Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1858 Who are you?

Small station in Jinchang.

Youlong and others stayed here to rest.

"Captain, what should we do next?" Fu Konggu asked nervously.

In fact, he had just heard the order given by the boss at the radio station.

The boss asked them to talk to the zombie army.
But he asked knowingly, obviously not wanting to have a conversation with the zombies.
The boss wants to know who is commanding the zombie army, who is behind it, what does this person behind it want, etc.

But you have to run to hundreds of thousands of zombies, and there are zombies climbing walls, and that group of "zombies" also has armored vehicles.
What if the people over there just kill them without saying a word?
Once the people on the other side don't want to talk and start attacking directly, those who go there will have only one way to go, and that is death.

Your life is your own, no one wants to die.

Especially dying in the mouths of zombies. They had seen too many team members die tragically in the mouths of zombies and be eaten alive. That kind of pain was worse than death.

After hearing Fu Konggu's question, Youlong also felt a little overwhelmed.

The boss's orders cannot be disobeyed. The key is to risk one's life and go talk to those people. No one is willing to go.

"Who among you is willing to go over and communicate with that group of zombies?" Youlong looked at everyone.

Everyone lowered their heads, obviously not wanting to go over and die.

Youlong stared at them one by one, and no one said a word. They would rather die quickly from the gun than be torn into pieces by a group of zombies.

When the zombies are dismembering your body, you can even see your stomach being cut open and the zombies stuffing your intestines into their mouths.

I shudder just thinking about it.

"Oh" After seeing everyone's expressions, Youlong also understood everyone's fear.

After thinking for a long time, he said to Fu Konggu:
"Go get some cardboard, the bigger the better, and some charcoal pencils, or something else you can write with."

"Captain, what do you want to do?" Fu Konggu asked.

Youlong took off the walkie-talkie on his body and then took another walkie-talkie from Fu Konggu.

I adjusted the two walkie-talkies to the same channel and tested it, and it turned out that they could indeed talk.

"Since the zombies can drive, they must be conscious and can probably speak. Even if they can't speak, there must be people behind them. Put down a cardboard on the main road and leave a walkie-talkie. We will monitor them from a distance and then we can communicate with them using the walkie-talkie."

After hearing Youlong's idea, Fu Konggu's eyes gradually widened.

"Captain Column, this is a brilliant idea. This way we can have a dialogue with them while avoiding major risks! Seconds!"

"Go and get ready." Youlong waved his hand and said.

Fu Konggu quickly got up and ran into the house to look for something to write on.

In Youlong's opinion, leaving a walkie-talkie is enough.

If those people want to communicate, they will naturally pick up the walkie-talkie to communicate, but if they don’t want to communicate, sending someone over will result in the same result.

Fu Konggu and others did not find the duty officer, but they found a few wooden tables.

Youlong used spray paint to write a few big words on a few tables: [Please take the intercom]

Write one word per table, making sure each word is large enough.

Then they carried the five tables onto the helicopter.

Before setting off, You Long said to Wang Junliang, the person in charge of the Jinchang station:

"Lao Wang, please retreat as soon as possible. You alone cannot resist the zombie army."

"Ah."

Wang Junliang's face was heavy. "I have asked someone to pack up. We will set off after you leave."

There are less than a hundred people stationed in Jinchang, and it only serves as a transit station to provide a place for rest for various branch bases.

The mighty branch base with thousands of people was destroyed by the zombie army, so their small base naturally could not withstand it.

Moreover, it is only a hundred kilometers from the Weiwu base to the Jinchang garrison, and it is expected that the zombie army will arrive here tonight.

The zombie army moves slowly. Even if they work day and night, a hundred kilometers a day is their limit.

Youlong glanced at Wang Junliang, then looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

They had to move faster, otherwise it would be dangerous to stay outside until dark.

We definitely cannot return to the headquarters base today. We can only go to Zhangye Farm to rest for one night and return to the Northwest Headquarters Base the next day.

After seeing the helicopter take off, Wang Junliang ordered his men to pack up quickly and leave all unnecessary things here.

The two helicopters returned along the same route, and within 20 minutes they saw a huge army of zombies on the ground.

Instead of approaching the zombie army, they turned around and ran, leaving those tables in the middle of the road 5 kilometers away from the zombie army.

