Chapter 387

Half a month later, it was the end of December 2015. Two days later, it was the new year and the end of the era. When Chu Han stepped into this base after many years, he was in a trance for a moment. In his last life, there was a large-scale zombie siege war, in which his college roommates Fang Rong and Deng Weibo were born and killed.

That battle took place in the future, but for Chu Han, it was eight years ago, and still fresh in his memory.

In front of him was a dense crowd. The road was seriously blocked. Chu Han frowned and took a look. The military headquarters in his memory was in the center of the base. It was very difficult for him to think about the past unless he walked on the roof.

Chu Han looked up at the buildings on both sides, and immediately denied his previous idea. There was a sniper on the roofs of both sides at a certain distance. If he killed himself, if there was something wrong with him at the moment, he would be regarded as a living target and a sniper gun on the spot. Even if his combat power was comparable to that of a fifth order evolutor, he could not bear it.

"Go or not?" A man behind him murmured at Chu Han: "if it hadn't been for an officer watching you, you would have died. Go ahead quickly!"

"You can't jump the queue if you're paralyzed! The people in front of me are standing still

The murmurs of abuse spread to Chu Han's ears, which made him feel a headache. He stepped forward and stood in line in the crowd. He thought that he could only walk this way in the past, and now the situation can only move along with the flow of people. It's hard for him to do anything, which makes him upset.

After waiting in line for a long time, the number of people finally reduced to normal. When Chu Han got to the front, the soldiers in the military coat took out a package from the side and put it into Chu Han's hand. He said quickly and could not help saying, "next, hurry up!"

When Chu Han's words reached his mouth, he swallowed, and his mouth twitched. He picked up the package and left. There was a down jacket to keep out the cold and ordinary people could eat food for two days. However, the food was cold and hard. The down jacket should be the material from the city. The key is that the down jacket is a lady's

When Chu Han was going to dive directly into the center of the base along the road, a hand clapped on his shoulder, and a familiar voice came from his side: "Chu Han?"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Chu Han turned his head to look at him. He was a young man in rags. His hair was dirty like a beggar, and his clothes were ragged. It was estimated that he was a survivor living at the bottom of the base.

But this person's voice let Chu Han heart jump: "Deng Weibo?"

"Follow me." Deng Weibo's voice is very light. After hearing the sound in Chu Han's ear, he can't help but squeeze into an alley with a large flow of people.

Chu Han took a cautious look at the soldiers around him and quickly followed up. At the same time, countless questions appeared in his mind. How could Deng Weibo dress up as a refugee? Isn't his father an officer at Shangjing survivors' base?

Deng Weibo in front of him is very fast. He walks very fast in the crowded alleys. He seems to be very familiar with this place. He doesn't care about the abuse and dissatisfaction of the people around him after he bumps into people. He pushes forward in a dash.

Chu Han walked quickly along Deng Weibo's pace in front of him, and there was no communication in the middle of the way. It can be seen that Deng Weibo was very cautious. Soon they came to a low house, saying that the house had been exaggerated, but it was a room smaller than the warehouse.

It was very dirty and messy, with a stench. All the houses around were similar to those in front of him. Most of the people who lived in the same clothes as Deng Weibo. When he saw him coming with Chu Han, he cast malicious eyes. Even Chu Han saw a dirty mouse scurrying past in the corner.

This is a refugee cave, and it is also the most chaotic place of Shangjing survivors base. Let alone those noble evolutionists who will not enter here. Even the military has given up its control here. As long as these refugees do not go to other urban areas to make trouble, nothing will happen here.

Deng Weibo coldly glanced at a group of people around him. Then he opened the big lock outside the house. Suddenly, a very bad smell came to his face, which made Chu Han's eyebrows frown.

"Come in, this is where I live." Deng Weibo went straight into the house without any discomfort.

Chu Han's eyes flashed and followed him in. The house was very crowded, and the small space was occupied by a pile of garbage. For Chu Han, these things were garbage, but for Deng Weibo, they were necessary daily necessities. Even if many things were taken out, they could be exchanged for food.

"It's really you, Chu Han." Deng Weibo sat on the ground opposite Chu Han and gave up the only chair in the house to Chu Han. His muddy face cracked a poignant smile: "we haven't seen each other for half a year."

"What happened?" Chu Han frowned and looked at the room. He couldn't accept that Deng Weibo's life was so miserable.

"Oh Deng Weibo gave a sneer, and his eyes, hidden in his dirty face, flashed a fierce light: "my parents were killed by someone!"

"What?" Chu Han was shocked.

Deng Weibo of the last generation did not have these tragedies. At that time, he and Fang Rong entered the rich area of Shangjing base directly. Although they finally died in the zombie siege war, it was two years later, at least the first two years before the outbreak of the last world. Their life was not too difficult.But today's Deng Weibo appears in front of Chu Han with this image, but it is completely different from the track of his previous life. What is the matter?

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