Chapter 114 The Tide
of Corpses Thick clouds gathered from all directions, swallowing up the bright sunshine. The sky was dark, and the cold wind was restless and agitated, wildly and violently rolling up the dead leaves and dust on the ground.
The mountains in the distance were shrouded in dark clouds and became blurred. The trees swayed in the wind. Occasionally, a few faint flashes of lightning flashed in the thick clouds, followed by low thunder, like the roar of a giant beast.
The weather changed too suddenly, like a sudden red light and alarm, sharp and rapid, and the cold wind was filled with an uneasy atmosphere.
The base seemed to be silent for a moment, and the deathly silence was broken by thunder, and people everywhere began to panic.
Panic, anxiety, fear... flashed across everyone's face.
Some people with fragile minds squatted down, covered their faces and burst into tears.
Crying is contagious. Soon, sobs accompanied by curses lingered over the base.
It seemed as if a huge rock was pressing down on everyone's head.
The city gate fell into chaos. Foreign psychics were holding passes and asking to leave the capital. After being rejected by the staff, they dared to throw psychics at the crowd without hesitation, creating greater chaos to help themselves slip out of the base.
Fortunately, the patrol team arrived in time and quickly controlled the situation, so that the situation did not get worse.
It's just...some people looked at the psychic who ran out of the base with furrowed brows, and while they despised his greed and fear of death, they also felt a little jealous.
After all...
they didn't want to die.
An emergency meeting was held in Kyoto City, and even Gu Bingchen and other non-staff members were able to sit in.
Sitting in the corner, through the crowd, this was the first time they saw the base commander of the Imperial Capital Base.
The base commander was a little hunched, and his wrinkled face could not hide his fatigue and weakness. He tried his best to straighten his spine, and his cloudy eyes scanned the people who appeared in the meeting one by one, and his sight finally stopped at the corner.
Gu Bingchen looked up and happened to meet his eyes. He tilted his head and whispered, "Why is this old man looking at us?"
Jiang Yunqi pushed his head away a little, his expression was unusually serious: "Hey, listen carefully."
"Okay." Gu Bingchen shrugged and sat up straighter. The
conference hall was arranged in a semicircle. Perhaps because the red light and alarm just now were too abrupt, the crowd was discussing enthusiastically, so the environment was a bit noisy.
The muffled sound of palms hitting the microphone suddenly rang out, and a burst of harsh electric current crackling interrupted the chattering crowd, and the conference room finally quieted down.
The base commander's mouth corners slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes. Wrinkles crisscrossed his face, adding a bit of sadness and helplessness. His voice was hoarse and low: "I won't talk about the scene. I asked everyone to come here today because I have something important to discuss."
Song Shinan and Lin Yu sat on the left and right sides of the base commander. The former was in a black uniform and the latter was in a coat. The same thing was that both of them had solemn expressions.
A satellite picture was projected on the multimedia hanging in the conference hall.
The picture seemed to be covered with a layer of gray gauze, hazy and unclear.
"These are zombies heading north, with a six-digit corpse tide."
Just like ripples caused by a stone falling into a calm lake, the crowd suddenly burst into more heated discussions.
Some people looked skeptical, thinking that zombies were afraid of severe cold and hot weather, and it was impossible for them to gather and head north. It would be more likely if they headed south.
Some people had unclear expressions and also held a questioning attitude, but more were actually considering their own way out.
Most people were stunned and pale, as if they couldn't believe it, but their eyes revealed even greater fear and anxiety. On the
contrary, Jiang Yunqi and a few others who were hiding in the corner showed surprise for a moment, then calmed down and waited for the base commander to finish his words.
The position on the stage allowed him to see everyone's expressions. The base commander shook his head gently, and a trace of helplessness and sadness flashed across his cloudy eyes. But suddenly, when he noticed the handsome man with long hair tied up in the corner, he had a new hope for this gloomy world.
He was not concerned about the man's superior appearance and extraordinary temperament. The concern and worry for the people flashed in his dark eyes, which was the focus of the base commander's attention.
Forget it, the future of this world still has to be handed over to enthusiastic young people.
Whether it is this long-haired man or Song Shinan and the other person beside him, there are countless young people full of vigor.
The future still depends on them.
The base commander asked the staff to continue playing the pictures on the multimedia.
Unlike the low tone at the beginning, there was hope in the hoarse voice.
"The corpses are expected to reach the range of the capital in three days, and that day... happens to be New Year's Eve."
"With unity, as long as we work together, we can... cough cough cough, we can definitely overcome... cough this crisis!"
The base commander felt severe pain in his chest, covered his mouth and lowered his head to cough continuously, and his already tired face was even more stained with a bit of gloom.
Seeing this, Song Shinan quickly asked someone to check on the base commander's condition, then took the microphone and started to get to the point, discussing with everyone the plan to resist the attack of the corpse tide.
The night fell, the moon and the stars were hidden. After the final plan was finalized, it was already midnight. The cold wind was howling outside, and the snow was falling. The crowd gradually dispersed, but Jiang Yunqi and others were invited to the lounge.
Gu Bingchen yawned, and a trace of fatigue appeared in his eyes.
Song Shinan had a lot of things to do, not only to arrange personnel deployment, but also to organize the evacuation of personnel.
They need to leave a way out, and this way out is for the people.
Without saying too much, just after entering the lounge and before sitting down, he heard Song Shinan handing Jiang Yunqi a token.
"What is this?" Jiang Yunqi looked at the copper token that was no bigger than a palm, with a character engraved on it. After careful identification, it was a word "tiger".
Gu Bingchen beside him frowned and said in a deep voice: "Tiger Tally? Why did you give this thing to Ayun?"
Song Shinan: "It's not a tiger talisman, but its function is similar to that of a tiger talisman. You can call it that."
Then, he also said puzzledly: "I don't know why the base commander asked me to give the tiger talisman to you. There are obviously people who are more suitable for it."
For example, Lin Yu.
According to Gu Bingchen and Song Shinan, this token can be used to dispatch troops. In an emergency, as long as this token called the Tiger Talisman is used, the command of the army can be temporarily taken over.
Song Shinan didn't know why such an important thing was handed over to Jiang Yunqi. All he could think of was the title of the first S+ mutant.
Gu Bingchen and the others looked at each other, and they could see each other's speculations in each other's eyes.
Interstellar admirals, even if they are different from Blue Star, were once commanders who led soldiers to fight on the front line.
Jiang Yunqi also thought of this. After a long silence, he seemed unable to refuse, so he accepted the token, and with a serious expression, he repeatedly assured that he would not let down the base commander's trust.
Song Shinan sighed: "Although I don't understand the reason, I will cooperate with your work."
"You guys go back and rest first, there will be a tough battle in the next few days."