Bourbon County, Tennessee.
It was February and the climate was still winter. Although the temperature did not drop below zero to freeze the water surface, the intermittent winter wind still brought biting cold to people.
As night fell, two survivors who had just met were huddled around a campfire, looking dazed.
Bob, wearing a sweater and carrying a canvas backpack, looked at the jumping flames and fell into reminiscence.
He was a military doctor and participated in several wars with the army when he was young.
He had seen that his good friends and teammates were talking to him about life and ideals and dreaming about the future yesterday, but today they were blown to pieces in an instant by the enemy's artillery fire.
He had also witnessed that when faced with enemies who threw away their weapons and surrendered, his companions turned into devils out of hatred and fear, and used cruel means to kill the enemies, not even sparing their corpses.
He once treated hundreds of wounded soldiers in a single day together with other doctors, although it was more like a butcher's job, constantly sawing off other people's necrotic limbs with a saw.
He had once been covered in the blood and internal organs of his comrades, and had crawled out from a pile of corpses with all his clothes soaked with various body fluids.
In this fucked up world, who doesn't have a tragic past?
Just last month, the two sisters were forced to beat their biological father to death with a hammer.
Is it so easy to tell others about the pain in your heart?
After inviting them to get in the car, he said:
"We are currently in Bourbon County, Tennessee. I will take you directly to the headquarters of our Human Rights Organization in Georgia."
This made the little ones, who had not gone out for more than a year and had to stay in the base, very excited.
Bob handed the chocolate to Tara and explained:
"Sorry, my name is Bob. I'm not a psychopath. I just haven't seen a living person for a long time."
Although it is still winter, due to its geographical location close to the equator, the temperature in Miami is close to 20 degrees, which is not cold at all.
Since the three people opposite had no objections, Aaron put down the backpack on his back, took out four simply packaged metal cans and four cans of black-packaged beer, and handed them to the people opposite.
Lyon hugged his three children alone with a faint smile on his face. He looked at the adults and children playing happily on the beach, and felt a rare sense of peace in his heart.
Tara didn't expect that she was forced to leave her hometown where she had stayed for three years with her sister and niece, and she met so many strange survivors as soon as she went out.
Looking at the crab meat on the plate, whose head was several times bigger than that of the king crab but tasted even more delicious, Leon couldn't help swallowing.
Leon reached out to take it and took a look. The packaging was very beautiful. He was not familiar with red wine, but he vaguely remembered that this wine was a very famous luxury in the world, and each bottle seemed to be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.
"Let's have this tonight."
This feeling was something he could not experience when he lived in the stressful camp.
Across the bonfire, a slim but wealthy black-haired girl hugged her niece, holding a pistol in her hand, and looked speechlessly at the black man opposite who suddenly started nagging.
Well, that can't be said.
In the doomsday world, they have lost a lot and need to find other emotions to fill the void in their hearts.
After dinner, Aaron brought the survivors he had found by chance to the modified van where he had hidden.
"Boss, this is a good wine I found by chance. It's also my gift to you."
"And there are several farms along the way that serve as reconnaissance bases, so there is no need to worry about any accidents."
"You did well, Constantine."
Sitting by the campfire with beer and broth.
He said with a slightly proud expression:
"You're lucky I still have it with me."
Think tanks estimate that within the next one to three years, all medicines left over from the past era will lose their effectiveness and become waste.
To be honest, at this stage, the food left over from the past society is basically inedible if the survivors do not have their own camps, cannot huddle together for warmth, and cannot produce food for themselves by growing crops.
While Lyon and his family were enjoying their holiday on the beach, in an underwater cave on a deserted island hundreds of kilometers away.
"I like your gift."
Perhaps because she was young and inexperienced, Tara looked at her niece who was looking at her with envy in her arms, and without any hesitation, she reached out to take it.
That is, after the food left over from past eras had rotted and deteriorated, the medicines left over from past eras also began to expire and lose their medicinal properties.
He was forced to kill his own father with a hammer and turned into a zombie.
Tara saw that the black man named Bob had a sincere expression and did not look like a bad person, so she began to chat with him.
There are fewer and fewer lone survivors, and it can be said that expanding the manpower has become easier or more difficult.
Having said that, he took the initiative to show them how to eat this set meal.
No one had any objection to Aaron's proposal. After all, they were about to follow him to the other party's organization. After wandering in the outside world for so long, it was a rare blessing to be able to find a master who would take them in.
However, before they could enjoy a complete holiday, Constantine, the host from Florida, came over with a flattering smile on his face.
"Sister, Mr. Aaron, you are back."
After more than three years of continuous efforts, the People's Federation has grown rapidly and is on the right track.
As more and more talented people join in, as the supreme leader, he no longer needs to do everything himself as before.
Not only did he hire a secretary for himself, he also wore a diamond-studded watch and started to like wearing all kinds of brand-name suits.
The students' holiday finally came, and at little Amy's request, Leon brought his two concubines, Amy and Peggy, and a group of children from home to the beach for a vacation with a pleasant climate.
"This is the radioactive crab you mentioned last time. I personally led a group of people into the radioactive zone and caught it yesterday."
And now, another very serious problem has been placed before everyone, including the powerful Human League organization.
They are not required to completely preserve humanity's medical and pharmaceutical knowledge, but they must restore the medical knowledge and pharmaceutical capabilities for common and fatal diseases as much as possible.
Seeing that his flattery had worked, Constantine did not hide his smugness on his face and said:
"Then I will wait for your summons in the afternoon, Mr. President."
However, this guy is indeed a veteran who often hangs out in society. When facing Leon, his immediate superior, he dared not overstep the boundaries. He nodded and bowed from time to time, like a loyal lackey.
