Chapter 47 The forked tongue

The so-called robbery actually means finding the warehouse based on the map of the grain reserve warehouse around Zeyang City controlled by Richemont, and then making out the grain inside.

Now Zeyang City has been bombed into ruins by nuclear bombs, and everything has turned into ashes, let alone food. Moreover, even if there is a small amount of food that can be left behind, it has been contaminated by radiation. No matter how these mutants are not afraid of the pollution of nuclear radiation, no one knows what will happen if they eat it into their bodies.

Richemont looked at the map displayed on his personal communicator and immediately took these people to set off.

Others don’t know, but he himself understands that these mutants are much more capable than ordinary people. Now that they suddenly have sixty more mouths, they must find food quickly. Otherwise, after eating this meal, no matter how great his personal charm is, he cannot be eaten as a meal.

As for what kind of superpowers these mutants have, or just an ordinary person who can be immune to T viruses, Richemont did not ask about these things. These things can naturally be gradually understood in the future life and battles. Only the understanding in actual combat is truly comprehensive and real. Now even if these mutants say it is useless.

After the group had eaten and drank, they had quickly recovered from their strong physiques of the mutants. Then, under the leadership of Richemont, they searched for various guns and ammunition, and then went out of the underground shelter and headed towards the No. 7 Grain Reserve Warehouse displayed on the map.

When these mutants came out of the shelter, they all cheered and then took a deep breath of the air outside. Although the air on the ground was filled with radiant dust, it was much better than the turbid air inside the shelter that had not been changed in dozens of days. Especially in the cell, hundreds of people breathed, burped, butt, body odor, armpit odor, and the smell almost made Richmond vomit at first.

At the entrance of the shelter, a metal pole that had been completely burned to black was hanging a man like a flag hanging.

To be precise, this is just a part of the people. This naked guy has only his body left, and all his limbs have disappeared.

This person hanging on the top of the pole was naturally Wei Xingyong who was taken out by Miao Yang. For this ordinary person, the sun, dry heat, and radiation outside were all fatal.

Wei Xingyong is not dead yet, and he moans little by little. Because of the severe radiation, his wounds had already all had pussies of big or small size, which looked very disgusting, making him look like a toad.

Richmond looked at him coldly and immediately walked towards the northeast. Wei Xingyong was already the same as a dead person.

The mutant people didn't even raise their heads, just passing by Wei Xingyong's body, following Richemont's footsteps. However, when they saw this scene, they were still very excited. Miao Yang even hugged Wang Bo's body and buried him in a black pile of glass, just in front of Wei Xingyong. In Miao Yang's words, it was to let Wang Bo see what Wei Xingyong would end in that world.

In a short while, the group had already left without a trace, leaving Wei Xingyong hanging on the long pole, groaning alone in the ruins of nuclear radiation, slowly entering his own death.

The so-called Red Star Republic's No. 7 strategic grain reserve base is actually an underground granary. Richmond had known this place when he was in school in Gangcheng before that whenever there was a major disaster, the No. 7 strategic grain reserve base would start to release grain crazily. Therefore, Richmond has seen those trucks transporting grain many times and has a special liking for this place.

After a lot of people, my movement speed could naturally not be so fast. This time, it took about half a day to leave the ruins of Zeyang City and head towards the direction of the No. 7 strategic grain warehouse.

Turning around, Zeyang City, which was once prosperous, was nowhere to be seen at this time. Only the melted glass reflects various strange lights in the sun. Other places are basically a flat ground without any ups and downs.

Richmond cursed in his heart that if Zeyang City had not been completely destroyed by the nuclear bomb, he would still want to find a team of cars and then pull all of his people over, but he did not expect that now there was no license plate, so his plan to save time was completely ruined.

Fortunately, this is also an opportunity to familiarize yourself with the external environment.

Along the way, although there were not many zombies encountered due to the previous nuclear bomb bombing and the migration of zombie groups, whenever they encountered a single zombie, Richemont would wave his hand and let any mutant around him come forward to solve the problem immediately. Doing so not only exercises the combat power of these people, but also allows themselves to see their specific strength.

However, what disappointed him was that these mutants obviously had a very short awakening time. Except for some of them who had strong combat power, others were either auxiliary or had extremely low evolutionary levels. Think about it, for an ordinary person, it was already shocking for a mutant to slap a brick with one palm, but in front of the gun, this level of evolution is simply nothing.

By the same token, although some mutants have greatly accelerated their speed and there is no problem in winning the track and field world championship, can they be faster than the bullets?

In Richmond's mind, the simplest measure of the evolution of these mutants is whether they can withstand the attacks of hot weapons. Only at this time can they be barely called a strong man. Now, the greatest combat power of these mutants is not their own mutation, but dozens of guns picked up from underground shelters.

"Miao Yang, Han Jialuo, let the brothers take a break." Seeing that after a while, some girls were already showing signs of fatigue, Rifeng immediately waved his hand and said.

"Yes, boss!" Miao Yang and a more mature young man replied at the same time, heading towards the back of the team at any time.

These Miao Yang and Han Jialuo are two people who are truly satisfied with Richemont among these 60 mutants. Miao Yang's speed and attack power are both good, while Han Jialuo has excellent marksmanship. His evolution direction seems to be vision. Because of this, this person is extremely suitable for reconnaissance and sniping.

Now, sixty people are divided into two teams, and Miao Yang and Han Jialuo have become team captains.

The ruins of Zeyang City, outside the entrance to the underground shelter.

Just as Richmond and others left, two slender figures appeared here. These were two bald men wearing black windbreakers and sunglasses, looking expressionless and cold as ice.

"No. 1, I didn't expect that I could find food here." The bald man on the left said, looking up at Wei Xingyong's half body on the top of the metal pole. His mouth opened, and a snake-like tongue forked from the middle was stretched out! The tongue was twisted into a twist, then he licked his lips separately, looking interested.

"No. 2, if you want to eat, as long as you don't violate discipline, you don't have to report to me." The bald man, known as No. 1, said, "However, according to the scan results, there is no living person below."

"Oh, it's so troublesome. It seems that this is about to fall on the food..." No. 1 sighed, grabbed the metal rod beside him, and suddenly exerted force, and actually broke the metal rod, pulling down Wei Xingyong, who was half dead, and threw it on the ground.

"Little Guai..." No. 2 bent down, stretched out his forked purple tongue, and slowly licked Wei Xingyong's face, "Have you ever seen a tall and thin boy like this?"
Chapter completed!