Chapter 115 Broadcast

"You think this car can take us away from here?"

Under the thick darkness of the night, the lights on both sides of the overpass extended along this long dragon from here to the northeast. The only lights made the overpass the only clearly visible place nearby.

The long bridge deck is not empty. The traces of car collisions, traces of fire and exposed corpses all prove that the tragedy has happened on this bridge. Just one look at it makes you feel suffocated.

While controlling the descent of the train, Jiang Dong and his family worked hard to find an open space on the bridge to land.

The overpass is at a certain height from the ground and will not be easily attacked by large numbers of zombies. It is the safest place to choose nearby.

Finally, they found a relatively open area on the bridge and the train landed successfully.

When the chassis of the train touched the bridge deck, the high fences on both sides of the overpass blocked the view completely, and nothing could be seen except the surroundings of the bridge deck.

Jiang Weimin tried to stick his head out several times and found that he really couldn't see anything, so he asked the rest of the family to go back to the dormitory and stayed in the cab alone to deal with any possible emergencies.

As the train station sign was erected on the overpass, people like City B, who were keeping a close eye on the train's movements, saw the new station appear on the map route.

But there was someone else who knew where the train would land before them.

…

Fifteen minutes ago, in a six-story house just across the road from the overpass, a young boy was sitting on the carpet behind the tightly drawn curtains on the fifth floor, fiddling with the radio in his hand.

He found this radio in a bicycle repair shop downstairs this morning when he and his friends were out looking for supplies. He was too busy looking for supplies to check if the radio was working, and only discovered the battery was dead when he got home.

He opened the back cover of the radio, found two old batteries from the remote control at home and replaced them, pulled out the antenna, turned the FM button, and the radio began to make a low, crackling sound.

It works!

When he realized this, the boy's eyes lit up and his hands kept moving.

The red pointer showing the frequency moved slowly, and finally, when the pointer pointed to a certain frequency, the unclear voice of a person speaking appeared in the speaker.

The boy rolled over and stood up from the carpet, walked to the window with the radio in his hand, and carefully adjusted the frequency range with his fingers, his eyes flashing with surprise.

After the mutation began, most of the city lost signal. Although his neighborhood didn't lose power, he couldn't contact the outside world.

They couldn't contact the outside world, and the rescue team outside was slow to come in. At one point, some people formed a team and wanted to leave the city, but in the end...

Later, many people who managed to survive the mutation no longer asked to leave. They stayed and tried to create their own "oasis" in the city occupied by zombies.

It is called an "oasis", but it is just a way of finding joy in misery. In fact, it can only be regarded as a refugee camp where a group of people who cannot leave huddle together for warmth.

If they could get out, no one would be willing to stay in this zombie den.

This time the boy brought the radio back just to try and see if he could hear some news from the outside world. He didn't hold much hope, but he didn't expect that the radio could actually still be used.

As his fingers moved back and forth, the sound coming from the receiver became clearer and clearer.

He turned up the volume a little, sat on the floor by the window, and listened to the sound coming from the vibrating speaker.

"...Currently, there are resettlement sites in every city, and rescue teams are working diligently... If there is any spare capacity, we hope that our compatriots will actively save themselves... Every half hour, we will announce the locations of resettlement sites in various cities across the province. Please pay attention..."

"...According to the information reported by rescue teams from various locations, tomorrow, the P City rescue team will organize rescue operations from... Street to Chaoyang Street. If there are any people stranded nearby, they can arrive at the corresponding location within the corresponding time..."

"The following is the weather forecast for some cities..."

"Now, please listen to the song 'Hope Lies Ahead'..."

"Time signal: It's now... 11:00 PM... Welcome to the Jiangbei Province rescue broadcast. We'll be announcing the locations of various resettlement sites within the province. Please tune in..."

While listening, the young boy used a pen to record the resettlement points near him in his notebook. Although he might not have the chance to go out, it is better to be prepared!

"The resettlement site in City X is in the southwestern suburbs of City X, near the former Longfeng Vegetable Planting Base... The rescue resettlement site in City Y is..."

"The expressway from Section... to Section... is blocked and impassable. Please take a detour..."

"An urgent news interruption! According to the latest news from the front lines, the mysterious flying train has begun its descent. There's an 87% chance that the nearest stop will be in the urban area of ​​City A. Citizens of City A, please pay close attention..."

"This train... currently has stops at City A Airport, City B, City N... and other places. Citizens can take the train to any city with a stop. The conditions for boarding are... Please prepare the required crystal cores in advance..."

