The arrival of the Orochi has severed the connection between humans. From communication to logistics, large-scale free exchanges are no longer possible.

The current situation of the most powerful country in mankind is a mystery.

The relationship between the people of Solar System Company and the United States is too close, because almost all members of Satan have made their homes in the United States. There are too many people in Solar System Company who care about and pay attention to the United States.

Ram was very excited. He took the headset and said urgently: "Hello, I am the commander of the survivor camp in Africa. Can you tell me the current situation in the United States? Can you tell me whether the government is still operating?

Are the troops still resisting? Are there many survivors? Please tell me everything you know."

After finishing speaking, Ram said urgently to the radio operator: "Don't use the earphones, so everyone can hear."

"Is it a survivor camp in Africa? I thought you were a survivor camp nearby. Well, let me tell you what happened in the United States. Those damn politicians abandoned us from the beginning. They did nothing.

We ran into the Cheyenne Mountain base. There was no resistance from the army. No, there was no army. We had no food and no medicine. The people had no choice but to save themselves. Some of the survivor camps established by local government organizations were overrun by aliens. Everyone could only disperse.

To escape, do not gather too many people, and do not fly. Am I clear enough?"

Ram was silent for a moment, then he continued: "Is there still order?"

"Order? No, there was no order at all from the moment the damn aliens arrived. The National Guard tried to resist. Someone said he saw the National Guard trying to eliminate those zombies, but failed. Now it's a mess. We

We can only save ourselves, man, what's going on there? Will Africa be better?"

Gongyang thought for a moment and said: "The situation in Africa is slightly better because there is no excessive attention from aliens here. Please tell me how bad the situation in the United States is now."

"I don't know, man, here..."

The sound of voices disappeared and turned into a tingling noise. The male sheep said urgently: "No, no, no, no, no, no..."

Amidst the ram's prayers, the noise finally turned into a call again, but not as clearly as before.

"Far away from the city, far away from the crowd, lack of food and medicine, the number of people cannot exceed one hundred, otherwise they will be attacked by aliens. I heard that the alien mother ship is parked above the east coast. This is what I am doing

I heard from people on the east coast saying on the radio that there are zombies wandering around the city, and no one can survive in and around the city. Oh, I heard that the survivor camps around the big cities are robbing each other of food, and people gather according to their skin color.

Gather according to ethnic groups, otherwise you will be robbed or even killed. There are man-eating demons appearing. If you approach unfamiliar people rashly, you may become food. The situation is so bad, I don’t know how to describe it...

It's hell, man."

The speaker was a little choked, Gongyang let out a breath, and then he said urgently: "Can you introduce your situation? I want to know where you are, how many people are in your camp, and are there many camps similar to yours?

"

"What do you want to do?"

Ram said very sincerely: "I'm in Africa. I just want to find out the situation in the United States. We have many survivors here, tens of thousands of people. I don't want to find out your location and then attack you. Man, if you use

It's a shortwave radio station. You should know that I don't have the ability to locate you, and I didn't ask for your specific location."

"Well, there are eleven of us here, two families, and we are pretty calm here. We are in Apache National Park, and there are about seven small survivor camps near us. We will start some discussions with each other.

The exchange of barter is as beautiful as paradise. I think, well, the situation in our area is good, because many people have prepared food and medicine in advance, and of course there are sufficient weapons. We have sixteen

A rifle, four pistols, and about 10,000 rounds of ammunition, we have plenty of food, and some medicine, but these will be in short supply for the foreseeable future...Thanks to the doomsday preacher, and God bless him."

The speaker paused for a moment, as if he was interrupted, but soon he continued: "My wife doesn't want me to communicate with the outside world, but I don't mind too much, because... I really

I want to talk to someone, I miss that time very much..."

The speaker began to choke, and then he whispered: "I think maybe I should let my wife talk to you. As for the other people, they are sleeping. Do you know it is night here? And my wife and I are sleeping

Night watch...can you tell me about your situation? Guys, how are you doing?"

Ram whispered: "My name is Ram, I'm in Africa, we have people from all over the world here, of course there are also many Americans, uh, we are a very strong survivor camp, man, you just said preachers

, can you explain what this means?"

"Are there many of you? Well, the preacher, he is a very legendary guy. He has been wandering in the Rocky Mountains and Colorado Plateau for many years. He has always said that aliens will come, so let us be prepared to deal with aliens.

Preparation, uh, he started by himself, I don’t know why, but one day he started preaching this to people, and he wanted more people to prepare for the end of the world like him. He was like a missionary, so we called him a preacher.

, one day, I was thinking that maybe there might really be an apocalypse, so I might as well prepare for it. Now I have to thank him, because he allowed many of us to survive."

The ram was a little distracted, and then he whispered: "Does he have a .22 rifle? Does he have the nickname of Woodchuck Killer?"

"The woodchuck killer? I don't know, he eats anything, but he does hunt with a .22 Ruger, uh, are you really not anywhere near me?"

The tone of the caller showed that he was starting to become alert, but Gongyang said in a very emotional tone: "Sir, don't be nervous. I have been looking for him for many years. The world is so small, so small. I really didn't expect it."

Being able to get news about him today, I really thought he was dead... Sir, I want to tell you, please hold on, as long as you are alive, there is hope."

"Thank you. Talking to you makes me feel a lot better. There is a group of people in a very far away place... who can talk to me. Although I don't really believe that you are really in Africa, you are right..."

There was a stinging sound again, and then the man said in the background noise: "My name is Mark, Mark Dave, what's your name..."

The communication was interrupted. Ram waited for a long time, but did not wait for the person on the other side of the radio to speak, so he finally put down the microphone and whispered: "There are still survivors in the United States. It is conceivable that their private self-rescue should be relatively
Chapter completed!