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boom!

The giant scythes on both sides of the armored personnel carrier crushed a zombie that seemed to be lunging at them into a pool of blood and flesh by the heavy tracks.

Inside the carriage, the light was dim and the silence was profound.

Dozens of survivors from Dongyun University were crammed together like sardines stuffed into a can.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of sweat and a faint, almost imperceptible odor of blood.

now.

Many people were pressing their faces against the firing ports inside the carriage, peering greedily and fearfully at the outside world.

That was their first real "trip" in months.

Everything in sight was gray and desolate.

Abandoned vehicles lay twisted and crooked along the roadside, dilapidated shop windows resembled the empty eye sockets of a giant beast, and thick fog permeated the streets, with occasional swaying black shadows moving through it.

"Outside...has it become like this outside?" A girl covered her mouth tightly with her hand, her eyes filled with terror.

"So many zombies! We haven't seen a single living person along the way." A boy's face was pale as he watched the troop carrier effortlessly run over several staggering bodies. The sickening sound of bones cracking came from under the tracks, making his stomach churn.

The murmurs among the crowd grew louder, filled with worry and fear about the unknown.

"Can we really survive?"

Where will they take us?

"What if! What if they're scammers?"

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about these things?"

"..."

Zhao Fan squeezed into the crowd, peering out through the firing port, and swallowed hard.

He turned around, looked at everyone, and murmured softly.

"At least! Compared to others!"

"We are undoubtedly lucky."

"Besides, we had no other choice, did we?"

As soon as the apocalypse began, this group of people hid in the school cafeteria.

The cafeteria's doors are very sturdy, providing absolute security.

At the same time, the food in the canteen meant that they didn't have to risk their lives to go out and search for supplies like other survivors.

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard, and then fell silent.

Each person gazed at the world outside the car, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

……

at the same time.

Inside the emergency room of the Sanctuary of Order.

As dusk approached, the last rays of light disappeared through the window.

"Damn it, it's already dark, why aren't they back yet?"

Luo Yongchao, leaning on his crutches, paced back and forth in the room, the tip of the crutches striking the ground with a "thud, thud, thud" sound that was quite irritating.

"You cripple, you can't even walk steadily, can't you sit down first?" Wang Hu rolled his eyes from the hospital bed and yelled irritably, "You don't trust Captain Tang's abilities? What's the use of spinning around like that!"

"I was just worried!"

Luo Yongchao glared: "The situation at the university town is unclear. There are only three of them, and they even brought that idiot Chen Ming with them. What if something happens to them?"

"If I had known, I would have preferred to go!"

"Pah! You'll only cause trouble if you go!" Wang Hu cursed. "What would you do there? Use your cane to hit zombies on the head? Staying put is the biggest contribution you can make to the team!"

"It's better than you being stuck in bed all the time!" Luo Yongchao retorted defiantly.

The two stared at each other, the tension rising.

Unbeknownst to them, Tang Long had become the absolute backbone of this small group.

His absence seemed to make even the air feel restless and uneasy.

"Alright, everyone, say less."

Zhang Wennian, who came in carrying a water glass, interrupted them, saying, "Officer Tang knows what he's doing. We'll just wait."

He had experienced this situation countless times.

Previously, whenever Tang Long and others went out on missions, these non-combat personnel could only hide in the base in fear.

After a while, I got used to it!

All we can do is pray that nothing bad happens to anyone.

Lin Xiaoruan, who was standing to the side, also spoke up: "Yes! Instead of arguing here, you two should focus on recovering from your injuries."

The two exchanged a glance, gave each other a cold snort, and then remained silent.

The atmosphere gradually turned cold without us even realizing it.

Just then.

Click!

A clear metallic scraping sound came from the direction of the base gate.

That was the sound of the alloy gate opening.

"I'm back!"

Luo Yongchao's eyes lit up, and he was the first to react. Leaning on his crutches, he hopped and skipped outside.

Nurse Zhao Jia and Lin Xiaoruan also ran out quickly.

Zhang Wennian shook his head and followed.

Wang Hu was the only one left in the ward.

He struggled to sit up, but the movement aggravated the wound in his chest, causing him to wince in pain.

"No! Don't run so fast!"

"Lin Xiaoruan, why are you leaving too? It would have been nice if someone had stayed with me!"

……

the other side.

The heavy alloy gate slid open slowly to both sides.

When the troop carriers and pickup trucks drove into the base, Luo Yongchao and others were already waiting in the yard.

"Team Leader Tang!"

Seeing Tang Long jump out of the car, Luo Yongchao breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Tang Long nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. Seeing the worry on their faces, he felt a warmth in his heart.

"I'm back."

Those four simple words put everyone's minds at ease.

Liu Qiang and Chen Ming got out of the car one after the other, patted each other on the shoulder, and everything was understood without words.

Just then, the rear door of the armored personnel carrier was pushed open from the inside with a loud bang.

The survivors from Dongyun University emerged one by one from the dimly lit carriage, their faces filled with confusion and wariness.

Zhao Fan was the first to come down.

The moment he stepped onto the solid, flat cement ground and looked up, his breath caught in his throat.

What came into view was not the rudimentary camp he had imagined, enclosed by scrap metal and barbed wire.

Rather, it was a place that he found difficult to describe in words.

It consists of a four-story main building and a three-story annex.

There's even a small rest plaza next to it.

There was no putrid stench in the air, only a clean and refreshing breeze.

The thick wall, nearly five meters high, is reassuring! You can even see the electric grid with flickering arcs on top of the wall.

The searchlights on the top illuminated the base brightly, completely shutting out the thick fog and darkness.

As the survivors following behind Zhao Fan got off the car one by one.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, their mouths agape, their eyes filled with disbelief.

His facial expression shifted several times in just a few seconds, from wariness to confusion to shock.

"Holy...holy crap!" A boy trembled as he pointed at the police station building, too excited to speak.

"This...this place has electricity! My God, they actually have electricity!"

"And this wall is so thick!"

While everyone was still reeling from the shock, Tang Long had already walked up to them.

He looked at the crowd, his voice calm yet carrying an air of authority.

"Welcome everyone to the First Police Station in the East District."

"I am the director, Tang Long."