Chapter 45

"The mission of this operation: cooperate with the first and second teams of the Special Operations Corps to rescue the hostages."

"The hostage's name is Zhang Quanyong, male, 58 years old, and he was the director of the H City Center for Disease Control and Prevention before the apocalypse."

"Zhang Quanyong had treated the first patient infected with the zombie virus and had the initial case diagnosis data in hand."

"The most important thing is that we recently received a survivor, a medical staff member who was at the scene at the time. She saw with her own eyes that the back of Zhang Quanyong's hand was scratched by the patient's nails, but afterwards, Zhang Quanyong did not become infected and turned into a zombie."

"We have reason to suspect that Zhang Quanyong is carrying key clues to the vaccine that can suppress the zombie virus."

"This operation concerns the hope of all mankind. We cannot afford to make any mistakes. We must not leak secrets to anyone outside the main operation. I hope everyone will be careful and cautious and complete the mission!"

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Seeing Wen Xin washing towels beside the camp, Lin Nan slipped over and said, "Squad leader."

"I just looked around and found that there are a lot of people on this operation. Some tents are even blocked by people who are not letting people get close. Is this really just a C-level zombie clearance mission?"

As he said this, he tensed up a bit: "Could it be that we are going to deal with the Zombie King?"

By now, the news that zombies can evolve has spread throughout the base, and everyone is terrified.

After all, we have all read apocalyptic novels and watched movies. With a little speculation, we know that once the zombie monster begins to evolve, its destructive power and terror will increase exponentially, and it can destroy a city in a moment.

Some of the people who were waiting for the superpowers to appear had already become discouraged and lost hope, such as Lin Nan.

Wen Xin noticed the strange thing that Lin Nan discovered on the way here.

But he has a characteristic, which is that he will not be overly curious about things that are not within his job scope.

Wen Xin said: "Since our mission is to clear the zombies and prevent members of the emerging sect from coming to attack and cause trouble, then we don't need to worry about other things."

Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing.

Lin Nan rubbed his head, feeling comforted by him.

After a while, he couldn't help asking, "Squad leader, how much do you know about the new religious sect we're going to deal with later?"

Their instructors had only heard of the emerging sects but had no specific understanding of them.

Before the departure, the person who issued the mission was afraid that they might violate taboos, so he gave him some information, which were handwritten manuscripts left by people who had dealt with the sect.

Now that the Internet is paralyzed, letters, handwritten manuscripts and printed texts, which were rarely used, have become popular again.

Wen Xin had memorized the handwritten manuscript and briefly recalled its contents.

"The name of this sect is Idealism, and its slogan is 'Idealism is the best, idealism is supreme', but there seem to be different opinions and understandings within the sect about what kind of idealism it is, and there is no consensus."

"The manuscript mentioned that the formation of this sect was full of mysteries. It seemed that on a certain day and at a certain time, a large number of people suddenly began to believe in idealism. There was no sign before that."

"What's even more bizarre is that other people, as long as they stay with them for a long enough time, even if they have never heard of their doctrines or participated in a preaching activity, will involuntarily start to shout 'idealism is the best, idealism is supreme'."

Lin Nan shuddered: "It sounds really weird."

Wen Xin felt the same way.

He wondered if this sect used hallucinogens or something like that to control its followers.

Wen Xin said, "Anyway, be careful. Nothing bad will happen."

"If you encounter people from Idealism later, persuade them to leave if you can, and use force to threaten them if they won't leave. Try not to have long contact with them."

While Wen Xin and his partner were discussing privately, others were also muttering about the difficulty of this mission.

After muttering for a while, the slightly taller man glanced at Wen Xin's face, and his eyes gradually showed something strange.

"What do you think that boy looks like?"

He smiled in a weird and obscene way: "I've been exposed to the sun in the camp for so many days, but I can't get tanned. Look at that delicate skin and tender flesh. Wow, it would be so nice if it was a girl."

Another thin man nudged him with his elbow: "I told you to keep your voice down and look more focused. Don't you know that he is Li Yongming's distant cousin?"

"If he sees you and tells Li Yongming about it, you'll have a hard time after that."

Obviously, Li Yongming's position was several levels higher than theirs, but there was no respect in this person's tone when he mentioned his name.

The tall man snorted and said, "Come on, it's been so many days, how many times have you seen Li Yongming come to see him?"

"I don't think he cares much about this distant cousin."

A man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks was sitting on the other side. He laughed strangely when he heard this: "There is nothing wrong with what he said. With Li Yongming's status, I'm afraid that even the most distant relatives would come out to kowtow to him."

"But this kid has been raised very well. Even the chief instructor took good care of him during the training camp. I'm afraid he must be someone very important."

After the sharp-mouthed man said this, the other two also figured out something was wrong.

But the tall man felt strange: "If his identity is really not simple, why would he participate in this mission?"

You know, this mission is very dangerous.

The hostage Zhang Quanyong is in the hands of the Idealist Church. The bishop who founded the sect was an ordinary office worker before the end of the world, but he controls tens of thousands of believers who obey his orders.

