The Undead

Tang Hao stared at Si Nan. From a high angle, he couldn’t see the Omega’s expression, only his dark and smooth hair, and the snow-white index finger tapping rhythmically on the edge of the lunch box.

Tang Hao suddenly recalled what Rommel had told the military about how this mixed-race young instructor had brutally killed several Alphas in the cafeteria, and a sense of absurdity suddenly arose.

“I understand,” he suddenly heard the Omega say in a low voice, “I wish you a safe return.”

Tang Hao had expected a more intense reaction, at least some form of disagreement. He had even prepared a well-reasoned and composed speech in anticipation of a strong protest.

But unexpectedly, Si Nan accepted it so calmly that Tang Hao couldn’t help but make a surprised “Hmm” sound:

“So… I’m just informing you in advance. This is an internal decision.

General Zheng wants to personally tell Zhou Rong and the others, so currently, no one except me knows about it.”

“There’s one more thing,” Tang Hao paused, “The military has decided to send Rommel back to Florida, departing tonight.”

Rommel’s purpose in wanting to return to Si Nan was basically clear – to interrogate the location of the ultimate antibody. According to Zhou Rong’s suggestion, they could simply air-drop Rommel into a zombie-dense city center. However, the military decided to send Rommel back to avoid post-war accountability for potentially killing the Vice President of Country A while trying to steal an unformed vaccine.

“Rommel is currently being held at the military guest house. At 8 PM tonight, someone will escort him onto the plane. The female Alpha severely injured by Lieutenant Yangchun and the big guy who was almost heart-gutted by you will also be accompanying him. The departure point is approximately the sixth parking apron on the north side of the island – you’ve been there.”

Si Nan glanced at Tang Hao, seeming somewhat intrigued: “Why are you telling me this?”

Tang Hao smiled: “Nothing. Just wanted you to know… those escorting them are my people, with poor eyesight and tight lips.”

Si Nan rested his chin, and after a few seconds, raised one corner of his mouth: “Thanks.”

Tang Hao nodded gentlemanly, turned to walk away, then suddenly turned back.

“By the way, I’m just curious…”

Si Nan silently signaled him to continue.

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