The tables were turned upside down and arranged neatly, and the walkie-talkie was placed on one of the tables.

After doing all this, they quickly returned to the helicopter, found a high point nearby, and observed the situation silently from above.

Xiaojiazhuang.

Two helicopters were parked in an open space.

Youlong and others ran up to the tallest building in the manor. On the sign above the building, they could still vaguely see a few large words: Golden Foot Massage.

They stood on the roof and could clearly see the table three kilometers away with a telescope.

Once someone in the vehicle in front of the zombie army gets out and takes the walkie-talkie, they will be able to communicate with this group of people.

The communication distance of walkie-talkies is limited. If you are too far away, you will not be able to get in touch. This distance is relatively safe.

Time passed by minute by minute.

An hour flies by.

Hu Tian and Xiang Hua in the zombie army were also having a discussion.

Xiang Hua was a little annoyed by Youlong's bombardment, so he made a suggestion to Hu Tian.

It was suggested that he and Tian Yunxiao lead most of the mutated wall-climbing zombies to leave, take vehicles and march quickly to the Zhangye base ahead, and then head to the Northwest Headquarters Base overnight.

Have a blitzkrieg!

The biggest threat to the Northwest Base among the zombie army is actually the mutated wall-climbing zombies. This kind of zombie is not afraid of ultraviolet lights and can climb up the wall at night or during the day, making it difficult to defend against.

Especially at night, hundreds of wall-climbing zombies would rush up the wall at the same time. Even if the Northwest Base was well prepared, there would always be some zombies that would break through the obstacles and enter inside.

As for the other zombies, although they look powerful, they actually cannot pose much threat to the Northwest Base.

The giant zombies that are three meters tall, or the agile zombies that run extremely fast, would pose a great threat to them if they were facing a small team.

But if you are facing a large base with thousands of people, and this large base also has powerful thermal weapons, it is completely not enough.

After the bombing just now, Hu Tian and his men were in a very passive position. They could only watch being bombed without any power to fight back.

If they continue to move at this speed, if the Northwest continues to send helicopters to bomb them, it will be enough to cause heavy losses to their zombie army.

Hu Tian had a lot of trouble to gather so many zombies, but once they were scattered, it would take a lot of time to gather them again.

But if they don't disperse, they will be a huge target and the Northwest Base will be able to see them no matter where they go.

It's clear where you're going.

Hu Tian rejected Xiang Hua's suggestion.

His idea was simple. Xiang Hua had just joined and was not loyal enough, so it would be too risky for him to let him lead the mutated wall-climbing zombies away.

What if Xiang Hua doesn't give up and brings these hundreds of mutated wall-climbing zombies to the Northwest Headquarters Base, cooperates with the boss of the Northwest Base to kill these mutated wall-climbing zombies, and then asks the boss for help?
He knew that there was a scientific research institute in the Northwest Base.

Director Wang and some of the researchers at the research institute are actually very capable.

Although Hu Tian had already told Xiang Hua that if he did not inject the potion for a period of time, he would completely lose his mind and turn into a zombie, and only he could make this potion.

But Hu Tian couldn't guarantee that others wouldn't be able to figure it out, especially Dean Wang and his colleagues who had been working on the research for a long time.

What if they can figure it out?
He didn't dare to gamble.

Especially now that Xiang Hua has just joined, he is not yet confident enough.

Therefore, he opposed Xiang Hua's proposal without hesitation.

Xiang Hua was extremely angry, but now he was controlled by Hu Tian and he could only accept it passively.

After returning to the team, he couldn't help cursing while sitting in the car:

"Damn it! You don't have any experience in marching and fighting! You were blown up just now, but you still don't listen to advice! You don't know anything at all!"

"It really pisses me off!"

He kept banging on the car door to vent his anger.

The co-pilot's subordinate said:

"Brother Xiang, more than a dozen of our brothers have just died. The helicopters are mainly targeting those of us who are driving. If it doesn't work, we can just walk.

Anyway, I don’t feel anything when I walk, and I have to wait for the zombies behind me when I drive.”

Xiang Hua said gloomily: "Drive your car, don't shake it left and right, drive steadily!"

The subordinate said helplessly:
"But, after the injection, my hands and feet are a little stiff. I can't do it."

After hearing this, Xiang Hua stopped talking and felt extremely regretful.

I should have known it earlier.
Crunch!

