Chapter 952: Chapter 224: Five Minutes, Just Five Minutes
It’s often done during peaceful times.
And the ones who spend a fortune to make such a thing in the mountains are either doomsday enthusiasts or just have too much money, so they can only spend it on this.
At the beginning of the apocalypse, Lin Fan saw a post while surfing the internet.
"Things to Note in the Event of a Zombie Outbreak."
There was a person claiming to be a fanatic of zombies, with immense wealth, who had bought a mountain early on, hollowed it out, and turned it into a secret base.
It seemed a bit similar to the current situation.
I wonder if this base belongs to the guy who boasted online at the start of the apocalypse.
Perhaps it is.
After all, not many people across the country have such idle thoughts.
The gate that should have been tightly closed was torn open violently, creating a huge passage, with some zombie corpses lying at the entrance, and the floor flowing with viscous liquid.
Listen carefully.
You can hear a ’hiss’ sound.
The unique hoarse sound of zombies, enough to make anyone panic.
At this moment.
A zombie staggered and appeared at the entrance of the passage.
Anyone who has seen the "Zombie Album" would surely exclaim...
This is a Monitoring Zombie.
This kind of zombie is no different from ordinary zombies.
If there is any difference, it’s that this zombie is very insidious. When it sees humans, it doesn’t charge forward with a ferocious look like ordinary zombies.
Instead, it remembers the location, turns around, and leaves to report the situation.
...
Qingshui Town.
The resistance fighters were very happy, showing rare smiles as their oppressed and tense emotions were eased.
For the first time, they felt that there could be such a relaxed moment even in the apocalypse.
Some love fishing, but since the outbreak, they haven’t fished. With Qingshui Town’s environment being so good, not enjoying it would be a shame.
Some locked themselves in their rooms, not knowing what they were doing, but sobbing could be heard, perhaps mourning their close relatives. Previously, while following the main group, everyone’s emotions were suppressed, not wanting to bring negative emotions to others.
"Just relax."
Liu Tao understood their physical and mental state.
He had no intention of leaving in haste.
Enjoying this rare peace and relaxation was truly necessary.
Then he spread the map out on the table, carefully looking at the routes on the map, which had many red lines marked on it, many of which they had traveled through.
But seeing the city names on the map.
Liu Tao could only shake his head helplessly.
They truly lacked the capacity.
Thinking of the team separated from them, they left marks along the way, and by following these marks, they would surely reunite.
As the sky gradually darkened.
The bright moonlight enveloped this rarely peaceful and safe place in the apocalypse.
The resistance warriors slept peacefully.
This was a lifestyle hard for them to come by.
In the wilderness, having a stable sleep was difficult, always needing to be aware of the surroundings, waking instantly at even the slightest sound.
The mind filled with thoughts of zombies.
In a guesthouse.
"Uncle, your story is so nice," a happy five- or six-year-old girl said.
"Is it? Uncle’s storytelling is okay, but you need to go to bed early," Zhou Xiao said with a smile. He met this little girl by chance in the fields, had a brief chat, and found out that her parents had gone out to work, leaving her living with her grandmother, who turned into a zombie, making her an orphan.
He comforted the little girl, telling her that her parents must be living somewhere and would come back to see her.
In her arms, she held a small cat and told him the cat once was very badly injured, and she had healed it.
In response, he patted her head, praising her for being a kind and understanding child.
...
Morning.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of drums and gongs, accompanied by anxious shouting.
"Zombies are coming, many many zombies are coming." A townsperson ran and shouted, possibly recalling the fear of zombies, accidentally falling to the ground, but without thinking, got up and continued to spread the word.
To allow the resistance fighters a stable rest.
The townspeople took turns patrolling.
The townspeople knew this was a group of resistance fighters specializing in hunting zombies and saving ordinary survivors; their hearts were filled with gratitude despite the despair brought by the apocalypse, as they truly admired these selfless people.
The townspeople who heard the sound hurriedly ran out.
At the entrance defense line.
Liu Tao and Fang Zhan looked far ahead, frowning deeply with grave expressions at the sea of zombies approaching.
"What exactly is going on, why are zombies actively heading towards Qingshui Town?" Liu Tao was very puzzled.
Although they had always been fighting zombies outside.
They had never seen such a situation.
Fang Zhan shook his head and said, "I don’t know. Since the outbreak, Qingshui Town has never encountered such a large-scale zombie tide. Yesterday was the first time, how could there be a second?"
They didn’t understand much about zombies.
Still thought ordinary zombies were just like so.
They believed more powerful zombies only had greater strength and were foolish.
Liu Tao knew that now wasn’t the time to be thinking about these things as the zombies came with greater ferocity than even yesterday’s wave.
"Fang Zhan, you get the strong folks of Qingshui Town to cooperate with my people to resist the zombies."
This war is not a one-man war.