Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

Shen Rang didn't rush, and while waiting patiently, carefully observed his expression.

Song Yichi's mind turned quickly, and he thought about a lot of things in a short while.The space cannot be exposed, and the source of income must be available. Ordinary basic work cannot afford the high cost of Area C. At the beginning, he planned to go out with the team or alone, and find supplies to earn points.

Shen Rang's words made him think deeply, and he had to plan more long-term.He doesn't know how long the hellish end times will last. Maybe it will take a few years, ten years, or even decades. The joint defense base is one of the three major bases. The military force is strong and the fortifications are safe enough. Stay here for a long time, perhaps until the end of the world.

Then the problem of supplies became prominent. No matter how many villages and towns there are around, it is not infinite. There will always be a day when the search is over.Expand the scope of the search and go further. The security conditions are different from the past. It is not safe to leave Mother Song alone for a long time. If something happens, it will be too late to regret it.

If there is no one nearby, and he does not want to go far, he can only choose the job at the base, but the positions recruited from outside are not enough to support the cost of continuing to live in Area C, so he still has to find other ways to earn points. Solution of the infinite loop.

Unless you jump out of the circle and find another way.

Song Yichi looked at Shen Rang: "How about joining the army?"

Shen Rang thought he was asking what he would do after joining the army, tilted his head, recalled what he had seen and heard recently, and thought about it together: "The second army will return to the base for overall planning, and it may focus on defense at that time. After joining, the general order is selection. , grouping, training, and the detailed arrangements afterwards, I don’t know.”

After finishing speaking, Shen Rang took a look at Song Yichi. Doctors usually sit in the office. If Song Yichi did not do well in the selection, he could ask someone for help and make a little accommodation.

Unexpectedly, Song Yichi shook his head and said, "No, actually I want to ask, what is the salary for joining the army?"

"..." Does he only care about how many contribution points he can earn!

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Long before Song Yichi got up, a black suv left the base, drove in the opposite direction when they came, and arrived at a small town with a gas station at noon.

The black car drove along the Zhendong Highway at a low speed, not paying attention to the dozens of zombies chasing behind it. xx restaurant, xx auto repair, xx station, we have it! The xx supermarket is here!

The car stopped at the entrance of the small supermarket. When the door was opened, a tall man came down. He turned around and quickly dealt with the dying zombies, and slammed the locked glass door of the supermarket.

The people in the supermarket trembled when they heard the sound, and no one dared to go forward, until the sound became louder and the glass was about to be smashed, and one of the skinny people poked out half of his head, "Hey Hong Mao brother, you See if that's Brother Chen?"

The man called Brother Hong Mao came out from behind the shelf with his red hair messed up like a chicken coop. When he saw the person coming, he immediately rushed to the door, his hands were shaking excitedly, and he twisted the lock several times before opening the door.

The tall man came in, closed the door behind his back, and found that there were only three people here, and the one he was looking for was not there, he frowned dissatisfiedly: "Where is Chen Tao? It's such a time, is he still messing around!?"

"No, Brother Chen!" Hongmao knelt down with a "gudong", lay on the ground and cried loudly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...my elder brother...yesterday...was murdered..."

"What did you say—!" The tall man's eyes widened, he stepped forward and picked up the red hair kneeling on the ground, and grabbed it in front of his eyes, "What did you say?"

Hong Mao cried with snot and tears, and looked extremely sad: "My elder brother was killed by someone, just yesterday afternoon."

The tall man's face faded, he let go of his red hair in a daze, and stepped back, his back slamming against the glass door.

"Brother Chen!" The thin man quickly supported him.

"Chen Tao... Where is he..." The tall man asked in a hoarse voice with a trembling voice.

"I put the boss in the back warehouse." Hongmao wiped his face with his sleeve, "I'll take you there."

Next to the warehouse, in a slightly spacious place, a person, or corpse, was covered under a colorful sheet.Step by step, the tall man walked over slowly, knelt down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pulled back the sheet. He closed his eyes suddenly, and tears rolled down his clenched lips uncontrollably.

"What's going on?" the man gritted his teeth and asked.

Hongmao knelt at the feet of Chen Tao's corpse, and told the story intermittently: "I didn't expect those people to be so ruthless. The elder brother promised to release him. They didn't give up. Before he left, that man named Shu Han made a surprise attack. Unprepared, big brother gave it to him..."

"Shu Han?"

"That's right, that's right, I heard another tall friend call him that." The red-haired knee walked to the side of the man and lifted the hair on his forehead, "If I didn't faint, I would have been killed by him too, Brother Chen, you Look, that's what he hit."

The man glanced at the wound, the blood had dried into brown, the hair and skin were stuck together, it hadn't been treated yet, the wound was bruised and purple, it was indeed a new wound.

"How could it be him..." The man withdrew his gaze, stared blankly at the bed sheet, feeling chills in his heart.Chen Tao was wounded in the throat, and he was killed with one blow. The technique was very accurate. It was definitely not an amateur's chance. Coupled with the name Hongmao said, there was only one person he could think of.

"Brother Chen, you have to avenge the boss!" Hong Mao hugged the man's leg and pleaded repeatedly.

The tall man ignored it, opened the back door of the warehouse, dragged the body to the yard outside, and then took a box of lighters from the supermarket, cut them open, and poured out the gasoline.Flames engulfed the body, the tall man saw his older brother, who had been bragging about his guns and supplies on the phone before, turned into ashes little by little, just one day, why can't you just wait for me for a day... There is a lot of hatred in his chest Suppressed rising and surging.

