Doomsday Rise

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"Close the door." Liu Wei'an's first order after walking in.

"How do you do this?" Zhong Dingsheng looked at the row of instruments and buttons, sweating profusely.

"Don't you know the words?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"I don't know." Zhong Dingsheng said embarrassedly.

Only then did Liu Wei'an remember that Zhong Dingsheng was only a small-time worker, but he was sensitive to numbers. It was used for settling accounts and recording wages. He really didn't know a few words. He walked over and clicked on the OFF button. The door made a slight sound and slowly closed.

Liu Wei'an asked Zhong Dingsheng and Xiao Wei to stay in the control room. He rushed inside and shouted: "Every team, report the situation."

The warehouse was brightly lit, and it was extremely vast as far as the eye could see. Scattered footsteps came from every corner. There were countless enemies. They were hiding everywhere, so it was really hard to find them.

"Warehouse No. 1 is safe." Qiu Quansheng shouted, his voice full of excitement.

"Warehouse No. 2 is safe." Hong Tao yelled. His voice was already loud, and he shouted it with all his strength, causing the entire warehouse to buzz.

"Warehouse No. 3 - not safe, there are still a few rats." Liu Xiaohui said.

"Warehouse No. 4 - it's not safe, the rats are hiding." Zhang Xueqiang whispered, lacking confidence.

"There are a lot of rats in Warehouse No. 5, come on, oh, my ass - you are a rat hiding behind me - go to hell." Then there was a scream.

The warehouse is not a large container, but is divided into large and small grids. The height is basically about three or four meters. Liu Wei'an used the momentum of running to easily rush up. Looking around, he looked towards the direction where the fight was most intense. Rushing in the direction, some of the grids were connected, and some were two or three meters apart. This distance did not exist in his eyes, and he reached the place where the firefight occurred in an instant.

The two parties were fighting five meters apart. In fact, it was mainly the warehouse personnel who were shooting. The security team was basically using their bare hands. There was nothing they could do because they had no weapons.

The staff in the warehouse are easy to identify. They are uniformly dressed and have two large warehouses printed on their backs. I don’t know what the person who designed the clothes is thinking, just for fear that others won’t know.

The people from the security team wanted to get close, but the firepower of the warehouse personnel was too strong and they did not dare to rush in. They could only hide behind the bunker in a very embarrassed state.

boom!

One person's head exploded, and his body was thrown backwards, hitting the wall hard. Before the blood splashed onto the faces of the others, they saw that their faces were missing, and their heads were like broken watermelons, torn apart.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

The five warehouse workers instantly turned into five headless corpses. The fierce gunfire instantly fell silent, leaving only two people lying in the corner. They escaped because of the angle, but they only survived a few more times. In seconds, Wang Pengpeng stretched out his legs and wrapped them around their necks like ropes. He twisted them hard and made two clicks. The two died with their tongues sticking out and their eyes bulging.

Warehouse No. 4.

The warehouse staff's attention was attracted by the security team on the ground. They didn't even know Liu Wei'an was overhead. They shot one at a time and killed two instantly. The remaining three noticed the enemy appearing overhead and turned around. When the gun was pointed, Liu Wei'an's bullets killed them in one step.

The battle fell silent for an instant.

"Search for caught fish and inventory the warehouse." Liu Wei'an ordered.

"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly.

The warehouse staff didn't know whether the food was too good or too nutritious. They all ate to a pulp. What's strange is that with such good physiques, there were only two evolvers. One was cut into pieces by Qiu Quansheng, and the other had his heart broken by Zhang Xueqiang. , if this were not the case, it would probably take a lot of effort to kill these people who occupy the right location.

"Report to the boss, a hostage has been captured." Liu Xiaohui rushed one person back excitedly.

In the data room, when Liu Wei'an heard this, the muscles on his face twitched. He put down the file and glanced at Liu Xiaohui. Hasn't this girl watched a police movie? What does it mean to capture a hostage?

I have positioned myself as a bad guy, but I have never seen such an honest person.

Liu Wei'an's eyes fell on the hostage. No, it was a 'live mouth'. He was about twenty-five years old, 170 centimeters tall and weighed 140 kilograms. Compared with slaves and civilians, his physique could definitely be said to be strong, but compared with Compared with other people in the warehouse, he is considered normal, at least there is no bulge in his abdomen and no fat on his face.

His eyes were fearful, his body was hunched over, his face was full of fear, his fingers were trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to take a breath. It was probably because of this that he was not beaten to death.

"What's your name?" Liu Wei'an's voice was very calm, with no hint of emotion or anger.

"Cheng Jinhong." The hostage had no interest in trying torture and answered immediately.

"Are you a staff member here?"

"yes!"

"How many workers are there in the warehouse?"

"58, including 38 porters, four forklift masters, two cranes, two operators, one manager, one deputy manager, and 10 security guards." Cheng Jinhong didn't need to think at all, these data came out of his mouth.

"Go and count the number of corpses." Liu Wei'an ordered someone, and that person ran out immediately.

"When the zombies attacked, the relatives of our warehouse manager came to take out insurance, so there were ten more people." Cheng Jinhong said quickly.

"Whose warehouse belongs to you? How long have you worked here? How much food is there in total? Besides food, what else is there? Answer the questions honestly. As long as you cooperate, I will spare your life."

