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City in Danger Chapter 177 Past Events in the Northwest

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    Standing outside the door, Lin Chuan quietly listened to the goings on in the ward.  "Don't come here" the injured man whimpered in a low voice.  "It's okay, he's gone." Liang Jin's voice said.  "How are you feeling? Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? You must be hungry, right? We have hot porridge, do you want to drink some?" She had no intention of questioning at all, which made Lin Chuan anxious, but the injured person's mood was therefore  And slowly it calmed down.  A nurse brought the porridge in, and Liang Jin fed him spoonfuls with his own hands, and then asked: "What's your name? Where are you from?" After the injured calmed down, his thinking gradually became clearer, and he communicated with them  After communication, he introduced himself as Wang Bo, who came from the Jining base in the northwest and was a captain and staff officer in the joint logistics department of the base.  Li Mingfeng did not find the place he mentioned on the map, but based on his description, he found a blank area in the Gobi without any towns.  "What happened?" This is the question that everyone is most concerned about.  Wang Bo already knew at this time that he was in Jianghai, a refuge where blood people and ordinary people could live equally, and he also knew that he was the only survivor on the plane.  But he didn't believe the current situation described by Liang Jin and others. In his opinion, the so-called "equality" was just a lie to make him relax his vigilance.  But he still told everything he knew.  He is deeply aware of the cruelty of the bloodline. Maybe the bloodline can still be patient and pretend to leave at this moment, but if he never gets the answer, he will definitely face terrible torture.  "Please ensure my safety." He said this repeatedly.  "I will tell you everything I know, and please ensure my safety." "No one will kill you." Leng Suan, who came after hearing the news, said.  "The time, energy and materials we have spent on you are beyond your imagination. In the end of the world, these things will far exceed the value of your life. We will not let you die so easily. You said you are a logistics staff officer? Then  It just so happens that I will have some work for you to do when you get better." Such cold words made Wang Bo completely relieved, and he began to tell them everything he knew.  Jining Base was built five years ago. Wang Bo did not know its background, but judging from the time, Liang Jin guessed that it should be one of the batch of bases built after the destruction of Jiuquan Base.  Wang Bo is not a conscript, but a graduate of the National University of Defense Technology. After graduation, he was assigned to a missile base in northwest Ganzhou.  He was transferred there only three years after the Jining base was built.  The base is far away from the city, and four-fifths of the buildings are hidden underground. Most areas of the base are under strict blockade. Low-level officers and ordinary soldiers like Wang Bo are not eligible to enter. They spend most of their time on the ground.  Boring training, or tending vegetables in a greenhouse and feeding hundreds of pigs.  For Wang Bo.  The only joy in life was going to the nearby market town at the beginning of each month to pick up supplies.  After the disaster, many people flooded into the Jining base. Most of them took military planes to land at the airstrip near the base, but there were also a large number of soldiers transported here by armored trains, and they were accompanied by a number of  Huge arrays of gunships, self-propelled artillery and surface-to-air missiles.  The pigs they worked so hard to raise were all killed at once, and since then.  Wang Bo never saw any animals again.  As a member of the Joint Logistics Department, Wang Bo's life suddenly became busy. During that time, he had no time to listen to the soldiers' worried discussions about the situation. He just counted the goods delivered by the train every day and sorted them into categories.  Well, it took all his energy.  The number of people eating in the base suddenly increased from a few hundred to nearly 10,000.  Such changes made him a little overwhelmed, and he also heard about it vaguely.  A larger defensive position is being constructed southeast of the base.  The airstrip next to the base was quickly converted into a permanent airport, and it was very large. Many fighters and bombers gathered here. Temporary houses that could accommodate tens of thousands of people were built next to the base, and oil storage that could accommodate millions of liters of fuel.  tanks and numerous anti-aircraft positions.  The logistics work was taken over by the Military Region Joint Logistics Department. They only worked as one of the groups, responsible for building the cargo yard and storing the materials transported by train in the cargo yard by category.  Equipment and supplies were continuously transported by planes and trains. After nearly a month of busy work, Wang Bo realized that the first batch of people arriving by plane were of very high rank, and this place had become the command center of the Chinese armed forces.  At that time, he began to feel vaguely worried, but the phone could no longer be reached, and he could not contact his family at all. Deserters began to appear in the base, and a large number of them were beaten to death in the desert.? on the Gobi Desert.  