The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1197 Pursuit
"This is a good example of what not to do. Take it back; it's meaningful."

Shen Linrui persuaded Wu Lue, saying that from a third-party perspective, it was both morally and logically right to take the two back and hand them over to the leader for punishment.

"Yes, yes! Brother Shen is absolutely right. Brother Wu, let Brother Su see how miserable we are. Whether he forgives me or not, it doesn't matter. Please save Kuang Miao, please, please!"

Song Yijun felt a glimmer of hope and kowtowed to the two men repeatedly.

They left full of vigor and high spirits, and now they are in such a sorry state. Only they know the hardships they have endured along the way.

Wu Lue frowned and pondered. Both of Shen Linrui's points made sense, especially the first one. Since things had turned unpleasant back then, he felt that Zhang Su would also have some lingering resentment. It was good that he knew about their current situation!
"Okay, Brother Shen, we'll do as you say and take them back. Thanks for your help here. I'll go install the repeater and antenna! Hey, are there any zombies left in the village?"

Wu Lue was too lazy to deal with Song Yijun, so he asked Shen Linrui for help. Before leaving, he turned around and asked Shen Linrui in a fierce tone.

"Yes, there is... in the village committee building at the west end of the village, but it's buried under the rubble and they can't get out..."

Song Yijun didn't know what Wu Lue was going to do, and he answered whatever the other asked.

Wu Lue glanced in the direction Song Yijun pointed, but it wasn't on the same side as where he was going, so he said nothing more and left the courtyard.

He returned to the car alone, picked up his tools and equipment, and walked to the front of the third floor.

The gate was crooked, and the dark opening resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast that would swallow people whole. In the past, Wu Lue would have found it terrifying, but for some reason, after seeing Song Yijun, he suddenly became bolder.

I don't know if it's because of anger or a sense of growing up.

Wu Lue first threw something into the doorway to test it, and when there was no response, he stepped inside.

The interior was a mess. The building was damaged by the shockwave, but the main structure was still relatively intact. However, the windows and other parts were shattered. There were corpses lying among the debris. Due to the low temperature, they were not severely decomposed. The flashlight beams were somewhat horrifying.

Getting to the top floor wasn't easy; the stairs were covered in a mess, and Wu Lue had to clean them up several times before he could finally find a place to stand.

When he reached the third floor, he heard the sound of a car outside the courtyard; Shen Linrui had finished his work and rushed over.

"Are they still cooperating?"

When Wu Lue saw Shen Linrui go upstairs, he asked.

“How could I not cooperate? Kuang Miao lay down in the back seat, and Song Yijun tied him up and put him in the trunk. Sigh…”

Shen Linrui sighed and shook his head, pushing aside the coffee table blocking the stairs as he spoke.

"That young man named Kuang Miao is in a bad state. He has fallen into a coma. His left leg is fractured and splinted, and his right thigh is wrapped in cloth. It looks like it has become infected. He said it happened two or three months ago, but I don't remember the exact time. It happened when he got into a conflict with a group of people."

With a loud thud, the obstacle was cleared, and the two reached the rooftop.

Wu Lue listened quietly to Shen Linrui's words. After calming down for a while, he was no longer as angry as before. He said calmly, "A conflict with someone two or three months ago? In this place... it wouldn't be?"

"You mean Dragon Head Camp, right? Actually, I think it's possible too."

Shen Linrui shrugged helplessly. He was a member of the Dragon Head Camp and had a general understanding of the area where the camp could collect supplies from the outside. This area wasn't his responsibility, but it was definitely within the designated area.

It's perfectly normal for large camps and scattered soldiers to scavenge for supplies.

"Judging from Song Yijun's behavior just now, he must have gotten himself into trouble and then made Kuang Miao take the bullet for him. He's a menace!"

Wu Lue curled his lip.

Shen Linrui sighed softly and said, "Even if they were really brothers from the Dragon Head Camp, they're all gone now. It's just... bad luck."

Shen Linrui thought Song Yijun and Kuang Miao were unlucky, but Song Yijun thought they were lucky...

"Miaozi, we're lucky. Can you hear me? Do you remember the group that took in Hanzhou and Pei Lan? Zhang Su, do you remember them?"

