebrities.

But it only took a moment for him to recover from the shock: she was just beautiful, and at the end of the day, being beautiful might not only help her survive, but it might even make her suffer a tragic experience...

Forget it, don't think too much, Gu Zhuo has no time to care about the joys and sorrows of others, what he has to do now is to ensure his own safety in the end.

The cashier helped him scan the codes of each item, calculated the cost, and helped him put all the items back into the bag.

Gu Zhuo raised his eyes and saw several rows of cigarettes on the counter behind her. He had a lot of wine on his doomsday fortress, but not many cigarettes.

It's not that Gu Zhuo loves smoking and drinking. He doesn't have such a hobby. It's just that no matter what the doomsday survival rules are, he likes to teach people to prepare more cigarettes and alcohol. After all, these things can come in handy when exchanging supplies in the future.

If Gu Zhuo is not the only survivor after the apocalypse, and he happens to be missing something, material exchange is essential. At that time, tobacco and alcohol may come in handy.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo said to the cashier:

"Well, help me get a few more cigarettes. I want good cigarettes and put them in a new bag."

Hearing this, the cashier responded without any emotion, took out a big bag from under the counter, turned around and took a dozen good cigarettes on the counter.

Her voice sounded clear and cold, just like her appearance, with a cold and alienating feeling like a snow-capped mountain. Even though she is a cashier, her unique temperament cannot be blocked at all.

But she does things quite neatly.

After adding the price of the cigarettes, Gu Zhuo paid the money, carried three bags, and led Sam out of the supermarket.

The staff who cheered him up saw Gu Zhuo carrying three big bags full of stuff, and finally couldn't help their curiosity. While their men were busy, they asked:

"Brother, you pumped so much gas and bought so many things. What are you going to do? Visit relatives, or go on a long trip, explore?"

Gu Zhuo naturally couldn't tell him about the end of the world, so he casually chatted with him for a few words.

After a lot of fussing over and over again, the six thousand liters of oil were finally filled up. Gu Zhuo paid the money, confirmed that the diesel and gasoline had been packed, stepped on the accelerator of the truck, and left the gas station without looking back.

This trip cost him fifty-five thousand, and his funds were immediately reduced by half. If the remaining 40,000 yuan is not enough for him to buy something, he can only consider getting a loan...

When I returned to the warehouse, the first thing I did was to get out of the car with Sam in my arms and run towards the doomsday fortress in the warehouse. Although he knew that the Doomsday Fortress would not be stolen or anything would happen, Gu Zhuo had to see it with his own eyes to feel at ease.

Seeing that the Doomsday Fortress was still parked in the warehouse, majestic and majestic, like a steel monster, Gu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. He walked to the front of the truck and unloaded the oil drums. The next thing he had to do was the big part: he was going to pour all the six thousand liters of oil into the oil drums in the Fortress of Doom!

At the gas station, several staff working together was not very tiring. Now Gu Zhuo is moving the oil barrels back and forth and pouring oil, all by himself. Work for a while and stop for a while. The amount of exercise is indeed very large.

Finally, after working for several hours, the diesel barrels and gasoline barrels in the Doomsday Fortress were all filled up.

Gu Zhuo was sweating all over his body. Seeing that his doomsday fortress had been filled with gas, he quickly rushed to the car and took a hot shower without saying a word. After taking a hot bath, the clothes stained with petroleum smell were very fishy. He didn't want to put them in the washing machine, so he threw them away.

After taking a shower and cleaning Sam's body, Gu Zhuo continued working on dinner. He doesn't cook very well, so he just eats as simple as possible, making sure it's nutritious and can be eaten.

While eating, he turned on his phone and looked at the chat history of his friends in the "Tomorrow's Battle" group chat.

The chat in the group is still about the doomsday. Who has bought some new survival tools? The safety of the self-built safe house has been improved. The cat-loving fish also found an old vehicle-mounted military photoelectric reconnaissance aircraft. It is said that a lot of effort was spent on it, and of course it also cost a lot of money.

After reading this hastily, Gu Zhuo suddenly became curious about these people.

These people in the group have never posted about their family situations, and Gu Zhuo doesn't know whether they live alone or have families of their own.

Apart from the weak connection between this group, Gu Zhuo also had no idea who they were as people, let alone whether their measures could help them survive in the apocalypse.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo shook his head silently and sighed. Forget it, take care of yourself first. Everything will be left to fate by then. No matter what, he must insist on surviving.

...

Time passed so unconsciously, and there was only one day left before the end.

Gu Zhuo lives in his own doomsday fortress, fills up the gas tank, and carries hundreds of liters of gas with him in the car for backup. Although these several hundred liters of oil were only a drop in the ocean compared to his large tank, if he brought more, Gu Zhuo's rear storage tank would smell like gasoline, and he was afraid that it would affect his food storage.

The solar battery is also fully charged, and the large portable RV power bank and generator are all ready to go.

A total of two years' worth of food, one year's worth of water, and a water filter. He considered all the issues that could be considered.

In the past month, many things have happened one after another. The weather is becoming more and more unstable, and geological disasters occur frequently. In one month, all geological disasters in the previous ten years have been staged all over the world.

Fortunately, the place where Gu Zhuo is is still peaceful. But this is just the last calm before the storm.

The World Government seemed to have vaguely anticipated what had happened. Gu Zhuo noticed that many relevant departments were deliberately blocking the news, and some big figures had quietly disappeared long ago, and they might have found a place to hide.

Not only that, but at some point, all supplies that could be purchased in large quantities were shown to be out of stock, as if someone had intentionally cut them off. If it weren't for someone like Gu Zhuo who keeps an eye on supplies every day, no one would notice this small detail.

Only ordinary people are still running around for illusory money every day, and go to war for trivial interests. They don't know that everything in the world will change drastically in one day.

"Now we are inserting an emergency news. According to the satellite observatory, the temperature will drop sharply around the world in the next few days, accompanied by severe snowstorms. All people are asked to stay at home and prepare for the cold!"

"Please note that this is not a drill. This is a huge snowstorm sweeping the world. All people are asked to hide at home and be prepared to keep out the cold!"

Gu Zhuo watched the female host on the TV announcing the weather forecast. Her expression was very solemn, different from the usual calm and gentle look.

This may be the last news broadcast on the eve of the end.

Tomorrow is the end.

After reading the news, Gu Zhuo turned off the TV. The disaster was approaching, but he felt an inexplicable calmness in his heart. Perhaps it was because he had been uneasy for so long, and now that his emotions had reached their extreme, he had relaxed.

He turned on his phone and saw that several members in the "Tomorrow's Battle" group chat had already exploded. They were people with a keen sense of crisis.

The snowstorm that swept across the world was unprecedented, and these paranoid people thought of the word "end of the world" for the first time.

Gu Zhuo looked at the group chat messages that were flashing across the screen. His hand paused in front of the screen. Finally, he made up his mind and sent a message like this to the group:

"Everyone, whether you believe me or not, tomorrow is the end of the world. Please make all preparations. You may have been waiting for this day for a long time. I hope you can all survive. Best wishes, 7992."

After sending this message, Gu Zhuo turned off his phone and stopped reading any messages.

He drove the Doomsday Fortress to the open space outside the warehouse, lay down on the double bed, and tightly closed the windows under his feet and above his head with steel privacy panels, as well as the skylight above his head.

Making sure that everything was in order, as if he were a king lying in an invulnerable, hard fortress, Gu Zhuo called Sam to the foot of his bed, and finally touched Sam's head.

Then, he got into bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.