Chapter 92: Hard to Find a Meal

Just as Zhou Liming had guessed, not long after Russia arrived, expert teams from Germany and several other countries also arrived.

Zhou Liming found it a bit strange; Germany did not have Nuclear Weapons, so why were they coming to join in the fun?

Addressing Zhou Liming’s doubt, the old team leader in the expert group, sixty-three-year-old Wei Junshan, explained, “During World War II, Germany was the earliest country in the world to research the atomic bomb, and the technology it possessed back then was also the best in the world. After being defeated and carved up by the victorious nations, and then during the Cold War in the 1980s, they were given a certain number of small-yield Nuclear Bombs by the United States. The purpose was that during the Cold War, if the Soviet Union launched a Nuclear Strike against the U.S. mainland, they would, under the authorization of U.S. advisors, have the right to use this batch of Nuclear Bombs to counterattack the Soviet Union.”

“There was actually such a thing?”

The people who heard this news were all somewhat surprised; they had never heard of such things before.

Wei Junshan smiled and said, “Actually, these used to be undisclosed internal information, which means ordinary people had no way of knowing about it. But with the dissolution of the Soviet Union, the United States changed its plan. After continuing to list Russia as a counterattack target, they also listed us among them. If you pay close attention to this news, you can still discover it; it was made public in the news long ago.”

After Wei Junshan’s explanation, everyone finally understood; it seemed that there were still very many secrets between countries.

Seeming to think of something, Wei Junshan said, “Actually, the technical difficulty of Nuclear Weapons isn’t very great; just look at how many poor, small countries have been able to develop them over the years. With Germany’s technical capability and the raw materials they secretly stored, manufacturing Nuclear Weapons in the short term is not a difficult thing.” He sighed, “The order of the world today has already reached the point of collapse. World powers cannot even take care of themselves, so nuclear proliferation has become inevitable.”

Everyone present was filled with worry; now Fierce Beasts were already running rampant, and if a world nuclear war were added on top of that, how many people would still exist in this world when the time came?

Since they needed to stay here for one night, the afternoon was free time. According to the Squadron’s rules, they were not allowed to leave the protection target. But Qiao Bingsen smiled and said, “I and Dazhuang will stay behind to protect Team Leader Wei and the others, while the others can move about freely. With the world in this situation, besides Fierce Beasts, who would come to deal with us? What’s more…” He held a handgun equipped with a silencer and fired a shot at Huang Dazhuang. His clothes were torn, but the person was not injured at all.

Huang Dazhuang still had a silly smile and nodded to Zhou Liming, meaning it was okay to go out and take a look.

Everyone’s Communicator had a positioning system; as long as it was turned on, it could display the location of each team member. The crowd, who possessed the Fierce Beast Form, already had immunity to ordinary guns, and this was the reason Qiao Bingsen felt at ease letting the team members move about freely.

“Remember, if you choose to go out, bring the documents issued by the Indian government, and you must return to the hotel before it gets dark.”

In a foreign land, who wouldn’t want to take a look if they had the chance? In the past, there was no opportunity, but now there was, so of course Zhou Liming didn’t want to miss it. After saying hello to Qiao Bingsen, Zhou Liming left the hotel. The soldiers stationed here checked Zhou Liming’s documents and then smoothly let him pass.

Given the situation, the Indian government was not afraid of hiding anything; otherwise, they wouldn’t be using cars for transport and placing the reception location here.

Leaving the hotel, the afternoon sunlight spilled onto the street. The buildings and plants here were full of the beauty of a foreign land.

However, this beauty had already become a thing of the past. The streets were filthy, and cleaning staff had disappeared for a long time. A pungent stench filled every street. Pedestrians were always walking in a hurry, glancing around nervously from time to time, their eyes filled with unease.

The Indian government’s military forces were deployed on the front lines. The population flooding into New Delhi had already reached thirty million. And the two hundred thousand soldiers stationed there would not participate in patrols; they needed to protect the entire upper level of the government and some important facilities. So, it was imaginable that the mere tens of thousands of police were simply unable to maintain law and order in the whole of New Delhi.

Zhou Liming crossed two streets without seeing a single police officer.

The shops on the street were all closed. Many shop doors and windows were smashed, and the goods inside had been looted clean.

Occasionally on the street, a group of people laughing crazily would always walk by. They stared arrogantly at the pedestrians on the street, and sometimes they would swarm up, knock the pedestrian they had targeted to the ground, rob them of everything they could, and then walk away triumphantly. The unfortunate pedestrians could only let out painful groans on the street. Of course, they couldn’t hope for anyone to come and help them.

Even worse, from many alleys, shouts for help from women and the crazy voices of men could be heard from time to time.

Zhou Liming didn’t need to look to know what was happening inside. Under the chaos and the apocalypse, people who lost control would do anything. Burning, killing, and looting, and so on—just from passing through a few streets, one could see that these things were actually happening, and the trend was rising every day.

Beggars and children could be seen everywhere on the streets; most of them were people who had fled from other places and did not receive government relief.

Those who could still eat meals now were probably the former residents of New Delhi; they had stored more or less some grain, which should be enough to support them for most of the year. But for the people who fled here, their fate was hard to say. Without a place to live, they could get by sleeping on the streets or under some eaves. But without food, they could only struggle in hunger, and at any time, they might become lifeless corpses on the street.

Like Western countries, they did not pay much attention to grain reserves. With the sweep of this Fierce Beast disaster, they were probably not much better off than India.

Zhou Liming suddenly discovered that his own country, under these circumstances, could still guarantee a year’s worth of grain for the survivors; this was absolutely an existence like heaven. Founded on agriculture, founded on agriculture—the thought from thousands of years ago finally received its most perfect interpretation at this moment. For humans, what is more important than food?

Zhou Liming, lost in his thoughts, walked into a street, and after just a moment, he discovered that the atmosphere was somewhat wrong.

Dozens of strong men stood with their arms crossed on the street. Some of them let out bursts of laughter from time to time, their faces full of amusement. Among these people, some held knives and iron bars, while others held iron chains. The moment they saw Zhou Liming walk in, they all silently exchanged a glance, and then many of them smiled.

A burly man puffing out smoke rings and with a red cloth wrapped around his head shouted loudly in Hindi, but unfortunately, Zhou Liming could not understand a single sentence.

But it didn’t matter; actually, their actions had already told Zhou Liming what they had just said.