The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1252 Cherish Even a Brief Period of Peace

"The horde of zombies is gone, heading that way!"

Zhang Su pulled a flashlight out of his bag and shone it westward. About three minutes had passed since the zombie formation set off, and they had already covered a mile at a speed of ten kilometers per hour, which was quite fast!
Everyone turned to look west, but unfortunately, they couldn't see anything with their eyesight. They could only imagine the scene of the zombies leaving based on the direction from which the sound came.

"Commander-in-Chief, the sky over there still seems a bit bright. Are the zombies chasing the light?"

Zhao Dezhu instinctively wanted to use his usual address, but then remembered that Yu Wen had told him to use titles in formal settings, so he quickly changed his address.

"I don't know what the light over there was all about, but anyway, they left, they left without looking back..."

Zhang Su felt a bit dumbfounded, but he was still relieved.

"Those zombies that were burned earlier haven't moved and are left in the wilderness. They should be completely dead. Later, each legion should assign some people to stay and clean up the battlefield!"

The corpses of tens of thousands of zombies, precious energy reserves, and steam-powered vertebrae can alter the environment, but primarily for agriculture; humans still need energy for heating.

"receive."

"understand!"

Legion commanders such as Wu Daqiang and Yang Liehuo responded one after another.

The fighters from both peninsulas were not spared either, and the leader was thinking of leaving some of his men behind to participate in the labor.

"Uh-huh!"

The program suddenly yelled.

Immediately afterwards, loud thuds came from three directions. Everyone turned to look and saw countless flashlight beams shining on the source of the sound. Three huge zombies lay on the ground!
"Holy crap, all three of our brothers died in battle?"

"No way, this...this too, sigh!"

"Those three zombies are being controlled by this woman. You don't know anything, so you're just spouting nonsense!"

Everyone was grateful to the three zombies. The fact that there were zero deaths in today's battle was largely due to the Yama Legion. Chief Zhang's strength was self-evident. And then there were the three giant zombies!
If they weren't blocking the way, someone would definitely get injured. And once bitten or scratched, the outcome is predictable: at best, disability; at worst, death.

"Programmer, go check what's going on."

Zhang Su gave the order, and the program ran forward quickly, its eyes flashing with green light. In no time, the three giant zombies sat up again, turned their heads, and their eyes glowed with a faint green light.

call……

Haha, what a scare!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the program, they now had mixed feelings about zombies, hating the hostile zombies while also caring about the zombies that had become their companions.

"The zombies are gone, but we still face many problems. First... have you noticed the temperature dropping?"

Faced with Zhang Su's question, many people exclaimed in realization, "Huh?" or "Oh?"

"I thought I was cold because I was sweating too much, but it turns out the temperature was dropping!"

"I didn't really feel anything until you mentioned it, but now that you have, it seems a bit chilly."

"The zombies just left, but they even took the warmth with them! What the hell?!"

There was much discussion and all sorts of opinions, but they all reflected one thing: the temperature had indeed dropped.

"Hey, I found a thermometer, but I don't know how accurate it is. It shows minus thirty-five degrees!"

Pang Kun pulled out one of those old-fashioned physical thermometers hanging on the wall from some room, but then shook his head: "No, this is the lower limit of -35, damn, it's off the charts!" He wasn't very sensitive to low temperatures, he only knew that it had dropped, but he didn't have a direct feeling of how cold it was, just that it was tolerable.

"It's around minus forty degrees Celsius? I don't feel anything special, just a bit cold."

"That's because we just went through a major battle, and our physical functions are still at a high level. You'll understand once you rest!"

"Please don't let it drop any lower! Minus thirty degrees is difficult enough, if it drops any further, it will be even harder for us!"

The ideal temperature for human survival is between 18 and 24 degrees Celsius, but air temperature has long since deviated from this range.

For those living in Qincheng Prison and the Liaodong Peninsula, minus 30 degrees Celsius isn't unbearable. The difficulty lies in the shutdown of other facilities. Just when a barely sustainable ecosystem has been created, the temperature starts to drop again...

Minus thirty degrees Celsius is terrible, but it's still much better than minus forty degrees Celsius!

"Hey, Su-ge, Su-ge!"

As everyone discussed the temperature, a deliberately hushed voice came through the walkie-talkie speaker: "The zombies that have broken free of the ice are acting strangely. They're just pacing around, not knowing what they're doing, but they don't seem to have any intention of leaving!"

Liu Tianji found a high ground to the east of the zombie horde, not far from it. He and Qiu Hui were not afraid of being discovered by the zombies, but they still had to be careful with their voices.

"No, no, they're lining up! Holy crap, Su-ge, the zombies are forming a line! They're moving, they're moving, the horde is moving! They're... north at the top and south at the bottom, they're heading towards, uh... honey, that's (west), oh oh, the horde is heading west!"

The horde of zombies was changing very quickly, so Liu Tianji used a walkie-talkie to give everyone a real-time update.

Liu Tianji was unaware of Zhang Su's situation and spoke in the same relaxed and casual manner he used when communicating in the mountains. It was precisely this way of communicating that resonated deeply with the people of Jiaozhou Peninsula and Tongzhou Association.

So the leader of the survivor camp can be so approachable to his men?
Several former leaders looked a little uncomfortable, as if some of their former subordinates were looking at them strangely. Black Fang, on the other hand, was more at ease because he had never put on an arrogant attitude and had always mingled with his men.

Zhang Su could sense that the atmosphere around him was a little strange, but he didn't care about it and replied, "The same thing happened with the horde of corpses at the Outer River. Okay, it's fine now. Be careful on your way back to camp!"

After ending the call, Zhang Su sighed inwardly. Zombies were a threat to this planet. Retreating did not mean eliminating them. It gave him the feeling that a fist needs to be pulled back before it can be thrown out with more force.

At least we are safe now, even if it's just temporary stability, and we must cherish it, but we cannot be complacent with the status quo.

"Gentlemen, the battle is over. Everyone performed exceptionally well. I'm glad that no one was bitten by the zombies. We killed over 100,000 zombies with zero deaths. This is a landmark victory! Let's give ourselves a round of applause!"

After the battle ended, Zhang Su didn't wait to return to the camp; he immediately started a battle debriefing right next to the battlefield.

There's a lot of exaggeration in what he said. Of the more than 100,000 zombies killed, the fire-breathing zombie deserves the most credit, followed by the explosion of the venomous liquid, and then the three program-controlled giants...

These three items combined amount to almost 100,000, but no more than 50,000 were actually killed one by one by combat personnel.

But at times like these, there's nothing wrong with saying something uplifting.

clap clap.

Give yourself a round of applause to celebrate that you can still breathe; being alive is the greatest victory.

The zombies weren't far enough away to not hear the applause, but they walked westward without looking back, completely undisturbed.

Seven or eight seconds later, Zhang Su pressed down his palms, and the applause gradually subsided.

"The situation with the zombies is becoming increasingly complicated, but we have gained a moment of peace. It may be a day, a week, a month, or a year, but it cannot be permanent! Today is worth celebrating, but we must always keep the alarm bells in mind and never slack off in our regular training!"
Did you understand? Tell me loudly!

"understand!"

Everyone responded in unison. Many people were no longer used to shouting so loudly except during battles. They secretly glanced westward in the direction the zombies had left, but nothing unusual had happened.

(End of this chapter)