At noon, a heavy transport plane arrived in the capital.
As the cabin door slowly opened, soldiers standing in neat rows inside held special weapons, awaiting orders.
An officer strode out of the cabin from the front of the formation and gave a standard salute to the welcoming personnel below.
"Captain Wu Hao of the First Squad of Wuming City leads the entire squad to support the capital."
"Hello, I am Zhang Bochao from the capital, responsible for welcoming you. Everyone come down, accommodation has been prepared for you. Would you like to rest first?"
The welcoming personnel looked at the well-trained soldiers inside the cabin, a look of relief on their faces.
Since the apocalypse, apart from their local garrison, it had been rare to see such a well-trained and unified team.
Wu Hao saluted again, then turned and gestured to the soldiers waiting inside the cabin.
Rows of soldiers descended from the cabin in an orderly fashion, gradually assembling in the tarmac.
All soldiers had disembarked, and the cabin door slowly closed. The plane would remain in the capital until the tasks here were completed, then it would take these people back to Wuming City.
The flight crew responsible for piloting the aircraft did not disembark with the First Squad. Their job was to ensure the normal operation of the plane.
Therefore, they would live on the plane and conduct regular checks.
"Aren't those people getting off?"
"They're not getting off. Every time we go out, they stay on the plane and check it."
"Then we'll send some food and sleeping supplies over."
"No need. We brought our own supplies. You don't need to worry about our supplies. Just find us a place to stay for the night."
In reality, when Wu Hao and his team hunted zombies outside, they mostly rested in abandoned houses.
Fortunately, each captain had a storage ring, which not only stored collected supplies but also allowed them to carry plenty of daily necessities for their expeditions.
"That's not good. You've come to help us, and you're even bringing your own food. Canned goods aren't that tasty..."
"No need. Take me to see the layout of the city walls first."
Wu Hao interrupted Zhang Bochao's attempt to continue and proactively suggested he wanted to inspect the defensive layout.
He had briefly observed the surrounding situation from the plane, but the plane landed quickly, and his view wasn't comprehensive. He needed a closer look from the city walls.
"Then these people..."
"They can wait here for me. After I've inspected the situation, I'll clear the surrounding area first."
"Not resting?"
"We've been on the plane for several hours. No need.
By the way, is Elder Fei in the city? Our City Lord Lu might personally come over later. He should arrive a bit later than us."
"Elder Fei is in the city. I'll inform others first, so that no one is caught off guard when City Lord Lu arrives."
"Yes, City Lord Lu will arrive on his personal mount, a mutated flying creature. Please inform them as well, so they don't attack when they see them on the city walls later."
Wu Hao wasn't worried about anyone being able to hit Lu Heng. The people of Wuming City knew Lu Heng's current capabilities very well.
Not only could ordinary weapons' bullets not harm Lu Heng or his mount, but even some heavy weapons were ineffective.
However, even if others couldn't harm them, it was important to prevent Lu Heng from clashing with them.
They were here to help these people, so clarifying things beforehand would prevent misunderstandings.
Zhang Bochao realized this and quickly turned to carefully instruct the people behind him.
At this moment, Wu Hao also briefed his deputy captain.
"Alright, I've told them. Elder Fei will personally wait for City Lord Lu."
Wu Hao nodded. "Then let's go. Let's check out the city walls."
The city walls of the capital were also built very high and wide. This was why the capital could withstand several zombie tides despite the generally lower combat capabilities of its personnel.
However, the lack of effective replenishment of ammunition for firearms had put the capital under considerable pressure.
Wu Hao followed Zhang Bochao onto the city wall. Standing on the towering structure, he glanced outwards from the wall.
"There's quite a bit of damage to the metal plates outside the city walls. Why haven't you repaired them? Is there a shortage of metal?"
"Yes, we've brought all the metal plates we could find nearby. This section of the city wall is too long. To protect the ancient buildings within the capital, we've enclosed the entire original capital."
"What about other metals?"
The metal on the outer perimeter of the city walls couldn't just be made of existing iron plates. Those with metal abilities could also help change the properties of metal and quickly melt and cast it onto the outer walls.
Wu Hao looked at the bewildered Zhang Bochao and asked, "Don't tell me you haven't looked for any other metals besides metal plates."
"Other metals are useless. There are no metal smelting factories anymore..."
As expected, Wu Hao slapped his forehead and looked at the man with disbelief. "Doesn't your entire capital have any metal ability users?"
"Yes, why? Their combat effectiveness is still very strong when they go out to hunt zombies."
"It's nothing. We'll talk about it later. By the way, what are the levels of your ability users here?"
"I don't know about that. I'm not responsible for that kind of work."
Wu Hao nodded again, making another mental note. It seemed he would have to summarize these points and report them to City Lord Lu, waiting for City Lord Lu to discuss them.
"Sigh!"
With a sigh, Wu Hao pointed to the road ahead. "Let's go. Let's quickly tour around and see what other problems there are."
Wu Hao glanced at the length of the city wall again and turned to Zhang Bochao, "Are there any means of transportation for patrols on the city wall?"
"How about bicycles?"
"Bicycles? I doubt we can even circle it in a day?"
Zhang Bochao scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, the electricity and energy within the city are limited, so we can only use bicycles for transportation here."
Wu Hao rolled his eyes. The former capital had truly fallen. Wuming City was much more powerful; their patrols there never had any restrictions on electricity or fuel.
Seeing that the city walls were still wide and sturdy, Wu Hao took out an off-road motorcycle from his storage ring.
The brand new off-road motorcycle, placed on the city wall, immediately drew the attention of everyone around.
This model of motorcycle was the latest style before the apocalypse. Seeing it appear out of thin air, it was at least ninety percent new.
"This... where did you pull this out from?"
Zhang Bochao, regaining his senses, instinctively touched the body of the off-road motorcycle and asked enviously.
"Let's go for a ride first, and I'll tell you later."
With a sideways movement, Wu Hao mounted the off-road motorcycle and patted the seat behind him.
"Get on."