"We have schools, factories, and cinemas in our base. We can provide everything you need for civilized life. As long as you are still able to work, you will definitely find a job that suits you."
"As long as you work hard, your life will become sweeter and sweeter in the future."
"This canned meal contains compressed biscuits, dried fruits, dried vegetables and dried meat. When boiled with water, it becomes nutritious rice porridge. It is very nutritious and tastes great."
"You don't have to worry about your safety at night. We will enter Georgia in an hour's drive."
In other words, it won't be long before humans lose most of their treatment options, except for some medicines that are easy to produce and have low requirements for raw materials and environmental equipment.
Aaron carefully observed the expressions of several people and found that when they looked at the surrounding environment in the dark, they seemed to be hesitant to speak and seemed to be a little worried.
Just as several people were concentrating on calculating the consumption of oxygen in the oxygen cylinders and the working time, they suddenly saw a huge figure swimming over from the distance on the seabed.
He brought a large plate of ten kilograms of white meat balls that looked like ice cream and placed them on the table next to Leon, saying:
Until the zombie apocalypse broke out and real hell came.
"Well, I've felt your passion."
Lyon, who loves to enjoy delicious food, was quite satisfied with these gifts. He nodded politely and said to Constantine:
"These are the flagship products produced by our People's Federation headquarters, the Good Power Meal Cans and Corn Beer."
Miami Beach, Florida.
"Thank you, Constantine, for your thoughtfulness."
You're on vacation now, so you shouldn't worry about work.
"Wish you and your family a happy holiday."
There was no fluctuation on Leon's face, and even his voice seemed to be flat, and he said calmly:
She held her son Robb and second daughter Alice in her left and right hands, and let her youngest daughter Emilia sit on her belly.
Although choosing this job of searching for survivors is somewhat dangerous, being able to save those good people who might otherwise die will bring him a great sense of satisfaction.
Although they still had some doubts about this organization called the United Human Community, the pictures and videos that Mr. Aaron showed them, as well as the products produced by the United Human Community after the disaster, still gave them a certain degree of confidence.
Bob said with a self-deprecating smile on his dark face:
"I don't know whether I am lucky or unlucky. Disasters always surround me, but they never hurt me."
Aaron nodded to Bob and the others with a kind expression, and sat down by the campfire with Tara's sister Kelly.
The two were chatting when two figures came over from a distance, a woman in jeans and leather jacket and a tall and thin man in military uniform.
"This is some unopened chocolate I found. It's very sweet."
"Mr. Bob, Miss Tara, and Ms. Kelly, let's take a rest here, enjoy dinner, and then head to our base under the cover of night."
If you want to recruit more survivors, you can only recruit the established groups.
"I have followed six teams over the years, and in the end, I was the only one left alive."
This is also an important condition for the Human Union to continue to attract other survivors to join in the future.
Besides, they didn't know each other at all, otherwise they would have met the search and rescue team of the so-called Human Rights Union.
Then, apart from robbing others or hunting for a living, they have no other means to survive.
"It's delicious, nutritious, and full of protein. It's perfect for ladies and masters to enjoy."
"It's very popular with the people who work out of town in our organization."
......
As a doctor, Lyon attached great importance to this matter. At the reminder of the think tank, he sent people to reorganize the relevant knowledge of modern medical pharmaceuticals a few months ago, and handed over the task of revitalizing the medical system to the scientific research department.
Leon, who had unknowingly been thinking about business again, quickly came back to his senses and turned his attention back to his wife and children.
Aaron felt a sense of satisfaction as he watched Bob, sister Tara, and the little girl wolfing down the food with expressions of surprise and happiness on their faces.
Judging from the current human strength, they simply do not have enough capacity to maintain the operation of the medical system again.
Constantine looked up and glanced at Lyon's expression, then took out a bottle of beautifully packaged red wine from his work bag beside him, put it on Lyon's dining table, and said:
Several survivors in Florida are wearing diving equipment and harvesting radioactive seaweed with knives in an underwater cave.
Then he said with some pride and comfort:
"The crab roe part needs to be specially processed. Wait a moment, I will serve it to you all for you to enjoy."
When Tara saw them, she immediately stood up and said:
He turned around and touched the little girl's head, signaling them not to be restrained, and said:
"The entire state of Georgia has been completely cleared by our organization and is very safe."
Diving into the deep sea is not an easy job, but as a survivor suffering from radiation sickness, even if not for yourself, you have to work hard for your family and earn contribution points.
After talking to himself for a long time, no one responded. Bob seemed to have noticed the awkward atmosphere. He looked at the little girl Tara was holding, thought for a moment, and rummaged through the canvas pocket on his waist, pulling out a piece of chocolate that he had treasured for a long time. He smiled what he thought was a very sincere smile, handed it over, and said:
"For you, little girl."
Since this guy became the governor of the branch base, he has started to pay attention to his image, changing from the sloppy appearance of a greasy middle-aged man.
"You go ahead and do your work. I'll talk to you about the radioactive seaweed this afternoon."
"Boss, I'm so happy to know that you are coming to our place for vacation."
"It's not a safe environment out there."
When stranger survivors like them meet, the probability is that they either avoid each other for safety or fight each other for supplies.
Although he really likes to eat this, as a boss, he cannot lose face in front of his subordinates.
After retiring, he always thought that he had experienced the most terrifying hell and that he was strong enough.
It has a round body, sturdy limbs, a hard shell, a head with tentacles that look like deer antlers, and a pair of huge eyes as black as ink that are rolling around.
Although his appearance was not terrifying, his huge size still frightened the survivors.
While several people were swimming desperately towards the sea surface, they vaguely saw that the huge creature that looked like a turtle went straight into the cave where the radioactive seaweed grew, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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