My Doomsday Territory

Over the course of two days, the Nanqing Intelligence Department, Lan Qingya's dozens of intelligence officers from the headquarters, and some municipal staff worked quickly.Through flyers, small advertisements, gossip and other common and unusual methods, hundreds of meters of survivors have been recruited.

There is no push, but it is distributed in various strongholds in the slums, each with dozens of survivors.

More people were eliminated in the screening process.

In the ghetto, a bar backyard, there are obviously more survivors in and out of these two days.

"True fragrance!"

After finishing his last bite of compressed dry food, Tang Wenliang couldn't help but lick the scum left by the corner of his mouth and gave a sigh.

On the side, a survivor who was also sitting against the wall nodded in agreement:

"I thought it would be nice to have a full meal. I didn't expect it to be so delicious. I seem to have tasted beef. I can't remember how long I have tasted beef."

Compressed dry food, which is slightly larger than a pack of ordinary biscuits, looks plain.

At the beginning,

Tang Wenliang, who passed the screening, was somewhat disappointed when he received such a package of compressed dry food from an expressionless man.

Less than a slap, thin, and wrapped in white transparent film paper, he squeezed it, and it didn't take a pound.

But Tang Wenliang did not complain.

Other survivors who passed the initial screening did not dare to complain-they were only the lowest survivors.

A bag of dry food, although it seems to be a small portion, is also a surprise.

When Tang Wenliang tore the outer packaging and took a bite toward the corner of the square-shaped dry food, when chewing in the mouth.

The rich scent burst out of the mouth in an instant. The small piece of dry food lingered on the tip of the tongue and was tasted repeatedly for a long time. Until the rich scent disappeared, he was willing to turn it into thick water dry food, and then ran into the abdomen along the throat.

Tasty is only a trivial part.

After digesting for a moment, Tang Wenliang was surprised to find that a stream of heat flowed from the stomach, infiltrated the five internal organs, and flowed through the limbs.

After a long period of hunger, the already very weak body slowly recovered under the influence of this heat flow.

He gnawed only a third of that piece of dry food, and felt the long-lost feeling of fullness.

Having eaten enough, Tang Wenliang looked at survivors like him in the large room.

There were twenty or thirty people, each of whom was divided into compressed biscuits and a thick coat. At this time he was tightly wrapped. In this cold weather, he finally felt the warmth.

Eat and wear again, it is impossible to be a demon eating people.

The heart that has been hanging has been put down.

Just wondering, why did this group recruit them?Also worried that a good life may leave at any time.

...

Hai Honghui pushed the door open, and two intelligence personnel in the room nodded at him in tribute.

He clapped his hands, and with a loud voice, he attracted the survivors who were sitting or lying.

"A lot of people are wondering what we are doing and what you are going to do in the future. It is under the secrecy regulations. I can't say it yet."

Seeing that some people are numb and some people are disappointed, Hai Honghui didn’t care, paused and continued, "But you don’t need to worry, you who have passed the initial screening, the most unlucky, you can also have a support for yourself As long as you work hard enough, and some of you can change your destiny from now on, I don’t say much. In the near future, you can all see.”

"Soon, you will leave Nanqing with us. If you have family, remember to report in advance."

No one answered, no one moved, the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

But in Tang Wenliang's heart, it was fiery.

...

"These survivors are too deadly."

Hai Honghui, who pushed in, shook his head.

Inside the room, there are several intelligence personnel. This is the center and can receive news from most of the strongholds in Nanqing.

Lan Qingya also met those survivors, "Some people may not believe our words,

She just sighed slightly, and soon entered a working state, "There are currently 351 rune talents, but the number of new people who have passed the screening is getting less and less... And, although our means are hidden , But after all, there are hundreds of survivors flowing, and it may not be possible to attract the attention of local forces in Nanqing..."

After a pause, she said, "I decided to take the first batch of highly talented talents to Luyin."

The bar, the No. 1 stronghold, the survivors staying here, are also the highest quality talents in the initial screening.

These two or thirty people, even more important than the other three hundred people.

Hai Honghui frowned, "These survivors are all unhappy. The greenery is far from here. I don't know how much danger there is along the way. Even if you bring all the people out, it will be difficult to take them to the shelter in good condition... and , You leave, the manpower on my side is tense."

