Liu Peng paused for a moment, then his expression fell, and he threw the military dagger in his hand aside. "Du Ze was bitten by a zombie! He just went berserk and killed everyone. I took advantage of the chaos and found an opportunity to stab him."
His voice trembled as he spoke, and the loose skin on his face, caused by excessive indulgence, sagged slightly, but the wary glint in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Are you alright? That bastard Du Ze pushed you down just now, I was worried about you!" Liu Peng said, looking Sun Lu up and down anxiously, his blood-stained right hand on her shoulder.
Sun Lu disgustedly shook off his hand. "Just talk, don't touch me. If you touch me one more time, I'll chop your fingers off!"
After being scolded by Sun Lu, Liu Peng sheepishly withdrew his hand and awkwardly stepped aside, saying, "Oh, I was just concerned about you, don't be ungrateful."
During the brief pause in their argument, Xu Yi and Xiao Yu had already examined all the nearby corpses.
Xu Yi frowned slightly behind his glasses. "All the victims suffered penetrating wounds that killed them instantly, just like the mutated zombies we just saw. A bone spike pierced through their spines and through their hearts."
"Could it be that Du Ze inherited the zombie's ability after being bitten by it?" Xiao Yu speculated, rubbing his chin. "Actually, this ability is not bad. It has bone armor and can attack from a distance. It would be great if it could be inherited without injury."
Lu Sheng remained silent, subtly observing Liu Peng. "Where did you find the things?"
"They're all on Liu Peng's men. Let's all search together. The sooner we find them, the sooner we can get back to the base and leave this damn place." Liu Peng couldn't help but smirk when he saw that Lu Sheng wasn't going to delve into Du Ze's death.
I thought he was so smart, but he just made up a few sentences to fool me.
The girls were still very young, their life experience was like a blank sheet of paper, and compared to him, a seasoned veteran with more than ten years of work experience, they were still too inexperienced.
Liu Peng breathed a sigh of relief, and his movements as he searched for things became much more relaxed.
The group divided the work in the laboratory, with Liu Peng having his back to Lu Sheng and the others. While pretending to search, he casually stuffed the crystal cores and other valuable items found on the corpse into his personal space.
He thought he had done something perfect, but little did he know that every move was being watched by a pair of amused eyes behind him.
Zhao Fan huddled in the corner, trembling as he looked at Liu Peng, who was like a smiling tiger, too scared to even breathe.
"Don't say things you shouldn't say. Be a good girl and listen to me. When we get back to the deep space base, I'll make sure you live a life of luxury." Liu Peng used the excuse of looking for something to get closer to Zhao Fan and threatened him in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. At the same time, he put his index finger to his Adam's apple and made a throat-slitting gesture.
Zhao Fan bit her lip hard to suppress the sob in her throat.
Liu Peng wiped out everyone in the lab in just one second. If it weren't for her knowing the layout of the research institute and being able to act as a guide, she would definitely be lying among those corpses now.
Having survived the apocalypse for so long, Zhao Fan has become very adept at assessing situations.
She has no connection with Lu Sheng's group, so even if she asked for help, she might not get a response. Moreover, given the extent of Liu Peng's indiscriminate attack, even if she spoke up, it might not be of any use.
After weighing the options, Zhao Fan chose to remain silent.
As long as I'm alive, that's enough. No matter what it takes, I just need to survive.
After searching separately for a few minutes, Liu Peng pretended to hand some unimportant documents to Lu Sheng, saying, "That's all. There's nothing of great use. It's probably just made up by those survivors from the Qingshan base."
“Then let’s go back first. So many people have died, we have to go back and give an explanation.” Sun Lu, without suspecting anything, snatched the documents from Liu Peng’s hand and glared at him as she spoke.
Lu Sheng didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at Liu Peng and Zhao Fan standing side by side and said, "It's getting late. If we haven't made any progress, let's head back."
Liu Peng nodded, then turned and helped Zhao Fan up with a smile. "Miss Zhao is injured. I'll help her back."
Zhao Fan knew he was afraid she would say something inappropriate, so she could only force a bitter smile that was more like a grimace, nod at Lu Sheng and the others, and reply with a contradiction between her words and her heart, "Thank you, Director Liu."
Thanks to Du Ze and his team, the mutated zombies in the corridor had been mostly cleared out. The remaining scattered mutated zombies were leaderless, and with Nian, the humanoid cheat code, Lu Sheng and his group left the research institute smoothly without encountering any obstacles.
After passing through layers of miasma, Lu Sheng led everyone back to the car, where the wounded were already craning their necks and eagerly waiting.
Seeing that only a few people had returned, someone immediately asked suspiciously, "Where's our captain? Where are the others? Why are only a few of you back?"
"Explain yourself clearly, or we won't leave!"
"That's right, you have to give us an explanation of how our captain died!"
Half of the wounded were from the Falcon Squad, and seeing that none of their own men were among the returning team, they immediately sensed something was amiss.
Seeing the emotional turmoil among the wounded, Liu Peng cleared his throat and put his hands behind his back in a pretentious manner. "I am also very saddened by the sacrifice of so many brothers, but this is not your first mission. You should know that the rewards and risks are proportional. This time the casualties are quite serious. When I get back, I will discuss with the relevant departments at the base to distribute the contribution that the remaining people should have received equally among the rest of the team."
"Oh, right. The Falcon Squad has been incredibly dedicated to the base, so I'll apply to have the remaining contribution points on Du Ze and the others' identity cards divided equally among you guys."
Upon hearing that the deceased's due contribution could be divided equally, the previously agitated crowd instantly fell silent.
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