Chapter 42 Survivor Gathering Place

As noon approached, Han Shuo finally arrived at the location indicated by the marker.

From a distance, he could hear people talking coming from a courtyard ahead.

Han Shuo moved closer through the gap between the two buildings.

Hiding behind a trash can in the shadows, Han Shuo carefully observed the surroundings. At this moment, he was very, very close to the yard...

It was a single-story house surrounded by a wall several meters high, so Han Shuo couldn't see the specific situation inside the courtyard.

However, several large characters were clearly sprayed on the wall:

Survivor's Gathering Place!

He knew he had found the right place. The main gate of the courtyard was right next to him, and the gate was made of iron bars. Inside the iron bars, there were two soldiers in military uniforms, each holding a rifle and standing guard.

When Han Shuo arrived near the courtyard, he noticed that there wasn't a single living zombie; all the corpses were headless and lying on the ground, clearly having been disposed of.

"This place actually looks quite decent!"

Han Shuo hadn't expected there to be armed soldiers guarding the place, so he didn't rush over.

Although the wall blocked the view inside, Han Shuo knew from the sounds coming from the courtyard that there were quite a few people inside!

We must investigate this thoroughly!

Han Shuo slowly retreated from the shadows, his footsteps making no sound.

Then, Han Shuo went straight into the building and headed straight for the rooftop!

Once on the rooftop, Han Shuo lay down on the edge and looked down.

Perhaps because of concerns about blocking sunlight from the bungalows below, this building wasn't built very tall, only eight stories high. From here, Han Shuo could clearly see the situation in the courtyard below.

Han Shuo counted about 50 people in the courtyard, of whom more than 40 were civilian survivors judging from their clothing.

The remaining eight people were all in military uniforms!

Two of the survivors were cooking at a makeshift stove nearby, with a wisp of white steam rising into the air.

"This wasn't issued by the survivor group."

At first, Han Shuo thought it was a spontaneous gathering of survivors in the city. But after observing, Han Shuo realized that it was probably a group of people in military uniforms who had sprayed markings on the walls in various corners of the city to gather the survivors who were still alive.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came out of the inner room. The middle-aged man was also wearing a military uniform, but he was not carrying a gun.

When Han Shuo saw this person, his eyes lit up!

Because this middle-aged man was quite strong; although his clothes covered his muscles, Han Shuo could still tell at a glance what muscles were hidden beneath them.

Upon seeing this person, Han Shuo immediately thought of Captain Wang!

Yes, they look very similar!

Of course, it's not that the person looks like him, but rather that the middle-aged man's physique and style are very similar to that of Captain Wang, a superhuman.

Han Shuo was somewhat excited! He began to observe the person even more carefully.

This person's muscles weren't as exaggerated as Captain Wang's, and he was also much shorter.

Han Shuo made a quick comparison and found that his build and height were similar to the fat man's, except that he was a muscular version of the fat man, with no excess fat on his body.

"This person is very likely also a superhuman."

It was an intuition. Han Shuo didn't usually trust intuition, but today, the feeling was very strong.

The middle-aged man walked up to the two soldiers guarding the gate and spoke.

How was your morning?

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, one of the soldiers straightened his back, gave a standard military salute, and then spoke.

"Report, Captain! No zombies have been found, and no survivors have been detected!"

The middle-aged man nodded with his hands behind his back, then turned and went back into the house.

Hearing this, Han Shuo's heart pounded.

"That's right! These are the real soldiers!"

Based on the soldier's reply, Han Shuo made a decisive judgment, displaying standard military posture and meticulous communication skills.

This soldier behaved in a completely different way from the group of men in the King's team that day.

Moreover, the middle-aged man's steps as he returned to the house were extremely steady and solid, without the slightest sign of looseness.

"They weren't faking it!"

Although Han Shuo cannot currently determine whether the middle-aged man is a superhuman, he is certain that, along with the middle-aged man and the nine men in military uniforms below him, they are all real soldiers.

"Military rescue?"

Han Shuo came to this conclusion. This was the first time in a long time that Han Shuo had encountered people from the military. He had always thought that the military had long been completely overrun, but he never expected to see them here again.

"To go, or not to go?"

Han Shuo hesitated. According to the previous plan, he needed to go into the courtyard, blend in, and try to find out some information about 'superhumans' and 'alien species'.

But when he looked down at his attire, he saw a hunting rifle, a Tang sword, and even his clothes were not badly damaged.

If I just let this go, I wouldn't look like a survivor at all; I'd look more like someone with ill intentions.

"How about we hide the hunting rifle and the Tang sword first?"

Han Shuo thought about it for a moment and quickly gave up the idea.

These two weapons are his means of survival. Without them, he can disguise himself as a normal survivor and safely enter the courtyard, but if an unexpected situation occurs inside, Han Shuo will be at a disadvantage without his handy weapons.

After observing for a while, Han Shuo decided not to go over there directly at this moment, because the survivors in the courtyard were all settled together, while the soldiers were in another place.

Although the two sides were in the same courtyard, Han Shuo had been watching for so long and found that whenever a survivor tried to leave their area of ​​activity, the soldiers would shout and stop them.

Han Shuo understands that the army can rescue you, provide you with food, shelter, and a safe place to live.

However, in today's world, everyone knows that you can't easily trust others. If one or two people with ulterior motives are mixed in among these survivors, it's not immediately obvious. Therefore, the soldiers in the courtyard are still somewhat vigilant.

For example, the guns in the soldiers' hands alone are enough to make countless survivors envious!

"We need to find a way to sneak in legitimately."

Entering like any other survivor, Han Shuo survived, but he was absolutely unable to make contact with the middle-aged man from before.

He needs a suitable opportunity to show himself, and at the very least, he must be a free man. He cannot be bound hand and foot like the other surviving civilians once he enters the courtyard.

"Don't rush."

Now that he had found his next goal, Han Shuo felt much more at ease, at least he was no longer aimless like he had been the previous two days.

Today is the third day since we left the farm, and we need to allow two days for the return trip.

So there are only five days left! Han Shuo felt that five days was enough; he just needed the right time and the right identity!

A vague idea was already forming in Han Shuo's mind...