"The warehouse belongs to Mr. Zhu Lie. I am his slave. I am responsible for the No. 1 crane. I have worked here for 8 years. There are..." Cheng Jinhong is very cooperative and knows everything. In addition, he has worked here for a long time. He knew everything about the warehouse and all kinds of data came out of his mouth.

Liu Wei'an compared the data in the database and found that it was exactly the same. Even if there were differences, it was due to the manipulation of the warehouse supervisor. For example, Granary No. 11 had 3 tons less grain than the actual quantity all year round. 3 tons of grain became a benefit to everyone. This case Only those inside the warehouse know this.

Soon, the people who went out to count people came back and found 67 corpses, plus Cheng Jinhong's 68 people, no more, no less. Liu Wei'an was not careless and asked the security team to check the warehouse thoroughly before he felt relieved.

"I asked you to count the grain in the warehouse. What was the result?" Liu Wei'an asked the five captains of the safety team.

"A lot." Qiu Quansheng looked excited.

"How much is a lot?"

"A lot!" Qiu Quansheng was dumbfounded and gestured with both hands, but when he stretched his hands to the limit, he still couldn't describe it and his face turned red.

"What about you?" Liu Wei'an looked at Liu Xiaohui.

"A lot." Liu Xiaohui thought for a long time, and finally just choked out two words.

"There are many of you too?" Liu Wei'an looked at the remaining three people.

"A lot!" The three of them nodded quickly.

Liu Wei'an felt powerless for a while. It was no problem to let these people charge into the battle. It was more difficult to let them do clerical work than to let them not get hard after seeing beautiful women.

"Zhang Xueqiang, your team is responsible for the security work. Instruct the chef to cook and have a big meal in the evening." Liu Wei'an said.

"Yeah!" The five captains and the Ping An team behind them cheered collectively. For everyone, eating is more tempting than beautiful women.

"Do you really want to spare his life?" Everyone else left, but Qiu Quansheng stayed.

Cheng Hongjun tensed up and looked at Liu Wei'an uneasily.

"Anyway, there is so much food here, I don't care if I have another mouth." Liu Wei'an said calmly: "As long as he is honest, it doesn't matter if he has one more person."

"Be honest, I will be honest." Cheng Hongjun quickly expressed his loyalty.

"This is a troubled world, and only by surviving can there be hope. Since you didn't fight with others, it means you are a smart person. As long as you don't seek death, I will not kill you. Do you understand?" Liu Wei'an looked at Cheng Hongjun. .

"I understand, I understand." Cheng Hongjun's heart slowly dropped, knowing that his life was saved.

The warehouse is very large. As a closed warehouse, it not only has rooms, kitchens, restaurants, toilets, but also shooting rooms, weapons rooms, boxing rings, etc. If the factor of freedom is excluded, this is definitely a place that many people dream of living in. There is nothing to worry about eating and drinking, and there is plenty to do. Not to mention compared to the slave areas, even compared to many civilians, this place is a paradise.

It is worth mentioning that there are 1,164 tons of grain stored in the warehouse, which can probably feed about 60,000 people for a month, which shows how huge it is. There is also an ammunition depot.

The warehouses used to store grain are equipped with modern equipment, such as vacuum, constant temperature, and constant pressure. As long as they are not opened, the grain can be stored for a hundred years without worrying about spoilage. When Liu Wei'an learned this, he was relieved. Fortunately, Cheng Jinhong was not killed, otherwise Operating these instruments is really a hassle.

"Right? Where are Three Inch Nails?"

During dinner in the evening, Xiaowei suddenly asked, and everyone was shocked to find that this guy had never appeared.

"Is something going to happen?" Qiu Quansheng asked worriedly.

"Are you lost?" Liu Xiaohui asked.

"Or have you gone too far?" Zhang Xueqiang muttered.

"Stop talking nonsense and find someone." Liu Wei'an ordered.

Everyone reluctantly put down the fragrant rice and looked for people all over the ground. It felt like looking for a needle. They stared at the ground. Some people lay on the ground and listened to the noise. It took more than half an hour to find him outside, where the Three Inch Nails first penetrated into the ground. His head came out of the ground, but his body was still in the ground, exhausted from exhaustion.

However, this boy has a very strong recovery ability. He took it back to the warehouse, had a good meal, and immediately became active again. Xiaowei asked on behalf of everyone what happened to Three Inch Nails, and the answer she got was quite speechless.

The underground reinforced concrete was too thick, and it was also covered with a layer of alloy steel. Three Inch Nails used all its strength and could only drill a half-meter-deep hole, but thinking that this was the first thing Liu Wei'an had given him. I didn’t want to give up on this mission halfway, so I kept working hard, working hard, and finally almost killed myself. I walked back to the entrance along the dug cave in a daze. I couldn’t hold on as soon as I got out. Fortunately, everyone found it. Hurry, or you'll be bitten to death by zombies.

Liu Wei'an didn't know what to say, but his thoughts quietly changed. Although in troubled times, force was the first priority, he still needed some highly intelligent talents, otherwise these idiots would trick him to death. I just worked hard today and didn’t count on Three Inch Nails, otherwise I would have nothing to play with.

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