Plane Supermarket

Before dawn, the hour hand had just pointed to five o'clock, but the base had already woken up.

Lights were lit on the side of the road, and the residents took to the streets, walking numbly to their jobs.

Their work is very complicated. Except for a few people who can enter the factory, most of them can only engage in some low-wage and insecure jobs. Most non-factory employees also have part-time jobs—going to dispose of zombie corpses outside the barbed wire.

Since the base has limited supplies, it does not burn it, but bury the headshot zombies.

Almost all the residents in the base have done this part-time job. Although it is hard and tiring, and it is accompanied by huge risks, the income is not low.

They are all used to the tide of corpses that come in from time to time, and all their efforts are just to survive, and they have no hope for the future.

After all, it has been more than 30 years, and not only have the zombies not turned into bones and disappeared, but the number has also increased, and the tide of corpses has become bigger and bigger every time.

The scope of human activities is getting smaller and smaller, and the types of food are getting poorer and poorer. There is no fatter person in the base, almost everyone is sallow and thin, and many people suffer from long-term malnutrition.

The average life expectancy is less than fifty.

The residents walked on the road like worker ants, and more than a dozen young people gathered together. They wore the cheapest and most produced work cloth suits, their hair was dull and yellow, and they looked less than fifteen.

Although they will also receive combat training, they will not be paid for the training. They will only be provided with tortillas to ensure that they will not starve to death. Welfare.

But even so, they still have to rely on their families to support them.

"Have you brought everything together?" The leader was a skinny girl with a hideous scar on her face, which ruined a pretty face. She put on a mask, "When people ask you, you all remember How should I say it?"

The others nodded: "Let's just say we're past fifteen."

You have to be 15 years old to get a part-time job.

The girl looked in the direction of the city wall: "Have you brought your ID card?"

"I brought it all."

"Can it really be fooled?"

Girl: "That's a human eye, not a machine, how could it be discovered."

The identity certificate is just a piece of paper. The printing factory at the base has long since shut down, and the school only teaches literacy. The labor force cannot stay on campus all the time.

But the library in the base is always empty, and everyone is busy with life, so there is really no spare energy to pursue spiritual life.

Today is the first day when the tide of corpses recedes, because there may be zombies that have only injured their spines and have not been completely killed, so many people are unwilling to be the first to clean up the zombies, and because of this, the first The daily wages are higher than ever.

People who have a stable job or have a surplus of food at home will not take this risk.

"Lingling, will you join the army when you are old?" Someone asked the leading girl as they headed towards the city wall.

The girl said calmly, "They won't want me."

Her health is too poor, not only malnutrition, hypoglycemia, but also heart disease, it seems that she was born to be a drag bottle, no matter how hard she tries, she can't change her fate.

The girl stated the facts: "I couldn't afford a gun, and I was just watching the training. The base was just looking for a reason to give me tortillas so that I wouldn't starve to death."

None of the friends spoke again.

Feng Ling is an orphan. Her parents abandoned her mercilessly after discovering that she had a heart disease after giving birth to her.

They couldn't afford to raise such a child, so they could only give it to the base to raise.

Everyone despises her parents, but understands them.

It is difficult to support yourself, let alone such a child.

When they walked under the city wall, Feng Ling was the first to hand over the identity certificate to the soldiers guarding the gate. After the tide of corpses receded, the soldiers finally had time to rest, so all the soldiers who were still on duty here were recruits.

The recruit hastily glanced at the ID card, and said: "Be careful, don't take off the mask, and don't touch your mouth and nose with your hands before disinfection."

"Have you read all the precautions?"

Feng Ling said in a muffled voice, "I've seen it."

The recruit waved his hand: "Go, go, we will distribute tacos when you come back."

The officials of the base don't need "money" anymore. The common people approve of tortillas, so they use tortillas.

A group of more than a dozen of them walked towards the barbed wire together.

Just when it was about to reach the destination, someone suddenly exclaimed: "What is that?!"

The man raised his arm and pointed to a building not far away: "Supermarket?"

He read word by word: "Long, Sheng, Chao, City."

He said excitedly, "Does it look like the supermarket in the photo?!"

They are all children born after the zombie crisis, and have not really seen the prosperity of the peaceful era, but they like to listen to the old people talking about everything in the peaceful era, and they also like to look at the photos and pictures of the past.

Supermarkets filled with all kinds of goods, where you can buy a catty of bulk rice, various toys and snacks for less than three yuan, are like a paradise in fairy tales to them.

