Chapter 562 Cut the weeds and nip them in the bud
At this moment, Han Shuo and the silver-haired man had no idea that there were nanobots inside the box.
Their eyes were both fixed on the detonator.
The silver-haired man casually picked up the detonator from the box and said with a pounding heart.
"Good heavens, is this some kind of self-destruct device for this base? This old bastard is trying to drag us down with him."
Han Shuo's eyes darted around, sensing that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
The old man went through all that trouble just to detonate the base's self-destruct device.
Keep in mind that the two men were keeping a close eye on him the whole time. Under these circumstances, getting the box, opening it, taking out the detonator, and pressing the button was no easy task.
Could there be another hidden story?
However, no matter how much Han Shuo thought about it, he couldn't find anything else unusual.
"Never mind, since we're both alright and he didn't succeed, I guess I was just overthinking it..."
Without thinking further, he took the detonator from the silver-haired man and put it back in the box.
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The two then focused all their attention on the radar device.
After picking it up from the bed, the silver-haired man examined it carefully and then exclaimed excitedly.
"That's right, this is it. We finally got our hands on it."
Han Shuo also smiled, a rare occurrence. This time, they had traveled a long way, crossed mountains and valleys, and endured hardships to get across the desert. During this time, they had experienced several battles, both large and small, and finally, they had successfully completed their mission.
It took more than half a month to complete.
With this radar equipment, they can begin clearing out the remaining Corpse-Clad Squads when they return to the Silver Hair Base.
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Han Shuo looked at the radar device that the silver-haired man was playing with, somewhat curious.
He pointed to a few red dots at the very edge and asked a question.
"Strange, is this direction east? Why are most of the corpse-wearing people gathered in this location?"
The silver-haired man frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then responded.
"I can't say for sure. Logically speaking, most of the corpse-wearing people outside are in the country I live in."
"It's too far to calculate the distance precisely, but I have a feeling that this location might be your former homeland."
"Mother country?"
Han Shuo muttered to himself, as if he had remembered something.
He recalled that when he assassinated one of the Corpse-Wearing squads, he learned from a survivor that two of the Corpse-Wearing squads had disappeared in their country.
"This group of people, they're probably out searching, right?"
He thought to himself and smiled with interest.
"Interesting, very interesting. There's a zombie king over there. If these two sides really clash, will it be a real or fake zombie king?"
"I'm afraid the cleaning work will be much easier from now on."
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The two discussed it briefly for a while, then the silver-haired man temporarily turned off the power to the radar equipment and turned to speak.
"Brother Han, now that everything is settled, it's time for us to head back."
He thought for a moment, then continued.
"Hmm... How about we set off in two days? You seem a bit weak, so why don't you rest for another two days?"
"no problem."
Han Shuo answered cheerfully.
Two days is enough time for his body to recover quickly.
Although the injuries cannot be fully healed, normal combat and gliding should be no problem.
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Just like that, two days passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, after Han Shuo got up and packed his luggage, he gathered everyone together.
Before he could speak, the fat man said unhappily.
"Oh dear, what a pity! You have no idea how many good things I found in this base these past few days."
"They have everything: firearms and ammunition, fuel, and all kinds of large weapons."
"Sigh~ What a waste, we can't take any of it with us."
After listening, Xiao Zhao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying comfortingly.
"Alright, Fatty, didn't you get more than 300 drops of turbid liquid last time? Aren't you satisfied yet?"
"That's right."
Han Shuo chimed in, "As the saying goes, contentment brings happiness, so stop complaining all the time."
"Currently, although we don't have a lot of weapons and ammunition back home, it's enough for our own use."
"Let's leave it at that this time..."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, his expression turning slightly sad, before continuing.
"Alas~ It's a pity that Brother Yaonan still hasn't returned these past few days. I wonder where he's gone again."
The blond man nodded and said expressionlessly.
“I’ve been using a hang glider to search the entire oasis these past few days, but I haven’t found any trace of Cheng Shenghong. He… he may have already entered the desert and gone far away.”
When the topic shifted back to Cheng Shenghong, the atmosphere became noticeably tense.
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"Okay, okay."
At this moment, the chubby guy, who was good at lightening the mood, couldn't stand it anymore and shouted enthusiastically.
“Let’s all be happier. Han Shuo, didn’t you say before that Brother Yao Nan had regained some of his sanity?”
“I think that once he is free from the old man’s control, he will be able to wake up from time to time.”
"In this situation, he knew that Lao Wu and his group were still alive. We didn't need to search for them anymore. Once he regained his senses, he would definitely find a way back to Silver Hair Brother's base."
"Besides, you were beaten up by him last time. He's become so strong, he'll definitely be safe and sound."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shuo rolled his eyes at the fat man and retorted irritably.
"Don't talk nonsense. The reason I was beaten up by Brother Yao Nan last time was because I was injured, and I was also afraid of hurting him, okay?"
"If we really go all out, the outcome is uncertain."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Seeing Han Shuo and Fatty bickering, Silver Hair burst into laughter. The five of them exchanged a few more jokes, and the atmosphere gradually eased.
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Next, they got down to business.
The fat man casually asked, "By the way, we still have many of the old man's surviving men imprisoned here."
"We're leaving soon, what should we do with these people?"
Han Shuo hadn't paid attention to this issue for the past few days, so he turned and asked.
"How many prisoners are left?"
The fat man thought for a moment and replied, "Uh... nearly a hundred people. Some of them are the Corpse-Wearers stationed in the base, and most of the rest should be the original staff here."
"oh."
Han Shuo uttered a single word calmly and made a decisive decision.
"Kill them all, leave no one alive!"
This time, the two sides are in an absolutely antagonistic relationship.
On the battlefield, Han Shuo would never show mercy to his enemies.
Perhaps the staff were simply following orders and did not have any real direct conflict with them.
However, if he softens his stance and lets those people go, some might harbor resentment and secretly tip off the surviving squad of corpse-wearers outside.
At that time, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers for their subsequent actions.
Although this decision was somewhat ruthless, Han Shuo deeply understood one principle:
Leaving the weeds unattended will only lead to disaster! Especially in this apocalyptic environment...
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