Village Building Order Frenzy

The sky is bright and the sun is still rising.

But the whole city is already billowing with thick smoke, like a bloody hell.

Zhang Yang woke up from his sleep, feeling a little unreal.

Gunshots could be vaguely heard outside, but the cries of survivors could not be heard, nor could the screams of demonized zombies be heard.

Even looking out of the window, the entire street was as clean as if nothing had happened except for the burnt down cars.

No blood, nothing.

Because yesterday evening, there were almost zero survivors on the street.

All the survivors hid in the building, shivering as they waited for possible rescue.

But in the doomsday fortress, it is a completely different scene.

Fatty Papa is indeed a different high-level talent. Zhang Yang has already done a lot of things for him in the time it took him to sleep, such as recruiting survivors and convincing the group of survivors in the underground parking lot who are composed of supermarket employees and customers. Those who survived organized the survivors to sort out all the supplies in the supermarket on the second floor of the basement and the first floor.

Because of their respective status, these survivors cannot be included in the recruitment system of the Doomsday Village Construction Order for the time being, but it does not mean that they cannot work.

Zhang Yang didn't have time or energy to deal with it before, but now it's just right.

Except for the injured, weak, women and children, the more than 500 survivors can play a very good role.

For example, by ten o'clock this morning, they could have cleared out all ten floors of the entire office building. This was a job that Zhang Yang's 50 construction workers could do in a day.

"Zhang Yang, you are awake. There is one thing I need to discuss with you. I observed this morning. There are still a certain number of survivors around our office building. We have to rescue them all today. After all, there are people Only then can there be everything.”

The fat old man came to the door and said in a very formal tone.

"Boss, the team is ready."

At this time, Mai Tian came over and said.

Zhang Yang signaled Mai Tian to wait a moment, "Uncle, rescuing survivors is indeed a major event, but didn't we agree yesterday to go to the factory area today? You know better than me how important those supplies are."

"I am very clear, but since we have the ability to save those survivors, why don't we save them? Saving people is like putting out a fire. Do we need to hesitate?"

"It's true to say so, but now is an extraordinary time—"

Zhang Yang said halfway, but seeing the look in the eyes of the fat man, he finally changed his words: "I will arrange it."

"Zhang Yang, you have to arrange it immediately. If you are a minute late, you don't know how many people will die, and they are the most important part of our reconstruction of civilization." The fat old man was very stubborn, and seemed to see Zhang Yang's perfunctory, Just stare at him.

"All right."

Zhang Yang was at a loss. As the only senior manager of Doomsday Fortress, and he hadn't been recruited yet, he didn't have the right to give orders to him 100%.

"Wheatfield, let Du Chao's sniper team scout first, how many survivors are there?"

"No need to spy, I can tell you."

The fat old man really seemed to be haunted, he directly pulled Zhang Yang to the window, took out a telescope and stuffed it into Zhang Yang's hand.

"I have scouted for you a long time ago. There are fifteen building groups that can be seen nearby, nine of which are residential areas, one is a school, one is a movie theater, and the remaining four are office buildings similar to ours. , there are survivors, and based on my interactions with them, I'm probably sure there are thousands more."

"so much?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

"Many? That's called too many. It means that tens of thousands of people died in the nearby blocks. If those cauliflowers didn't happen that way yesterday, there are at least 10,000 survivors at this moment."

The fat old man said sadly and angrily.

At least 80% of the survivors were tricked out yesterday, and at this moment they didn't become part of the demon corpses, they were all eaten.

Zhang Yang didn't say a word, but looked carefully with his binoculars, and he could indeed see bed sheets hanging on the upper floors of those buildings, on which were written the number of people here, asking for help.

However, the demon corpses that should have filled the streets were nowhere to be seen. Instead of disappearing, they all hid in buildings, waiting for their prey to appear. They were much smarter than ordinary zombies, and their evolution rate was fast enough.

"It was so quiet it felt like a trap."

Zhang Yang suddenly said to himself,

"What?"

The fat old man didn't hear clearly.

"Uncle, the matter is probably more complicated and cruel than you imagined—so, you don't have to worry about it, you'd better arrange the internal affairs, I will deal with it here, people must be saved, but how to save this A method is needed."

Zhang Yang is undeniably authentic.

The fat man hesitated for a while, then nodded and left.

And Zhang Yang watched his back leave thoughtfully, picked up the binoculars and continued to observe for a long time. After a long time, he sneered in his heart. There must be survivors in the surrounding buildings, and their plea for help is also true. Yes, but the problem is - this is really not a biochemical infection mode.

Now these survivors are like NPCs, hanging out the emergency sheets overnight, and even marking the specific number of people and where they are, which seems normal.

But if a person is frightened, he will quietly hide in the corner like a mouse, and will not come out for days and nights.

It is not ruled out that there are bold and careful people who hang out the help sheets, but what about the timid people?

so--

"Old Qin, do you think we should save these survivors?"

Zhang Yang asked.

"It should be. Saving people is like putting out fires. I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

Qin Mingyue, who was picking her teeth with a toothpick, said without raising her head, this look, this tone, no matter how you look at it, Zhang Yang wouldn't even notice it if he didn't pay attention.

But if Qin Mingyue's tone was matched with that of Fatty Daddy's, and the survivors who appeared overnight outside, Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of a special kind of demon.

Confused!

A kind of strange demon race that can change a person's inner thoughts invisibly. Of course, it is not that kind of blunt change, but following a certain correct idea. For example, at this moment, the survivors think they should call for help, but it is impossible for all survivors to survive. Everyone has the courage to hang out the sheets, but with the help of the tempter, they have the courage to hang out the sheets for help.

