Wasteland Survivalist: A Scientific Guide to Post-Apocalyptic Survival

The sky remained a dim, grayish-white, with sunlight weakened by the thick clouds.

It became listless and unable to cast a clear shadow.

Gu Lang moved the boat to a secluded corner next to the breakwater.

The light truck left the passenger terminal and entered the coastal highway.

"You came from Dandong, leaving me with a city covered in snow, and I want to eat only preserved vegetables..."

Gu Lang was in a good mood because he slept very well last night.

He chewed on a potassium iodide lozenge and even hummed a song.

However, as he approached the city center, he quickly shut his mouth.

The surrounding gas stations have been thoroughly looted.

All the manhole covers on the ground had been opened, so he wasn't the only one who knew how to extract oil from underground tanks.

He had no choice but to continue crossing the coastline and head north along the Yalu River.

Along the way, many buildings collapsed into piles of rubble, with only twisted steel bars visible.

The road was shattered like biscuit pieces, and the green belts, road signs, and streetlights were all gone.

In many places, roads have been completely cut off, leaving few routes to choose from.

On the roadside, you can still see bus frames that were flattened by the shockwave and then melted by the flames into abstract sculptures.

On the relatively intact wall of the building, there is still a human figure outline.

That was the instant of the nuclear explosion; the intense heat "imprinted" the human body onto it, while the human body itself was vaporized on the spot.

Without a doubt, this is a picture of hell on earth.

The map was no longer useful at this point, and Gu Lang could only rely on the riverbank to barely determine his location.

Fortunately, before setting off, he had already wrapped the light truck like a rice dumpling using the industrial sealing film left over from making kayaks.

The Geiger counter inside the car had not yet sounded an alarm.

Passing by a commercial complex, Gu Lang saw the entrance to the underground parking lot.

This means that it is also a civil defense shelter.

So he pulled the handbrake, grabbed the backpack from the passenger seat, and climbed back into the cargo compartment.

The supplies had all been transferred to the yacht, and now the cargo compartments were filled with empty oil drums.

A passageway was left in the middle, and two airtight spaces were separated by large plastic bags.

Gu Lang pushed open the tailgate and jumped out of the car.

The heavy protective boots made an unsettling, sticky sound when they stepped on the ground.

The ground beneath my feet is neither mud nor cement.

Instead, it is a covering layer composed of a large amount of ash, various molten materials, and radioactive dust.

The color was very strange; it was a multicolored black.

He heard the Geiger counter hanging on his body go off.

Without lingering, Gu Lang immediately headed towards the ramp leading to the parking lot.

While inwardly congratulating myself on my thorough preparation.

The rubber boots that come with the full-body protective suit are thick and heavy, but they do not protect against radiation.

Therefore, he specially wrapped the sole of the shoe with another layer of iron sheet, and the inner layer of the iron sheet was melted with a layer of lead plate.

Then I put on another layer of medical protective clothing over it, which I put on and took off when getting on and off the vehicle.

Excessive movement can easily wear out the outermost layer of shoe covers, so Gu Lang walks very carefully.

The entrance to the parking lot was blocked by some rubble, turning the original two-lane road into a single lane.

The ground was littered with charred corpses, and the walls and ceiling were covered with a layer of black, gelatinous substance.

After descending underground and turning a corner, two large, tightly closed security doors appeared.

This is the main access road to the civil defense facility, and it is large enough for vehicles to pass through.

He immediately changed direction and looked for a secondary passage, which was also a passage for people to enter and exit.

The two small protective doors at the front and back were open, and the gray paint on the doors was cracked, looking like leaves.

The parking lot was packed with vehicles, which were no longer means of transportation, but had become metal coffins.

After searching around, I found only gasoline vehicles, which couldn't extract diesel fuel.

The car was filled with corpses in contorted positions, and upon closer inspection, there were countless bloody claw marks on the glass.

The remains on the ground showed signs of partial carbonization.

He speculated that there were two possibilities: either someone was in a hurry to escape after the nuclear explosion.

The passageway was opened too early, causing the firestorm within the city to surge underground.

Either the filter fan in the civil defense project is faulty.

This forced the refugees inside to go out and seek survival.

Despite his intense physical and psychological discomfort, Gu Lang quickly traversed this death zone.

Prying open the door to the fan room, they found it filled with corpses as well.

Under the light of his headlamp, he indeed saw the fallen fan blade, stuck inside the huge ventilation duct.

Most of the ancillary facilities for ordinary civil defense projects have problems from the procurement stage.

It's basically just to get through the acceptance inspection.

Given the lack of regular maintenance, this situation is not surprising.

Next to the wind turbine room is the power generation room. Opening the fire door reveals a yellow server rack inside.

Gu Lang took a closer look and saw that the nameplate read "200KW diesel generator".

Based on my estimation, this machine consumes about 50 liters of fuel per hour at full load.

According to civil defense design requirements, the indoor fuel storage capacity of emergency generator sets should meet the needs for 8 hours, and the total fuel storage capacity should not exceed 1 cubic meter.

Based on this calculation, the machine's fuel tank capacity should be between 300 and 400 liters.

Since the failure of the ventilation system caused the civil defense facilities to malfunction.

There should still be a lot of fuel left in that tank.

After opening the cabinet and examining it, Gu Lang found the filler port, drain port, T-junction, and oil level gauge.

The fuel tank is located at the bottom of the generator, and the fuel level gauge shows that there are still more than 190 liters of diesel fuel inside.

Feeling a bit short of breath, he immediately returned to the ground.

After getting some fresh air, I took a 20-liter portable oil can from the car.

When filled with diesel fuel, it weighs 34 kilograms, and it can be completely removed by walking back and forth ten times.

He poured all the diesel fuel into the large oil drum inside the light truck.

These cylindrical oil drums are made of cold-rolled steel.

The outer shell is galvanized, and each container has a capacity of 200 liters, enough to fill a barrel.

Following the signs on the pillars, Gu Lang walked deeper into the parking lot.

Since it is a commercial complex, theoretically there should be a connection between the unloading area and the warehouse area.

Upon reaching the other end, there was indeed a sloping road leading to the ground.

He stopped in front of a fireproof roller shutter door.

The door has been deformed by the overpressure shock wave, but it has not yet completely collapsed.

There was a gap at the bottom of the door, big enough for someone to crouch down and squeeze through.

Upon reaching the other end and walking further in, storage shelves indeed appeared.

Unfortunately, most of the mountain of supplies had already been burned.

After searching carefully for more than an hour amidst the ashes, Gu Lang was still searching.

Finally, deep inside the warehouse, they found many intact glass bottles.

Wiping away the dust with gloves, I realized they were indeed high-end cooking oils.

These include tea oil, sesame oil, olive oil, walnut oil, flaxseed oil, and so on.

Although they are all 500ml small bottles, the advantage is that there are enough of them.

Gu Lang immediately began the tedious yet enjoyable task of moving things.

All the various oils in the glass bottles were poured into the empty oil drum.