Team members rapidly jumped into the armored vehicle. Yan Hao steered with one hand and ejected his magazine out the window. Rong Zhou, as if with eyes in the back of his head, grabbed the magazine without looking back, loaded it with a click, and positioned the gun barrel on the windowsill, unleashing ammunition!
Amid the hail of bullets, the motorcycle burst through the zombie horde at high speed, crushing countless undead into rotting flesh, then racing toward the intersection. Zombies stumbled in pursuit. From above, even zombies from nearby streets were drawn by the commotion, gathering and forming an impressive, growing procession.
The gruesome horde of dismembered, bleeding, wide-eyed corpses was terrifying. But in a moment of life and death, no one had time for fear. The motorcyclist made a sharp turn at the intersection, roaring into Southeast Avenue!
A thunderous sound, and the parking lot gate slowly rose, the biochemical vehicle crushing zombies unable to dodge beneath its tires.
“Captain—” Yan Hao shouted. From the second floor, Rong Zhou supported himself on the windowsill and leaped down, landing heavily on the vehicle roof.
The armored vehicle roared with acceleration. Zhou Rong’s eyebrows jumped as he saw the motorcycle burst through the zombie encirclement, with no choice but to charge into East Street!
“Detour for support! Search for the best route!”
Zhou Rong shouted amid flying shell casings: “Prepare to turn around!”
In the driver’s cabin, the GPS screen showed changing routes, and Yan Hao immediately spun the steering wheel.
At the same time on East Street, the motorcycle rider leaned forward, rushing through the sea of corpses at lightning speed, when suddenly a dense black row of hydraulic roadblocks appeared ahead!
The motorcycle’s speed had already reached 200km/h, with the roadblocks just 300 meters away.
The motorcycle rider’s pupils contracted tightly. The dashboard’s pointer shook violently, hitting the bottom limit, with the exhaust pipe sounding like an enraged beast’s roar.
“He’s going to break through…” Yan Hao whispered softly.
Like Moses’ staff splitting the sea, the motorcycle burst out from the layers of zombie crowds, instantly charging onto the roadblock’s steel plate —
Time seemed to freeze, even the wind suddenly going silent.
In midair, the motorcycle rotated 360 degrees, drawing a blazing arc of fire.
Zhou Rong threw out a grappling hook: “Catch—”
In the wild wind, the young man extended his arm, the rope with its iron hook accurately wrapping around his wrist, then he pushed off the motorcycle, flying towards Zhou Rong.
The heavy motorcycle spun wildly, diving into the zombie tide, then erupting in a earth-shattering explosion!
Bang! With a heavy sound, the young man crashed onto the armored vehicle’s roof, rolling towards the edge from the momentum, caught mid-waist by Zhou Rong, who kicked open the roof, both falling into the vehicle cabin with a loud clang.
“Rong Ge!” “Captain!”
Team members rushed forward, helping the two up, with Yan Hao setting the autopilot and signaling a teammate to take over, quickly diving into the rear cabin: “Are you okay, Captain?”
“Hiss hiss hiss…” Zhou Rong grimaced while getting up: “My old waist…”
Behind him, the young man swiftly dodged the helping hands, stepping back to the corner and standing straight.
Through the motorcycle helmet, he silently gazed at these people.
This is a special forces team, he thought.
Surprisingly, these robust and strong team members were all Betas, and in the limited vehicle space, there was no trace of an Alpha’s aggressive pheromones.
“My surname is Zhou, Zhou as in ‘military and war’, not the ‘rong’ from Huang Rong.”
Our bullets and supplies are running low, and even refueling feels illegal during these chaotic times.”
“What do you think caused this virus outbreak? A mutated rabies virus or some genetic warfare tactic by the American powers targeting our country? We were watching the news broadcast, and last night the TV signals and shortwave radio went out. I’m sad about missing the shows I’ve followed for half a year – ‘The People’s City Management Squad’ and ‘The People’s Broadcasting Bureau’. But what I’m most sorry about is…”
Zhou Rong clicked his lighter and took a deep drag, turning back to see his team members trembling, with the side window of the vehicle wide open, wind howling in.
“We’re… leaving,” a junior member said: “Just climbed out the window…”
“When did you leave?”
“During the news broadcast.”
Zhou Rong was silent for a moment: “What a pity. I was just about to recommend ‘The People’s Development and Reform Commission’ Season 8 to him.”
The young man did not answer, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the door, passing by the two men.
Unexpectedly, as he was about to pass by, Zhou Rong grabbed his arm: “Hey…”
“Are you following me?”
The two faced each other at close range, and in the messy pharmacy, it seemed an invisible bowstring was gradually being pulled taut. After a while, Zhou Rong smiled humbly: “What are you talking about… this is so hurtful…”
“…I’m just being responsible for the people’s lives and property.”
The young man carefully examined Zhou Rong again, realizing he had misjudged earlier. This person was not from the local troops, but a discharged soldier who had stolen military equipment.
“Stop staring. Come with us. No one’s after your two packs of cookies,” Zhou Rong casually flicked a piece of splattered flesh from the young man’s shoulder. He said, “We’re going to the city center shelter to meet our teammates, pick up civilians, launch a positioning signal, and notify the local government to send a helicopter – T City will be wiped out by a nuclear bomb tomorrow. Here’s my credentials.”
Zhou Rong, with his blood-stained fingerless gloves, carefully took out a leather envelope from his chest, opening it to reveal an official document with a red stamp from the military.
He waved it arrogantly in front of the young man’s eyes, then carefully tucked the document back into his protective vest. “You can’t go anywhere alone. Individual heroism won’t work. You should accept the organization’s arrangement… What was your name again?”
A moment of silence.
The young man’s gaze fell on the overturned medicine box on the ground, which read “XX City Sinan Traditional Chinese Medicine Pieces Co., Ltd. (Yue 2011XXXX)”.
However, Sinan was very kind and did not take offense, nodding to the driver to indicate he was not disturbed, and then closed his eyes to feign sleep.
★ Chapter 4
However, Sinan was not asleep.
He tried to make his mental state completely void, like a fish swimming in the deep sea, slowly diving into meditation, capturing fragmented, cotton-like broken pieces from the depths of memory. ”…Those born weak must be under guardianship…” ”Run, run quickly!” ”The humiliation suffered today will definitely be repaid double in the future!…” ”Call your superior out,” a silhouette stood coldly at the tall iron gate, saying: “I have something to discuss with him.” The next moment, a man whose face was unclear walked forward, and before he could speak, he was punched heavily, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, falling backward! Running, cursing, voices clamoring, countless soldiers tried to stop him but to no avail. Suddenly the scene changed, with faint light leaking through the narrow window of a solitary cell, casting a cold shadow on the cement stone platform. He sat on the bed’s edge wearing an outer coat, palms pressed together, fingertips touching his forehead.
