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Volume 1 Chapter 46 Mission

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    Chapter 46 Mission

    The grain transport fleet of Farmer Company is parked in the freight yard in the northeast corner of "Blaze City".

    The five green-painted trucks are all equipped with a five-millimeter-thick protective deck.  Through the gap in the canopy surrounded by iron wires, you can see the white grain bags piled up like hills in the carriage.  Judging from the smell, it should be corn and barley flour.

    A total of twenty-two people, including Lin Xiang, signed up to participate in the escort mission.  There are two more than the required maximum of 20 people.

    A strong man over two meters tall wearing a light gray combat uniform sat in front of the first truck.  His whole body is covered with bulging and explosive muscles, and the yellow skin unique to Asians is firm and tight, exuding a ferocious look with a cruel undertone.

    "My name is Wang Biao, and I am the captain of this transportation mission."

    A zigzag-shaped scar ran from Wang Biao¡¯s left cheek to his neck, making his entire face look more sinister.  He glanced back and forth at the employees in front of him, and his cold eyes quickly fell on a stout man holding a homemade long knife in his hand.

    "get out¡ª¡ª"

    "Why can't I do it?" The man punched his strong chest muscles, widened his eyes and roared: "I have plenty of strength¡ª¡ª"

    ¡°I don¡¯t even have a gun, and I will die in vain.¡± Wang Biao glanced at him and said coldly: ¡°Go away! Next time you accept a mission, remember to get a gun first.¡±

    "I have a knife, and I can kill anyone who dares to block the road. Take me with you, I need money and food!" the man roared angrily.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    The crisp sound of gunfire interrupted the man's endless entanglement.  He lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the big hole in his chest that was constantly leaking blood. He opened his mouth and fell heavily to the ground.

    "You, come out."

    Without even looking at the twitching body on the ground, Wang Biao called out another thin young man from the crowd, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face full of fear.

    "roll¡ª¡ª"

    "I, I have a gun." The pale young man gingerly raised the old-fashioned gunpowder gun in his hand.

    "I tell you to get out of here -" Wang Biao roared, aiming his black fist at the opponent's abdomen and smashing it hard. The huge force knocked the young man's body backwards and flew out. He screamed and fell to the ground more than ten meters away.  Guardrail side.

    ?A very simple and effective screening method.  A team of twenty people is enough.

    The destination of the convoy is "Iron Slag City" more than 500 kilometers away.

    The tires roughly rolled over the dust floating on the ground, bringing up yellow dust all over the sky.  There are countless small and irregular cracks on the asphalt road left over from the old days.  Occasionally, you can see the car wreckage that looks like a metal skeleton on the road. The peeling paint on the shell reveals dense traces of acid etching. A few scattered human bones fell into the hidden corners of the car frame, and were treated as rare by unknown insects.  The delicacies were wrapped up in groups, and they were gnawed desperately to make hundreds of small holes in succession.

    Sitting in the car that was rocking back and forth, Lin Xiang broke off a piece of rough biscuit baked with a mixture of corn flour and rye paste, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

    In addition to the 500 yuan reward, each person who participates in the escort can also receive two kilograms of this lumpy food.

    The dry and hard corn kernels are rough in the mouth, and the unpeeled wheat bran makes the mouth hurt. From time to time, there is a slight bitterness and itchiness on the tip of the tongue. Even so, people still eat it very deliciously, and occasionally drop a little bit.  Even if there are slag grains, I will dip my fingers into the saliva and put it back into my mouth.

    It is very difficult to grow clean crops on contaminated land.

    When he was in Rock Town, Lin Xiang once saw refugees farming.  They used simple instruments to dig out the radiant layer on the surface, took out soil from a depth of less than two meters, and used clean groundwater to irrigate and cultivate.  Unpredictable climate and excessive ultraviolet rays mean that crop harvests are usually only half of those in the old days.  The radiation dust and acid rain deposited in the air will form new pollution. After the harvest season, new soil must be dug again and the monotonous and arduous work must be repeated.

    Compared with the various exquisite foods of the old days in memory, this rough biscuit is simply garbage in the swill.  But in the eyes of people who are going crazy with hunger, any mildly irradiated food that their bodies can tolerate is their greatest reliance on survival.

    Lin Xiang did not question Wang Biao's cruel behavior.  The value of five carts of food is almost equivalent to the same amount of gold in the old days.  Men without guns and thin young men are indeed not suitable for such extremely dangerous operations.  Rather than suffer the consequences when the time comes, it is better to cut off the signs of chaos as soon as possible.

    This is the same as untrained civilians who can never be integrated into elite combat units.reason.

    The dilapidated road winds into the distance.

    The convoy maintains a constant speed of about eighty yards. These specially modified vehicles are equipped with all-steel angular diagonal buckets at the front.  Any obstacle that dares to stand in the way will be torn to pieces by the huge impact and sharp shovel tip.

