Chapter 580, Contaminated Zone 6 (Part 4)

If that thing really is hiding above my head.

According to the atmospheric division, the troposphere is 8-15 kilometers above the ground, the stratosphere is about 50 kilometers above the ground, and the thermosphere is about 600 kilometers above the ground.

As for the exosphere, it can extend to over 10,000 kilometers and gradually transition into space.

From which floor will it be watching her?

Yun Zhao decided to give it a try.

She never tested the limits of her abilities, even in the polluted area of ​​Nanjing No. 320, where the height at which she tore through the sky was only about the stratosphere.

She wouldn't be able to sleep until she figured it out quickly.

Yun Zhao tilted his head back, and through his sunglasses, the sun appeared so gentle.

She slightly raised her hand, and a bluish-green glow emanated from her fingertips, when suddenly a sound came from not far away.

What are you planning to do?

Jiang Mu appeared out of nowhere, standing lazily at the entrance of the opposite tent, sizing her up.

His question was very interesting.

Instead of asking "What are you planning to do?", ask "What are you doing?"

Yun Zhao paused, then replied truthfully, "I want to see what's in the sky?"

Jiang Mu didn't seem surprised. He strolled over slowly and gave a meaningful look. "What else could be in the sky besides the sun?"

"Why don't we wait for the others to come back and go home early while it's still cool at night?"

Yun Zhao understood his implied meaning and slowly withdrew his hand.

He's right. To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, we should wait until everyone is present before taking any action.

Jiang Mu glanced around but didn't see that clingy person. "Where's Xie Turen?"

Yun Zhao shook his head. "I don't know."

He might have thought she was asleep and went out to get some meat. Or perhaps he noticed something was wrong and went to investigate.

Jiang Mu shrugged, not paying much attention.

A battle-hardened S-class sentinel wouldn't be in trouble at the camp.

He walked over to Yun Zhao and stopped beside him, then asked, "Have you managed to contact the rest of your team?"

Yun Zhao glanced at him and raised the communicator on his wrist. "I just sent a message in the group, but no one responded. They're probably still in the contaminated area."

Jiang Mu glanced at her communicator. The Zero Team's small group chat was quiet, with no one popping up. The top message was a "Peaceful" emoji from Yun Zhao.

He looked away and said slowly, "What a coincidence? It's the same on my end too."

"Why aren't you sleeping?" came another voice from afar.

Yun Zhao looked up when he heard the sound and saw Xia Mingang lift a corner of the tent flap, revealing half of his face.

He also did not go to sleep.

Considering the sentries' keen senses, the tents in the rest area are spaced about thirty meters apart.

Xia Mingang's tent was at the very edge.

It's quite far.

Yun Zhao couldn't see clearly, so he waved to him, signaling him to come out.

Xia Mingang simply pulled back the curtain, exposing himself to the blazing sun, and walked towards this side.

He changed his clothes.

He replaced his tattered trench coat with a new combat uniform, the style of which was simple and neat, making him look as upright and sharp as a knife.

That is, if you ignore his multicolored hair and the sparkling earring in his right ear.

The little bluebird snorted, its eyes full of disdain.

Xia Mingang walked up to the two of them, standing lazily with his hands in his pockets. "The sunlight is too bright, and the tent is stuffy and hot. I can't sleep at all."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Yun Zhao, and he asked curiously, "Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"It's convenient for watching the sun," Yun Zhao replied, while looking down to send a message to Xie Tu, asking where he was.

Jiang Mu lifted his eyelids and glanced at the patrolmen in the far distance out of the corner of his eye.

As the lead combat team, we frequently interact with reinforcements due to mission requirements.

The faces of the other soldiers on duty in the camp were all familiar.

Everyone was very lively, nodding and greeting each other when we bumped into each other, and answering questions fluently. Apart from the small number of people and the absence of the most familiar adjutant, there was nothing wrong with the situation.

But even though they were all his own people, in his own camp, and everything around him, he always felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Jiang Mu couldn't pinpoint the source of this feeling.

He attributed it to intuition.

"Go and inform Fu Yu and Xie Tu to come over," Jiang Mu instructed Xia Ming'ang quite naturally.

Xia Mingang exploded at the slightest provocation, "Do you think I'm some kind of errand boy? Why don't you go yourself?"

Seeing the two start arguing again, Yun Zhao took two steps back.

Jiang Mu noticed her subtle movements, turned his head and said speechlessly, "Why are you hiding? Do you still remember you're the captain?"

Yun Zhao felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at from all sides.

The communicator showed full signal strength, but Xie Tu didn't reply after the message was sent.

This is very abnormal.

With Xie Tu on her mind, she didn't hear him clearly and absentmindedly replied, "Does the captain have to deal with arguments?"

As long as I don't disturb her.

Jiang Mu: "..." This question stumped him.

Fortunately, Yun Zhao quickly realized, "There's no need to just stand here, let's go find someone together."

*

On the other side.

On the way to the medical tent, Xie Tu discovered two more chamomile vines behind a very well-hidden dead tree trunk.

This temperate plant grows only in South America; it was nowhere to be found in China in the old days.

Xie Tu squatted down, his fingertips lingering on the surface of the vine. The dark red veins contracted abruptly the moment he touched them, and a viscous, transparent liquid seeped from the edges of the leaves.

It feels slightly sticky on the fingertips, and when you get close, you can smell a very faint, sweet, fishy smell, like rotten honey.

Clearly, this is something from the contaminated area.

Is it possible that, unlike the mutant species, the chamois is a variant inside but becomes normal vegetation after it comes out?

impossible!

This theory simply does not exist.

The mutation is irreversible; I have never heard of any plant or animal that, after mutation, can return to its original form.

unless……

Xie Tu recalled the patrolling sentries he had encountered on the road, as well as the soldier on duty who had just spoken with Fu Mo.

It looks too normal.

Everyone seemed to be programmed to make the most timely and reasonable responses.

Just like... Minister Duan in the information.

Xie Tuzhi stood up and strode towards the medical tent, dialing Minister Duan's number again as he walked.

He needs confirmation.

Information exchange alone is not enough to discern the truth, but as Minister Duan's direct superior, Xie Tu is most familiar with him. After a minute of conversation, he can find the loopholes.

"Beep...beep..."

As before, no one answered the phone after it was dialed.

Xie Tu narrowed his eyes and walked to the entrance of the medical tent. He suddenly lifted the curtain, startling the people inside.

The medical tent has a spacious interior.

Two wounded sentries lay on cots, one shirtless with his shoulder bandaged, the other lying flat with his injured leg propped up.

Their four teammates, who were guarding inside, turned around at the same time, saw who it was, and stood up in unison.

"Thank you, Captain..."

Xie Tu nodded, glanced around, and sure enough, there were no medics in the tent. He said calmly, "Go and call the others. We need to evacuate immediately."

Evacuation?

The six men looked puzzled, but instinctively obeyed the order. One of the sentries stood up and ran outside, saying, "Okay, I'll go and inform them."

Xie Tu added, "Go in two people, and don't alert the people in the camp."

"yes."

Two teams, totaling fourteen people, belonged to the Dawn Base and the Sunrise Base, respectively.

Xie Tu did not ask them about their meetings and interactions with the other people in the camp.

When people arrive at a "safe" place, they will naturally lower their guard. If you can fool them, you can also fool these sentries.

He waited in the tent for the group to assemble, and soon the three familiar faces came into view.

"We've been looking for you everywhere, what are you doing here?"