Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 167 Intruder

"No, there are obstacles over there."

Qi Sixing watched the road ahead as the car drove by.

With the wind and snow raging, the tire tracks will soon disappear without a trace.

If it weren't for the sweeping light, even he might not have noticed it.

Song Jinhe: "Is there only one car?"

"No other vehicles have been found so far." Qi Sixing had only been standing outside for a short while, and snow had already fallen onto his eyebrows.

In this kind of weather, and at night, a car suddenly appeared.

Jiang Shi'an contacted the two western districts immediately, and then waited.

The communication device currently used at the base is a recently developed upgraded version of the walkie-talkie, which transmits messages more stably.

There has been no feedback from the West District yet, but Song Jinhe has already instructed the North District to make preparations.

At this time, in the West Second District.

The car was driving with its headlights on, and the light reflected off the snow on the ground was also particularly dazzling.

Such a commotion could not be ignored by anyone.

The night watch team members used a loudspeaker to order the car to stop. This was no ordinary car; you could tell just by looking at the height of its headlights.

"Stop the car immediately! Stop the car immediately!"

All the detection lights on the defense line were turned on, instantly illuminating the area around the vehicle as if it were daytime.

The vehicle showed no signs of slowing down, and with a crash, it ran over the roadblocks laid out on the ground, using its momentum and modified front end to smash through the iron gate.

At that speed, an ordinary car would have overturned and crashed onto the roadside long ago if it drove over the aluminum alloy road barrier; it would have been impossible for it to reach the gate.

This is a vehicle converted from an abandoned armored car. It looks strange, but its sturdiness is terrifying.

The person in the car tossed a gas cylinder forward, then grinned cruelly and raised a gun.

Bang!
The gas cylinder exploded immediately.

"Hide!"

The team that came to stop them hurriedly threw themselves down to avoid the shockwave from the explosion.

Fragments of the gas canister were ejected by the energy of the explosion, striking the metal-wielding individual's shield and leaving craters.

The armored vehicle charged forward again at top speed.

The driver's side door suddenly opened, and the person inside jumped out of the car, rolled twice on the ground, and nimbly hid behind cover.

The guard who noticed this scene changed his expression and hurriedly warned his companion not to approach the car.

With a 'beep' sound from inside the car.

The man behind the cover heard the gunshots and clenched his fist.

An even more violent explosion rang out, and the armored vehicle exploded on the defensive line behind the door, shattering a window in the duty room.

After a series of attacks, most of the defenses in the West Second District were destroyed.

Despite receiving advance warning, the team in the West Second District couldn't stop this vehicle carrying both gas cylinders and explosives.

The enemy can act without restraint; they cannot use heavy weapons to attack their own defenses, or they will be doomed if they bring zombies into the base.

At the same moment the armored vehicle exploded, several car headlights suddenly appeared in the darkness, all rushing towards the breach that had been blasted open in the West Second District.

The next moment, there was another loud bang.

The smile on the man waiting for his companions behind the cover froze on his face; their car had been blown up on the road.

Their original plan was to rush in and take over the base before it could react.

By the time the news from the West Second District spread, it was too late for other directions to stop their convoy.

But now.
After the notification reached the West District, Song Jinhe used her privileges to retrieve the RPG equipment from the North District's weapon cabinet. With Jiang Shi'an's on-site instruction and assistance, the opposing team was instantly killed as soon as they showed themselves.

Watching the arrogant car with its headlights on be blown into the air, Song Jinhe's lips curled into a smile. She had to admit, this thing was really fun to use, though the recoil was a bit too strong.
After fighting so many zombies and training for so long, my physical fitness is still a bit strained.

Several survivors who managed to escape from the vehicle fell to the ground before they even knew what had happened, shot by Qi Sixing.

"They've come from the south! Several vehicles have driven into the base!"

An urgent call came through the communicator: "They've damaged the public address system and some streetlights. They've gone to the factories and the city center, killing anyone they see!"

"Holy crap, they have so many of them?" Qi Sixing frowned deeply. "What do we do?"

“They came prepared. Killing people in places with lots of ordinary people is probably to distract the base,” Song Jinhe pondered.

“Their real target is the core area and management,” Jiang Shi’an added.

These people have no chance of winning in a direct confrontation, but controlling the management and taking control of the warehouse will change everything.

To maintain checks and balances, the authority of combat teams and their behind-the-scenes management are separated.

"In this way, those who go to the factories will be their second and third tiers, while the most talented individuals will definitely go to the central area."

Song Jinhe immediately notified the North District 1 team to cooperate in guarding the entrance to the air-raid shelter.

If these people decide to go all out and blow up the air-raid shelter, all the base's efforts over the past year will be wasted, and their last refuge will be gone.

"All frontline core teams, immediately proceed to the central area to encircle and annihilate the intruders; kill them without exception if they are found."

Zhou He's stern voice came through the communicator.

"The North District should arrange personnel to provide support at the forward factories as soon as possible!"

The North District was the first to issue a warning and also had the best situation among all the defense lines, allowing for the fastest access to the factory dormitories.

"You and Qi Sixing go to the central area to help them first. I'll take some people to the factory, and we'll meet up after things are settled here," Song Jinhe asked Jiang Shi'an for his opinion.

The laboratory is also in the central area, and the contents of it must not be leaked.

These people came prepared; who knows if there are any opportunists among them?

Moreover, Cheng Yan and Dai Jie are still in the central area, along with Uncle Li and the others.

"No need, I can go by myself. Just be careful."

With Qi Sixing by their side, they are safer.

Jiang Shi'an and Song Jinhe did not take the bullets from the weapon cabinet with them. The defense line cannot be without weapons, and such a commotion might attract zombies.

After the arrangements were made, both sides quickly set off.

"The three of you should try to stay together and not separate," Song Jinhe said as she walked.

"And what about you?" Zhang Yi asked worriedly, realizing something was amiss.

"Do not worry about me."

If she always sticks with the main group, she becomes too obvious a target and loses her advantage.

Amidst the biting wind, several dark figures rushed into the factory, grabbed axes and crowbars, and frantically pounded on the door locks, while residents screamed for help in terror.

The factory's supply exchange point was smashed open, and the night watchman fell into a pool of blood before he could even utter a sound.

"Let's go and take a look at their residence."

The leader grinned maliciously as he threw a severed head onto the snow, instantly staining the pure white snow red.

Their mission is to cause trouble, the bigger the commotion the better.

boom!
The iron gate was cut open, and the people swarmed in like locusts, kicking and smashing open the door of an apartment building.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Please!"

The man cowering on the ground begging for mercy was chopped down with an axe.

(End of this chapter)