MTL - I’m Driving An RV In the Doomsday-Chapter 153 cold new year's eve

Except for the first day, the next few days were full of snow, even with freezing rain. The plan to go out hunting had to be shelved. The road was extremely slippery, and the cold came again.

The most terrifying low temperature reaches minus seventy degrees!

The stone houses are all frozen, and there are giant tooth ice skates hanging under the eaves and windows, and no one dares to come out now. A little careless will be frostbitten by low temperature, the injury is irreversible.

There is no heating equipment outside the city, some people have no firewood in the middle of the night, and they will freeze to death if they can't hold it. When the person who came to deliver daily supplies opened the door, he found that the temperature in the room had reached minus fifty degrees, and the body had long since frozen.

So every day a group of staff knocks on the door one by one to clean up the corpses. A body of ice cubes were transported out, and the people around them have long been accustomed to it.

The number of ordinary survivors has dropped sharply, and the city has also opened up empty spaces to lend a helping hand and allow a group of people to enter Molong City. But in the end it was a drop in the bucket.

The severe cold hit, the load of the power station increased, and some equipment was damaged by freezing, and the power supply became a problem again. Today, even people in the city have to endure the low temperature of more than minus 30 degrees.

Wind, snow and extreme cold always destroy everything, completely freezing the remaining embers. Almost all the people who can survive outside the city are lingering on, and all the supernatural beings are strong and energetic. If the energy intake in a day cannot keep up with the consumption, it may be weaker than ordinary people.

The stone house is now almost an igloo, and the daytime is no more than 8 hours, and it will soon be plunged into long and unbearable darkness. Contrary to the vision of Shuangri Lingkong, it is very strange.

Today is the last day of the old calendar, in previous years is New Year's Eve, the most grand celebration of the year. But on such a day, the freezing temperature was approaching minus seventy degrees, and how many people outside the city could not survive the last bell tolling.

In the daytime, people have already entered the city one after another, begging to be able to spend this last day of stability and witness the dawn of a new era again, even if it is hidden behind the extreme cold of the blizzard.

So the city is extremely full today, people in the streets are rubbing shoulders and making a commotion. The wrapped clothes are all randomly sewn, with a variety of animal skins. The whole person is the kind of barbarian who came out of the wild mountains.

The snowflakes are beautiful and ruthless, and no one will have the mind to count how many patterns it has. When something threatens human life, no matter how poetic it is, it will become hideous.

There are survivors of disaster and freezing everywhere, without nuclei and without food. Can only survive on meager relief from the base. There are even dead corpses curled up against the wall, no one cares about them, and when the wind and snow cover, it is a relief to scribble this life.

At this moment, the stores and shops are afraid to open their doors, for fear that these disaster victims will rush in to compete for food. Several incidents did occur, and in the end it was the military who came forward to crack down, isolate people and distribute food to appease them.

There are also well-meaning bosses who also accept some victims, let them hide under the eaves and windows, and make fires to keep warm. At any time, a rigid body would fall and be carried away. As for whether it is alive or dead, no one will check it, so it should be considered dead.

There are also many people in the parking lot. The tents that are temporarily set up are not very useful at all.

Some car owners have to keep starting the car, turn on the heater in the car, use up the last bit of oil, and then think about what to do in the future.

"It's horrible outside, those individuals have frozen lips and are dying!"

Yan Cijing looked worriedly through the car window at the people curled up in the sheltered corners of the walls, watching the surveillance, and there were many people gathered around the RV, especially the car exhaust. A little bit of heating is the focus of their contention.

The car can't move at all, and some people are even struggling to knock on the RV, banging non-stop, trying to call for help, hoping that the owner can come out of the charity spot.

Unfortunately, Le Buqun watched coldly, but refused to let go.

People are unpredictable, it is impossible for them to come up with an RV, and they are not worried about being broken in by some people. He and others have seen with their own eyes many well-meaning or forced car owners being occupied by disaster victims.

"Those are ordinary people, they don't have strong physique, they can't survive this winter at all. Natural selection, survival of the fittest. The doomsday law of survival of the last is estimated to want to clean up the last Humans who cannot evolve."

Some hidden thoughts arise from the heart of Lebuqun, whether it is the double-day volley or the extreme cold this time, they are constantly challenging the limits of human survival. Willpower fuels beliefs and creates more awakened ones.

I have no choice but to accept that ordinary people really cannot survive the apocalypse. In the end, all those who survived must be power users, and the genes of the old humans will be completely eliminated and eliminated.

Perhaps from the moment of awakening, oneself and others are no longer the previous self.

Wait a minute, I don't seem to be a power user! Just with the help of the exercises and special powers provided by the system, wouldn't it mean that he would also be an outlier.

