Infinite Disaster Survival.

"My daughter is still at home. I want to go back to find her. Don't stop me. I want to go back to my daughter. She is so good, she will be fine."

"Mom, mom, wake up, please come and save my mother, her head is covered with blood, dad, where are you?"

"My eyes! Husband, I can't see my eyes, what should I do..."

The noisy voice resounded in the supermarket, they shouted and cried, maybe they realized the fact that the nuclear bomb exploded, but they really couldn't accept it.Unable to accept what life will look like in the future, I can't help but worry about relatives and friends who are not around, and I don't want to think about the possibility of accidents with them.

With a bang, a corner of the supermarket, which was no longer stable after the shock wave, collapsed, and the loud noise alarmed those who were still crying.

At this time, several people's voices sounded, sharing the precautions they knew.

"What the eyes can't see can be recovered. Close the eyes and block them with something to ensure that the vision is darkened and there is still a chance to regain sight."

"The wound should be bandaged quickly, otherwise it will cause radiation to enter the blood."

"During the first few hours of the nuclear explosion, the nuclear radiation was the most serious. We must take edible food and water as soon as possible and enter the underground bunker to hide. Everyone should move faster."

"The disaster has already happened, but we are still alive now, and we must work harder to survive."

Finally, Wen Zheng, who was looking at the time on the system panel, made a reminder: "There are still a few minutes left, if you don't hurry up and hide in the bunker, it will be too late."

This period of time was enough for these people to react. Those who were alive and able to move stood up, and followed Wen Zheng to the ground with those who were handicapped due to blindness or other injuries.

Some people who came to this supermarket alone, held back the worry and pain, or carried various supplies, or supported other people to move forward.Of course, some people chose to give up and sat on the ground quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

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In the spacious underground parking lot, all the doors leading to the outside world have been closed, but there are ventilation equipment for everyone to breathe.

In fact, Wen Zheng felt that the most suitable place would be an air-raid shelter or a subway station, but according to Yuan Bo's memory, there was no air-raid shelter nearby.Originally, Wen Zheng planned to go to the subway station with Wen Deqiu after buying the protective clothing and necessary supplies. He didn't expect the nuclear bomb to arrive so soon.

But the supermarket is also a good place, with a huge underground parking lot, and enough food and drinking water, enough for them to last for a while.

Many of the people who fled to the underground parking lot were wounded, and their expressions were full of bewilderment about the future.

Then, the store manager of this supermarket stood up, led the supermarket employees and security guards who came down to organize order, and arranged everyone to rest in various places.There were not many people who had time to enter the underground parking lot. Most of them were people who bought items in the supermarket at that time. However, because they did not know the correct countermeasures, many people were injured, crying and screaming.

Due to frequent wars and turmoil in some places in recent years, the large supermarkets are not only equipped with security guards, but also equipped with doctors and nurses. They are also lucky to escape here.

The doctors and nurses took the medicines they brought down in a hurry, looked at the injured crowd, looked embarrassed, with struggling emotions in their eyes, and said something to the manager of the supermarket.

Wen Deqiu found an opportunity at this time, grabbed his son's arm, frowned and said, "Xiao Zheng, are you all right? Does your heart hurt? Do you have difficulty breathing?"

He thought that Wen Deqiu would ask about the nuclear bomb, but when he opened his mouth, he was concerned about his son's body. Wen Zheng felt a warm feeling in his heart. It is really his luck to meet such a good relative in every world.

After thinking about it carefully, Wen Zheng found that his changes could not fool the father who was worried about his son, so he made up a lie, pulled Wen Deqiu to a corner, avoided other people, and whispered: "Dad, listen Did you say rebirth?"

Wen Zheng didn't dare to make up too outrageous stories. After all, he didn't know anything about the subsequent stories. He just told his father that he died when the nuclear bomb happened. He was still in school at that time. An hour ago, he hurriedly called him back from school, and then went out to find a safe shelter.

"And after I came back from rebirth, I felt much stronger physically, and my heart didn't feel bad anymore." Wen Zheng used this excuse to explain his current physical condition. At least after drinking the bottle of potion, the heart disease had no effect on him. .

Listening to his son's narration, Wen Deqiu's complexion kept changing, but now that he has been in close contact with his son, he can clearly see that his face is rosy, and he has not shown the slightest discomfort since the nuclear bomb exploded, so he began to believe his son's words.

Wen Deqiu frowned and pondered, then looked at Wen Zheng expectantly: "Son, how can you be sure that you are reborn? Maybe you have the ability to see the future."

"Dad?" Wen Zheng looked at Wen Deqiu dumbfounded, "You have quite a rich imagination, but it's a pity that your son can't see the farther future."