"Unless you take a car, but... you know, it's getting harder and harder to make a car since the days have changed, and even if there are vehicles to transport the survivors, it will take a lot of time to come back and forth, and now the failure rate of the vehicles is high, It's better to wait for the railway line between the two places to connect, and then send people over, then it will be easy."

Lan Qingya shook her head:

"I know that it is just the Luyin and Nanqing railways that will not be connected so early. Ordinary talents will be sent to the railway after the railway is opened in the future, but the sooner this batch of highly talented talents are sent to the shelter, the sooner they can be trained. There are several rune masters."

When it comes to the green shade, there are several screenings, these people may not be the top talents in runes.

However, a few of the twenty or thirty people stand out and become rune masters. The probability is still quite high.

"So I'm going to contact the garrison corps and let them dispatch a rhino chariot to pick them up."

"Rhino chariot? Is it an armored vehicle weighing tens of tons, like a steel beast?"

Hai Honghui is of sufficient level, understands many hidden shades of greenery, and knows that he shelters all two of the best tanks.

Floating tanks, and rhinoceros tanks.

Relatively speaking, the Rhino tank is a grade lower than the floating tank, but it is much larger, like the combination of tanks and troop carriers, taking into account the combat effectiveness and the number of people carried.

It is reported that there are no more than ten rhinoceros chariots in the garrison.

"If you can persuade them to send a rhino chariot, it's stable."

...

The next day.

Lan Qingya summoned several members of the intelligence department, plus two members of the municipal department responsible for organizing and maintaining order, and took two or thirty survivors one after another out of the bar.

The survivors who recovered their strength no longer stumbled. It took more than ten minutes for the pedestrians to walk on the main road that could accommodate two cars in parallel.

It is also the only lane in the slum area.

A rusty and mottled bus stopped at the roadside, and Hai Honghui jumped off the car.

"Don't think this car is broken. It's not easy to get a big car without attracting attention this year. At least it's no problem to send you to the North Gate."

He said, patting the car shell smoothly, the fine scraps of iron scraped down, and the bus shook, as if it might fall apart at any time.

Hai Honghui: "..."

...

Tang Wenliang and other survivors boarded the buses one by one, and honestly found seats one by one.

Hai Honghui acted as a driver. Lan Qingya was sitting in the first row. With several weak and sudden "sudden" sounds, the bus finally started, shaking and trembling, driving on a road that was not spacious.

Be careful to avoid pedestrians. Occasionally there are vehicles passing by on the road. Most of the vehicles are welded with collision angles to strengthen the armor. The bus is also welded with a circle of iron bars, which is not conspicuous.

It is just as if the horsepower is insufficient and the driving status is fast and slow, which makes people worry about how long this rusty mottled bus can last.

Lan Qingya originally wanted the survivors to walk to Beimen, but Nanqing refuge area is not small, from the slum area to Beimen, there are also two or three kilometers away.

These survivors have a slow journey. Even if two or thirty people are scattered, they will easily attract the attention of others.

Thoughts flow,

In a blink of an eye, the bus had arrived at the gate of the city. Hai Honghui produced a chamber of commerce certificate, and after a while, without any hindrance, the bus drove out of the Nanqing shelter.

Many crops were also planted outside the city walls of Nanqing, but they were harassed by demonized beasts from time to time, most of them were spoiled, and a few appeared sick and stunted.

In the first season of harvest, there is not much food, and Nanqing still has to buy food from the greenery often.

At this time, it was not the peak out of the city in the morning. There were still a lot of awakened people carrying weapons, struggling to get out of the shelter, fighting the demonized beasts, and earning Yuanjing, they could enjoy the days of flowers and wine.

Compared with the awakeners, the survivors living in slums seem to live in another world.

These people on the bus did not know how long they had walked out of the towering city wall. The sacks occupations that many survivors once engaged in gradually disappeared into history as the surrounding areas were repeatedly proved.

The wilderness outside, the ancient trees in the sky, the tall grass, the wind blowing, makes people feel strange.

The bus drove slowly and slowly, and the bumpy road made the body shock and shock.

He drove off the main road and drove for a few more minutes, gradually seeing no trace of other awakeners.

"Come here, as long as the garrison's soldiers arrive nearby, they will receive the coordinates."

Lan Qingya took out the beacon to activate, and a circle of invisible fluctuations spread out from the light red square in her hand.

Hai Honghui nodded.

