Rebirth before the doomsday: I quietly emptied the city of supplies

His eyes were changing towards a blood red state. The skin all over his body is slowly turning into snow white. What the hell is this?

Zhang Yang turned his head and shouted angrily at the two people who were already stunned: "Run quickly or wait for death."

After saying that, he ran away. Dong Qiulei and Jiang Zhan were so frightened that they quickly followed.

The three people rushed to the nearest assembly workshop in the factory as fast as possible.

Behind.

The roaring continued.

It's tight for a while.

A few minutes later.

After hearing an earth-shattering roar, Zhang Yang turned around and took a look. His scalp was numb with fright, and he sped up again.

"Run quickly, Lao Liu actually ran out. This guy seems to have mutated again."

"Oh my god." "Help."

Dong Qiulei and Jiang Zhan also sprinted as if they were desperate. fortunately.

Three people rushed into the assembly workshop in advance.

Zhang Yang manually pulled down the rolling shutter door at the door. As soon as he pulled it to the end, there was a loud bang outside.

A body smashed against the door.

The steel rolling shutter door was forced to make a dent. Boom boom boom boom...Liu Tiefeng outside violently smashed the door.

The rolling shutter door was smashed into dents one after another. But the quality of the rolling shutter door is pretty good.

Zhang Yang watched nervously at the door for a while, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. fine!

I won’t be able to get in for a while.

As soon as the thought came to an end, there was no movement outside. Quietly.

Zhang Yang blinked, carefully approached the rolling shutter door, and leaned against the door to listen for a while.

Damn it!

There was no movement outside. Where did it go? Zhang Yang quickly turned his head and looked at the workshop inside.

This assembly workshop is a very modern one. The ceiling inside is more than 20 meters high, which is at least six stories high.

In the middle are three sets of mechanized assembly lines. Surrounded by more than a dozen small and medium-sized assembly and production rooms. There are five huge oil storage tanks at the very back. Zhang Yang raised his head and looked around.

There are no windows here, so Liu Tiefeng shouldn't be able to get in, right?

No, it's not reliable.

Zhang Yang called Dong Qiulei and Jiang Zhan to him with a gun: "Quick, check immediately to see if there are any windows or anything like this. Or you can find a suitable place for us to hide."

"Brother Zhang, it's over. My walkie-talkie fell outside." Suddenly, Dong Qiulei looked at him with a sad expression. "Falled outside?"

Zhang Yang also felt his heart sink.

Without a walkie-talkie, there would be no way to contact Chen Yu. what to do?

After all, Zhang Yang was from the special forces. After experiencing the tense moment just now, he regained his composure.

"Dong Qiulei, do you know where it fell?"

"It seems... right outside the door on the steps. I vaguely heard a snap, like the sound of something falling to the ground."

"Okay." Zhang Yang quickly took off his coat, revealing his muscular body underneath.

With a cold look on his face, he observed the surroundings and pointed casually: "Jiang Zhan, go check the situation in each assembly room and check for hidden dangers."

"Oh."

Jiang Zhan turned around and ran away in a hurry. "Dong Qiulei, see that there is a platform on the second floor mezzanine in the corner. That is the office of the assembly workshop. There are floor plans and configuration files here. Go and have a look at the situation here. I will find a way to get the walkie-talkie back."

"Okay." Dong Qiulei quickly turned around and ran inside.

Jiang Zhan stood at the door, slowly lay down on the ground, and glanced out from the gap under the rolling shutter door.

I didn’t see Liu Tiefeng’s feet. He should not be at the door anymore.

It stands to reason that Liu Tiefeng is not familiar with the situation in the refinery. Even if he still retains his sanity, it will take some time for him to find the entrance to the assembly workshop.

Fortunately now, it seems that he is the only one who has evolved to this point. The others are still hiding in the cafeteria.

However, if I can't find a way to leave here before dark, I'm afraid I will really have to sleep here.

At night, not only will these 500 Asian aliens escape, but the more than 3,000 Asian aliens from last night will definitely come back.

At that time, even if I have three heads and six arms, I won't be able to do it. Zhang Yang tried his best to calm down.

Quickly analyze the situation at hand and determine the feasibility of all actions.

He is a special forces soldier.

Almost every mission is this very tricky dilemma. Therefore, the more desperate the situation, the stronger his fighting spirit. He frowned and thought for a moment.

Sudden.

There was actually the electrical noise of a walkie-talkie coming from under the steps outside.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang heard Chen Yu's voice: "Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, I am Chen Yu, I am Chen Yu. How is the evacuation of the refinery? I heard the reply."

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

Oh shit!

He, the majestic king of the Army Special Forces, was actually caught in such an embarrassing deadlock.

I dare not come up with ideas. "Roar."

There was a roar outside.

A figure rushed to the bottom of the steps at a strange speed.

It's Liu Tiefeng.

Zhang Yang immediately held his breath.

Liu Tiefeng slowly bent down and picked up the walkie-talkie from the ground.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened.

Will this old guy still use a walkie-talkie after being mutated? Next second.

I saw Liu Tiefeng actually subconsciously pressing the call button. But he lost his ability to speak.

So after pressing the call button, he put the walkie-talkie in front of his mouth, and then used all his strength to let out a deafening roar.

Then, he slammed the walkie-talkie down. There was a snap. The walkie-talkie was smashed to pieces. Zhang Yang's heart sank to the bottom. Trouble.

Will Chen Yu come?

Chen Yu frowned and slowly put down the walkie-talkie. Something happened at the refinery.

For some reason, Chen Yu didn't hear any gunfire in the town this afternoon, at least the military tanks definitely didn't move.

So, what happened?

The roar coming from the walkie-talkie was deafening. Unsurprisingly, it was definitely an Asian.

But so far, all the information Chen Yu knows about Asian aliens points out that infected people in this sub-mutated state are afraid of light.

It's only around four in the afternoon.

Although the sun is setting towards the west and it is approaching evening. But the sun in the sky is still very bright. Where did the Asians come from?

Why were the walkie-talkies left to Dong Qiulei and Zhang Yang obtained by the Yayi people?

Chen Yu was puzzled. He thought silently for a moment. He was weighing whether to save people or not.

In this life, he can bring no one with him, because no one is qualified to enjoy his inventory.

After all, the subspace superpowers were obtained by risking his life in his previous life.

No one helped him.

He is the only one struggling.

Therefore, no one is qualified to share his resources.

But just because you don’t have people with you doesn’t mean you can’t 01 have friends. In the apocalyptic world, one person cannot survive.

If you live alone all the time, you can live for three to five years, or for ten or eight years.

But if you want to live a lifetime? Definitely not. People will go crazy. Chen Yu also needs friends.

He actually had a very good impression of the two children, Dong Qiulei and Jiang Zhan.

And it’s not bad to be public.