Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 150 Sharing Misfortune
Song Jinhe looked at Zhuang Ting, "Our team has someone with a talent for gravity."

The head nurse suddenly realized, "With you all here helping out, we can all rest assured."

After everyone left, Zhuang Tingcai quietly asked, "Your attack power is that strong now?"

"It's because this thing has low weight and attacks indiscriminately." Song Jinhe sat in her first-floor office.

“Your talent can also be used to attack indiscriminately within the area of ​​effect, but these insects are incredibly resilient. You can’t fully deploy a gravity field to attack your teammates as well, so some will slip through your control of gravity.”

"You can precisely control your mental power?"

"I guess so, and it's easier for me to control my mental power than for you to control the gravity field."

It's not without its drawbacks; the physical stress is high, making it easy to lose control and mess things up.

Using one's talent makes one vulnerable to being targeted by mutated creatures or zombies of the same species.

Meanwhile, outside the base.

Several figures crouched low, hiding furtively in the darkness.

"Brother Hai, isn't there a risk in doing this?" someone asked worriedly.

"You're afraid of the risks? Are you afraid of dying?" the rough voice hissed in a low voice. "This skin disease can cause festering sores all over the body and even death. Didn't you see that?"

“We’ve fought our way here hoping to be treated. We’re all in the same boat. If the base doesn’t save us, then we’ll all suffer together!” another person chimed in.

"We've already done it, there's no turning back even if there are risks, and they don't know who it is anyway," Hai Ge's voice rang out again.

"This section of the wall isn't finished yet, and it's the weakest point in the defense. Let's take advantage of the chaos to see if we can find any medicine. If we really can't find any, we can turn around and try to make a contribution, and maybe we can get in."

As for the ordinary people inside, they can't care about others' lives or deaths at this time; if someone dies, it's just bad luck.

"Brother Hai has the best ideas."

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Cheng Yan opened the food they had brought in with a cloth bag, and tears of emotion streamed down her face. She quickly finished eating it in her office during her break.

After several days of stale, salty luncheon meat for work meals, I could only say I wasn't starving. The rare treat of eating something fresh was at least accompanied by a bowl of seaweed soup.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie crackled to life, and Gu Huai's voice came through the static.

"Jinhe, is there any capable member of your team named Qi Xing?"

"Are you saying I'm capable and competent?" Qi Sixing perked up immediately.

Song Jinhe walked to the window and could barely hear the second half of the sentence: "Zombies have appeared in North Second District. It must have been deliberately lured here. I also contacted Su Lan and another team."

North Second District, the entrance and exit for transporting building materials. That area is not yet completed and is very dangerous. If zombies get into the air-raid shelter, the construction workers living inside will all be in trouble.

"I understand, we'll be there as soon as possible."

After disconnecting the walkie-talkie, everyone in the office composed themselves.

"Do you need me to come over?" Zhuang Ting and Zhang Yi asked in unison.

Song Jinhe shook her head.
"Gu Huai has a team he can mobilize. He contacted me because of Qi Sixing's talent. You can stay."

Besides them, there is another team guarding the clinic, and they are quite strong, but I'm afraid that things might go wrong again and the situation from yesterday could happen again.

"If things get bad, run outside immediately. If you can't run, hide in an empty room, grab a walkie-talkie and wait for rescue. Saving your own life is more important."

“No problem.” Zhuang Ting nodded to her.

He'll keep the clinic going if he can, and give it up if he can't. He won't let them waste their lives here.

"It took me ages to get in, and now I have to go out again." Qi Sixing put on his mask. Song Jinhe contacted the lab via walkie-talkie; it was the assistant speaking.

"Miss Song, Professor Jiang hasn't rested since last night and is still in Laboratory Number Two. I'll go and wake him up now."

"No need, just let him know the situation here when he's done with his work."

Song Jinhe put away the walkie-talkie, found a window with few insects, and rushed outside with Qi Sixing.

The fear of being dominated by insects has returned.

Once you're unfamiliar with something, twice you get used to it, and three times it doesn't matter.

Stepping over the corpses of insects to leave the central area, before even reaching North 2 District, I heard the sound of silenced gunfire and the flash of incendiary bombs.

The person, who was completely covered up and radiant, stood out conspicuously, and the others next to him were probably Su Lan's teammates.

Just as the zombie climbed up through the gap by stepping on its companions, Song Jinhe 'bang' it missed its target with a torch and instead kicked it twice.

"The patrol teams would check the surrounding area every now and then, and also figure out where all these zombies came from?"

Qi Sixing was stunned when he saw the situation below. In the darkness he could see, there was a huge wave!

Who could attract so many zombies without getting hurt?

“There weren’t originally this many; they were attracted by the mutated zombies,” Gu Huai said.

Even with a silencer, there will still be sound and light, and since it's nighttime, the mutated zombies can sense a wider range.

"Jinhe?"

Everyone is wearing protective suits now, so we can only tell who is who by feeling.

"Why are you here?" Gu Huai was taken aback.

Wasn't he only borrowing from one person?
This place is too dangerous now. The lights over there were broken by zombies, and we're not even sure if any zombies have sneaked in.

Even those with exceptional talent can be ambushed and killed by zombies.

If anything were to happen to her, how would he explain it to Brother Jiang? Brother Jiang had worked tirelessly day and night to research ways to save her, only to find his wife gone. He'd go crazy!
"I just came over and found a gap at the three o'clock position, and zombies are piled up like a human pyramid."

Gu Huai raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck, knocking down the zombie that was about to succeed.

Qi Sixing took the rifle. His eyesight was better than his night vision goggles, so one shot, one kill was no problem.

In the shadows cast by the lamplight, several agile zombies darted through the piercing traps made of broken steel bars, leaving afterimages in their wake. Bullets landed on the buildings and barbed wire around them, but couldn't hit them.

Song Jinhe held her breath, aimed carefully, and fired a bullet the instant the two zombie figures crossed paths.

A zombie was shot in the leg and, losing its support, fell off the steel bars.

Zombies attacked her? It's more like she attacked the zombies.

"Don't worry, if I couldn't fight, I wouldn't have come."

Gu Huai gave her a stern gesture, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

That marksmanship is too good to be true without systematic training.

Suddenly, screams erupted amidst the chaos.

A few zombies still managed to get in. With such a fierce battle, the unfinished facilities in the North Second District couldn't withstand it any longer. One barbed wire fence was almost pushed down, and the area that the lights could illuminate was even smaller.

In the pitch black, Song Jinhe moved nimbly among the zombies, and no one noticed that she was only sniping at the zombies trying to climb in through the gaps and wire mesh.