Several helicopters landed in front of the building. The helipad was surrounded by wire fencing, with hundreds of zombies shuffling outside the fence.
The vast helipad inside the wire fence was empty, not a single zombie in sight.
“…Seems the revolutionary journey isn’t that difficult,” Zhou Rong muttered to himself.
According to the original plan, the team would split into two groups. Zhou Rong and three others would drive two armored vehicles to forcefully enter the helipad, while Si Nan, dressed in riot gear and carrying a gun, would transfer to a tourist bus with Guo Weixiang to find a platform for helicopter rescue.
“Yan Hao,” Zhou Rong suddenly called.
Yan Hao, about to see Si Nan off, stopped in his tracks.
Zhou Rong patted his shoulder, casually saying: “Lend me something…” and swiftly reached to pull out Yan Hao’s earring.
“What are you doing!” Yan Hao immediately dodged, springing down from the car like an arrow.
Zhou Rong roared: “Why are you wearing couple earrings with my Si Nan?”
Zhou Rong hummed and surprisingly didn’t pursue, immediately shifting his target, turning around and rushing to Si Nan, wrapping his hands around his waist, exerting force and pinning him with his equipment against the tour bus, his toes a centimeter off the ground. Si Nan: “…?” Zhou Rong bravely leaned in for a kiss. Zhou Rong hadn’t smoked for several days, but there was still a lingering, gentle tobacco taste between his lips and teeth, which was quite pleasant. His tongue explored between Si Nan’s lips, gently licking in front of tightly closed teeth, not giving Si Nan a chance to refuse. —Although the movement was swift, it was unexpectedly careful and considerate, as if that single lick transmitted countless indescribable emotions. “Wait for me to pick you up,” Zhou Rong whispered in his ear, then turned and darted back to the armored vehicle like an arrow. “…” Si Nan stood in place, his expression blank. “Chun Cao, let me go! Damn it, taking advantage when he’s vulnerable, Si Nan definitely doesn’t want this…” “Yan Hao, don’t get excited! Look, he clearly wants it!” Zhou Rong looked triumphant, quickly slipping into the driver’s seat and whistling happily. Si Nan felt like smoke was rising from his head.
But he said nothing, turning to climb into the tour bus, moving awkwardly, then sitting down in the driver’s seat, burying his face in his hands. Zhou Rong cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone: “Wait—for—me—to—pick—you—up—!” Then he waved forcefully, watching the tour bus slowly start and disappear behind the elevated bridge. Chun Cao screamed from another car: “Brother Rong! If you don’t leave now, I can’t hold back Yan Hao!” The city transformed into a massive tomb between heaven and earth, the tour bus descending from the elevated bridge, heading toward the city center. In the opposite direction, at the junction of towns, two armored vehicles sped toward the airport, zombies hovering outside the helicopter landing pad stirring at the sound, but assault rifles and mortars protruded from the car windows, mercilessly exploding among the zombies, smoke billowing. Boom— The two armored vehicles smashed through the road barriers, crushing the wire fence, creating ruins of the wall in the vibration, rumbling onto the concrete runway outside the landing pad. Many zombies were crushed into two long bloody trails behind the vehicles, and soon more zombies with broken arms and legs shakily stood up, howling and following the armored vehicles through the wall.
“Yan Hao team, prepare!” Zhou Rong’s voice came through the vehicle’s speaker: “Confirm target helicopter, I’ll drive with Yan Hao for cover, Ding Shi and Chun Cao prepare to board! Quick!”
In front of the office building, a row of helicopters in various colors was scattered on the grass. Two armored vehicles charged forward, arriving at the lawn simultaneously, spinning in perfect unison, the tail swing angles exactly matching. Swish—the grass flew up from the outer rear wheels, the fan-shaped arc perfectly parallel in midair.
“How are you two so in sync! What’s your relationship!” Chun Cao shouted, opening the sunroof and climbing onto the roof, beginning to pry open the helicopter door in front of her: “I’m going to tell on you, the new mom will be angry!”
Yan Hao: “Shut up! This is how military driving school teaches! Understand standardized movements!”
A moment of silence around them, then Zhou Rong bit his tongue hard. Ding Shi: “…New mom?” Chun Cao: “Who’s the old mom?” Yan Hao: “…?!”
Zhou Rong, knowing he misspoke, hysterically shouted: “You’re all picked up from the trash by dad! Shut up and get to work!”
Zhou Rong shouldered the mortar, and with a thunderous roar, leveled the runway, zombie bodies torn and spraying into the air like a fountain. Clang clang, two sounds of steel colliding, Chun Cao shouted: “Done!”
Ding Shi: “Brother Rong, come up!” The doors of two large helicopters were forcibly pried open by military crowbars. Zhou Rong surveyed the runway and landing pad, confirming no large zombie groups, then put away the mortar, quickly grabbing equipment and supplies from the armored vehicle and throwing them into the cabin in one go. The explosion alarmed the zombies in the office building. The helicopter company’s owner and employees in dirty suits twisted out from the main door to see them off. ”Don’t shoot, Big Ding!” Zhou Rong shouted: “We just stole their plane, killing and looting is wrong!” Ding Shi bowed to the lead zombie wearing an Armani suit: “Sorry boss, extraordinary times, understand, the military needs to temporarily occupy your personal property.” Zhou Rong slammed the armored vehicle door, jumping into the helicopter pilot seat. Not far away, Yan Hao and Chun Cao also climbed into another plane, igniting the turboshaft engine, the propellers creating massive wind, pushing the zombies off-balance. A few seconds later, two dark green helicopters slowly rose, flying toward the city center. · City district, outside the second ring road.
The business area was empty, the street still preserving the tragic scene from the moment the apocalypse arrived. Bodies eaten by zombies rotted and blackened, flies buzzing around the skeletons, rats scurrying across street corners as the bus passed; behind them, human black blood soaked the garbage, slowly flowing into the sewer. Zombies occasionally emerged from alley corners and behind buildings, reaching blankly toward the speeding bus. The gray, gloomy sky hung heavily overhead, overlooking the hellish end of the world.
Guo Weixiang looked out the window, gradually falling silent, a trace of unavoidable melancholy rising between his young brows. Suddenly he noticed another face reflected in the window behind his shoulder, and instinctively turned back, meeting Si Nan’s calm gaze.
“…Huh? What?” Si Nan studied him for several seconds, asking: “Are you worried?”
Guo Weixiang nodded, let out a long sigh, and slumped into the seat: “I’m thinking about my grandfather.” Si Nan remained quiet and said nothing. “My grandfather… hey, I wonder how he’s doing. My parents passed away early, and my grandfather raised me since I was little. He’s getting old. How did this apocalypse suddenly arrive?”
