Wasteland Survivalist: A Scientific Guide to Post-Apocalyptic Survival

The adrenaline from the battle had subsided, and Gu Lang was now feeling a bit weak in the knees.

After abandoning the pursuit, he put down the spear, which had become slippery from being stained with blood.

"The spearhead needs a red tassel, otherwise it won't hold when the blood flows down."

Gu Lang took off his blood-stained clothes and wiped his spear while summarizing his experiences and lessons learned.

After changing into clean clothes, he began to clean up the battlefield.

They cleaned up all the traces at the scene.

Two more looted weapons appeared in the car, and the number of bloodstained backpacks increased to six.

Everything was stuffed full, and Gu Lang didn't have time to check it yet.

Time passed relentlessly, and the red light in the sky grew increasingly dazzling.

He eventually abandoned his original plan.

I plan to charge the car using the old method of loading stones, taking it one step at a time.

Gu Lang loaded a bicycle onto the van as a backup plan.

If all else fails, he plans to abandon his bike and ride instead.

Just then, the firewall reached Xinglin District.

Two wildfires, originating from different directions, merged outside the city along the firebreak.

The scorching air currents collided, accompanied by a loud bang, and an explosion occurred in the forest.

A scene that Gu Lang would never forget unfolded: a bright red mushroom cloud slowly rose.

The huge temperature difference caused strong air currents, and gale-force winds of level 10 or higher swept around.

The rising hot air currents from the fire ejected burning trees and branches into the air.

Countless fireballs leaped high into the air, flying from one hilltop to another.

In a daze, he even thought he was seeing an ancient catapult attacking a city.

He didn't come to his senses until a fireball with a range of about five kilometers hit him nearby.

Under the onslaught of flying fireballs, the firebreaks became almost useless.

The fireball ignited everything, and a great fire quickly broke out in the city.

It was already 10 p.m. when Gulang left the city.

There wasn't a single car in sight on the national highway leading to Jakdaqi, and no FM radio could be heard.

The van ran out of power completely after traveling 30 kilometers.

Just as he was tying his backpack to his bicycle.

Suddenly, the lights came on behind the highway.

Gu Lang squinted and shielded his eyes from the bright light with his hand.

"I knew your tram wouldn't go far."

The fire commander I encountered before jumped off the fire truck.

"Hahaha, is there even room for people to sit in a fire truck?" Gu Lang laughed.

"Trams are flammable and explosive materials. Are you trying to increase our burden by leaving them here without towing them away?"

The commander led several firefighters to tie up ropes.

The front bumper of the bread truck was connected to the tow hook of the fire truck.

"Why is the front of your car dented?"

"I wasn't paying attention, I accidentally bumped into the utility pole."

Gu Lang quickly took a case of energy drinks from the car and distributed them to everyone present.

"Pay close attention when they tow the truck later, don't let it spin out of control on the bend!"

"No problem, don't worry."

The fire truck ahead turned on its hazard lights, and Gu Lang honked his horn.

The two cars sped off in the southeast.

The fire truck traveled 160 kilometers and stopped in Jakdaqi.

In the Oroqen language, "Jakdaqi" means "a place with pine trees".

Located on the southeastern slope of the Greater Xin'anling Mountains, this area is a transitional zone between mountains and plains.

It is only a little over 100 kilometers away from the Songren Plain.

Based on the disaster situation in 1987, reaching this point would basically mean safety.

Throughout the towing process, Gulang kept its energy recovery function running.

The car's battery has now been recharged to 91%, which is more than enough to travel all the way to Renjiang City.

As a major transportation hub, Jakdaqi is now crowded with evacuees.

Fire and rescue teams from all over the country gathered here and set up a fire command center on site.

After saying goodbye to the fire commander, Gu Lang decided not to linger and continued south under the cover of darkness.

The other assailants had already finished off the attackers and had disappeared into the flames, becoming missing persons.

Only the escaped motorcycle remained, its whereabouts unknown, and it was never seen again along the way.

This matter was like a thorn stuck in Gu Lang's heart.

Although it was so dark at the time, the other party should have had a hard time seeing him.

He was wearing full fire protection gear.

The van was also blackened by smoke from passing through the fire.

The black numbers on the green license plate were so smoky that they were almost invisible up close.

But just to be on the safe side, he decided to find a place to get the car fixed as soon as possible.

"...The wind continues to intensify at the fire site, and the fire line is rapidly advancing in a southeast direction... Vehicles evacuating along G111 must..."

Gu Lang listened to the news broadcast on the FM radio.

The heavy traffic on the national highway converged, making the road increasingly congested.

At first, the car was able to maintain a stop-and-go rhythm.

Each brief pause was accompanied by the low growl of the engine and the screeching of the brake pads.

The advantages of electric vehicles become apparent at times like these, as they do not consume energy while idling compared to gasoline vehicles.

But as time went by, the car slowed down more and more.

Finally, we came to a complete stop at the end of a bend leading to an unnamed steep slope.

The massive flow of traffic came to an abrupt halt, the red taillights freezing into a still river of blood.

The two lanes in both directions were completely blocked, turning it into a chaotic open-air parking lot.

The honking horns outside the car window mingled together, forming a piercing wave.

"Damn it! Move! What's going on up there?!"

"Stop honking like crazy! If you keep honking the horn, will the plane in front of you fly?"

Various shouts and curses exploded in the sweltering air.

Countless anxious heads peered out of the car windows, craning their necks to search for the source of the traffic jam.

Gu Lang climbed onto the roof of the car and fixed his gaze on the top of the steep slope in the distance.

A white Honda Accord stands out conspicuously in the traffic.

It is stubbornly trying to squeeze into the already saturated oncoming lane.

Each insertion elicited a series of shrill whistles.

As it painstakingly "gnawed" its way into the already tight gaps in the traffic, it made its way in.

Several vehicles were forcibly blocked by it and could not move.

The entire hilltop has fallen into a state of complete stagnation.

The drivers who were blocked ahead could no longer contain themselves and rushed out of their cars.

Gu Lang frowned, locked the car, and walked through the traffic to the front.

A burly, shirtless man was banging on the roof of a car.

"Are you blind?! Can't you see this is the wrong way?! Turn back right now!"

"How dare you swear at me! Can't you let me pass first? Apologize to me!"

The car window rolled down a crack, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

A Shanxi A-class car owner also stepped forward to help out.

"You damned bastards! Give me a straight answer, are you going to get out of here or not?"

"My husband is in Jakdaqi... I can't get through to him on the phone! I have to go there!"

The woman's voice became shrill and distorted, emphasizing it repeatedly.

"Get out of my way! It'll only take a few minutes at most!"

She stared intently at the non-existent gap in front of her.

"Even if you're going to offer birthday wishes, you can't go against traffic at this time!"

Another middle-aged driver who was blocked also rushed up and pounded on the hood.

The woman screamed in terror and hurriedly rolled up the car window.

More people gathered around the car.

Fists and slaps landed on the car roof, hood, and windows, making a loud thud.

The white sedan suddenly started, crashed violently into an SUV, and then stalled.

"Holy shit, this bitch's gone mad!"

The crowd scattered in terror.