Nirvana at the end of the world, hoard hundreds of millions of supplies and win

"Attention all survivors, we are the base rescue team, preparing to evacuate Tianhai City. We will give you ten minutes to pack your things and go downstairs. We will not wait if it is late."

The loudspeaker kept shouting, and people went upstairs to clean up the zombies.

There was a loudspeaker attached to a remote-controlled plane, and the shout was shouted on each floor to ensure that all survivors could hear it.

Those who are still alive hold their heads and cry.

"I knew the government would not leave us alone, and I finally survived until the rescue team arrived."

"Quick, everyone only has ten minutes, hurry downstairs." The voice from the loudspeaker kept repeating.

The floor was low, and the survivors of the residents came downstairs with large and small bags. They were covered with all kinds of luggage, and some even had furniture.

Ye Qingcheng and the others hid behind a car and shook their heads frequently.

There are only a dozen large military trucks and it is difficult to load them with people. Where is there room to load these useless things?

The leader, a man who walked swiftly and swiftly, was the first to arrive. He was stopped just as he was about to get in the car.

A person with special abilities held a sniper rifle in his hand and said with a serious face: "Hand over the supplies in your hand."

The man looked back angrily: "This is my thing, why?"

The superpower holding the sniper rifle sneered: "Just rely on the gun in my hand."

At this time, a heavily armed man got out of the vehicle in front and said sarcastically.

"Either hand over the supplies and go together, or get out."

The man glared at each other angrily, and many survivors came running behind him. They also heard their conversation, and they all turned red with anger.

"Aren't you an official rescue team? Why are you still searching for people's wealth and money?"

An old lady threw the quilt on her shoulders to the ground and cursed angrily.

"We usually pay so much tax, but we all eat it in the dog's belly? You..."

There was a bang and the old lady fell directly into a pool of blood.

The black muzzle was pointed at the person coming from behind again, and the heavily armed man had a dangerous smile on his lips.

"Who told you we are an army? We are just rescuers with superpowers. Those who want to leave with us should hand over the supplies. Those who don't have the supplies should get out."

"Also, except for supplies, you are not allowed to bring anything else."

Behind a semi-trailer, Ye Qingcheng said to Hu Tian, ​​"What do you think?"

Hu Tian thought again and again: "I think they are just an ordinary team of superpowers. They got guns, ammunition and a dozen military trucks for some unknown reason, but they are definitely not good people."

Zhang Xiaohua asked softly: "Should we follow?"

Both Hu Tian and Hu Tian looked at Ye Qingcheng, asking for her opinion.

"Although the three of us are strong, we are outnumbered. With so many zombies, we may not be able to leave the city."

"So we have to hand over the supplies and follow them?" Zhang Xiaohua asked.

Hu Tian took off his backpack and said, "I still have a lot of supplies here, which should be enough for the three of us to get there."

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said to Hu Tian: "Go and negotiate, and use half of the supplies in exchange for us driving to follow them."

"Xiaohua, let's go find the car."

The two looked at each other and ran towards the hidden alley.

Five minutes had passed, and more than a dozen buses drove up one after another, with most of the people in each bus.

Those survivors who had supplies were all forced to hand it over, and those who did not were also allowed to get on the bus.