Suddenly, the car braked suddenly and threw him off his seat. Since he was not wearing a seat belt, he hit the windshield with his whole body.

"How do you drive!" Xiang Hua yelled cursingly.

After becoming a zombie, except for the head, the body below the head seems to feel much less pain.

He rubbed his chest out of habit and was surprised to find that it didn't hurt much.

The subordinate pointed to the tables in front and said to Xiang Hua:

"Brother, there are words in front!"

Xiang Hua raised his head and saw a few tables placed in the middle of the road ahead, with a few big words written on them:

[Please take the intercom]

Obviously, this must have been released by someone from the Northwest Base, and most likely by the crew of the helicopter that had just bombed them.

Xiang Hua hesitated for a moment and got out of the car.

He walked to a few tables, looked them over, and touched the paint on them with his hand. It was still a little wet, indicating that the words were sprayed on just now.

He had barely picked up the intercom when a voice rang out.

"Xiang Hua, long time no see."

hum-

For a moment, Xiang Hua's brain froze.

What followed were anger, regret, self-blame, and helplessness.

Yesterday he was still a member of the Northwest Base, but now he has become half human, half corpse.

"Who are you?" The voice was distorted after transmission through the intercom, and Xiang Hua couldn't tell who was on the other end of the line.

"Youlong, do you remember?" Youlong said.

Xiang Hua's mind instantly flashed with You Long's image, and he said in a somewhat complicated tone:
"You were the one who bombed our vehicle just now, right?"

"Yes, I was ordered to come and rescue you, but I didn't expect you to have turned into zombies."

"Zombie? Oh, if I were a zombie, how could I talk?"

"What exactly happened last night?" Youlong continued to ask.

Xiang Hua looked around. As soon as he approached, the intercom started to speak, which meant that Youlong and the others must be where they could see him.

"Xiang Hua, I know you have something to hide, but you have to speak it out. Only then can I and the headquarters base help you! Who is the mastermind behind this zombie army?"

Xiang Hua was silent for a long time, feeling extremely conflicted.

He wanted to tell Youlong everything he knew, but he had become half human, half corpse, and his camp was different.

But facing his once familiar colleagues and Youlong's persuasion, he really didn't want to be this half-human, half-corpse. At that moment he was a little hesitant.

"Hu Tian, ​​there is another person I don't know."

After saying that, he felt a little regretful.

Although he doesn't know Hu Tian, ​​someone in the Northwest Base might know him.

Suddenly he looked at a figure coming out of the zombie group and said quickly:

"Just pretend you didn't hear me! That's all I can tell you. I'm going to hand the intercom over to the person who controls the zombie army."

After saying that, he took the walkie-talkie and walked towards Tian Yunxiao.

"Why stop?" Tian Yunxiao asked doubtfully.

"grown ups."

Xiang Hua raised the walkie-talkie in his hand and pointed at the words on the table opposite.

"We found this, here you go."

As he said this, he took the initiative to hand the walkie-talkie to Tian Yunxiao.

After Tian Yunxiao took the intercom, he looked Xiang Hua up and down suspiciously.

With a cold snort, he walked towards the zombie army with the walkie-talkie in hand.

He was like a drop of water, quickly blending in among hundreds of thousands of zombies.

Especially the zombies around were walking and surging.

A few minutes later, he approached a zombie that looked exactly like an ordinary zombie.

Handed the walkie-talkie to Hu Tian.

"Master, Xiang Hua got this intercom in front. I think it was left by someone from the Northwest Base. He probably wants to talk to you."

Hu Tian took it over, and Tian Yunxiao had just turned off the intercom.

Hu Tian was silent for a long time, "Let Xiang Hua keep moving forward, the team can't stop!"

"Okay." Tian Yunxiao left naturally.

Hu Tian looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and slowly turned the switch.

He also wanted to hear what the Northwest Base had to say.

ba da~
"Hey."

The voices of the half-human, half-corpse were extremely similar, so his voice sounded not much different from Xiang Hua's to Youlong.

After hearing the voice on the intercom, Youlong almost blurted out and asked him if it was Hu Tian.

Although he didn't know who Hu Tian was, if he said these two words, Xiang Hua might be in trouble, because it meant that Xiang Hua had betrayed him again.

When the words came to his lips, he changed them abruptly to:

"who are you?"