Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 53 Not Gone

Although the metal door looks sturdy, who can guarantee that it won't break through with so many zombies?

Song Jinhe looked at the control panel with a serious expression. After the broadcast stopped, they adjusted the settings and switched it to a radio station instead of looping.

Listen to the time; it's the same recorded content, but the publisher has changed.

[This is the emergency crisis reporting channel. On April 26, heavy rain continued, and five temporary shelters in the coastal area lost contact.]

A recent research report shows that the number of infected people worldwide has exceeded 50%, an unprecedented disaster in human history. Please protect yourself, allocate food and drinking water wisely, and avoid approaching people who have been bitten or scratched! Beware of intruders!

On May 10th, the Los Angeles Shelter began taking in survivors from the surrounding area and is currently urgently expanding its defenses.

The recording ends here. It seems that this place fell to the enemy in just a few days.

Jiang Shi'an flipped down a few switches to adjust the radio channels.

We can't just let Brother Wang and his group hear what we might hear later.

On May 27th, preparations were underway to form a team of gifted individuals. The shelter welcomes gifted individuals to join and promises you...
The Vault promises you that by joining the Vault Talented, your family will have safe shelter and clean food!

The message played repeatedly on the channel, with intermittent audio amidst static, and it took several listens to piece together the complete message.

To be honest, even Song Jinhe was a little tempted by it. The ordinary and stable life she used to have was now a luxury.

The shelter is in chaos right now, with power struggles between those in power and the nascent form of a black market trading system emerging.

She didn't want to be cannon fodder. She was doing well in the villa area for now, and she would deal with the rest later.

"You all go out and rescue them first." Jiang Shi'an turned his head away. "I'll handle things inside."

Song Jinhe frowned. "The group behind them will only have better equipment, and there's also what was in this video just now."

It's too risky for one person to stay, even if there are familiar facilities and materials here.

"To save people, the two of them alone are not enough." Jiang Shi'an said in the calmest tone, bearing the greatest pressure.

Qi Sixing wanted to say, "Why do you say he's no good! How are the two of them no good?"

A boy can't say no! He can!

But before he could speak, the throbbing pain in his wound silenced him.

"You should make your move after the second group comes in; there's nowhere to hide outside."

Jiang Shi'an took out a pen and paper and drew a simple diagram. "I looked at the surrounding environment when I came in. You can go out from here, and the green forest behind can lead you around to the entrance."

The timing of the rescue was crucial; avoiding the second group of people was paramount. For anyone else in this situation, it was simply a gamble.

Only she can guarantee that everything will go perfectly.

After a moment's thought, Song Jinhe said in a low voice, "Okay, then be careful."

She knew she couldn't afford to delay, and she had to leave as soon as she was called away.

Zhuang Ting just used up too much energy, and using his talent again would probably have an impact. Qi Sixing was seriously injured and can only be considered half a person's strength.

They were lucky to get out safely, but they also had to avoid being discovered by the other side's people and rescue two companions at the same time. It was too difficult.

If they are not careful, Cheng Yan and Dai Jie will die, and Qi Sixing will also be dragged down with them. They can't afford to gamble.

Jiang Shi'an still has the ability to protect himself in this complex terrain.

Before leaving, Song Jinhe watched as Zhuang Ting and the others went out first to take out the box where Jiang Shi'an had placed the sniper rifle. Of course, she also took the weapon that Jiang Shi'an had made.

Stepping out of the control room and hearing the urgent and piercing alarm outside, Song Jinhe felt a strange sense of panic and anxiety.

She took a deep breath, looked at the faintly flickering light ahead, and handed Qi Sixing the large pair of pliers she had just found—the kind that could cut through barbed wire. "Let's go." "I'm going to take this thing? It doesn't look very smart."

If a tough guy from a family goes out to fight, carrying this thing around, you'd think he was going to steal copper wire from a construction site.

Song Jinhe's smile carried a hint of coldness as she ignored his protest. Qi Sixing was probably more inclined to confide when he was nervous.

"This way."

"Didn't you just say to go in the three o'clock direction?"

Qi Sixing was completely bewildered; this was not what they had agreed upon.

The red flashing alarm ahead was focused on the agitated zombies, making it look like a disco. How could we possibly get past this?
"Let's do a few more things before we go out." Song Jinhe said, taking a walkie-talkie out of her pocket. "You guys wait for me on the side."

This was something she had snatched from a bathhouse long ago, and had kept it in her storage space until she suddenly remembered it.

Zhuang Ting nodded and led the injured Qi Sixing away first.

Once they were far enough away, Song Jinhe turned on the walkie-talkie and faced the horde of corpses in front of her.

The cacophony was drowned out by the alarm. She released her grip, dropped the walkie-talkie to the ground, and then fired a few shots at the horde of corpses.

Gunshots, alarms, zombie noises, and footsteps rang out in a chaotic mess.

A questioning voice came through the static of the walkie-talkie.

"What happened over there, Lao Wang?"

Old Wang didn't die; he was just trapped in a laboratory by a hundred or so zombies, Song Jinhe answered in her heart.

Not chaotic enough, she smashed a few more windows before running away with her gun.

Those outside only need to know that the alarm was triggered, the zombies were alerted, someone fired a shot, and then they ran away. The more chaotic the scene, the harder it is to guess what happened inside.

She originally wanted Cai Zheng to contact the other party, who would naturally sense something was wrong and be able to anticipate the other party's prediction.

Cai Zheng was uncooperative, and she didn't want to waste her time.

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Outside the park at this time.

A one-way path through the green forest.

The young man who stayed behind to guard the area picked up the captured crossbow bolts, squinted, and aimed around, shifting his gaze from Cheng Yan's eyes to Dai Jie's temples.

"The arrow looks like it was replaced with a real one. I don't know if it can pierce a brain; I haven't tried it yet."

The man wearing a black hat chewed gum and said, "You'd better hold on tight. This thing is quite lethal, but it's not as effective as a gun. Even the most powerful person is afraid of bullets."

"Anyway, these two will die when Brother Wang comes out. Are we going to waste resources treating their injuries?" The young man looked at the hostages and smiled sarcastically.

"If things go smoothly inside after you kill them, that's fine," the man in the hat sneered. "But if something goes wrong inside, you'll be in trouble if you take two dead bodies out."

The young man's expression softened slightly, but he still wouldn't back down, "Just those few guys?"

After saying that, he rummaged through the captured supplies, disdainfully tossing aside the hard steamed bun that could be used as a concealed weapon, and took out a salt-baked chicken leg to gnaw on.
"They're driving bulletproof vehicles, but the supplies are in such poor condition."

The bread and biscuits were expired, the canned fruit was just water, and the kitchen knife had two chips in it—it was all just junk.

Off-road vehicles are still more luxurious.

(End of this chapter)