Chapter 182 Twelve People
Having received no response from the fat man, Han Shuo was also very worried about the safety of the three of them.
He didn't know where these people came from, but he could only think the worst.
After all, Han Shuo had heard plenty of stories about survivors fighting over supplies in the current environment.
Given the current situation, pharmaceutical processing plants are a lucrative target, and if the two sides were to meet, the scene would certainly not be amicable.
Without further hesitation, Han Shuo quickly spoke up.
"Let's go, follow them!"
"good!"
The two cautiously made their way towards the gate.
Han Shuo had already drawn his Tang sword, while Xiao Zhao pulled out a rifle from behind his back.
Soon, the two arrived at the car's location. There was no one left in the car; everyone had gone inside the factory.
Han Shuo peeked through the crack in the door but didn't see anything.
He turned and nodded to Xiao Zhao, and the two of them quietly slipped through the crack in the door.
Ahead lies a familiar passageway, a familiar fork in the road.
Han Shuo had only taken a few steps inside when he heard voices coming from around the corner.
However, the distance was too great for him to hear clearly what the other person was saying.
They quickly waved to Xiao Zhao, and the two dared not go forward rashly, hiding themselves in the shadows of the gate.
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At this moment, in the passageway where you turn right at the fork in the road, a team of twelve people is cautiously moving forward.
These people got out of the three cars parked at the entrance.
The leader of this team was a tall, thin man.
The man was probably in his thirties, with a high nose bridge and very defined facial features.
Besides these, the most obvious characteristic of a man is his long, flowing hair.
He seemed to cherish his long hair, keeping it black and shiny.
At first glance, it actually has a kind of feminine beauty.
It has always been rare for men to have long hair, especially in this post-apocalyptic era, where men with long hair are even rarer.
It's hard to imagine what kind of person this is.
At this moment, a short man in the group crouched down and carefully examined the zombie corpses on the ground.
"Boss, there seem to be people in here. These zombies were obviously killed not long ago."
The long-haired man narrowed his eyes, then flicked his hair and turned to speak softly.
"Yes, there do look like someone has left a trail. Everyone should be careful."
"Boss, what should we do if we run into them inside?" someone asked.
The long-haired man withdrew his gaze, took out a revolver from his waist, and twirled it carelessly on his finger.
Then, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he uttered a nonsensical remark.
"Meeting is fate. Let's see what the other person is up to first. But I will never give up this piece of meat easily."
This statement is somewhat difficult to understand.
Is this person an enemy or a friend?
However, the long-haired man's men were clearly used to their boss's unique way of speaking, and they all smiled and shook their heads, not asking any more questions.
The long-haired man continued walking into the factory, his finger still spinning the revolver.
It's worth mentioning that all twelve of these people were armed!
Han Shuo was unaware of these things at the time.
He and Xiao Zhao remained near the gate until the distant conversation faded away, then they cautiously continued along the base of the wall.
"Fatty, Fatty."
Han Shuo called out softly into the communicator again.
This time, the fat man's voice came through the communicator very quickly.
Once inside the factory, with fewer walls obstructing the way, the communicator signal was restored, and the two were finally able to connect.
"Damn it, Han Shuo, I finally heard your voice! You and Xiao Zhao, come back right now! There's an emergency! A group of people have come to the factory!"
It turns out that not only Han Shuo was calling out to Fatty, but Fatty had also been calling out to Han Shuo.
Just now, the fat man stationed in the room, taking advantage of his high vantage point, spotted the people in the distant corridor ahead of time.
At that moment, the fat man was crouching by the window, using the curtains as cover, and cautiously observing the other party's situation with binoculars.
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With the communicator responding, Han Shuo was relieved to confirm that the three people in the administration building were still safe.
"I know. Xiao Zhao and I saw them outside. We've already returned to the factory and are following them."
"Okay, okay, that's good."
The fat man's voice came again, and then he continued speaking.
"You two be careful. I just saw them examining the zombie corpses. They probably guessed that there are people inside the factory."
Han Shuo was not surprised and quickly asked a question in return.
"What's the situation with the other side? How many are they? Do they have weapons?"
"Twelve of them, and each of them has a gun!"
Upon hearing this, Han Shuo's face darkened.
He had already guessed that there were many of them, after all, there were three cars outside.
But the fact that everyone on the other side had a gun was beyond my expectations.
They waved to Xiao Zhao and quickened their pace.
As Han Shuo walked, he asked again.
"Are they from the underground research institute?"
"It shouldn't be, all 12 of them are unfamiliar faces."
They weren't from the underground research institute, yet they possessed twelve guns, which already made them a formidable force in the outside world.
Soon, Han Shuo arrived at the fork in the road and cautiously peered out.
Sure enough, he finally spotted them, and at that moment, those people immediately walked out of the passageway and arrived at the square.
Further ahead is the administration building.
Once the other party gets close to the administration building, they will definitely see the blocked entrance and thus determine that Fatty and his group are hiding inside the building.
The gate could stop the zombies, but it couldn't stop the humans. Han Shuo knew that the other side must have countless ways to get into the building.
Once the two sides meet, the numerical advantage will become obvious.
Although the fat man is a genetically engineered human with combat abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people, a level 1 genetically engineered human is no different from an ordinary person in the face of bullets.
Without hesitation, Han Shuo quickly gave instructions.
"I see them! They're about to arrive at the administration building. The three of you, get out of here immediately!"
The fat man's response came quickly through the communicator.
“I know, Wai Di and Shu Rou have already packed their things. Could you keep an eye on things for us? There are blind spots downstairs that I can't see from up here.”
"Okay, I'll get a little closer. Once they're inside the building, I'll let you know. You can then use that time to retreat from the back."
"clear!"
The fat man gave a brief reply, then put away his binoculars and, along with Li Shurou and Wai Di, took all the supplies and quickly ran towards the second floor.
Soon, the three of them hid in the innermost room on the second floor.
As long as Han Shuo gives the signal, the three of them will immediately evacuate through the window.
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Han Shuo remained hidden at the fork in the road, and he turned to give Xiao Zhao some instructions.
"Xiao Zhao, you stay here and hold the gun. I'll go and meet up with Fatty and the others."
"good."
The two had a clear division of labor; Han Shuo used the rooms on either side of the corridor as cover as he quickly moved forward...
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