Chapter 544 The First Step in the Rescue Operation
Han Shuo felt someone gently pat his face and immediately opened his eyes.
He saw the blond face, and then the full moon in the night sky, and knew that midnight had arrived.
The mud clinging to his body was so thick that he slowly sat up and spoke.
"Wake up, wake up, everyone wake up, it's time to get to work."
Then, Fatty and Xiao Zhao gradually opened their eyes.
The two were still half asleep and drowsy, but after a while, their consciousness gradually cleared.
"Phew~ That feels great. Even though I only slept for five or six hours, I feel much more comfortable all over."
As the fat man spoke, he stretched out a satisfied yawn.
This was the first time in the past two days that they had a good night's sleep.
Xiao Zhao chimed in, "Hmm, not bad, not bad. It's a dark and stormy night, perfect for murder!"
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Without wasting any more time, the three of them plunged into the river to wash off the mud from their bodies.
The icy river water completely revitalized Han Shuo. After replacing the silt with fresh water, he climbed onto the bank.
Then he nodded to the three of them.
After everyone had their weapons ready and everything was prepared, he spoke.
"Let's go, let's set off!"
As the words fell, the four of them, shrouded in night, quickly moved downstream along the river, disappearing into the depths of the forest in the blink of an eye…
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About an hour later, Han Shuo finally reached the very center of the oasis for the first time.
Here, there is a large, multi-layered base. There are no walls around it, but it is surrounded and protected by layers upon layers of hordes of corpses.
And his earlier prediction was correct; the river beside them flowed into the base, supplying water to the Corpse-Clad Organization.
This is very important because it is an essential part of Han Shuo's plan!
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The fat man put down his binoculars, feeling a chill run down his spine.
"My goodness, there must be more than 300,000 zombies here, a dense, black mass like locusts."
"more than!"
Han Shuo continued expressionlessly, "What we've seen is only part of it. There's another horde of zombies in a blind spot on the other side of the base."
"If you add them all up, the conservative estimate is that there are at least several hundred thousand!"
"Terrifying... No wonder it's the lair of the Corpse-Clad Organization." The fat man shuddered.
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Han Shuo waved his hand, no longer wanting to talk, and patiently observed the scene.
Besides the countless zombies, he also saw some guards near the base ahead, but fortunately there weren't too many, and they were all dozing off.
"These people are quite lax."
Han Shuo thought to himself, but then he realized that with so many zombies surrounding and protecting them, the guards were just putting on a show.
He put down his binoculars and checked the time.
It was just before 2 a.m., which was perfect timing.
Then, Han Shuo's eyes narrowed, and he nodded to Fatty and Xiao Zhao.
"It's time to prepare for action!"
As soon as the voice fell, Fatty and Xiao Zhao also became serious. They both had their own tasks tonight.
Just as the two finished packing their things and were about to turn around and leave, Han Shuo worriedly stopped them and gave them another word of advice.
"Be careful in everything you do. I don't have any other high demands on you two. Just stay alive!"
After he finished speaking, the fat man's eyes widened. The more he listened to these words, the stranger they seemed.
What do you mean by "just surviving is enough"? Fighting off an army of hundreds of thousands of zombies with only 4000 is already asking a lot...
Without further thought, the two nodded solemnly, turned and left, disappearing into the jungle.
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Next, only Han Shuo and Jinfa were left at the scene.
They were both very patient and continued to stay in place, waiting for the signal for the next action.
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On the other side, the fat man ran alone through the dark forest.
Cold sweat dripped continuously from the tip of his exposed nose. The surroundings were both silent and eerie, giving him a sense of fear.
And so, with a heart full of trepidation, he finally returned to the vicinity of the area bombed by rockets during the day.
"Phew~"
Taking a deep breath, the fat man pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit the tree branch on the ground.
He waited a while longer, making sure the flames wouldn't go out and were gradually spreading, before quickly turning around and leaving.
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Meanwhile, as the forest fire grew larger, the personnel on duty near the central base finally noticed something amiss.
"Look, why is the night sky over there all red?"
"Holy crap, there's fire! It's on fire! It's on fire!"
"That location looks like the area bombed during the day. Could it be that the flames weren't completely extinguished and reignited?"
"Never mind all that, hurry, go and inform the boss."
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In a very short time, the group fell into chaos.
Half a minute later, the news quickly reached the tattooed man's ears.
He suddenly sat up in bed, all sleepiness instantly gone.
"What did you say? The forest is on fire again?"
"Yeah, boss, this should be the area we bombed during the day. What should we do? Should we go put out the fire?"
"Um……"
The tattooed man frowned, lost in thought.
He felt that something was amiss. Logically, even if there was a possibility of a resurgence, it should have happened within a short period of time.
Nearly 12 hours have passed since the daytime bombing. How could the sparks reignite after 12 hours?
"Could someone have set the fire? Are those people still alive?"
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, so he quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the room.
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Soon, the tattooed man returned to the control panel.
He carefully examined the intelligence returned by the reconnaissance nanobots, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find any images of humanoid thermal imaging.
"Strange, everything seems normal. We haven't found any trace of those people; they must be dead..."
"Could it really be bad luck, that the remaining embers slowly reignited?"
At that moment, the door was pushed open again, and a subordinate rushed in.
"Boss, what should we do? The fire is getting bigger and bigger. If we don't put it out soon, the whole forest will probably burn down tonight."
The tattooed man walked to the window and glanced at the situation in the distance. Without thinking further, he instinctively believed that his technology was correct and issued the order to extinguish the fire once again.
"Go, dispatch people to put out the fire as soon as possible. This time, make sure to check carefully, and return only after the fire is completely extinguished."
"Yes, boss!"
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Soon, helicopter after helicopter, carrying large water bags, took off from the base again.
Han Shuo and the blond man, watching from afar, were overjoyed at the scene before them.
The fat man's fire drew away some of the troops, and the preliminary preparations for the operation were completed smoothly.
Everything is going according to their plan!
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