Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 171 Aftermath
He is a ruthless person.

Neither of them showed any sign of pain even as they died.

"I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly." She smiled sweetly as she stepped past the corpse.

"I just heard the hostages at the clinic were rescued. Was it you who did it?"

"You're faster than me," Song Jinhe said, heading inside.

People from outside are still hiding in the villa area and are fleeing forward.

Just then, Song Jinhe suddenly felt an invisible restraint surrounding her.

This power is not aggressive at all, yet it silently invades the mind, planting a tiny bit of foreign spiritual power in the most inconspicuous place.

That alone is enough to break down psychological defenses.

Song Jinhe paused, then immediately regained her composure. "What do you mean?"

"You've discovered all my talents. Curiosity, as expected, is useless to you. There are two other people running that way."

She wouldn't turn on him even in such a critical moment, just because it was a slight test.

Moreover, it's not about turning the tables; it's about understanding how psychological influence works.

Meng Yuyao's smile gradually faded.

With such a small space as the clinic, even someone as skilled as Su Lan wouldn't be able to save so many people without talent.

She probably has a psychic talent.

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The thugs who ran into the villa area were unfamiliar with the area and wanted to use the same trick as before to grab a hostage.

Zhuang Ting, who had taken a shortcut and was lying in ambush, ran right into him.

These people were unlucky; the first one to come after them was Meng Yuyao, who was then controlled to death.

Before they could even react in their panic, they were surrounded and trapped.

The blizzard continued, and the unrepaired windmills swayed in the north wind. Song Jinhe, who had just been dominating the battlefield, was now struggling to stand. The firelight melted some of the surface snow, making the ground even more difficult to walk on.

The fighting at the management building was almost over; the enemy's main force was almost completely wiped out, and the remaining remnants fled the base in different directions.

The snowstorm was too heavy, and it was nighttime, so chasing after them would be pointless.

There's still a lot of work to be done regarding the cleanup of the base.

As soon as Song Jinhe and his team returned to the clinic, they heard various cries for help.

Many people were injured, and the clinic was overwhelmed, so Jiang Shi'an went to help.

Fortunately, Director Qian was protected; otherwise, the situation would be even more chaotic, as only a few people could perform the life-saving surgery.

"Dr. Jiang, you must save my husband, Lao Zhao." Zhao Yanzhou's mother cried as she followed the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face. Zhao's father's blood had soaked through his clothes and the sheets.

“He’s so old, I’ve told him not to go out, he still wants to help out.”

Jiang Shi'an nodded. "I will do my best."

Zhao Yanzhou was also injured, with a fractured bone. These kinds of injuries, which are not particularly urgent, were prioritized later. He was still comforting his mother at the moment.

This situation is not an isolated case.

The clinic was filled with wounded people who had been brought in, and Zhang Yi went to stop the bleeding and stitch them up.

Outside, people are still cleaning up the mess to prevent a zombie outbreak; the bodies need to be disposed of overnight.

Song Jinhe and her men were professional at finishing off the enemy. They hadn't been outside for long when their clothes and hoods were covered in a layer of snow, and their exposed hair was frozen.

This kind of weather and conditions are extremely unfavorable for the wounded; someone just died before they even got to the clinic.

The original survivors from Wucheng, along with Cui Likun and Qiu Ling's team, also arrived. They were all injured, and three people had died, one of whom was Ren Ying.

Xu Yi said in a low voice, "When we arrived, Deng Yurou was already dead."

In an attempt to save her life, she suggested luring out the people who were resisting in the building, but those people ultimately didn't let her go either.

Song Jinhe looked up at the damaged streetlights in the square, and even the lights in the management building were off.