When the off-road vehicles and the Kyung Clan Consortium's military transport trucks appeared in sight, Ren Xiaosu suddenly thought that these people might also be the reason why the wolves were not in a hurry to hunt.
Ren Xiaosu was all too familiar with the Kyung Clan Consortium's logo on those vehicles. He had just seen it a few days ago.
There was a white ginkgo leaf logo on the black vehicles. According to Mr. Zhang, this world had already experienced hundreds of millions of years of change. But among all the plants in the world, only the ginkgo tree had maintained its original appearance after being covered by the Quaternary glaciers.
This was one of the most ancient tree species and also one of the tree species with the most powerful "genes."
When Ren Xiaosu saw the Kyung Clan Consortium's logo in the Jing Mountains, he wondered if the Kyung Clan Consortium had chosen to use the ginkgo leaf as their logo because they wanted to symbolize permanence and long-term development.
The vehicles roared as they approached. But when they got closer, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that there were too few of them. There were so few that he did not even need to count to determine that there were only three off-road vehicles and two military transport trucks in the convoy.
Didn't Xu Xianchu say that the Kyung Clan Consortium's combat brigade had 4,500 people? Why were there only so few of them? A truck could at most carry 50 people, right? Then only a hundred or so of them managed to escape?
What had happened?
In fact, Ren Xiaosu had underestimated the horror of this disaster. As there were fewer brick houses in town, Ren Xiaosu could not imagine how serious the consequences would be if brick houses or even high-rise buildings collapsed. Furthermore, the stronghold was almost entirely made of brick houses.
Perhaps poverty had limited Ren Xiaosu's imagination.
During this earthquake, even the ground cracked and the stronghold was split in two. The river that flowed through the stronghold was forcibly turned into a waterfall.
This was the power of nature that humans could not resist.
After the brick houses in the stronghold collapsed, a large number of people were crushed to death in the buildings. The number of casualties was uncountable, and the Kyung Clan Consortium was not spared either.
The most unfortunate thing was that the military camp happened to be on that crack and was forcibly split into two halves …
Luo Lan sat in the off-road vehicle, panting heavily. The most embarrassing thing was that he only had a pair of flowery underpants on his legs. When the earthquake happened, he was still sleeping. Fortunately, the barracks he lived in was exceptionally sturdy, and the floors were low, so he was still alive.
It was winter, so there was heating in the barracks and off-road vehicles, but there wasn't any in the wilderness.
At this moment, Luo Lan was most worried about what would happen if the car ran out of gas before they reached Stronghold 109. At that time, he would have to get out of the car and walk to Stronghold 109!
Thinking of this, Luo Lan asked, "How much gas is left in the car?"
The soldier in the driver's seat said, "There's still one-third left. We can drive about 130 kilometers."
"Can we drive to Stronghold 109?" Luo Lan asked.
The soldier said awkwardly, "We're about 210 kilometers away from Stronghold 109, so we definitely won't have enough gas. Actually, we can get the people in the off-road vehicle behind us to get into the truck. That way, we can transfer the fuel from that vehicle to ours."
"Eh?" Luo Lan's eyes lit up. But then he sighed and said, "Forget it. The off-road vehicle is full of wounded people, and the truck is also full."
The soldier fell silent for a moment before saying, "Sir, you and Mr. Qing Zhen have been very good to us. We're different from the other big shots in the organization, so we don't mind suffering a little."
"Alright, don't mention it anymore." Luo Lan waved his hand in frustration. "You're talking like I'm a good person. I'm not a good person at all. Do you know that good people don't live long?"
"Sir, there's a group of people running in front of us," the soldier said. He had already seen the fleeing refugees.
Luo Lan said disdainfully, "There's also a group of people running behind us. How rare can that be? Let's overtake them and make them eat our dust! "
When the refugees saw the vehicles speeding past, they felt envious. If only they had such vehicles as well.
