The Undead

Tang Hao: “…Hey, I’m saying, has anyone ever worked on communication skills… never mind.”

The waterfall roared, reflecting countless rainbow-like lights in the sunshine. They bypassed the camp from a distance, with Sinan never releasing a signal flare to notify the main group, and Tang Hao didn’t mention it either. They walked with frequent stops.

After walking along the riverbank for about a meal’s time, the terrain suddenly rose, with the river sharply descending, creating a cliff about seven or eight meters high. Tang Hao observed for a long time, standing hesitantly: “Maybe… this should be the place. That night during the breakthrough, the zombie horde chased us, and I got separated from the others in the rush…”

Sinan suddenly asked: “They didn’t look after you?”

Tang Hao laughed bitterly: “Everyone’s bullets were spent, it was pitch black, zombies were everywhere, visibility was less than half a meter. How could they care about me in such a situation?”

Sinan nodded, remaining silent, half-kneeling at the cliff’s edge, carefully looking at the river, lost in thought.

Tang Hao looked at his back, feeling he sometimes couldn’t understand this former White Eagle instructor. He had unhesitatingly betrayed the A country where he’d lived for over twenty years and showed no emotional attachment or nostalgia after coming to C country. He seemed responsible for the 118 special forces teammates but showed no emotional response after seeing the critically injured Guo Weixiang, only calmly and decisively administering medication.

When everyone gathered, he was the most low-profile and silent. But when the group encountered difficulties, he was the first to step up and solve the problem.

No one could know what was in his mind, and no one could predict his next unexpected action.

Tang Hao lowered his gaze and after a moment, looked up and asked, “Hey, does this environment look familiar to you?”

“No. Why?”

“I was thinking… if you had remembered the route after crash-landing and come with us a few days ago, maybe we could have found the antibody immediately.”

Sinan glanced back at him: “Why make such an obviously non-existent assumption?”

Tang Hao forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: “Nothing. Just afraid that with only this one antibody sample, something might happen and it would be gone forever.”

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