"Uh-huh."

Kuang Miao seemed to have regained some consciousness because of the movement, and responded with a reply, but it was unclear whether he actually heard her.

"I don't know if Zhang Su can forgive us. Sigh, it's really nothing to do with you. It's all my fault. I just hope I can cure you. They have a camp now, and the environment..." Song Yijun kept rambling on, not caring whether Kuang Miao could hear him or not.

Unlike the quiet Shuifang Village, a chase scene is unfolding on Qinhai Bay.

Two cargo ships were more than ten kilometers apart, one after the other. The propellers on the cargo ships were spinning rapidly, stirring up the water and pushing the heavy steel bodies through the waves. Even so, the people on board still felt that the speed was too slow.

"Damn it, Fang Tianru has gone mad, he actually chased after us! Quick, speed up to the maximum!"

Old K was yelling on the boat!
"Brother K, this is already at maximum power, and our boat is already this fast!"

The crew member in charge of piloting the ship had no way to express his suffering.

"This damn ship..."

Boom!

As Old K was cursing angrily, in the dark southeastern sea, a cannon shot drew an arc in the air, flew about 20,000 meters, and the shell fell into the sea with a thud, splashing water several meters high.

The shells landed some distance from the cargo ship at the LK camp...

Even though it was a false alarm, it was still a shock. Many people on the cargo ship at the LK camp were trembling with fear.

When humans use firearms to fight off zombies, they feel safe; but when humans face firearms from their own kind, they only feel a sense of crisis!

"Damn it, Fang Tianru, don't make me go back to Jiaozhou Peninsula, or I'll tear you to pieces! Xiao Chao, quickly calculate whether they can catch up with us?"

Old K spouted grand pronouncements, but he didn't forget the dangers that lay ahead.

"Brother K, at our current relative speed, they definitely won't be able to catch up with us before we reach Qincheng Port, but... I estimate that after another fifty or sixty nautical miles, we'll be within howitzer range!"

Xiao Chao's subordinate quickly gave the answer, and everyone who heard it felt a chill in their hearts.

The shells wouldn't make much of a splash when they landed in the sea, but if they hit the ship, it would definitely cause a major disaster.

"Fifty or sixty nautical miles, which is about a hundred kilometers, Brother K, it's okay. We'll be almost at Qincheng Port by then!"

"How could nothing happen? Our arrival in port doesn't prove anything. Can't those beasts just keep firing their cannons?"

Old K was extremely anxious. Pointing to the cabin, he said, "Is it because we have too many supplies? If we lose some, can we speed up the process?"

"No, can't..."

The subordinates were somewhat embarrassed. For a medium-sized cargo ship, the supplies in their camp were really nothing. The overall load was less than 30%, and even if all the people and cargo were unloaded, the speed would not increase much!
"Brother K, we have weapons too, how about... we fight them!"

A belligerent subordinate was hysterical, a rifle slung over his shoulder and a magazine in his hand.

"Fight? Fight my ass! Their cannons can fire 20 or 30 kilometers, and we're relying on these few broken guns? Our longest range isn't even a fraction of theirs. Before we even get within range, our ship will be riddled with holes!"

Old K scratched his head in desperation, then pondered for a moment before saying, "There's no other way. We have to stick close to the ships from the Yancheng camp. We only have one path to take now: get to Qincheng Port as quickly as possible! Move at top speed, and be prepared for a bombing..."

Once at sea, many things become passive.

Several high-ranking officers from the Yancheng camp stood at the stern of the ship, gazing at the sea behind them. They were fully aware of the perilous situation at the LK camp, and they themselves were in a precarious situation, completely unable to provide any assistance!

"May the LK camp turn out well!"

Black Bear listened to his subordinates' advice and tidied himself up a bit, no longer looking as disheveled as before.

He was initially unwilling to do this, wanting to play the victim by looking miserable, but his subordinates argued that it was obvious whether he looked miserable or not, and as a leader, it was best to maintain a good image!

Liu Mingming, who had been spouting harsh words, stopped talking. The broken half of his cane was gone. He put his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with loneliness and coldness.

(End of this chapter)