The southeastern region is not as devastated as City G and City Z, but there are still a large number of zombies surrounding it.

These zombies are as ferocious as wolves and tigers, but they will not attack the base camp of Idealism. If they get close, they will actively avoid them.

If the theory of supernatural evolution had not been overturned, everyone else would have suspected whether the bishop of Idealism had some superhuman abilities.

Under this premise, if Wen Xin really had some background, why didn't he avoid it? It's not like he was just wasting his life.

The question raised by the tall man really made the pointed-mouthed man a little confused.

"What's wrong?" the thin man asked, "I see you seem to care about that boy a lot, don't you have any ideas about him?"

“Wow.”

The pointed-mouthed man wanted to sneer to express his disdain, but he accidentally glanced at Wen Xin's face and swallowed his laughter.

He twitched his lips, his tone was particularly dark: "I was just wondering, isn't the person in charge of the base now surnamed Wen?"

The tall man: "What's wrong with the last name Wen... Last name Wen, last name Wen?"

They shuddered: "You mean he might be——"

"Hmph!" The sharp-mouthed man interrupted them so as not to alarm the others. "I'm just guessing. I have no evidence."

"But what does that matter?"

He suddenly changed the subject, his eyes were as sinister as a poisonous snake spitting out red letters.

"When the situation gets chaotic, we'll find a chance to knock him out and take him away."

"If he wasn't Wen Jinfeng's brother, no one would have noticed if he was killed and sold. Even if Li Yongming wanted to investigate, he wouldn't be able to trace it back to us."

"If he is..."

The sharp-mouthed man's tone became increasingly gloomy: "Then this achievement is much greater than preventing City A from rescuing Zhang Quanyong."

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With a few minutes to go, Wen Xin was stressing the operational precautions to the team members below.

He suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if someone was staring at him.

Looking up, I saw three people standing not far away.

One of the taller men met his eyes and smiled amiably, "Captain Wen, do you have enough ammunition? Do you want to cooperate with our team later?"

Hearing about the cooperation, Wen Xin's team member quickly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Captain, look at his combat uniform, he is from the second team."

In this operation, the First Detachment served as the overall commander, followed by the Second Detachment.

A food delivery team like them is unskilled in carrying out their mission, has little say, and is not given much ammunition.

The team members looked at the tall man's bulging equipment bag with greedy eyes and drooled.

Wen Xin also saw the emblem on the tall man's combat uniform.

Considering that following the detachment would greatly protect the lives of the team members, he was somewhat tempted.

Until he saw the other two people beside the tall man.

The two men took off their uniform combat uniforms and put on tactical vests.

When ordinary people see them, they will subconsciously think that they are members of the same detachment.

Except Wenxin.

Perhaps because he had memorized too many faces, he had become a little obsessed. When he was assembling the team before the deployment this time, he subconsciously paid attention to the appearance of other people.

Coincidentally, Wen Xin remembered the faces of these two people and their positions at the time.

The thin man is a member of the first team, while the pointed-mouthed man is a member of a brigade under the second team. He is standing at the front of the team and should be the captain.

Three people can't be in the same team.

They are all about to go on a mission, why are they gathered together?

Wen Xin felt something was a little strange. After hesitating for two seconds, he shook his head apologetically and said, "No need. Our route of action may be different from yours. We can't work together as a team."

The tall man persisted: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, your mission is to cooperate with our detachment to clear the zombies. It doesn't matter which way you go."

There is nothing wrong with this statement in theory.

But once the action begins, everyone has to do their job. How can we be so casual?

Before Wen Xin could respond, the man said, "It was Chief Li who asked us to look after you this time. Don't hesitate, let's go together, it's okay!"

It was these words that immediately dispelled Wen Xin's doubts.

This time the mission was issued urgently, and he set out with the main force almost as soon as he got the manuscript.

There was no time to tell Li Yongming in advance about his mission.

Suddenly, Wen Xin's face tensed, and he refused firmly, "Sorry."

Without saying much, he made a gesture to Lin Nan and the others, then left quickly with his team members.

The three people stayed where they were and followed Wen Xin a few steps in the direction he left, their eyes full of hostility.

"This kid is very alert. I think he seems to have discovered something. Tsk."

"What's next?"

"It's okay. These teams will cover and clear out the zombies before the detachment breaks out. They will eventually meet up with us, and it won't be too late to take action then."

The sharp-mouthed man looked away gloomily: "Go back to the team first, don't let others find out what's wrong."

Even though she was far away from the three people with bad intentions, the coldness in Wen Xin's heart still remained.

Why are they targeting me?

Lin Nan saw that his face looked strange: "What's wrong?"

Wen Xin said, "It's okay."

Looking at the zombies rushing towards him at the street entrance ahead with their fangs and claws bared, he let out a breath and loaded his gun quickly and efficiently.

The young man stood tall, his eyes becoming stern: "Okay, let's do it."

【Author’s words】

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