Le Buqun suddenly felt a little panicky.

"Forget it, I must have thought too much, so what? I will definitely live well in the end."

Shake his head to shut down these miscellaneous thoughts, and now is thinking about when the bad weather is going to end. Don't drive your own car over all the hard corpses.

Everyone in the car also understands that now is not the time to do good deeds, death has become commonplace, and compassion has become a rare thing.

"This New Year's Eve this year is probably the most tragic!" Lin Xue's eyes flashed a trace of unbearableness, but she had no other way to save so many people.

The atmosphere is very low, everyone can only pray silently, whether it is life or death.

A high-rise of a majestic military building in the Molong City base, an angry roar came from the conference room.

"Not everyone agrees to help the victims together. We can't just watch millions of ordinary people freeze to death!"

The general's eyebrows were furrowed, and the bloodshot eyes were full of tiredness. In order to solve the problems of the victims, he had not slept for two days and one night.

"General, there is nothing we can do about it. Now that the severe cold strikes, we can't go out to hunt for food, and the power reserve is even more insufficient. It is already doing everything we can to squeeze these out!"

A group executive tried hard to explain that his own situation is not good, who knows how long the weather will last. People outside the city will die when they die, and they can't fill the unfilled hole with their own storage.

"Yes, there are a large group of people in the city to support, the estimated time of the previous materials has fallen below the warning line. In less than a month, the materials of the base will be exhausted. That's probably the hardest time, because winter has only just begun."

"We can't put all the chassis on those ordinary people. If we can't survive it, it will be their life. We have done enough."

The voice of the meeting became colder and colder, and the dissatisfaction and anxiety became more and more high. Everyone is starting to think about the way back. The base is now a city surrounded by ice and snow, and the lifelines around it are almost blocked. Every day is a huge consumption, and tens of millions of people are eating away at the storage materials of the Molong City base.

Other places are expected to be horrible, no electricity grid, no heating. The human body is undoubtedly courting death in the snowstorm of minus seventy degrees.

"Quiet!"

The general is helpless in the face of such a situation, because his soldiers are reducing their quotas every day, and they are too cold and even die from freezing. Now there is simply no way to come up with additional supplies to help those dying ordinary people.

They either rely on the will awakening ability, it is estimated that they can hold on for a few more days. Or simply die clean, burn the corpse, and contribute some final heat.

At the end of the discussion, all the high-level executives no longer agreed to put effort into the dead. Considering the importance of surviving talents, the military had to suspend the supply of food to ordinary people, and even the supply of materials for people with abilities outside the city had to be appropriately reduced and adjusted.

Now it is not required to be full, but to survive at a minimum, and race against time. It is expected to be like this for a long time.

People outside naturally don't know that this order was given easily and will be executed quickly.

Tonight, the wind and snow are still there, and there are people curled up under the eaves of the streets and corners of the shops. The flickering street lights were in poor contact in several places, but the temperature at night rose to minus ten degrees.

This is a last resort for the base to be generous, even if it is to let some people spend the New Year, that's all.

A few people in the car are preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, which is lively, but everyone's mood is not really happy. A table of meals is ready, with fish and meat, steamed, fried, and cooked.

"Although I am out of town, the atmosphere of the New Year is still there. Come! I wish us all a good life, and there is still a long way to go in the future!"

As the host, Le Buqun raised the drink in his hand, and the others clinked. The crisp smile swayed in the cup, but unfortunately there were no fireworks outside the window.

In fact, this deserted New Year's Eve dinner is not long, the six people are looking out the window, maybe every minute will die on this New Year's Eve. Even if it is irrelevant, on this special festival, there will be a backlog of depression and depression, and it will never be happy.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the heating in the car was suitable, and everyone sat on the sofa and bored watching comedy on weekdays. But I have read it many times, and downloaded those few back and forth.

Sit like this until almost twelve o'clock, the pendulum clock on the wall is wobbly about to ring the first bell of the new year.

"Fu Siwen, let's cook a pot of dumplings! Cook more!"

Le Buqun suddenly spoke up, and everyone who kept the year old also got up and looked back at the pendulum clock with different expressions.

After dinner, there was still a lot left in the pot, and Fu Siwen packed more than 30 thermal insulation boxes, which contained about seven or eight dumplings and poured soup.

"Send it out quietly without disturbing them."

The car door opened quietly, and Le Buqun and Bai Yu brought more than 30 boxes of dumplings to distribute to some people in the corner. Those lucky people who were selected did not know who was so kind to give them dumplings. Hot dumplings!

"Come on, there's only so much we can do!"

The author has this to say:

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: take 20 bottles of chestnuts;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!