    Wang Biao sat directly in front of the car hood holding an assault rifle loaded with bullets.  Under the thick short hair, a blue-gray scalp is exposed, and under the high-rolled sleeves, knotted strips of muscles bulge out, covered with thick veins, like strange leeches that are deeply pierced on the surface of the skin and desperately sucking blood.

    Lin Xiang carefully observed his gun.  That should be a replica of the old era m5g43.  The gun body is light and has good range. Although the appearance is slightly rough, it does not affect its power.

    For some reason, he had an indescribable strange feeling towards this extremely vicious man.  Just like when I first met Lieutenant Colonel Hawke in Germany, my body would have a subconscious natural resonance.

    It is certain that Wang Biao, like himself, is a parasite infected by the virus.  As for the specific strength Lin Xiang felt that this man was much weaker than any opponent he had ever encountered.  Evenit doesn't even meet the one-star standard.

    Parasites can induce each other, which has been proven in the old times.  Viruses that parasitize in different hosts use this method that far exceeds the five human senses to identify their own kind.

    Along the way, Wang Biao didn¡¯t talk to anyone.  Even while eating, his face still maintained the same aloofness and indifference.

    Tigers disdain to talk to cats and dogs, and the weak can never imitate the dominance of the strong.

    Lin Xiang can be sure that he did not sense his existence.

    This is really strange.

    The afternoon sun became more and more dazzling, and the sharply rising temperature dispelled the chill left over from the morning.  This kind of abnormal weather is rare in autumn, and people's mood becomes irritable and nervous.

    Wang Biao placed the assault rifle across the roof of the car, raised his fists and pounded the cab with steel mesh, and roared repeatedly: "Accelerate, accelerate quickly¡ª¡ª"

    Directly ahead is an empty plain.

    The dense and dark crowds were pouring in from both sides of the road. They were swarming like ants. They could not see the edge or the end. They stretched for several kilometers. They seemed like a black river of death extending from hell, completely destroying the dilapidated road.  submerged.

    Lin Xiang tightened his grip on the shotgun.

    That¡¯s a living corpse.  A huge group of corpses numbering tens of thousands.

    On the surface of the skinny body, there are strands of fleshy fabric fibers hanging, and on the surface of the black-gray skin, there are clearly defined joints.  They are tightly attached to the bones, and the middle seems to have lost the muscle as a filling. The originally plump female breasts have completely turned into shriveled skin bags, hanging on the chest like withered fruits.  The genitals of the male lower body are no longer distinguishable, leaving only a little shrunken and raised part. Occasionally, when it touches and rubs against the legs, it will always bring up a few hard pieces that become brittle and peel off.

    Their eye sockets are sunken, and their cloudy eyeballs have long lost their visual ability.  Their high, protruding nostrils and completely disproportionate ears give them powerful hearing and a keen sense of smell.  These creatures, which evolved from the humans of old, have chosen a completely different evolutionary path in their own unique way.

    ¡°Rush over¡ª¡ª¡±

    The engine roared like a furious lion, stepping on the accelerator to the limit and bursting out with powerful power. With the ferocious inertia that could tear everything apart, it savagely rushed into the group of corpses.

    A triangular bucket like a steel knife separates a gradually expanding passage from the layers of living corpses.  The inclined angle pushed them to both sides like building blocks. The ferocious-looking zombies raised their skinny arms, opened their rotten mouths that exuded disgusting rancidity, and used their black and green nails and teeth to cling to any part of the surface of the carriage that could be clung to.  , trying to stop the running steel behemoth, tear it into pieces, suck out the blood of the guardian, gnaw every bone, and fill his shrunken stomach with fresh meat that he has not tasted for a long time, but the huge inertia pushed his body away.  It was dragged apart alive, smashed into countless broken bone fragments, and crushed into even smaller particles by the speeding tires.

    After all, the power of living things cannot compete with machinery.

    Five grain trucks drove a path of flesh and blood paved with bone fragments and skin residue among the corpses.  Soon, Juechen's retreating convoy had left the sniffing range that the living corpses could detect.  The noisy black corpses returned to their calm state. They staggered and stared at the sky with blank and empty eyeballs, desperately searching for any information about food.

    There was a burst of happy cheers in the carriage.  The guardians, who were shocked and speechless by the terrifying scene, whistled and clapped each other's hands to express their feelings.??Inner joy and joy.

    ¡°Shut up, I¡ª¡±

    Wang Biao, who had a gloomy expression, wiped the sweat from his face, pulled the bolt of his gun hard, and smiled coldly: "You think a five hundred yuan reward is so easy to earn? Hehehehe! This is just an appetizer before the dinner.  Cheer up, everyone. Next, is the fear of death that you really have to face¡ª¡ª"
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