Actually, there were also vehicles in the gravel yard. But as they were transporting the sand, they happened to have been diverted elsewhere. The remaining vehicles were basically heavy excavators that could not drive fast and used up a lot of gas!
At this moment, a man suddenly rushed out from among the refugees. "Boss Luo, I'm Wang Yiheng, the director of the gravel yard. Please take me with you! I've met you before! "
Luo Lan's driver asked, "Should we bring him along?"
"I can't even fit the wounded anymore, so why the hell would I bring him along?" Luo Lan scolded, "Ignore him."
Wang Yiheng watched as the convoy got further and further away. He was so angry that he wanted to chase after them and shoot that Fatty Luo to death with the gun in his hand. But on one hand, he really did not have the guts to do so. He could only think about it. On the other hand, he could not catch up to them.
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When Ren Xiaosu saw the convoy approaching from afar, he told Wang Fugui and the others, "I reckon that a lot of the stronghold's people are escaping in this direction, so don't worry too much. There'll naturally be a lot of people who will help us attract the attention of the wild beasts. If a small number of wild beasts attack us, I'll take care of them."
Wang Fugui was a shrewd person. He could sense an inexplicable confidence in Ren Xiaosu's words.
Ren Xiaosu should know very well what kind of danger they were in, but Ren Xiaosu was not that afraid. Wang Fugui wondered if Ren Xiaosu was also a supernatural being.
Otherwise, why would only Ren Xiaosu return after so many people went to the Jing Mountains? And did Ren Xiaosu kill someone in the Jing Mountains? Why else would Ren Xiaosu not even bat an eyelid when he killed someone in front of the school?
"Um, about Xiaosu, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask." Wang Fugui hesitated for a moment before asking, "What exactly is in the Jing Mountains? What about the others? "
"There were 21 of them when we went there." Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "There should only be four of them left alive now."
These four were Xu Xianchu, Yang Xiaojin, Ren Xiaosu, and Luo Xinyu.
"As for what's in the Jing Mountains, I'm not sure either. There are bugs that eat humans and human Experimentals whose intelligence has deteriorated." Ren Xiaosu sighed and said, "But that's actually not the scariest part."
That monster with its claws protruding from the crater of the volcano had always been a shadow in Ren Xiaosu's heart. That was because that monster was too large and lived in the magma.
At this moment, the Kyung Clan Consortium's convoy had already driven past Ren Xiaosu and the others. Ren Xiaosu saw the fat man inside through the window and wondered if this was the legendary Boss Luo who had gifted him the Magical Hands That Restore Spring pennant?
"No matter what, it's really all thanks to you this time." Wang Fugui sighed and said, "If you hadn't brought us out in time, Dalong and I might not have been able to make it out alive. I don't even know how to thank you."
Ren Xiaosu looked at Wang Fugui and said in a serious tone, "A drop of kindness should be returned with a spring of gratitude …"
Wang Fugui was speechless.
Shouldn't everyone be polite to each other or something?!
However, Ren Xiaosu did not say anything else. He found a high slope and wanted to look into the distance to see how many more people had escaped.
"Find a leeward place and get ready to rest." Ren Xiaosu said, "There seem to be a few thousand people behind us, so we're safe for the time being. Besides, y 'all might collapse if you don't get some rest."
The moon was already high up in the sky, and everyone was indeed on the verge of collapsing since they had been escaping since the morning. Ren Xiaosu felt that they should return to the crowd and use the several thousand people as their cover.
A few hundred people might still be attacked by the wolves, but if it was a few thousand people, even the wolves would have to think twice, right?
If they encountered any danger, he just needed to lead Yan Liuyuan and the others and run faster than those several thousand people.
It might be a little cruel to think this way, but everyone else probably thought the same way.
Besides, if they followed this group of people to Stronghold 109, would it be possible for them to pretend to be people from Stronghold 113 and follow them into Stronghold 109?
He wondered if Stronghold 109 would allow them to enter.
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