When the flames were extinguished, he returned to his usual expressionless expression, unscrewed a small wine bottle, and sprinkled the wine in front of the red glowing ashes, and when all the dust settled, put the ashes into the wine bottle and placed it close to his chest Front inside pocket, tapped lightly.

"Let's go, follow me back to the base." He said to the red hair and the others.

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After parting with Shen Rang, Song Yichi left the military area and went for a walk around the living area.

During the day, you can see more clearly the boundaries of the three areas of ABC, a circle of semicircles, separated by barbed wire.

Song Yichi walked and watched, and found that from the gate, some people were digging a pit along the barbed wire, about [-] centimeters wide and one meter deep. After digging a certain length, the following people stuck the construction steel plate to the pit wall and inserted/entered the pit Then someone pushed a cart and poured baskets of cement-like things between the two layers of steel plates, and the wall was slowly formed like this. When the first layer was completely dry, another group of people above would raise the height of the wall. .

Going down three floors inside and outside, no wonder Liang Shuang dared to guarantee the safest area C yesterday, expensive naturally has its value.Then Song Yichi remembered another thing Liang Shuang mentioned. Regardless of the base’s high reward of 7 points for basic work, it will still come down when the fence is repaired. If you want to maintain a high income, you need to go out to find supplies Come back to sell points, the only way is to accept the official task.

Alas, I went around and around, and I went back to whether I should join the army or not.

Song Yichi walked to the management office, and passed by the registration office of the checkpoint last night, but it's not like the checkpoint is open 24 hours a day.When I went in, I found that the general functions were similar to those of the safe zone. There were housing management, material exchange, and a guild of supernatural beings to receive tasks. After a quick glance, the task rewards were so-so, a little higher than base work.

On the other hand, the recruiting counter was full, and there was a queue. Song Yichi stood at the end and waited for more than an hour to register for the temporary conscription. The recruiter told him to gather at the empty field in the northeast of the living area at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning and take part in the test. Become a member of the Second Army Reserve.Once you choose to stay, you cannot quit, you must obey the arrangement, otherwise you will be treated as a deserter, and you will be driven out of the base and never allowed to enter.

Song Yichi talked to Song Fei before going home, and then went upstairs to look for Shu Han, but he was not there, only Ah Hui and Lu Yun asked, "Where is Shu Han?"

Ah Hui yawned, rubbed his eyes, and tried his best to dig through his chaotic brain for a long time, and finally found useful information: "Shu Han went out in the morning, it seems that when it comes to the recruitment office, Lu Yun and I are too lazy to move, and we plan to meet again tomorrow." go."

"Did you not sleep well?"

"No, I slept pretty well, and it's rare to be able to sleep well." A Hui leaned his head against the door frame, his eyelids twitching.

Song Yichi saw that Ahui could fall asleep standing up, so he left dumbfounded. Whether it was Ahui or Lu Yun, their spirits were normal, and they were exhausted after running long distances for several days. Seinfei was even more sleepy in the supermarket. During the week, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and it was difficult to really recover after just a few hours of sleep. Except for Shu Han, only myself who enjoyed the blessing of space could run around energetically the next day.

There are quite a few people participating in the recruitment. Although they may be sent out to kill zombies after joining, there is a risk, but it is also an official organization of the base. During the training period, there are contribution points, which are the same as basic work points. If you really join in the future, be honest. Arrangements are no different from iron rice bowls.

Everyone is holding back their energy, performing all kinds of physical fitness tests desperately, and striving for high scores. The person in charge of recruitment told them that the test scores will become the first criterion for grouping, and then the instructors will continue to score according to the training situation. The higher the total score, the higher the ranking The closer to the front, the first two groups have the opportunity to participate in the mission of the military region, which means that the participants can get double contribution point rewards from the base and the military region!

The physical fitness test includes long-distance running, back-and-forth running, pull-ups, and vertical jumping. For Song Yichi, who insists on exercising, eating and sleeping well, it is very simple. He can maintain a stable performance in the middle and upper reaches without supernatural powers. The instructor is satisfied with the score. He was divided into two groups.

Those who passed the test were immediately taken away to step up training. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, the officials provided two meals, one steamed bun, one bowl of hot porridge, and mustard greens. The rough and tasteless meals in the past were not eaten for many days. For those who have a serious meal, it is no less than a peerless delicacy.

The training program was incomparable to Shu Han's previous VIP special training. There were only various boring physical training and silly swinging sticks at the scarecrow. The instructor walked around in the crowd, correcting some postures from time to time. Satisfied nodded and said nothing else.

Twelve hours of intense training, Song Yichi, who was as energetic as Song Yichi after the end, couldn't help it. He went home to take a shower and threw himself on the bed without moving a finger. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of slogans from the instructor urging him to swing.

Waking up in the morning, all the muscles in his body protested strongly. Song Yichi felt that his whole body was falling apart. He entered the space, endured the pain and did the daily routine again, and then slowly recovered with the blessing of the space.

At this time Song's mother called him to have breakfast, and while eating, he thought that he was so tired and stupid yesterday, why didn't he think of using the supernatural power, and he could just lock the door and sleep directly in the space!

After training like this for five days, Song Yichi was successfully promoted to the first group by virtue of his good condition and fast and efficient movement completion, and got the opportunity to participate in the military region mission for the first time.

"You said you were going to act together with the military area, do we have a chance to get a gun?" The young people in the same group gathered together, making a pile, each excitedly gearing up.

"I don't think it's possible to strictly control guns." The other continued, "Maybe we should give us some other equipment."

Song Yichi was a little moved when he heard this, but his anticipation was instantly forgotten when he saw someone in line.

"Why are you here!" x2

The two spoke in unison.