Chapter 471 Heron 282
The rain curtain shrouded the somewhat dilapidated and lonely city after the disaster, and gray fog lingered between the tall buildings.
He Rui and Ji Changqing stood side by side at the window, gazing at the rain-blurred skyline of the city. The low air pressure was strangely irritating, and the air seemed to be filled with an inexplicable sadness.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle--" A loud electrical noise broke the silence in the room.
He Rui turned around and saw a black square box in the man's hand, which was a communicator.
The signal on a rainy day seemed to be even worse than last time, and intermittent calls for help came from the black box:
"Urgent... assistance... request... Mr. Ji Changqing...
About 100 kilometers from the shelter...outside the mall...
Mutated creatures are gathering... a beast tide is about to form... Heron 282... urgent... help...
Repeat... This is Heron 282 Sanctuary..."
He Rui didn't expect that the other party already knew his brother Ji's name and asked for help by name.
He seriously suspected that much of his brother's current information had been thoroughly investigated by the military in the shelter.
Feeling a little unhappy, He Rui turned his head to look at Ji Changqing.
The two looked at each other.
He mouthed, "Go?"
The man's expression was unusually grim, his brows furrowed as he mouthed the same response: "There's a problem."
He Rui made a pause gesture, indicating that he was about to speak.
Seeing Ji Changqing put the communicator into the field, he asked, "What's going on?"
"There's something strange about what he said." The man narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.
"The beast tide hasn't formed yet, and it's impossible to determine its path now..."
Ji Changqing had observed the beast tide and found that its direction of movement was random and not fixed.
The mutant animals would deliberately attack human settlements along the way, but they were not smart enough to plan ahead and target targets a hundred kilometers away.
He Rui frowned and touched his chin unconsciously, "Could it be that someone set an ambush? Want to harm you?" His voice was filled with disbelief.
In the eyes of the military, Brother Ji’s abilities have been restored. Who would be so reckless?
Could it be that... those people were so delusional as to want to control Brother Ji and use him for their own purposes? So they laid a trap, waiting for Brother Ji to fall into it.
He Rui thought about it and still felt it was ridiculous. If he really had the ability to control Brother Ji, then why bother with all the trouble? Wouldn't it be easier to just deal with the beast tide directly?
It doesn't make sense logically.
While thinking, Ji Changqing had already taken out the communicator again. His bony fingers pressed the retro-style button on the black box and said in a cold voice, "Location."
Almost as soon as Ji Changqing finished speaking, a majestic voice suddenly came from the communicator, interrupting the reply from Shelter No. 282.
This voice sounded familiar to He Rui.
Whenever someone spoke at the same time on the communicator and it was as noisy as a vegetable market, this voice would come out to maintain order.
The other party first politely expressed concern and gratitude, then quickly changed the subject, "...Last time...the volcanic eruption...after the earthquake...the three large shelters in Jiongnan Province...all lost contact...the news sent back by the reconnaissance plane..."
The voice paused, then continued hesitantly, "All the buildings in the entire area... seemed to have been cut apart by a powerful force... and then disappeared without a trace. Only the bulging and cracked foundations left on the ground after the earthquake..."
After a moment of silence, the other party cautiously probed, "I heard that you once... took in earthquake refugees... I wonder if those three people in the shelter...?"
Ji Changqing's voice returned to its usual indifferent and distant tone when talking to outsiders. He said concisely, "It's with me."
He Rui listened to his cold voice and inexplicably felt that he was quite handsome.
There was a distinct exhalation sound from the other end of the communicator, "...That's great..." Then, another choked voice excitedly interrupted, its tone full of admiration.
He Rui fully understood where this excitement came from.
With Brother Ji around, these shelters seemed to have found a ray of hope.
But the more this is the case, the less likely it is that someone would ambush Brother Ji.
And judging by the current trend of people randomly interrupting in the public channel, it seems that no one takes the beast tide that is being generated a hundred kilometers away from Shelter 282 seriously.
Did other shelters also notice something was wrong?
Was calling Brother Ji over a separate act by 282? Did the other shelters not participate at all?
Just as I was thinking about it, the majestic middle-aged man's voice continued: "Shelter No. 282... Please continue to report the coordinates of the beast tide..."
282 continues to guide the way.
After confirming the location, Ji Changqing put his arms around He Rui and embraced him in his arms.
He Rui felt the familiar feeling of teleportation, his feet suddenly felt empty, the scene in front of him blurred for a moment, and they appeared in another place.
The person holding him corrected the direction deviation again with the communicator and jumped again.
After landing this time, He Rui looked up and noticed that his brother Ji's expression was more than just cold, with a hint of sternness flashing across his brows.
Although the other person's expression softened when he looked at him, He Rui did not miss the fleeting look of disgust on his face.
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