Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 142 Subduing a Level 6 Powerhouse, Extra Meal for the Entire Army Tonight!

"Click."

Zhou Hai used his wrist to crush the little boy's cervical spine and casually threw it onto the lawn.

The entire room fell silent.

The noblewoman let out an extremely agonizing scream and lunged at the child's corpse like a madwoman.

"Let's do it."

Zhou Hai turned around, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit one, and his voice was so calm it sent shivers down your spine.

"Kill them all."

"Da da da—!!"

The soldiers, their eyes already bloodshot, pulled the triggers.

Flames spewed forth, bullets rained down.

This was a massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

Whether it's an elderly person wearing a bespoke suit, a woman with exquisite makeup, or a family member trembling behind the curtains.

Under the dense hail of bullets, they were all turned into sieves.

Blood stained the expensive carpet, flowing swiftly down the mansion's drains and into the exquisite European-style fountain, turning the clear water a glaring scarlet.

A large, expensive bulldog barked wildly and charged at Zhou Hai, trying to tear at his trouser leg.

"Woof! Woof woof!!"

"Get out of my way!"

Zhou Hai kicked the dog more than ten meters away, sending it crashing into the wall and turning it into a pile of minced meat.

He exhaled a smoke ring, looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, and spat coldly.

"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for following the wrong master."

"Having enjoyed the blood-stained offerings, now... they have to pay with their lives."

The killing is over.

The soldiers kicked down the doors of mansion after mansion.

The sight inside made everyone gasp in shock.

Boxes of luncheon meat cans were haphazardly piled up in the entryway as shoe benches, expensive cigars and red wine filled an entire wall, and there were even several unopened boxes of military antibiotics thrown next to the dog kennel.

These things that could save lives down the mountain are as common as trash here.

"Captain! This room is full of rice, flour, and oil! Several tons of it!"

"Captain! This basement is full of frozen meat! And a generator!"

Excited shouts came from the walkie-talkie.

Zhou Hai's eyes reddened as he looked at the truckloads of supplies being unloaded.

"Move! Move all of it out of here!"

"Tell the guys in the back to bring all the trucks up! If they can't fit everything, carry them back!"

"Don't leave these dead people a single grain of rice!!"

......

As the sun sets, the afterglow is like blood.

Behind the Twin Peaks lies a secluded valley deep within.

Lu Sheng stood with his hands in his pockets in front of a huge lead-gray explosion-proof door.

Li Han had changed into clean clothes, but his gold-rimmed glasses were still a little crooked. He hunched over, leading the way with the utmost respect, like an old eunuch.

"Major Lu, this is the association's strategic warehouse."

With trembling hands, Li Han entered a series of commands on a complex keypad and verified his iris.

"laugh--"

Accompanied by the sound of the hydraulic system deflating, the lead door, half a meter thick, slowly slid open to both sides.

A chilling blast of air hit me, carrying with it the smells of desiccant and stale grains.

Even though Lu Sheng was mentally prepared, his pupils still contracted slightly the moment he saw the scene inside the door.

Big.

too big.

This is a hollowed-out mountainside, with a huge underground space as large as ten football fields and a height of an astonishing thirty meters.

Rows of tall shelves stretched to the horizon.

On the left are piles of white woven bags, all filled with vacuum-packed rice and flour, stacked as neatly as a city wall.

On the right are countless stacks of canned goods, compressed biscuits, bottled water, and even an entire area of ​​medical supplies and ammunition boxes.

With such a large stockpile of supplies, it could support an army of several thousand people, or even feed the tens of thousands of refugees at the foot of the mountain for a year and a half.

"Is this Lei Lie a hamster?"

Lu Sheng strode into the warehouse and casually opened a bag of rice.

The snow-white rice grains flowed out with a gurgling sound, carrying the fresh fragrance of new rice.

In this cannibalistic end times, this is not food; it is clearly a mountain of gold and silver, the cornerstone of power.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

Many of the supplies had dark red stains on their outer packaging, some of which were not even completely dry.

That is blood.

And it was human blood.

In a corner piled with various off-brand snacks and daily necessities, Lu Sheng even saw some supermarket promotional signs that had been soaked in water and become moldy.

"Where did these things come from?"

Lu Sheng stopped, his back to Li Han, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

Li Han trembled all over and knelt on the ground with a thud, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Yes...yes..."

He swallowed hard, not daring to hide anything, "We made those refugees go into the water to retrieve it."

"Although Hanwu City was flooded, many large supermarkets and warehouses are still underwater. Lei Lie... no, that beast, he tied oxygen tubes to the refugees and forced them to dive into the ruins dozens of meters deep to move supplies."

Li Han's voice trailed off, and he didn't even dare to lift his head. "There are mutated fish underwater, as well as undercurrents and steel bars... If ten people go down, it would be good if three of them come up."

"These supplies...every single one of them was obtained at the cost of human lives."

Lu Sheng turned around.

No wonder.

No wonder Lei Lie could live like a local tyrant on these twin peaks.

He's profiting from human suffering.

They treat refugees as disposable commodities, squeezing out every last bit of value, then throwing their corpses into the sea to feed the fish, in exchange for this overflowing wealth.

"You guys know how to come up with a solution."

Lu Sheng walked up to Li Han and looked down at the trembling Level 6 expert.

There was no anger in those golden vertical pupils, only a suffocating indifference.

"Raise your head."

Li Han raised his head shakily and met those eyes that seemed to see right through his soul.

"I have no interest in pursuing the past, because the dead don't need explanations."

Lu Sheng's voice was soft, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Li Han's heart: "But from today onwards, this warehouse belongs to Lu."

"Every grain of rice and every bullet here must be used to kill zombies and sea monsters."

Lu Sheng reached out and gently patted Li Han's pale face.

"Your abilities are very useful, so I'll spare your life."

"But you must remember."

Lu Sheng leaned down and whispered in his ear, like a devil's pact:

"From now on, your life belongs to me."

"If you dare to have even the slightest disloyalty, or if I find out you're doing anything underhanded behind my back..."

"Your fate will be a million times worse than yours."

"Did you understand?"

Li Han trembled violently, the fear of being locked onto by absolute death engulfing him once again.

He kowtowed frantically, pounding his head on the floor with a loud thud.

"I understand! I understand!!"

"From now on, I'm your dog! Whoever you tell me to bite, I'll bite! I'll never betray you!!"

Lu Sheng straightened up, looking at the warehouse full of sin and wealth, a cold smile curving his lips.

With this batch of supplies, plus the tens of thousands of refugees and troops,

The ensuing horde of zombies...

It is no longer a disaster.

It was not a hunting expedition, but a grand hunt.

"Go and tell Zhou Hai to bring the truck up."

Lu Sheng strode out, his coat fluttering in the wind.

"We'll have an extra meal tonight, so everyone can have a good meal."

"I'm full, so I'll have the energy to fight tomorrow."