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Chapter 100 You, this base, are following the battle flow!
After hearing Cheng Mengyun's voice, the man with a vicissitudes of life, smoking a cigarette, looked towards the source of the voice in disbelief.
"Big sister, it's you." The uncle stroked his unshaven chin, showing a tired smile, "What a coincidence."
Then he looked at the young man in a sweater beside Cheng Mengyun. The uncle seemed very surprised, and then showed a happy smile.
"Please tell the base, I have something important to report." The uncle turned his expression back, and said to the registration staff who was asking questions here and there.
Seeing that Lao Li had avoided the topic of his wife, the registration staff suddenly had bad thoughts. He hurriedly called the staff responsible for sending messages to report to the base.
At this time, the ambulance also rushed to the checkpoint with Chang Xiao, and hurriedly pulled the exhausted and blood-stained uncle and others to the hospital.
"Hey, I also have something important to do! You can also help me by the way." The short-haired woman squeezed between the two of them and said anxiously.
"By the way, the base has tightened the policy of going out recently," the registration staff said to everyone after completing the registration, "If you don't go out of the market unless necessary, you have to make a report when you leave the market. Now the base is urgently notifying the citizens who have gone out to return to the market as soon as possible. "
The short-haired woman was puzzled and said, "Why are you so strict all of a sudden?"
The registration officer said helplessly: "It just so happens that a weekly meeting will be held in the past two days. They say that the reason will be announced after the weekly meeting is over. No matter what you say about the policy of the base, it must be for everyone's benefit."
The short-haired woman nodded, and she turned her head to look at the five masters who had drawn in behind her eyes. Except for the curly-haired young man who kept moaning and sighing, the others looked around curiously, looking like they were watching the excitement.
"By the way, you have to replace the ID cards of the five survivors I brought back with temporary ones," said the short-haired woman. "They are just here to experience the life of the base, and they don't necessarily have to stay."
The registration staff burst into wailing in an instant. After finally meeting a few good seedlings, they all came to stay temporarily.
With a mournful face, he issued identity badges to five people, which changed from bright red formal ones to pink temporary ones, with two words printed on them: "Temporary".
At this time, another ambulance came and yelled, and dragged away the short-haired woman standing aside with her arms folded without any explanation.
"Xiao Shen, your uncle!" The short-haired woman yelled at the woman in white who was holding her down when she was dragged away.
"Boss, it's best to ask a doctor to take a look at your wound and take a picture of you." The woman in white who called for an ambulance said gently.
"You just follow the registration officer, he will arrange the matter of entering the base. Let's go first, and see you later." The woman in white politely bid farewell to Cheng Mengyun and the other five.
Cheng Mengyun watched the three members of the "Anesthesia" team being dragged away by the ambulance. She wanted to talk to the uncle a few more times, but she didn't expect him to be taken away by the ambulance soon. She simply looked at the pink ID card she received. The ID card was a thin card, which was put in a card case with a lanyard. This card was also inlaid with a circle of gold , looks very magnificent.
The survivor who entered City D next door carried the same identity badge as Cheng Mengyun and the one in hand, except that the color was green.
"Only survivors with 'first-class benefits' have gold-edged cards," the woman in white explained, "so many people upgrade to 'first-class benefits' in order to make their ID cards look good. By the way, identity The card is very important, you need to swipe the card to enter some venues or do business, donβt lose it, even if you lose it, tell the staff early.β
"Okay, I will keep it." Cheng Mengyun nodded knowingly, Phnom Penh is indeed very beautiful.
She was supporting Zhao Qinghan, who was sleeping staggeringly in a wheelchair, while Qiaoqiao timidly shrank behind Cheng Mengyun.
"May I ask why some people's ID cards have stickers?" Yinhua looked at his bare card, and he found that the registration staff's ID cards were full of stickers. The stickers were not patterns, but some auspicious words.
There are similar stickers on the identity cards held by some survivors in line.
"Well, this is the base to praise the outstanding survivors. In addition to giving rewards, they also put different styles of stickers on the identity cards." The registration staff simply asked other people to replace them, and he was the guide .
He is now enthusiastically guiding Cheng Mengyun and his party into the base. Hmph, he can definitely keep these five good seedlings!
The registration personnel pointed to the stickers on their ID cards and explained one by one: "For example, 'All things are successful' means that multiple tasks have been successfully completed; this 'Gong Xi Fa Cai' means that a certain task has been overfulfilled and brought back a lot of supplies, such as Bring back 3 second-order crystal nuclei at one time or bring back a large cart of grain; 'Guoshi Wushuang' has made outstanding contributions, and it is difficult to obtain..."
He introduced them one by one, pointed to the last sticker, and said with a smile: "As for the 'safe and smooth', the citizens of the whole city have it, which means that everyone has lived safely until now, and the base wishes everyone a safe and smooth journey. "
Cheng Mengyun listened carefully, those stickers were made in various ways and looked very beautiful, which made her desire to collect stickers.
Is this the joy of stamp collecting?
However, superstitious customs are really prevalent here, and Cheng Mengyun felt the atmosphere here before he formally entered D City.
"I know why your clothes are printed with 'everything is suitable' on the back. Feelings are a tradition here." Cheng Mengyun murmured to Yinhua beside him in a low voice.