In reality, supermarkets don’t have so many things, they are always a small room, and you need to get a ticket to buy things, and the supply is limited.

But most people are not even qualified to enter the supermarket, and the vast majority of people in the base would rather sell their tickets. After all, tortillas are not only currency, but also food.

Teenagers are always more courageous, and the team quickly shouted: "Go and have a look!"

"It looks like a glass door. This supermarket is really big! It's just like the one in the photo!"

"I don't know if there is an escalator. Several escalators in the base have stopped long ago."

"It looks like there is only one floor, so there should be no elevator?"

"Who opened this supermarket? Why is it here?"

"Maybe it was opened here for the soldiers to buy. The soldiers are richer than us."

"Lingling, shall we go?"

"Go over and have a look. It's definitely not dangerous inside the barbed wire."

They were chattering like a flock of ducks, and Feng Ling couldn't restrain her curiosity and yearning for the supermarket. She nodded and said, "Then go and have a look."

Just after saying this, more than a dozen teenagers rushed towards the supermarket together.

It is rare for them to have smiles on their faces, and the yellow and thin faces suddenly became vivid, and the newly rising sun fell wantonly on their faces, illuminating their originally dull eyes. Hui.

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"Have guests?" Wu Yan put down his job, "I'll go out and have a look."

Wu's wife hurriedly shouted: "The fairy said, telling us to wear masks every time we go out!"

Only then did Wu Yan remember the mask, and he hurried out after putting it on.

He saw the people standing outside the door through the glass door, a dozen of them stood together, even if they were all thin, Wu Yan would not let Wu Yan underestimate them—people who have experienced famine would never underestimate any old man. Weak and disabled.

Wu Yan took out the walkie-talkie, and the men who were eating in the warehouse rushed out.

The women are not idle, their job is to receive customers, and if the men are sure that customers will not pose a threat to them, they will guide customers to shop.

The women were a little scared, but also a little expectant.

Fear that people outside are bad people, but expect to be able to actually work.

Feng Ling and her group outside the door were not afraid at all—they subconsciously believed that this supermarket was opened by people from the base to serve soldiers. Although they were not soldiers, most of them were reserve soldiers and were also undergoing training. After all, they should also be eligible for shopping.

Although they don't have any tacos on hand, it's good to go in and have a look.

They have never seen such a big supermarket at this age!

Wu Yan did not directly open the automatic sensor door, but walked out through the small door next to it.

The door was opened from the inside only after it was confirmed that the group of people were all young children, that they were not armed, and that there were a few sick people among them.

The electricity in the base is also limited. Except for the street lamps and factories used for lighting, other places have electricity only at night, and no household can use electricity during the day.

So as soon as they entered the supermarket, a group of people couldn't help sighing.

Although the sun came out, the sky was not bright, but the incandescent lamps in the supermarket illuminated the whole supermarket very clearly.

The shelves were full of products, and their mouths were opened in shock, their eyes didn't know where to look.

"Go in from that side." Wu Yan pointed them the way, "There is no cash register at the back, you have to come out from here to pay."

Feng Ling asked in a low voice, "Can I pay for the cornbread?"

Wu Yan nodded: "Yes, you can calculate the price yourself, a corn tortilla is worth fifty."

They all brought rations when they came out, and their wages were paid after they finished their work, and they still needed to eat while they were working.

But each person can bring at most one tortilla, and there will be no more.

Feng Ling was a little hesitant. In such a supermarket, such products must be very expensive. They may only buy a bag of sugar or a few bags of salt for their tortillas. She asked again: "Do you really need a ticket?"

Wu Yan: "No, if you have any questions, you can ask the shopping guides working inside, and they will tell you."

When entering, Feng Ling said to her friends: "Let's just have a look, don't buy anything."

Although they ate corn tortillas every day, after all, tortillas could fill their stomachs. If they exchanged them for something expensive and not filling their stomachs, it would not be worthwhile.

Don't earn money yet, clean your pockets first.

But at this time, no one could listen to her words, and everyone rushed to the shelves that they had been optimistic about for a long time.

Feng Ling sighed, and walked to the sugar shelf beside her. She looked at the various packages, smelled the sweet smell that didn't really exist, and looked desperately at the price below the product.

The blue wrapper, full of mints, was bigger than her head.

Feng Ling's eyes moved down——

Refreshing mints: 22?.

Before Feng Ling could be shocked, she heard her friend shout, "There's rice!!"

"Two yuan fifty one catty!"

Feng Ling stared round.

Crazy?