Chapter 64 Self-help
"Victory in war is achieved by the people pushing their carts forward."
If a car could be driven from the city to our area, why would we still be waiting for rescue? If a car could be driven from the city, we wouldn't have to wait for rescue. I could drive my whole family to the rescue camp myself.
[Don't even think about it. I've added the customer group for the fresh food supermarket near us. It has customers from every neighborhood. I've already said that I didn't see any cars on the road.]
[Impossible, right?]
[I advise everyone not to be too optimistic. This helicopter is probably not here to rescue us. Otherwise, why would they only send such a small number of people?]
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[Impossible! Absolutely impossible!]
That car parked here has been a huge internet sensation these past few days. How could the government not see it? How could they possibly not care? Although there are fewer helicopters this time, they're probably just the vanguard, with the main force following behind.
[If you don't believe me, forget it. It's just my guess.]
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"Actually, I kind of feel like they're not here to rescue us. If they were setting up a safe zone, it wouldn't be this small of a show."
"You're right. I just checked online. The main force is still carrying out rescue work in the southeast. I'm guessing we're just a small team here."
"What should we do? They're just going to ignore us? Don't the higher-ups know about the car?"
[I guess they came here because they knew about this, but it's obvious that this won't happen overnight. At least today, it's hard to sleep peacefully with someone protecting you!]
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[Have you noticed that the noise outside is quieter and less intense?]
[Indeed, what's going on? Can anyone tell me?]
[Hot weapons are just different! All the zombies downstairs are down! What a relief!]
I'd like to take this opportunity to go to the supermarket at the entrance of the community to pick up some things. Is there anyone willing to go with me?
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[There seems to be no movement outside. Are they going to ignore the pile of blood on the ground?]
[I feel helpless! There are so many people in this city, so many places, how many rescue workers are there?]
"We can't just wait for others to save us. I'm going to go down and help clean up the bodies. Anyone want to join me?"
"Huh? It's so dangerous out there, and we don't have guns. What if we run into zombies?"
"We can't just sit there and wait, can we? This is our home. If we attract zombies, we'll only be affected by them."
The government is currently limited in its capabilities and can't handle so many issues. If you want the government to establish a safe zone here sooner, shouldn't you personally contribute and help them clear as many obstacles as possible?
[It really needs to be cleaned up, otherwise it will attract more zombies sooner or later.]
[Take me with you. You guys wait for me. I'll change my clothes and go downstairs.]
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Where should we clean up so much?
[The square in front of the train station is quite large, so let's pile it all up there and burn it!]
[I'm going too. There's a wheelbarrow in my basement that I used to transport cement last time!]
[There's a small blue tricycle downstairs in Building 7. It's mine. I still have the key. Feel free to use it if you need it!]
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Outside the community, the helicopter was still hovering in the sky.
The fully armed soldier standing in front of the cabin door put down his binoculars and took out his walkie-talkie to report, "Block 2 has been cleared."
After a while, a voice came from the intercom, "Roger that. Block 3 has also been cleared."
The streets that were once filled with swarms of zombies are now lifeless, with only fallen corpses and dirty, bloody body parts.
Even though he had participated in rescue operations many times and witnessed many big scenes among the zombies, the young soldier couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Before coming, they were shown the nearby surveillance footage. They thought they had enough information about the situation nearby, but they didn't expect the actual situation to be much more serious than they thought.
"Block 1 has also been cleared, and the area along the railway line has been confirmed safe."
"Got it, got it."
A report came from the intercom, and soon the three helicopters that were separated for their missions gathered together again.
They didn't bring many people with them this time, and with only three helicopters, they were unable to clean up the debris left on the ground. The captain in charge of this mission took a look below and decided to go back and report before bringing people to deal with the remaining problems.
Unexpectedly, when they were about to leave, residents wrapped tightly in bundles came out one after another from the nearby residential buildings.
They glanced at the helicopter in the sky, waved silently, and then gathered in groups of two or three, dragging the bodies on the street together.
The bodies were piled together and then set on fire.
Thick smoke billowed into the sky from everywhere, and even at high altitude, the smell of burning flesh and grease could be smelled. This smell covered up the already strong smell of blood and also concealed the deep unease that existed in the hearts of nearby residents.
Gradually, residents who saw the situation outside came out of their homes and joined the team cleaning the streets.
The soldiers who saw this situation from above were stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly. After reporting the progress of the mission to their superiors, they did not leave, but hovered around to keep watch for them.
The square in front of the train station is quite large. Although it is a bit troublesome to divide all the bodies into small piles, the flames will not be that big, and the risk of causing a fire is relatively small.
But it was obviously impossible for just a dozen or so people to handle so many bodies. Fortunately, many people nearby saw people moving around on the street and mustered up the courage to go downstairs.
One person, ten people, a hundred people, several hundred people...
With everyone working together, the cleaning speed immediately increased a lot.
Throughout the afternoon, black smoke continued to rise from the streets near the train station, and the fallen zombies were dealt with.
But when humans came out to move around, they also attracted a lot of new zombies. But because there were helicopters on duty in the air and there weren't too many zombies, they were able to handle it.
