Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

Since everything is in chaos, since there’s no room for redemption, no more need for efforts, then one should think about giving those loyal old brothers following him a way out.

Captain Lv walked from the side to where Old Xie and the others were, no longer paying attention to the refugees behind him.

”Go pack up the stuff, we’re preparing to leave,” Captain Lv said.

His voice wasn’t loud, just enough for Old Xie and the others to hear, while the refugees and some residents ten meters away couldn’t.

Upon hearing this, Old Xie understood that the captain also wanted to give up on this place.

Boom!

A vibration.

At the gate, a car was directly blown up.

On both sides of the vehicle, people were desperately fighting; some ignored the violence, picked up things scattered on the ground, and ran, but were stabbed to death after only a few steps by someone behind.

The person who just picked up something dropped on the ground, thinking of running to the side, was surrounded by several others vying to snatch it away from him.

Rip, that was a bag of whole wheat bread, scattered in the air.

A few slices of bread hadn’t even fallen to the ground when they were snatched and stuffed into mouths.

One person who didn’t get any started fiddling with another person’s mouth.

The person who managed to grab a piece of bread stuffed it crazily into his mouth, causing his dry, peeling lips.

Another person was frantically pulling at him, trying to pull out the bread from his mouth, but the man was desperately swallowing.

However, due to the dry throat and the bread being stale and rough, it was impossible to swallow. For a moment, the whole piece of bread got stuck in his throat, preventing him from breathing.

Struggling, this person’s eyes rolled back as the bread blocked his airway, completely unable to breathe.

Eventually, he collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.

Another person, seeing the situation, continued to fiddle with his mouth, but to no avail.

The piece of bread had already gone down his throat, and his eyes fell on a nearby knife.

An idea formed...

Captain Lv watched this scene unfold before his eyes, a particularly intense feeling of shared death and misery in his heart.

He must leave quickly.

Walking into the room, Captain Lv saw his wife and daughter looking panicked; the refugees had almost broken in, scaring them greatly.

Aside from the five people confronting the refugees at the door, there were about ten family members in the room. That’s all the family left for everyone, some lost due to illness, some due to various incidents encountered before, and some at the very outbreak of the apocalypse.

”How many people do we have here?” Captain Lv asked.

The team member behind him counted and said: ”We have 32 people in total, plus Director Zhang and his group, roughly 40 people.”

Captain Lv looked around, not seeing Director Zhang, and asked: ”Where is Director Zhang?”

”We haven’t seen them; they never came over,” said one who had been staying in the room.

A bad premonition flashed through Captain Lv’s mind. Director Zhang and his group were likely more dead than alive.

After all, there would be many who hated him. There is some distance to travel from their place to here, and who knows whether they would encounter others on the way, and considering the scene he just witnessed, there probably was major trouble.

Captain Lv couldn’t comprehend why things had suddenly turned out this way.

Everything was fine just moments ago, and now the situation is completely out of control.

In reality, what he didn’t know was that people in Jiefang City had long wanted to loot; it was just that no one had taken the lead yet. They were still waiting for them to donate some food, clinging to hope.

But human nature is such that the bottom line can be continuously broken, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to survive. Clinging to this hope, one can endure great pain.

After Director Zhang spoke those words, being hit and knocked unconscious by Xie Liuhai, his fate unknown.

They became clear that Director Zhang and Captain Lv no longer had the ability to help them.

That is to say, their chance of survival was cut off.

Then, to survive.

Forget about morals and order, there’s just one word: loot!

Desperately looting might lead to death by starvation too, but it also might offer a chance to keep on living.

Since death is inevitable either way, might as well go all out.

”Is everyone ready? Get ready to move out.” Captain Lv said.

”We’re all ready.” Another team member across from him responded.

”Then let’s move out!” Captain Lv said.

A commotion came from up ahead.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, fired by Old Xie.

Captain Lv hurriedly ran out of the room, only to see outside the building, the refugees had stopped in their tracks, staring straight at them.

”They just tried to rush in, but I stopped them,” Old Xie explained uncertainly to Captain Lv, not sure if he should kill these refugees and residents.

Captain Lv glanced at the refugees in front of him, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and helplessness.

He gritted his teeth and said, ”Well done. On the road, if anyone dares to ram us, kill them!”

His voice carried an icy, bone-chilling cold.

This statement was heard by the people opposite them, some looked at the guns in Director Zhang and the others’ hands with timidity, some with an undaunted look, as if they had nothing to lose since they were starving to death anyway.

”Let’s go!”

People started emerging from the room, carrying various items, some with backpacks.

Not much stuff, not much food.

Compared to the food Xie Liuhai had, what they had really wasn’t much.

”Move aside!” Captain Lv shouted loudly.

The refugees and residents didn’t budge.

Bang!

Captain Lv shot dead the one in the front, Old Huang, a long-time resident of Jiefang City, now killed by a single shot from Captain Lv.

It was clear evidence of Captain Lv’s determination.

The crowd quickly made way.

Captain Lv and his party of 32, only 6 of whom had guns. Only four had bullets in their guns, and not many at that.

But the refugees didn’t know Captain Lv’s real situation, so they stepped back.

Captain Lv and the others headed towards the garage. They had quite a few vehicles, but not much gas.

Under the threat of firearms, no one else dared to approach.

Although everyone knew their bullets were running low, no one wanted to be the sacrificial bird. The sacrificial bird is dead and meaningless.

As soon as Captain Lv and his group left, the group of refugees and residents swarmed into the room.

They rummaged through the place, and after a short while, came out looking discouraged.

Damn it, there was nothing of value left.

Some set their sights on others fighting on the other side, initially thinking that as the base’s managers, Captain Lv and his group would have the most food. Turns out, not so much. They might even be better off...

In the crowd, some immediately left the building and ran towards the direction where Xie Liuhai had fled. There was more to be had there, and no guns – might as well give it a shot.

But some were eyeing Captain Lv not far away, their thoughts unstoppable.

Their eyes were filled with madness.

The hunger in their bellies surged like a tide, ever more turbulent!