The large and small bags on Huazi's body were loaded into a small cart similar to a shopping cart by enthusiastic staff, and he was pushing the full cart.
"There are words on the back of my clothes?!" Yinhua looked at her in disbelief. He only knew that his clothes belonged to a curly-haired young man, but he didn't know that there were words printed on the back of his clothes, "Would it be too middle school?" gone?"
"No..." Cheng Mengyun swallowed "there is a giant python on your back".
She looked in front of her again, the curly-haired young man who was pushing Zhao Qinghan's wheelchair. She originally wanted her to push the wheelchair, but the young man said, "Take money from people, and eliminate disasters from others".
Seeing that Zhao Qinghan was indeed taken good care of by the other party starting from Huaihua Village, she was a little relieved.
After entering the checkpoint of the base, the registration staff led everyone onto a bus: "The base in City D is in the city center, so we have to go there by car. It will take about 15 minutes on the way, everyone, please stay safe."
He brought a fruit bowl with some snacks and dried sweet potatoes on it; before the car started, he handed over a few cups of sour plum soup, and he greeted everyone: "Everyone can eat something, it is really a shortage of supplies, there is nothing to entertain. "
To these words, Cheng Mengyun and others were "polite".
Cheng Mengyun's mouth was even dry, and he swallowed the sour plum soup in one gulp. Everyone sat in the first few rows of the bus, the first row was filled with registration personnel; the second row sat Cheng Mengyun and Qiaoqiao, and the unconscious Zhao Qinghan sat between them.
On the right side of the second row are the curly-haired young man and Yinhua. The two of them were speechless at first, but then they started talking.
The bus started, and the surrounding scenery flew by.
The appearance of City D also caught everyone's eyes. Compared with the high-rise buildings everywhere in the highly urbanized City S, City D can be said to have preserved a large number of ancient buildings. The pavement of some small roads is still old stone roads. A wonderful visual experience.
However, the most numerous temples in City D are all kinds of temples. In front of each temple, there are neat and tidy shrines, and signs of various ghosts and gods are hung on the doors.
Among them, their car passed a large temple crowded with people. The temple was quite magnificently repaired, several stories high, and it looked like it was newly built.
The plaque hanging at the door reads: "Supernatural power".
Very well, worship God on demand. Cheng Mengyun was thinking about going to worship when he had time, and doing as the Romans do.
Because the terrain here is uneven, there are many viaducts. The driver of the bus was driving very recklessly, seeing the viaduct more than ten meters high as nothing, and stepped on the accelerator to take off.
Cheng Mengyun felt her whole body shaking, and when the bus ran over the uneven road, she flew into the air for a few seconds.
There are huge banners hanging on the trees on the roadside and some tall buildings, all of which are all kinds of inspiring slogans:
[Meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins! γ
[Sweep all zombies with an invincible spirit! γ
[Liberate City D, unify the surrounding areas! γ
[Strengthen combat readiness and prepare for war! γ
Compared with the promotional slogans of the base in K city, "Don't eat the crystal core, it will turn into a zombie", "Open up wasteland and grow food, don't panic in winter", the slogans of D city have strong smoke of war, and all the slogans are iron-blooded battle slogans.
Cheng Mengyun suddenly thought of the admission test of the base in D city, which was obviously to test the combat effectiveness of the survivors.
Holy crap, shouldn't the base in City D be full of fighting style? !
She hissed. If I remember correctly, several of the base chiefs of the city D base were killed in battle...
Qiaoqiao was sitting by the window, she was lying on the window at this moment, staring at the scenery of D city without blinking.
Cheng Mengyun suddenly remembered that Qiaoqiao had been trapped in the small Longevity Village in her previous life, and this was her first time outside the village.
She felt a little distressed, and began to tell Qiaoqiao little by little what the buildings outside were.
Until Qiaoqiao pointed to the towers standing all over City D and asked in a low voice what it was, Cheng Mengyun got stuck.
Those slender towers seem to be constructed of flesh and blood, and if you look closely, they seem to be moving. Each of them is dozens of stories high and scattered in D City. It was now dusk, and the thick black clouds began to drift past, and some of the clouds and mist pressed down on the tower.
"Those towers are 'lookout towers' created by an ability user. Her ability is to produce flesh and blood, but they can't be eaten. Her ability is that when she fights with zombies, she feels that the broken zombies love it so much. After eating meat, after awakening the power, she used the flesh and blood she produced to hold the zombies to death," the registration staff sitting in the front row said in a timely manner, "then she simply used the produced flesh and blood to build a tower. Later, the tower was transformed into use Come to look at the building of the enemy in the distance, many times the zombie tide has relied on it to warn in advance."
"Later that power user broke through, she can produce more flesh and blood, and can change a certain type of flesh and blood," the registration staff paused, "then the flesh and blood of those towers turned into zombie flesh overnight, the smell Itβs very hard to describe, and the whole city smells of zombies, which also led to the fact that City D rarely encountered a zombie wave during that time.β
Cheng Mengyun read a few words from the face of the registrar who couldn't say anything:
Maybe the zombies stink away.
The author says:
Recently, I was reading anti-Japanese novels, and I always wrote "killing zombies" as "killing devils".