Chapter 30 Escape

In the early morning, the rising sun had already shone a faint golden yellow, and a thin mist was spreading from the beech trees surrounding it, revealing a circle of light-colored halos. It condensed in a pleasant voice and said, "Since you already know the answer, why ask so many more? Dear Leonard, if the American voters knew that his president was actually a hesitant person, I really don't know what kind of reaction would he have?"

Leonard paused the cup in mid-air onto the table, his voice a little hoarse: "Actually, there is no need for you to do this. Even with normal means, you can get everything."

Albert tilted his head, picked up a fist-sized crystal ball from the wooden table next to him, and swung it hard, and the smooth sphere suddenly rotated slowly on the smooth table: "I really miss the time we went to school together at Harvard. Do you still remember the words engraved on the "Tomb"?"

"Who is an idiot? Who is a wise man? Whether it is a beggar or a king, the final destination is death..." Leonard murmured with a dull expression.

"That's right!"

Albert leaned back slightly and smiled and said, "There is only one trick to dominate the world - that is, strength. Because it is powerful, there is no mistake, and there is no fantasy to say. This is the naked truth. Haha! With your extraordinary memory, you should not forget the source of this sentence, right?"

"Of course." Leonard's throat slid: "Napoleon Bonaparte."

Albert stared at his face with his blue eyes! "The world is full of filth. God said: To obtain a promising land, you must burn all the dirty things with the fire of punishment. Since you are unwilling to receive transplants from cells, then as a prophet to predict the future, re-propagation of the gospel on the earth. God is merciful, Noah is a righteous man, so he can safely ride on the ark before the flood comes. My old friend, you, is also a righteous man."

"Really... there is really no way to save it?" Leonard grabbed his hair fiercely and begged.

"Why do you have to pity those wicked people?" Albert, with a pure face, looked like a saint.

"I...you..." Leonard, with a desperate face, could no longer find anything to say.

"Go! Do everything you have to do. Remember, you have enough time to build your own ark. If you want, you can always come back here for cell transplantation, like me, with a young body full of energy in twenty years, and a fifty-year-old heart full of wisdom."

Lying on the temporary hospital bed of the armored medical vehicle and looking at the gaps in the windows that were not yet covered by steel plates, Lin Xiang could clearly see the gloomy sky and the dark clouds as thick as a stagnant pond.

The tall Qi Yue walked in from outside the car door, holding a can of beef pried open with a dagger in his hand.

"How many people are there?" Lin Xiang took the can, and used a dagger to put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"According to the statistics of satellite surveillance, it should be around 3.5 million." Qi Yue sat down next to him against the wall of the car, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit them skillfully.

"Where are the rest? All dead?"

Qi Yue did not nod or shook his head: "They were all infected, and the number should be around one million to one million. In this case, there is no way to make accurate statistics."

Although the result was the same as expected, Lin Xiang still felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

This is the second time he has watched a city be swallowed by a virus.

"How is your wound?" he asked after a long time, with a faint melancholy.

Qi Yue took a sip of cigarettes with his head and sighed long on his back: "I don't know what I should be now. A person? Or a monster?"

"At least, you are still alive." Although Lin Xiang's words were not a relief, they hit the nail on the head.

He stopped talking, and after getting up from the bed, he dressed in silence, carefully checked all his equipment, and walked towards the half-open car door.

"Where are you going?" Qi Yue was a little surprised.

"Go out for a walk." As he spoke, Lin Xiang jumped out of the car: "Go and do something I should do."

The huge crowd walked slowly along the winding road in the mountains.

Temporarily transferring millions of people is a difficult and complicated task in any era.

All tanks and self-propelled artillery were incorporated into the rear guard. Except for a few light-wheeled armored vehicles and some auxiliary vehicles, there were only more than 3,000 people in the entire migration team.

In addition to the troops that had retreated in advance, they are the last remaining forces in the Chengdu defense line.

Maybe it’s because they are busy digesting the infected citizens in the city! The mutant did not pursue refugees. They just wandered in every corner of the city, looking for uninfected humans together with slow-moving zombies!

On the roadside, you can often see cars lying among the bushes and bushes. From cheap and crude agricultural tricycles to private cars of all kinds, there are also top-quality sports cars with expensive value such as "Cadillac", "BMW", and "Porsche".

All the doors are open without exception, and the soft leather seats are dismantled. This is their only value at this moment.

The camping in the wild is very humid, so these things can be used as cushions or as pillows.

All gas stations along the way are controlled by the army. It is impossible to provide excess gasoline to civilians. Moreover, private vehicles are not allowed to pass through the crowded roads.

According to Lin Xiang's order, except for women and the elderly and weak, everyone else must walk, except for women and the elderly and weak, they can only walk with two feet, which is thousands of kilometers long from Chengdu to Xinjiang.

Every day, transport planes loaded with supplies landed at the airport near the supply station. Food, drinking water, bedding, marching tents... Tens of thousands of supplies were distributed to refugees, but for millions of people, this thing was too small.

The capacity of the air force and civil aviation has reached its limit. Railway transportation can only meet the supplementary number of designated areas. Because the migration team is taking a remote road away from the city.

Millions of refugees will cause a terrible riot no matter which city they enter. Lin Xiang is very clear about the consequences of doing so.

The eastern provinces have mobilized tens of thousands of passenger buses to Xinjiang urgently. They will transport all the refugees they contacted midway to Golmud as quickly as possible. At the same time, all the supplies from cities, towns and settlements along the way have been concentrated, and all of them are now supplying food to the refugees.

This still cannot meet everyone's needs.

The average person is 600 ml of drinking water and 300 grams of food per day. This is the issuance standard for all supply stations. Of course, there are occasional special additional issuances. However, there are not many such situations.

In the beginning, refugees didn’t care about these supplementary foods. Uncooked mineral water bottles, biscuits thrown away after eating half of them, and even convenience foods that were discarded without even tearing the packaging... They can be seen everywhere in the areas where refugees pass.

This is an era of overnutrition. People don’t worry about food at all. What they care about is how to reduce body fat and make obese bodies look more beautiful.
Chapter completed!