Chapter 47: Forked Tongue
The so-called robbery is actually to find the grain storage warehouse around Zeyang City based on the map of grain storage warehouses that Li Feng has , and then take out the grain inside.
Now Zeyang City has been turned into a ruin by a nuclear bomb. Everything has turned to ashes, let alone food. Moreover, even if there is a small amount of food left, it has been contaminated by radiation. No matter how little these mutants fear nuclear radiation contamination, no one knows what will happen if they eat it.
Lifeng looked at the map displayed on his personal communicator and immediately set off with these people.
Others may not know, but he himself knows that these mutants can eat much more than ordinary people. Now there are suddenly sixty more mouths, so they must find food quickly, otherwise, they will have no food to eat next time. No matter how great Mr. Richemont's personal charm is, it cannot be used as a meal.
As for what kind of superpowers these mutants have, or whether they are just ordinary people who are immune to the T virus, Lifeng did not ask. These things can be gradually understood in the future life and battles. The understanding in actual combat is truly comprehensive and true. Now it is useless even if these mutants talk about it.
After eating and drinking, the group quickly recovered thanks to the mutants' strong physique. Then, under the leadership of Richemont, after looting various guns and ammunition, they filed out of the underground shelter and headed towards the No. 7 food reserve warehouse shown on the map.
When these mutants came out of the shelter, they all cheered and took a deep breath of the air outside. Although the air on the ground was full of radioactive dust, it was much better than the turbid air in the shelter that had not been changed for dozens of days. Especially in the cell, hundreds of people were breathing, burping, farting, and having body odor and armpit odor. The smell almost made Li Feng vomit at first.
At the entrance of the shelter, on a metal pole that had been completely burned black, there was a person hanging like a flag.
To be precise, this is only a part of the person. This naked guy has only his body left; all his limbs have disappeared.
The man hanging on the top of the pole was naturally Wei Xingyong, who was taken out by Miao Yang for treatment. For this ordinary person, the sun, dry heat, and radiation outside were all fatal.
Wei Xingyong was not dead yet, and was groaning a little. Due to the severe radiation, his wounds were now covered with pustules of various sizes, which looked disgusting and made him look like a toad.
Li Feng gave him a cold look and immediately walked towards the northeast. Wei Xingyong was no different from a dead man.
The mutants didn't even raise their heads, but filed past Wei Xingyong's body, closely following Li Feng's footsteps. However, when they saw this scene, they were still very excited. Miao Yang even held Wang Bo's body and buried him in a pile of black colored glaze, just in front of Wei Xingyong. In Miao Yang's words, he wanted Wang Bo to see Wei Xingyong's end in that world, so that he could be happy.
In a short while, the group had disappeared, leaving Wei Xingyong hanging on a long pole, groaning alone in the ruins of nuclear radiation, slowly approaching his own death...
The so-called Red Star Republic No. 7 Strategic Grain Reserve Base is actually an underground granary. Li Feng knew about this place when he was studying in Gangcheng. Whenever there was a major disaster, the No. 7 Strategic Grain Reserve Base would start to release grain crazily. Therefore, Li Feng had seen those grain-carrying trucks many times and had a special liking for this place.
With so many people around, it was naturally impossible for them to move as quickly. This time, it took about half a day for everyone to leave the ruins of Zeyang City and head towards the No. 7 strategic grain warehouse.
Looking back, the once prosperous Zeyang City was no longer visible. Only the melted colored glaze was reflecting all kinds of weird lights in the sun. The rest of the place was basically flat without any ups and downs.
Li Feng cursed inwardly. If Zeyang City had not been completely destroyed by the nuclear bomb, he would have wanted to find a team of cars and take all his people over. However, he did not expect that there was not even a license plate left, and his plan to save time was completely ruined.
Fortunately, this is also an opportunity for these newly recruited mutants to become familiar with the external environment.
During this journey, although they did not encounter many zombies due to the previous nuclear bombing and the large migration of zombies, whenever they encountered a group of zombies, Li Feng would wave his hand and let any mutant beside him immediately deal with them. Doing so not only trained the combat effectiveness of these people, but also allowed him to see their specific strengths.
However, what disappointed him was that these mutants had obviously awakened very recently. Except for a few with strong combat power, the others were either auxiliary or had a very low level of evolution. Think about it, for an ordinary person, a mutant being able to smash a brick with one palm is already very shocking, but in front of a gun, this level of evolution is almost the same as nothing.
By the same token, although some mutants have greatly increased their speed and have no problem winning the world championship in track and field, can they be faster than a bullet?
In Lifeng's mind, the simplest criterion for measuring the evolution of these mutants is whether they can resist the attack of hot weapons. Only then can they be barely called strong. But now, the greatest combat power of these mutants is not their own mutation, but the dozens of guns picked up from the underground shelter...
"Miao Yang, Han Jialuo, let the brothers take a break." Seeing that some girls were already showing signs of fatigue after walking for half a day, Li Feng immediately waved his hand and said.
"Yes, boss!" Miao Yang and a young man who looked more mature answered at the same time, ready to go to the back of the team.
Miao Yang and Han Jialuo were the two mutants that Richemont was truly satisfied with among the sixty mutants. Miao Yang's speed and attack power were both good, while Han Jialuo was an excellent marksman. His evolutionary direction seemed to be vision, and because of this, he was extremely suitable for assisting in reconnaissance and sniping.
Now, the sixty people are divided into two teams, and Miao Yang and Han Jialuo have become team captains.
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The ruins of Zeyang City, outside the entrance to the underground shelter.
Not long after Li Feng and the others left, two slender figures appeared here. They were two bald men wearing black windbreakers and sunglasses, looking expressionless and cold.
"No. 1, I didn't expect to find food here." The bald man on the left said as he looked up at the half of Wei Xingyong's body on the top of the metal pole. He opened his mouth and instantly extended a snake-like tongue that split in the middle! The tongue first twisted into a braid, then separated and licked his lips , looking interested.
"No. 2, if you want to eat, you don't have to report to me as long as it doesn't violate discipline." The bald man called No. 1 said, "However, according to the scan results, there is no living person down there."
"Oh, this is a headache. Looks like the food will be in trouble..." No. 1 sighed, grabbed the metal rod beside him, and suddenly exerted force, breaking the rod. He then took the half-dead Wei Xingyong off and threw him on the ground.
"Little cutie..." No. 2 leaned over, stretched out his forked purple tongue, and slowly licked Wei Xingyong's face, "Have you ever seen a tall and thin boy like this?"
Then he took out a photo, and the person in the photo was Richemont!