The first time Wang Bo saw mutant creatures was one night two months later. By then, the base had become a new city composed entirely of soldiers, with tens of thousands of people working hard here like worker ants.  Wang Bo was promoted from lieutenant to captain because of his outstanding work, and his responsibilities were also transferred to storing the supplies transported by air to the designated area.  That night, he was waiting for a transport plane from the Northeast. The plane was delayed by an hour. This made him and the engineers responsible for transporting the goods anxious, and they did not even have the mind to guess what kind of goods would be transported as usual.  The descriptions on the task sheets issued by the General Joint Logistics Department are always vague, "Classify the goods of A into area 4", or "Store the goods numbered B to 10 to site A". They can only start from the goods.  Look at the size and the notes on the box to guess what's inside.  But that night he didn¡¯t wait for the plane. When he looked up in the night sky to look for the plane¡¯s lights, a burst of fire suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and then the alarm sounded for the first time in the base.  Wang Bo followed the instructions in the manual and took the engineers to hide in a shelter on the side. The anti-aircraft guns on the anti-aircraft positions began to pour ammunition into the sky crazily.  Through the sparks of the shells exploding in the air, Wang Bo saw an unforgettable sight in his life - the black tide of bats that almost covered the entire sky. They were standing next to each other, as if they were escaping from the most realistic nightmare.  The devil came out.  Almost no one slept that night. From time to time, debris from exploding artillery shells and broken corpses fell down from the sky. The sound of anti-aircraft guns made everyone only speak through loud roars, even if they stopped the next morning.  The same goes for after shooting.  A pilot told Wang Bo that the mutated bats followed the planes transporting people and supplies from the disaster area, and there were millions of them.  Wang Bo believed what he said, because he stood on the control tower of the cargo yard and saw corpse fragments and blood stains everywhere he could see, especially the air defense position, which was almost drowned by corpses and blood stains.  Someone told him that that night, hundreds of people mutated into monsters because they were dripped with dirty blood. However, Wang Bo did not see the mutants they mentioned with his own eyes. However, starting from that night, his superiors asked them to use every piece of goods.  Double layer of tarp to cover.  Since then, they have never seen any mutant creatures, except for the occasional rumble of artillery in the southeast. Sometimes bombers and attack aircraft on the airport take off urgently to support positions further south or east.  Those boastful pilots gradually disappeared. Wang Bo didn¡¯t know if they were dead or transferred to other places.  As a screw, Wang Bo has no access to core secrets. He can only hear bits and pieces of news about other places from pilots who are becoming more and more tired and irritable.  Wuyang fell, Jiangning fell, Yanjing fell, Jianghai fell, Imperial Capital fell, Jiangling fell, Luozhong fell, Bajun fell, Hanzhong fell, bad news came one after another, and they were getting closer and closer to the location of Jining base. It is said that  There are no living people in East China and South China. Only some people are holding on on the islands of Chongzhou and Zhoushan.  But they don¡¯t live long.  Every pilot who told him the news said so.  A monster is not scary, but they never appear alone, there are thousands of them every time.  We can blow up tens or even hundreds of thousands of monsters without any effort, but guess what?  The next day there will be more monsters stepping on their corpses, more than those killed before combined.  Everyone is gradually becoming numb and indifferent to the news ahead.  There were fewer and fewer trains and transport planes transporting supplies, and the goods on the freight yards also began to slowly decrease. For a while, people were rumored to move farther west, but it didn't really happen until the snow fell and until the winter passed.  .  Wang Bo knew very well that his family had suffered misfortune. For a long time, the soldiers were encouraged every day on the radio to turn grief into strength and make their own contribution to the counterattack.  Wang Bo doesn't know what others think, but he works hard every day not because he wants revenge, but because he doesn't know what else he can do or how he can survive.  As the Spring Festival approaches, the base begins a large-scale search for volunteers. It is said that scientists in the base who have never shown up have developed a vaccine to deal with the virus, and they have also found a way to use the virus to create super soldiers.  But the method they found was unstable, had a high mortality rate, and required a large number of volunteers.  "They really succeeded?" Lin Chuan asked.  Wang Bo has accepted the fact that he is active here and no longer has any resistance, so he has already stood aside and listened to Wang BoTell your story.  "Don't you know?" Wang Bo asked with a wry smile.  "Rather than saying that they succeeded, it is better to say that they were successfully deceived." PS: I continue to ask for your support, no matter what it is, thank you!
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