Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 141 Transportation Materials
Song Jinhe thought for a moment, "Should I give you those things when I get back?"

The mutated zombie tissue specimens she collected along the way are all in her space. The most special one should be the fusion of the mutated plant and the zombie from last time.

She had never even heard of this thing before.

"Hmm, no rush." ​​Jiang Shi'an lowered his eyes, a hint of gloom creeping into his dark pupils. "The situation in the lab isn't that simple."

Both talent and viruses originate from genes, and there are more than one faction that wants to profit from them.

The importance of the Wucheng Experimental Zone lies not in the fact that it was the last laboratory to fall to the Japanese, but in the fact that it actually made progress before the fall of the country.

After parting ways with Jiang Shi'an at the intersection, he and Gu Huai went to the laboratory, while Song Jinhe and the others walked out and arrived at the entrance and exit of the transport vehicle, which is North Zone 2.

Along the way, we saw the entrance to a former air-raid shelter. It is said that the underground section was built on the basis of the existing air-raid shelter.

Song Jinhe and his team had work badges for the central area, so traffic flowed smoothly. At this moment, busy figures could be seen everywhere at the entrances and exits, and the parking area was right next to them.

At night, the transport vehicles will be parked in designated areas, and the keys will be managed by designated personnel.

These crucial tasks are usually handled by close confidants of management, family members of key personnel, or individuals with certain abilities who also have elderly, infirm, or disabled family members. These individuals are more reliable and work harder.

"I heard we went out with people from the central area." Since it was an unfamiliar place, Qiu Ling was a little worried.

"It should be fine. The person who assigned us the task suddenly became very enthusiastic. He even said we were lucky to be able to go out with the gifted people, and that it would be much easier for us to earn contribution points."

As Cui Likun spoke, his eyes lit up when he saw several figures approaching.

"Miss Song, Mr. Zhuang, it's you!"

Qiu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It was alright then; it was someone she knew.

“Yes, our people told you beforehand that we would look out for each other and lend a hand.” Zhuang Ting glanced at Zhang Yi. “Don’t worry, we will try our best to help you get a spot.”

"Mmm." Qiu Ling nodded happily.

"Let's go, go early and come back early."

Song Jinhe walked to the transport vehicle and sat in the passenger seat.

She believed that providing some assistance to Qiu Ling and her group to enter the base would not do any harm.

The work of transporting supplies is not complicated; the routes are all marked.

Thirty kilometers away, there is a stadium that is half-built, and there are many building materials such as steel bars and iron plates there.

The base needs more than just these; many other construction materials were salvaged from buildings in areas less affected by the catastrophe.

As time went on, the weather became increasingly extreme, large areas of cities were reduced to ruins, and these things became increasingly difficult to find.

Everything usable and detachable in this half-built stadium needs to be dismantled, and the moving tools are readily available.

As the day approaches its hottest time, even if you do nothing but stand there, you'll be drenched in sweat.

Zombies were also wandering around.

No matter how carefully you disassemble or remove parts, there will still be noise.

"Girl, I'm not trying to be mean, but with your skinny arms and legs, you can't lift anything, so why are you doing this kind of work?"

He was a man with tanned skin, making it impossible to guess his actual age.

"Just follow others and collect contribution points," another person said.

The contribution points for working outside the office are much higher than for regular work, and they are calculated per person. There have been cases of people trying to accumulate points without contributing anything in the past.

What can be done then? They can find partners willing to let her get away with it. Of course, honest, hardworking people wouldn't like someone like that.

"Step back." Seeing the zombie crouching on the steel frame and about to jump down, the strength-gifted individual who had come out with the group picked up his weapon, ready for battle. "This is a special zombie! Don't be reckless!"

Song Jinhe took off her sunglasses, picked up her knife, and rushed straight at the side.

"Hey! Are you out of your mind???"

Before the person behind him could finish speaking, his tone changed completely.

They only saw that the people who thought they were going up to die skillfully dodged the zombies falling from the sky. With a swing of their long knives, the zombies crashed into them. With another turn, the special zombies that could climb glass and steel frames fell down.

She lured another zombie to the broken steel frame, kicked it, and the frame passed right through the zombie's body. Then she drew a short knife from her waist, grabbed the zombie's head, and stabbed it into its eye socket.

The person who said he was just trying to accumulate contribution points hugged the crowbar with an embarrassed expression.

The strength-giver snapped the zombie's neck and looked at Song Jinhe with slight shock, "You're the older brother, no, the older sister."

No wonder her companion, who could easily move materials with a wave of his hand, didn't join in when she rushed up to fight the zombies.

There was also a kid on their side with a crossbow; he shot two arrows into the zombies' eye sockets.

And that girl who looked rather chubby was quite formidable in a fight; she smashed a zombie's face flat with a baseball bat.

They're so efficient at dealing with zombies, they must be a top-tier team, right? Why would they take on this kind of job?

He only went out with the transport team because he wasn't talented enough to make it into the main team.

I don't know why, but even though they both have the same talent for strength, others can be very strong, but he can't.

He had seen the strength-gifted individuals in the main force, who could fight their way out of hordes of zombies with special types of zombies using only their bare hands.

"Sis, I was just feeling a bit dizzy from the sun, don't worry about it," Fan Shu said with a smile. "Hey, what's your talent? Speed?"

“I have no talent.” Song Jinhe took out a dirty strip of cloth from her pocket and wiped the dark blood off the knife.

She had considered faking other talents, but upon closer inspection, she realized it would be easy to be exposed. For example, in terms of speed, she was far inferior to a true speed prodigy.

Qi Sixing's night vision range was also farther than her perception range.

Fan Shu was stunned for several seconds. How could someone who wasn't gifted have such a fast reaction speed?

So what does this mean?
"Sis, you guys are all so capable, why are you doing this kind of work? Did you offend someone?"

Fan Shu spoke his last sentence in a very low voice, and thinking about it, it really is possible.

This woman is beautiful. Maybe someone tried to force her into marriage and then brought their team to the transport team.

"You have quite the imagination." Qi Sixing retrieved the arrow from the zombie. "We came out with Qiu Ling and the others."

Fan Shu slapped his thigh, "I know, you're the ruthless guys who came in yesterday, crippled one of that rich kid's henchmen, and even got into the central area!"

If an ordinary person were to cripple a gifted person's hand, they would surely be doomed.

Well done! He'd had his eye on that spoiled brat for a long time, but he could only bow and scrape because of the other's power.

The supplies were all packed, and the people in the stadium were packing up their things, preparing to set off to haul the supplies back.

The road was relatively easy to travel, and it didn't take too much time. The main time was spent moving and unpacking the materials.

They ate some dry food in the car at noon, and Song Jinhe and the others secretly drank some iced mung bean soup.