Zhou Rong sank into the swivel chair, pondering: “The four missing people might have been attacked by zombies and drifted down with the airflow to a distant location, unable to reach the assembly point in time. Tong Hao has already sent back the canyon terrain and wind direction data, right? Let the fighter pilots report the parachute time and altitude of those four team members, and we can roughly calculate their landing location based on wind speed.”
General Zheng’s expression finally softened.
“However, Tong Hao’s decision to withdraw was correct,” Zhou Rong sighed. “Now, no matter who gets left behind, we can’t go to rescue them. We must abandon them when necessary.”
General Zheng nodded in agreement: “If the terrain map Tong Hao sent back is correct, there are at least ten thousand zombies in the canyon. It’s too dangerous. We must act quickly and decisively, or complications will arise.”
Zheng Xie stood up to request the parachute report from the flight team.
Zhou Rong watched the old general’s majestic back with reverence, then collapsed like his bones had been removed, secretly waving: “Xiao Nan! Xiao Nan!”
Nan crouched and entered the office, quickly checking that no one was around before magically producing a lit cigarette.
Zhou Rong took a long, satisfying drag, lounging in the swivel chair with his legs crossed, hugging Nan’s waist and sighing: “This is the life I want…” Then he put on his headset, connected the channel, and lazily said: “Hey, daughter? How are you?”
In the forest beneath the waterfall, soldiers quickly and skillfully set up military green tents, keeping watch with their guns while making fire and preparing food.
“Everything’s fine so far!” Chun Cao sat cross-legged on a large rock by the tent, munching on a high-protein military beef wrap and mumbling: “Four people are missing. We lit a red smoke signal for them to gather! There are so many zombies in the canyon. We just bombed several rounds! Yan Hao’s ‘dog’s tail flower’ mode is still ongoing. Damn, we’re having such bad luck this time.”
In the communication room, Zhou Rong quickly hid his cigarette when he saw General Zheng passing by.
Zheng Xie seemed to catch a whiff of smoke, suspiciously stopping and looking around, suddenly meeting Nan’s gaze.
