"Beep——"

A long and piercing trumpet sounded.

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, line up! Follow the guardrail!" Xiao Jun shouted to the bustling crowd with a loudspeaker.

There are five guardrails placed at the gate, and dozens of combat personnel are maintaining order.

Under the organization of these combatants, the survivors slowly lined up, not daring to make mistakes.

After these people entered Wengcheng, they lined up and walked in front of Liu Jinglue and others.

"number plate?"

"45889."

Liu Jinglue glanced at the number plate in his hand and took it from him.

double confirm.

"name?"

"Liu Anming."

After confirming that it was this person, Liu Jinglue nodded towards the person next to him.

Returned his weapon to him.

It was nothing more than two short knives and a steel stick. I don’t know what the use of these steel sticks was.

However, Liu Jinglue and the others didn't bother to ask. After all, in the apocalypse, everyone has different ways of killing zombies.

Liu Anming was carrying a worn canvas bag and received the two short knives and steel sticks.

He said thank you to Liu Jinglue.

He turned around and walked outside the gate of the trading market.

He is a loner and never follows anyone else.

The thin man walked out of the door and looked at the black ground, slightly stunned.

This black goo has a very wide range, covering hundreds of meters within sight.

After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that during a thunderstorm, he had seen the fire in the sky outside the wall and felt the lack of oxygen.

He realized that this should be heavy oil refined from petroleum, something left over after burning zombies.

Stepping towards the black ground.

I didn't expect that it wouldn't stick to my shoes.

These heavy oils burn zombies, and there are many highly flammable things in their bodies.

Layers upon layers of burning zombie corpses, combined with heavy oil burning materials, formed a layer of asphalt-like gel that hardened and solidified under the sun all day yesterday.

The ground is much easier to walk on than before.

In the past, this area was filled with dirt, and the cars were speeding by under the high temperature, causing dust to fly.

After heavy rain, the ground becomes muddy.

Walking on this ground made of countless zombie corpses, Liu Anming's steps became more and more brisk.

When he reached the intersection between the black ground and the yellow land, which was the outermost position of the oil array, he looked back at the trading market behind him.

"This is a great place, but it's a pity that I can't stay here for a long time."

With a smile on his lips, he walked away.

The morning sun stretched his shadow very long.

He walked further and further towards the road in the distance.

.....

In the busy Wengcheng, many survivors came out one after another.

Some of these survivors are small teams of twos and threes, while others are medium and large forces like the Cold-Blooded Army.

After they walked out of the trading market, they were all shocked by the black ground.

It is unimaginable how many zombie corpses are buried on the ground.

For some of them who joined the volunteer team, they had seen with their own eyes the scene of tens of millions of zombies in the oil array on the fence.

But some people did not participate. After seeing this black ground at this moment, they can feel how scary it was outside in the past few days.

In oil city.

Mr. Tiger from Southern Paradise paid a personal visit.

"Master Tiger is leaving now? Why don't you stay for two more days?" The third uncle was not surprised to see Master Tiger visiting.

They came here in large numbers. After all, Southern Paradise is their home base. They haven't been back for hundreds of days, so they are naturally anxious to go back and have a look.

"No, I want to go back early and have a look." Master Hu smiled and shook his head.

Then he pointed to Chen Er beside him and said to his third uncle:

"Minister Li, I asked Chen Er and the others to stay. If you have anything to do, just tell him directly. I have already made an agreement with him, and we will listen to you here."

The third uncle glanced at Chen Er, nodded slightly and said:

"You're welcome, I'll take you out."

"Stay here. I know that Minister Li has many things to do, so there's no need to send them away."

Now that everything was said, Third Uncle happened to have a lot of things to deal with, so he asked Ju Tianrui to take Lord Hu out of the city gate on his behalf.

What is different from other survivors is that Hu Ye and others do not need to go through the gate of Wengcheng when they go out.

There are four gates in the entire trading market.

However, except for the main entrance, the other three gates have always been sealed.

It's never easy to open.

This is also to better manage the trading market. After all, there are too many people flowing in and out. We dare not let people in without careful inspection.

Mr. Hu and the others went out through the south gate.

After all, they have a strategic alliance with Oil City and are exempt from inspection.

So there is no need to queue up with other survivors and go out through the gate of Wengcheng.

soon.

Mr. Hu came out of the trading market in his car.

Lang Lang Sunny Day.

The temperature has risen by three or four degrees today, making it a bit hot.

It was still May when I came in, and it was already the end of August in the blink of an eye.

It is foreseeable that the temperature will continue to rise in the next few days.

Master Hu sat in the back seat of the car, opened the window, and looked at the green mountains in the distance.

It seems like the next day.

Recalling the atmosphere under the dark thunderstorm, the sun hung in front of me,

The green hills remain the same.

"Speed ​​up and return to Southern Paradise as quickly as possible."

"Yes, Master Hu." Wu Xing stepped on the accelerator and moved forward with a bang.

...........

Another day passed.

Big camphor tree base.

The first batch of ultraviolet lamps was produced in the factory. Thanks to the guidance of Lao Dong and the workers, the production efficiency was improved. In the past few days, nearly 800 ultraviolet lamps were produced.

The original target of 600 units was exceeded.

He Bing hurriedly found his second uncle and reported the number of ultraviolet lamps produced.

After the second uncle heard that the quantity exceeded the original estimate, he quickly gave a reply:

300 units are needed for the outer city wall of the Da Zhangshu base, and 400 units are needed to cover the trading market wall. Of the remaining 100 units, 30 units are left for Lao Bi and the others, and the rest are sent to the Oil City.

After all, the Oil City side has a lot of people and its defenses are not as good as the headquarters base side.

It would also be safer to give them more UV lights.

"Let's arrange it quickly."

"Okay." He Bing left in a hurry and gathered people to install these ultraviolet lights on the helicopter.

.....
Chapter completed!