Chapter 162 The End of the Road

"This mission is extremely dangerous. You two teams have the smallest number of people, so you must pay attention to your safety."

Gao Yang quickly came to his senses and no longer paid attention to Jiang Zhan. Instead, he gave serious instructions to Qiao Yu and Ding Baian.

It’s fine if there are only five people in the fourth-level team, but why is there also a five-person second-level team joining in the fun?

"But having more people doesn't necessarily mean safety. And we have quite a few of them." Qiao Yu didn't miss the flash of disdain on Gao Yang's face. He raised his hand and pointed nonchalantly at the mercenaries lined up neatly under the shade of a tree not far away. "That army is ours too."

Although they were sent to protect Yu Qingchuan, Yu Qingchuan was theirs, so "rounding it off", that army was theirs!

The air suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

Then they heard Qiao Yu say in a very worried tone, "You must...do your best on this mission!"

“…”

For some reason, they all heard in this sentence that Qiao Yu was worried that they would be a drag.

Is it their illusion?

After registering at the gate of the base, the convoy set off in a mighty procession.

Mingxia Mountain is relatively far from the base, and under the road conditions in the apocalypse, it will take at least an afternoon to get there.

The mercenary group sent to protect Yu Qingchuan was subordinate to Commander Xie Pingan of the Eastern Legion.

Because of the previous incident with Yin Ji, Qiao Yu did not have a good impression of Commander Xie, whom he had never met before, but according to Yu Qingchuan, Commander Xie seemed to be a good person.

"I heard from the people at the research institute that the previous mission to collect samples in Mingxia Mountain and this mission to rescue Professor Kang were both rewards offered by Commander Xie." Yu Qingchuan said to Qiao Yu while driving.

I don’t know if Yu Qingchuan has a masochistic tendency. He could obviously ride in the same car with the mercenary group, without having to drive and still enjoying all-round protection, but he insisted on squeezing next to Qiao Yu and sat in the driver’s seat very consciously.

"This only shows that he values ​​the research at the institute." Qiao Yu curled his lips. "People who value research aren't necessarily good people."

Isn’t Han Ming a good example?

"Maybe." Yu Qingchuan shrugged. "But I heard that he has a good personal relationship with Professor Kang. I think that anyone who has a personal relationship with Professor Kang should have good character, right?"

"That really shouldn't be too bad."

Before Qiao Yu could continue speaking, Cheng Sinian next to him immediately took over.

Qiao Yu glanced at Cheng Sinian, who had remained silent since leaving the house, and felt slightly relieved.

This guy finally spoke.

He was usually the noisiest one, and she was a little uncomfortable with him suddenly becoming so quiet.

"The teacher is a proud and arrogant person who never likes flattery." Cheng Sinian smiled slightly. "That old man has a very bad temper. If he is not a man of good character and keeps his word, he would not give any face to the emperor even if he came..."

He still remembers that when he was a child, he went to his aunt's house to play. Whenever the teacher came, a black Maybach would follow the teacher and stop at the door of his aunt's house.

The three men in the car were obviously not ordinary people. But no matter how bossy or humble they were, the teacher always stood up straight and never gave them a good look.

But as he thought about it, Cheng Sinian couldn't laugh anymore.

The teacher was such a proud and arrogant person, he had no idea how he could lower himself to the level of Professor Lan who never taught graduate students in the Department of Neurology at University A.

The teacher...really gave a lot for him...

Qiao Yu looked at Cheng Sinian's mood, which had finally improved, and saw it begin to fall again, and sighed silently with some helplessness.

Sometimes people really can't control their emotions.

If he had never heard of Professor Kang, Cheng Sinian would still have held on to a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Even though he knew that the end of the world was difficult and Professor Kang might no longer be alive, he could still deceive himself.

Maybe he's just in another city, maybe he's still alive and well...

But now, he has clearly learned that Professor Kang is still alive, but at the same time he also knows Professor Kang's current critical situation.

How could he not be anxious...

A day and a half had passed since Professor Kang sent out the distress signal, and it would take another two days for them to reach Mingxia Mountain. In the apocalypse, even a single mistake could lead to death.

Professor Kang’s current situation may really be... not optimistic.

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Just as Qiao Yu expected, Professor Kang's situation at this time was almost at the end of the road.

The special protective suit he was wearing was already in tatters, with blood oozing out of two of the damaged areas.

Professor Kang touched his swollen left ankle, and the softness at the joint of the bones made him realize that it was broken.

"Professor... our food and water will only last us another day at most." A researcher, wrapped in gauze, sat down beside Professor Kang with difficulty, pursing his dry lips. His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse. "We've used up all the medicine we brought, but Chen Yu and the others' injuries are still worsening... I'm afraid... they won't make it tonight..."

Professor Kang looked haggard, with sunken eye sockets and chapped lips, but his back was always straight.

With trembling hands, he opened the backpack beside him with some difficulty, took out half a flattened piece of old-fashioned bread, handed it to the researcher, and whispered, "Here... share it with them."

The researcher didn't take it, and suddenly burst into tears, "Professor Kang, please eat something... If you don't eat, you will really die here..."

They went through untold hardships and finally obtained the sample, and fought desperately to escape from the alien tide.

There were 26 people in the group, 17 of them were killed and 5 were seriously injured.

They have been trapped in this cave for four days, and now all the remaining people are relying on Professor Kang as their spiritual pillar to hold on.

Professor Kang hadn't eaten in a long time to save food and water. When he was thirsty, he only drank his stored urine...

He had personally stuffed this half piece of bread into Professor Kang's backpack the day before they obtained the sample.

A palm-sized piece of bread, after so many days, there is still half left...

"Professor...you really...really can't be in any trouble..."

Professor Kang struggled to stuff the bread into the researcher's hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid... I'm fine. I ate a few candies before, so I'm not... very hungry. You go... you go give it to them..."

The oldest of these children is only in his thirties, and the youngest is less than twenty years old.

If they hadn't followed him and risked taking samples, they could have been fully protected by the military at the base.

He was half buried in the ground, and he had managed to hold on until now, which was enough...

Even if they were destined to die here, he absolutely could not let these children die before him...