Another example is Fatty Daddy, Qin Mingyue, and all those who feel pity for those survivors, as long as they have this thought, they will think that they should save them.

Such a bewildering demon should be regarded as a boss level.

It is so encouraging that it hopes to publicize them to rescue survivors, so this must be a trap.

Without saying anything, Zhang Yang went to the weapon modification workshop on the third basement floor.

"Call me Zhao Dagang."

Zhang Yang ordered that this guy is the captain-level machine gunner who was just promoted yesterday.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

Soon, the big and round Zhao Dagang trotted over with his light machine gun on his shoulder.

"Put the light machine gun in and continue to strengthen it for you."

"Ah - good!"

Zhao Dagang was taken aback for a moment, and then he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Last night, his light machine gun was strengthened once, and the power was completely different. Now if he wants to strengthen it again, it might be as powerful as the truck-mounted heavy machine gun.

Zhang Yang had his own ideas, this time he took out 30 units of Fantie, 3 units of Fantong, and in the end he gritted his teeth and put in 0.1 unit of Fanyin.

After the technicians operated it, the light machine gun did not change much, but its weight doubled, and its power increased by an unknown amount.

Zhao Dagang held the light machine gun in his hands with great care, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "It seems something is wrong, it is integrated and cannot be disassembled?"

"Go outside and try!"

Zhang Yang beckoned and took Zhao Dagang to the fourth floor, "Shoot twice casually."

Zhao Dagang skillfully loaded the magazine, lay down, opened the bracket, and opened the safety, but the moment his finger pulled the trigger, Zhang Yang felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. It was not that there was any danger, but that there seemed to be some kind of force Awakened or the floodgates were opened. This feeling disappeared in an instant, and looking at Zhao Dagang again, he seemed to be a different person, quickly immersing himself in the aura of that light machine gun.

And just when he was about to pull the trigger, Zhang Yang suddenly said,

"Don't try, I'll take you to a place in a while, from now on, try to hide like a sniper, and don't attack easily, but if there is any change, you must obey my order, and shoot whatever you want What, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Dagang was taken aback for a moment, "I understand, boss."

A few minutes later, the convoy responsible for going out to grab supplies still set off.

Zhang Yang and Zhao Dagang are also in the team. According to the original plan, today will be a very important day. He should have expanded the Doomsday Fortress to level 2 today, which is very important.

But he chose to lag temporarily, but concentrated his main force on going out to collect supplies.

"Li Meng stays, Tian Bo stays, and two more armed squads, one engineer squad."

"I'll give you 800 rounds of magic-breaking bullets and 4,000 rounds of reloading bullets."

"Contact by radio if necessary."

At the entrance of the underground parking lot, Zhang Yang made a simple arrangement and jumped on the Doomsday Chariot. Last night, Li Dong and the others finally modified three Doomsday Chariots that were not recognized by the Doomsday Village Construction Order because they lacked wireless communication devices.

But that's enough.

Four doomsday vehicles, two loaders, and forty-five semi-trucks rumbled out of the underground parking lot.

A total of 78 mercenaries, 20 engineers, 20 skilled workers, 20 construction workers, and 60 selected truck drivers.

Finally, adding Zhang Yang, they had to return to the factory area again today. After all, the batch of supplies brought back yesterday was nothing compared to the entire factory area.

If all goes well, he hopes to make more than three round trips today.

"Help! Help!"

As soon as the convoy drove out of the street corner, a person suddenly appeared on the top of a building, waving a sheet in his hand, and shouting frantically and mournfully.

And more than one, there are survivors emerging from the buildings along the street, and I don't know how they escaped last night?

On the doomsday chariot, Mai Tian, ​​Zhao Dagang and others all looked back at Zhang Yang, closing their eyes and resting their minds.

"Carpenter, you should go and save them. There are more people than strength."

Qin Mingyue spoke up, Zhang Yang would not let this guy out of his sight now, so even if he went out, he had to take it with him.

But now, Zhang Yang picked out his ears and asked with a puzzled look,

"What did you just say, can you repeat it again?"

"I said - we should save them!" Qin Mingyue was puzzled, but said it again seriously.

"The engine is too loud, what are you talking about, didn't you have breakfast?"

Zhang Yang continued to roar.

"I said, can you save people first?" Qin Mingyue almost roared.

"What? What are you talking about? We don't have a doctor for anyone who is sick!" Zhang Yang was even more puzzled.

"Come on, carpenter, your ears are stuffed with chicken feathers, and I said, well, I just said—"

Qin Mingyue was obviously slow, because at this time the convoy had already rushed out of the street.

"You said just now that you are going to save people? Okay, Mai Tian, ​​give Lao Qin a gun, a few hundred bullets, a lonely hero, I am optimistic about you, maybe you can save your son's mother." Zhang Yang said with a smile .

"Save people? I, don't be kidding, those demon corpses are hidden in the building, like ant eggs in an ant nest, whoever enters will die, but, am I too tired last night, this state is a bit Don't worry, I'll sleep first."

Qin Mingyue pouted, and continued to take a nap to catch up on sleep.

"Mai Tian, ​​from now on you are the commander-in-chief, and Sun Cheng is the deputy commander. Continue to go to the factory area to collect supplies according to the original plan, pay attention to safety, Zhao Dagang, follow me."

Zhang Yang said quickly, and at the moment the chariot turned a corner, he opened the door, jumped off together with Zhao Dagang, and quickly disappeared into a forest.