Chapter 168： All staff in a coma

According to Kent, this small town is actually similar to a village on earth.

After all, there are only a dozen households with a population of about 200.

If this is placed in a flower planter, even the village is the smallest level.

The truck rumbling forward, no mutant beasts or zombies appeared along the way, the high temperature of the nuclear explosion swept the ground, and most of the movable "creatures" were burned out long ago. The few lucky ones left are scattered on the vast ground, and it was an accident to be able to see them.

This small town is a typical agricultural town, with a total of 13 farms, five pastures, and three large orchards. Most of the materials produced are sold to nearby cities.

If it hadn’t happened before the nuclear bomb washed the ground, and the survivors had harvested a batch of food in front of them, I’m afraid they would have starved to death long ago even if they hadn’t died of illness.

I have to say that compared with the people in the city, the people in these suburban villages and towns are fortunate.

At least they have very few zombies here, and they are easy to eliminate, and they can get enough food, as long as they close the cellar and block all the obvious gaps with something that can filter the air, they will survive in a short time. It's not difficult.

But in the end, they did not have enough medicine, and eventually died of the disease one by one.

In fact, people who are alive are not healthy either.

In a long-term closed environment, the air quality is worrying, and excretion can only be carried out in this space. It is good to say that the number of people is small. Once the number of people comes up, it is really **** torture.

Therefore, when they learned of the identities of Kent and others, they expressed their willingness to join the shelter without saying a word.

In fact, if this continues, these people will probably die out in less than three months.

Several people in Kent drove into the town and stopped in front of the granary.

Those survivors live here.

This place, because of the surrounding mountains, is relatively less affected by the shock wave of the nuclear explosion. Although most of the houses collapsed, the granary, the most important building here, has been preserved.

Of course, some fragmentation is inevitable.

So these people actually live in the cellar of the granary, where the fruits and vegetables are kept.

Kent entered the granary in a light car. Philip and George stayed outside, one with a bow and the other with a gun, to guard to prevent the truck from being attacked.

There are many sources of sneak attacks. Scattered zombies or mutant beasts may also be people who ran out because they couldn't survive, so be careful.

Curry followed Kent into the granary, but Kent walked in front with a gun while Curry was holding a stack of protective clothing.

These protective suits are very heavy, and he can only hold four or five pieces at a time, and he has to run twice.

Kent came to the door of the granary cellar, squatted down, reached out and knocked on the metal door.

"Anton, this is Kent, are you okay?"

Kent's voice was a little dull, making it hard to hear.

Fortunately, everything is quiet outside at this moment, which does not affect the spread of sound.

However, the cellar was quiet, and there was no movement for a long time.

Kent knocked a few more times, but still didn't get a response, his face changed slightly.

"There was an accident."

He stood up, waved Curry back, then fired a few shots at the iron gate.

The position where he shot was the position of the door lock. He had traded with the other party before, and he was definitely going to open the door. He kept an eye on it and noted the position of the door lock, but he didn't expect it to work now.

As soon as the door opened, a murky air floated out of it. Fortunately, Kent and Curry were wearing protective suits. The air exchange was done internally. Otherwise, if they smell the air, they might be fainted directly.

The two entered the cellar with flashlights and saw several figures in the corner.

"Anton?"

Kent called out, shook his flashlight, and found that the man he had previously traded with was looking motionless with his head hanging down against the wall.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to press Anton's neck, then rolled his eyelids.

"Still alive, but fainted."

As a firefighter, Kent knows some first aid knowledge. At the very least, he can identify whether a person is dead or alive.

Hearing this, Curry stepped forward immediately, unfolded a set of protective clothing, put the headgear on the opponent, and then turned on the respirator to help the opponent breathe.

The environment below is too bad, and Curry can basically be sure just by looking around, this place is almost no different from a large latrine.

Living in such a place, the air quality can be imagined, and in order to avoid the radiation dust, these people fill all the gaps with cloth strips. Although the cloth strips have a certain ability to filter air, the air passing rate is too low.

Long-term hypoxia and poor air quality make it strange not to get sick.

While working on Curry, Kent checked the others in turn.

And he found that the number of people here was a few fewer than before, and there were only nine people left.

Those who disappeared, needless to say, should have died.

The dead cannot be kept here forever. Although the temperature here is very low, the entity will continue to decay, which will eventually accelerate the death of these people.

They would rather bear a little bit more radiation dust, but also transport all the entities out.

This move can be regarded as saving their lives.

At least the nine people at this time are still alive, but the degree of coma is different. Some of them are still conscious. When Kent checked, the other party was able to move his arms a little.

And the one with the deepest coma was a little girl whose pupils had begun to show signs of dilation. If Kent and the others were late for a long time, maybe the little girl would die.

According to the degree of coma of these people , Curry puts them on breathing masks in order from heavier to lighter. Fresh oxygen allows these people to gradually recover.

But regaining consciousness is not that simple. They don't have that kind of medical treatment. They can only call George in, and the three of them will work together to help these people put on their protective clothing.

It is inevitable to be contaminated with some radiation dust during the process. In fact, as long as the amount is small and the problem is not exposed to radiation for a long time, the problem is not big.

They are so nervous and somewhat critical, which is what An Kai has always asked for.

Anyway, to protect all this ability, why not do this kind of thing to the extreme?

After helping these people put on protective clothing, the three men carried them out of the cellar. The door of the cellar was not closed. To be honest, the food inside felt a bit disgusting, but Kent decided to come and take them away. This time, let's save people first.

The truck started, turned around slowly, and then drove toward the shelter.

At this time, the few people who were in a milder coma had gradually regained consciousness. They had just been in a coma. With fresh and clean oxygen, their bodies gradually recovered, and they would naturally wake up.

But there are two or three people who are deeply unconscious. Although breathing has returned to normal, people are still in a coma. I don’t know if they can be cured after taking them home, but I can’t watch them die. How long have you been here? I have already lost several people. The few people who know about the big development plan of the shelter are a little distressed. What they want to do now is to rush back as soon as possible and heal all these people, but don't spend any money. It's a pity to take a lot of strength and bring back several corpses.

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