"If you can meet the future, you can lead more people to live."

At this time, a few shouts broke the conversation between the two father and son.

"Why the hell don't you treat my wife? You are still a doctor. My wife is like this. Why don't you hurry up and save her!" The man who spoke was pulling the doctor's collar, and there was a lady beside him. Lying unconscious by the wall, with shards of glass stuck in his chest, he was bleeding uncontrollably.

"Sir, please let go first." The security guards stepped forward to pull the man away one after another. The rest of the patients were also a little anxious and blamed the man. After all, there is only one doctor, and their injuries still need to be treated by a doctor.

The doctor wore a mask with a heavy face, and bowed deeply to the angry man. The noisy crowd gradually quieted down. The doctor said, "I'm sorry, your wife's injury is too serious, and there are not enough medical conditions to treat her now."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the doctor turned his head and said to everyone: "The medicines and manpower are limited now. We want to save everyone, but there is no way to do it. We can only take a small amount It is also difficult for us to make the decision to use medicines on people who can save lives."

Hearing what the doctor said, some people whose loved ones were seriously injured looked up.

The man took the first step and let out a desperate roar: "Then I can only watch my wife die, can't I do anything?"

"I'm very sorry."

Just when the atmosphere began to solidify, the store manager of the supermarket stood up. This middle-aged man who seemed to be in his 40s and had a beer belly maintained a rare calmness after the disaster.

"Countless people have died today. We don't know what happened to our loved ones who are not with us. They may have died, or they may have survived like us. Only by continuing to live can we meet them."

"We are lucky to be alive for the time being, but no one knows what the future will be like. We escaped the first wave of attacks brought by the nuclear bomb explosion, but everyone knows that this is just the beginning. Nuclear radiation will pollute the air and water, and even the ground. They are no longer suitable for human survival.”

"We want to survive, and the only thing we can rely on is each other."

The manager of the supermarket articulated a problem that everyone didn't want to think about. Their future was dark, and they needed to work together to grasp a tiny ray of light.

"What about the country? The country will come to save us!"

"Is our country still alive...is the world okay..."

Everyone has an understanding of the current situation. They have personally experienced the nuclear bomb that they thought would not be used. Does this mean that a nuclear war has really happened.

So, how many human beings are still living in this world.

The angry man finally sat on the ground and gently embraced his sleeping wife. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he slowly hummed a familiar song.

A sad atmosphere spread around, and no one spoke, not knowing what to write.

"I have learned to bandage, let me help." Someone stood up and said, after a brief exchange with the nurse, he began to treat simple wounds with medicine and gauze.

Gradually, people who were not injured stood up to help, and Wen Zheng and Wen Deqiu also took turns to help, each time leaving one person to guard Wen Zheng's backpack.

Just as Wen Zheng came back from helping and was thinking about his next plan, the store manager walked up to him and gave him a pill of iodine.

Nuclear radiation releases radioactive isotopes of iodine, which are absorbed by the human thyroid gland, causing damage to the thyroid gland.Therefore, this kind of damage can be reduced by taking iodine medicine. The thyroid first absorbs the non-radioactive iodine in the iodine medicine, and then it will not absorb radioactive iodine.

After Wen Zheng took it, the store manager said: "Young man, I heard that you reminded everyone outside when the nuclear bomb exploded. I hope that when everyone settles down, someone who knows about nuclear radiation can tell you about it, and then Discuss future plans together.

Wen Zheng stared at the store manager for a few seconds, and finally replied: "My name is Wen Zheng, and I am very happy to share." Under such a catastrophic situation, Wen Zheng might be able to survive the year required by the task alone. But in order for human beings to continue to survive in this world, more people need to survive and work hard.

"Li Qiulai, you can just call me Uncle Li." Li Qiulai said, looking at Wen Zheng with a dazed look in his eyes. His son is also this old. I don't know if he has time to escape when he is alone at home today.

The first day of panic ended like this. At night, many people were hungry. Fortunately, the passageway of the underground parking lot led to several storage warehouses in the supermarket. Some of the food in it was enough for them to eat and drink for a while.

These things all belong to the supermarket, but this is the case. If you don't give them the things, it will cause turmoil.The store manager saw it very clearly, so he took the staff and took out the food that could not be stored for a long time from the warehouse and provided it to everyone.

Of course, these foods are not as delicious as the usual meals, but no one is picky, and more people don't know how to eat them, and they don't even have the appetite to eat.

Before the dinner time was over, there was a depressing cry, and it was heard by everyone in the parking lot without any shelter.

They're going to have to accept it all and eventually get used to the people around them leaving.