Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

boom--

The menacing ram sent an abandoned car blocking the road flying, the heavy body crushing several wandering zombies, the tracks echoing with the sickening sound of bones cracking.

Killing a regular zombie rewards you with +1 Order Point.

Killing a regular zombie rewards you with +1 Order Point.

A series of system notifications rang in Tang Long's mind.

"Whoa!" Chen Ming pressed his face against the bulletproof glass of the passenger side window, watching the scenery rushing past outside. "This thing is so violent!"

"Captain Tang, this is true manly romance!"

The armored personnel carrier has a spacious interior, yet it moves exceptionally smoothly, with only slight vibrations when the tracks roll over obstacles.

Tang Long smiled and said, "I like it! When we get back, will you drive it?"

Chen Ming's smile froze: "Um... I already said I can't drive anymore."

"Just find some time to practice when you get back!" Tang Long said casually. "In the apocalypse, not knowing how to drive is still a no-no!"

As he spoke, he picked up the walkie-talkie that was placed to the side.

"Liu Qiang, we'll be there in ten minutes! Drive carefully up ahead."

"Okay." In the pickup truck, Liu Qiang put down the walkie-talkie and immediately revved the engine.

bang~

Another zombie flew into the sky.

……

the other side.

Inside the cafeteria at Dongyun University.

A group of teachers and student leaders, looking pale and wary, sat together in a somber atmosphere.

"What do you guys think of that guy on the motorcycle?" A middle-aged male teacher wearing glasses spoke first. "He said he was a policeman and that there was a safe survivor base... It sounds too much like a scam."

"I also think it's fake." A young man who looked like a student leader frowned slightly. His name was Zhao Fan, and he was the president of the student council.

"With such good equipment, it's suspicious that he dares to wander around outside all by himself."

"It might be some kind of trap, meant to lure us out and steal our food."

"In the apocalypse, you can't trust anyone," another teacher chimed in. "Even if the other person really is a police officer."

"We've been fooled like this before," someone muttered, recalling how they were cheated out of three bags of rice by survivors from the neighboring school right after the apocalypse.

"But... what if it's true?" A soft female voice rang out, sounding particularly abrupt in the somber atmosphere.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was a female music student.

Her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Our food supply won't last until tomorrow."

"If this continues, something bad is bound to happen sooner or later."

Everyone fell silent.

What could happen?

Everyone has a vague yet terrifying guess in their heart.

Actually, signs of this have already appeared in the last few days.

Two boys got into a fight over an expired packet of instant noodle seasoning, resulting in bloodshed.

In a corner of the cafeteria, there are always shadowy figures whispering and staring at the kitchen where the food is stored with hostile eyes.

Some people even witnessed a female student sneaking up to a corner of the cafeteria late at night with a male student, all for half a piece of black bread.

It's not that I don't want to care, it's that I can't.

When hunger overwhelms everything, so-called morality and order are like a thin sheet of paper, easily torn apart.

What kind of chaos would this place become if all the food were gone?

robbery……

kill……

Or, something even more terrifying.

The mere thought of that scene sent a chill down everyone's spine.

……

At the entrance of Dongyun University.

The armored personnel carrier and the heavy pickup truck stopped one after the other.

Several zombies wandering near the security booth at the entrance were attracted by the engine sound and roared as they pounced over.

Da da da!

Liu Qiang rolled down the car window, stuck out his gun, and fired a burst of bullets.

The zombie's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering black blood.

"Awesome!" Liu Qiang couldn't help but shout exaggeratedly, "This new gun is awesome! If I had a Type 95 back then, I would have dared to take on that butcher all by myself!"

Tang Long got out of the car and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Okay! Next time there's a chance like this, I'll let you go first."

Liu Qiang scratched his head and got out of the pickup truck: "Hey, Captain Tang! Don't always sabotage my bragging! It's pointless, you know!"

Tang Long ignored him and turned to look at Chen Ming beside him.

He nodded his chin toward the school ahead.

"Drone, can it take off now?"

This was the tactic they had discussed before coming here.

First, use drones to scout the inside of the school, then use the loudspeakers attached to the drones to lure the zombies in the school to another side.

They drove in during the chaos to contact the survivors and, incidentally, retrieve the equipment Chen Ming needed.

"Okay!"

Chen Ming took the drone out of the box and began the final checks before takeoff.

He was operating the remote control while muttering to himself.

"Captain Tang, didn't you mention before that after the base upgrade, there would be new police reconnaissance and strike drones? When can I get one to play with?"

"That thing is definitely much better than this piece of junk I have now."

"I'll modify it a bit more later, it'll be absolutely amazing!"

Tang Long didn't even lift his eyelids, checking the Type 95 rifle in his hand while keeping watch for any movement around him.

"I have no money! I'll give it to you when I have it."

He's not exaggerating; he's dirt poor right now.

After upgrading the base, I had a little over 3000 Order Points left in my account.

It looks like a lot, but it doesn't last long at all.

A Type 95 assault rifle costs 100 Order Points, and a magazine costs 5 points. A combatant needs at least 5 magazines, which adds up to 125 points.

With the addition of the newly upgraded level 2 bulletproof vest, that's another 100 points.

Add a few more Type 82-2 hand grenades.

The cost of arming one person is at least 300 Order Points.

He and Liu Qiang together have 600 points.

This doesn't even include the Type 88 sniper rifle he redeemed earlier.

Moreover, this time, buying a car cost another 1500 points.

In addition, there were the scattered daily expenses over the past few days.

He only has a little over 500 Order Points left in his pocket, so he has to use them sparingly.

If we spend another 500 Order Points to buy Chen Ming a reconnaissance and strike drone, the entire team will probably have to tighten their belts and starve.

buzzing-

The drone's propellers began to spin at high speed, creating a gust of air, and it slowly rose into the air.

Chen Ming skillfully controlled the drone, with the images on the screen coming in real time.

One by one, the figures of zombies appeared in sight.

Most of them are concentrated near the playground and teaching buildings.

"Start generating noise," Tang Long commanded.

"receive."

Chen Ming pressed a red button.

A piercing, irregular noise immediately erupted from the speaker attached to the drone, spreading throughout the entire campus.

The noise is far less effective against ordinary zombies than against the mycelium zombies.

However, it still successfully attracted the attention of many wandering zombies in the vicinity.

They all raised their heads, letting out unconscious roars, and staggered toward the source of the noise.

Chen Ming carefully maneuvered the drone between the buildings, leading the horde of corpses away from the cafeteria.

"It's ready!"

A few minutes later, Chen Ming looked at the small horde of zombies gathering on the screen and nodded.

"Most of the zombies were lured to the dormitory building behind the teaching building."

Tang Long opened the car door.

"Walk!"

"Get in! Let's go inside."

The armored personnel carrier let out a low growl, smashed open the rusty school gate, and slowly drove into the school.