"The crystal core can be obtained from the corpse of a zombie. The specific location is... In addition, the experts at the research institute remind the public to take precautions when obtaining the crystal core to prevent infection. Do not cut the crystal core open, otherwise it will cause a major disaster that is difficult to reverse..."

The host's voice was still on the radio, but the young boy had already stood there in a daze.

Mysterious flying train?

Although he didn't know what that thing was, he had already realized the importance of this car after listening to what was said on the radio.

As long as he could find the car, he could leave this dead city full of zombies. The broadcast also said that the car was currently in the urban area of ​​their city A.

Thinking of this, the young boy felt hot all over.

He pulled open the curtains, and the indoor light that had been tightly blocked by the curtains instantly passed through the glass, like a bright flower blooming in the dark night.

The streetlights downstairs were broken, and the overpass above blocked the view, leaving only a patch of darkness. Although there were streetlights on the overpass, from the height of his floor, he couldn't see the bridge at all.

Just when he was feeling discouraged, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright color out of the corner of his eye.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a silver "sword" slowly flying over the other side of the overpass.

The "silver sword" slowly crossed the night sky, and then landed lightly and silently on the overpass not far from his window.

He wanted to look out of curiosity, but he could only barely see a silver car roof.

…

The moon rose in the east and set in the west. When the sky was glowing again, the young boy who was leaning against the window and sleeping in a daze opened his eyes with a start.

He shook his numb legs and straightened up by supporting himself on the ground. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the silver car roof still visible on the overpass outside.

Last night, he wanted to go and take a look, but because it was too late at night and it was a bit dangerous to go downstairs, he restrained his temper.

Now it was daybreak. The young boy stretched his muscles, found two bags of bread from the box next to him, and after eating them, he took the mace and rescue rope hanging behind the door and went to the roof.

Normally, if he wanted to get on the overpass, he would have to go downstairs and then find the intersection where the overpass meets the ground. But now, there are zombies everywhere outside. Even though the place where he lives has been cleaned up and there are not so many zombies, he still doesn't dare to cross several streets alone.

What's more, the way to leave here is right in front of us. It would be a pity if we lose our life at the last moment and fail!

The boy walked up the stairs to the roof and walked towards the side of the roof closer to the overpass.

The rooftop was six or seven meters higher than his window, so he could barely see the train in its entirety. He tied a knot in the rope, threw it out, and hitched it to the railing on the overpass. After making sure it was secure, he tied the other end of the rope to the railing. Then, holding the mace, he hooked the buckle at his waist to the rope and slid out.

In just over ten seconds, the boy successfully stood on the overpass and saw the entire train for the first time.

He walked around the train, his eyes brighter and brighter.

Just as he was thinking of getting in the car to take a look, there was a loud knock on the door of a residential building not far away.

"Ahang, Ahang? Are you there?"

The young boy who heard the sound leaned on the outer fence of the overpass and looked down. Through the window of the stairwell, he saw two equally young boys wearing dark blue short-sleeved shirts with light blue jackets on the outside standing in the corridor on the fifth floor, knocking on the door of their home.

Seeing that the two men seemed to be ready to break in because no one responded after shouting for a while, the young boy Bian Hang didn't care that shouting would attract zombies. He waved his hands and shouted, "I'm here!"

The shout attracted the attention of his companions.

The two people who knocked on the door turned around and looked surprised to see him on the bridge. Just as they were about to ask, they saw him hang the lock around his waist on the rope and slide down again.

…

More than ten minutes later, bursts of exclamations came from Bian Hang's room.

"You think this car can take us away from here?"

"Is this true?"

Even though Bian Hang showed them the photos and videos of the train he had taken with his mobile phone, the two still didn't quite believe it.

Faced with the questions from his two friends, Bian Hang could only take out the radio.

"It should be true. I heard it on the radio. I just heard it last night. I opened the curtains and saw the car outside!"

The two looked in the direction of his finger and saw the silver roof of the car shining in the sun.

【Author’s words】

I guess it can be considered as the update on the 24th, although it is two minutes late. I will look for typos and make some minor revisions tomorrow.

It's true that plans can't keep up with the unexpected. My child rode his bike for an hour after school and came here before I even told anyone. Suddenly, I knocked on the door and saw him. I was so scared that I quickly called to report his whereabouts. Fortunately, I had my smartwatch with me, which had a GPS. Otherwise, I would have been so worried.

I feel tired.