The footage of people clearing out the zombies was transmitted to the temporary command and rescue center via the helicopter's surveillance equipment, and everyone watched intently.
When the train arrived that morning, the rescue effort was at a critical stage, and they were unable to allocate additional personnel to investigate. However, they hadn't anticipated that even this brief delay would allow the situation at the train station to spiral out of control, forcing them to watch helplessly as tragedy unfolded. The tragedy they witnessed through the surveillance cameras and the feeling of helplessness weighed heavily on their hearts.
But now, Zhao Jingyu, who stayed in the conference room, looked at the transmitted images and couldn't help but clapped his hands on the table and shouted "good" several times.
His eyes were wet, but there was a rare smile on his face.
"Okay, okay, that's how it should be, that's how it should be!"
He had never felt so relaxed since the end of the world.
Although City B is not large, the total population of all its counties and districts is over 8 million. However, the number of people currently participating in the rescue and those who have been rescued and confirmed to be safe is less than 10% of the city's total population.
Their abilities were limited and they couldn't do much. If they delayed any further, they might just have to watch the entire city fall, and by then, their current command center wouldn't be safe either.
The pressure on their leadership has been enormous these past few days. In order to ensure the survival of as many people as possible, they can only strive to rescue while hoping that the citizens can save themselves.
Now that he saw what he wanted to see, how could he not be happy!
The other people who saw this scene also showed joy on their faces.
The usually serious leader beside him also clapped his hands, "That's great indeed! Only when the majority of people take action will there be hope!"
The leader of the rescue team gave an order on the spot, "Stay there and protect the citizens who are cleaning the streets."
Others who saw it were happy too.
"I've read in books before that victory in wars was achieved by the masses pushing carts, but I never thought I would be able to witness such a scene in my lifetime."
“Who says it’s not?”
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The people who had just pushed the cart had no idea of the excitement and emotion of their officials.
The zombie bodies were all burned, but the dried blood stains left on the ground were not so easy to clean up. If these blood stains were not cleaned up, they would still attract zombies.
Do the work to the end and see it through to the end.
I've already done the most troublesome things, so this last little bit won't make any difference.
So, before the sun went down, someone connected fire hydrants from nearby storefronts and buildings, and used hoses to wash away the blood on the street.
The blood and the remaining pieces of flesh all flowed into the sewer under the impact of the water.
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As night fell and the street lights lit up one by one, thanks to the concerted efforts of everyone, the nearby streets were completely free of any traces of the previous zombie presence and battles, leaving only wet road surfaces and some cars parked in a tangled manner.
It was rare for the streets to be so clean. In order to have a good sleep tonight, they placed some things or parked some vehicles at the intersections of each street as obstacles before completely letting go.
After seeing that all the citizens on the street had returned safely to their residential buildings, the helicopter circled in the sky a few more times and flew towards the southeast of the city.
At this time, Wang Zhiping had already returned home.
"Other people said they wanted to go to the small supermarket downstairs to find some food. I thought we still had a lot at home, so I didn't want to take any. But I was afraid it would be too out of place, so I took two bags of dumplings and came back first. I'll cook them and eat them later!"
No one in the family paid any attention to what he said when he came in. They were relieved to see him come back safely. Li Xiufeng let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the carpet at home.
When the gunfire outside stopped, Wang Zhiping read the message in the group and wanted to go out to see what was happening, but his father and mother disagreed.
Although Wang Zhiping hadn't achieved much, he was their only child. To Wang's parents, nothing was more important than their family's safety. Especially since they had enough food and drink at home, there was no need for them to risk going out.
Going out to clean up the zombies is initiated by the people themselves, it is not forced, so it should not matter whether you go or not.
Wang Zhiping thought his family would disagree, but he didn't expect that the opposition came from his parents who always fully supported him in everything he did, and the only opinion in favor of him came from his wife who always liked to refute him.
If ordinary people heard this, they might think that his parents are closer to him and care more about him than his wife, but Wang Zhiping, who has lived with Li Xiufeng for more than ten years and has two children, does not think so.
In short, with the support of his wife, Wang Zhiping managed to go downstairs despite hearing a lot of nagging.
There are a total of twelve households in their unit, but there are only four households actually living here, including theirs.
An elderly man in one of the families turned into a zombie on the night of the incident. The old lady wanted to open the door to ask for help, but was bitten by her husband. The two of them had already become part of the zombie army downstairs.
A family of five who lived across from the old couple's house heard the old lady's cry for help and opened the door to check the situation. Someone in their home was also bitten.
The family felt something was wrong and left the community overnight. As for where they were now and what was happening, they had no idea. All they could see was a pool of blood in front of the two houses that had dried up and turned black.
He walked down the stairs, listening to the noises in the hallway as he went down. He passed by two doors and saw that each one was in a mess.
【Author’s words】
"Victory in war is achieved by the masses pushing their carts forward." This quote probably originated from the Huaihai Campaign. I think everyone in junior high school would have known this even if I didn't mention it, but after some thought, I decided to highlight it!
But this is just a quote in the article. This article still has no connection with reality and is a modern fantasy.
So don't relate everything about this article to reality.
Don't relate to reality!
Don't relate to reality!
The author's desire to survive is at its peak!
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