Some couldn't stand the air in the car. He jumped out of the car and the coffee soul was about to move, but he couldn't find any materials to prepare.

"Be sure to bring it with you when you go out next time."

He murmured, leaning against the door of the car, his lazy body suddenly standing upright, gazing at the woods in the distance.

The breath of the awakened confusing person appeared in his perception.

A group of awakening men in uniform combat uniforms, with weapons hanging around their waists, armed with guns, walked out of the woods and immediately surrounded the bus.

In the first place, a young man with three red lines drawn in the arm position of the combat uniform took a step forward and shouted, "We are from the Nanqing Guard, and now suspect that you are a cultist, all get out of the car for inspection!"

On the bus, the survivors rioted.

They knew this uniform, which represented the Nanqing sanctuary and the supreme power. Even the other awakening adults, in front of these people in uniform, were just obedient.

The people in the slums do not understand the world of the awakening people. They are only afraid. They are the fear of the people at the bottom of the hierarchy who are in charge of life and death. Some of the people in the guards have instinctively stood up and are ready to get off the train to accept it. an examination.

Tang Wenliang looked at the few people in the car who were supposed to be awakening, and then looked at the members of the guard who surrounded them and had fired their weapons. They could only calm down.

Two city officials stayed in the car. Lan Qingya and five other intelligence personnel walked off the car and looked at the Nanqing guards.

There are only seven awakeners on one side.

On one side, there are dozens of people equipped.

The captain of the guard, the smile at the corner of his mouth finally aroused, "Everyone got off the car to be examined, rest assured that we will not let any cultists go, but we will not injustice any good person."

He really did not intend to frame these people as cultists, but just took the initiative to detain the survivors on the bus.

Although they are all waste survivors who have no skill, but since they can be seen by the green people, it is necessary to cut off the beast.

The captain believed that among these people, there must be something hidden from them.

The atmosphere is dignified,

Lan Qingya snorted coldly, awakening the eightfold terror, bursting out in an instant, like a gust of wind, photographed towards the faces of the guards.

The hair flying behind her head swept her eyes, and the guards backed away.

The captain secretly scolded in his heart, but he was also deterred by the breath-he himself only awakened the sevenfold!

The momentum is not weak, "want to do! Believe it or not, I can order the top three hundred from the wall!"

"This way, leave the survivors in the car and you can leave." He confessed to the opposite step.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

The survivors on the bus shivered.

Hai Honghui also breathed out the awakening Qizhong, and other members of the intelligence department had already put their hands on the weapon.

...

Lan Qingya knew clearly that the secret recruitment of talent was eventually discovered by Nan Qing.

But it was also expected.

She has already been authorized by the director.

It is impossible for a talented person to make a concession. The reason for secretly soliciting is that he does not want to clash with Nanqing, but it does not mean fear.

"Okay, you can take it away, but..."

"From now on, Luyin will no longer sell any food and rune equipment to Nanqing."

The captain hadn't shown any joy, but his entire face was like constipation.

Without green equipment and food, Nanqing can survive. The answer is yes.However, it is like a person who has experienced a luxurious life and returned to poverty again, which is unbearable for individuals.

Nanqing is not a piece of iron. Once the supply of equipment has been cut off because of this, then...

He still shouted, "Even if you don't buy it directly from you, there is also a Chamber of Commerce, which brings a lot of equipment every once in a while."

"Do you think that our green shade can cut off the supply of the chamber of commerce?"

Lan Qingya still chuckled and stopped talking.

The captain looked tangled.

Whether or not to let go is a difficult choice.

If you don’t let it happen, 80% of the time he is the scapegoat; let it be, he will take the bus and encircle the bus, if he leaves so vainly...

It feels like a fart, nothing.

With a tangled expression on his face, he was almost suffocating.

suddenly,

Roaring roar came from afar.

A big tree in the sky, twenty to thirty meters high, was pushed down by the waist.

A two-storey building with silver and black reflecting on the whole body, like a steel barrier, appeared in the sight of everyone.

The track wheels of the chariot turned and pressed the ground out of the mark of nearly twenty centimeters, and went straight to them and stopped.

A few thick barrels, pointing around, made people chill.

The awakening man in a black combat uniform opened the tank door and jumped from above.

Armed with high-end rune weapons, carrying rune guns, and the indescribable terrorist tank.

He could recognize the symbols engraved on it.

It's a green guard group.

The captain couldn't help grunting.

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