Chapter 147 is so great.
Anselin smiled and returned the camera to her: "Go and have fun."
Zhou Xue Ning happily jumped out of the window with her camera. Ever since she became a zombie, she has fallen in love with this unorthodox life.
After she left, the big zombies in the room all showed expressions of emotion.
"When we were young, we lived a simple and happy life. As adults, we only know how to fight and kill."
"Are you still going to the North?"
"Go away, I'm going to crush the heads of those cultists."
Three days ago, five planes were parked at the airport on the outskirts of District 9. There were still many abandoned fighter planes there, which were vehicles left behind by the irregular army when they landed last time. After so many years, seeing the familiar labels again, everyone who got off the plane sighed.
No one imagined that the carefully cultivated superpowers would be powerless against the third-order zombies. No one could have imagined that after the fall of District 9, it would one day be reborn.
Shu Lan arrived later than the plane. She got out of the car and waved to the people in the airport.
The two groups met smoothly. The people from District One were wearing military uniforms and were wrapped tightly from head to toe, as if there was a zombie virus in the air of District Nine that could infect people.
On the other hand, the people who drove here from her side put on their summer clothes early as it was approaching early summer and the weather was getting hot. Some of them even wore flip-flops.
The most eye-catching thing was the little boy wearing sunglasses, a vest and shorts, with a cold face, who was out of place in this serious meeting scene between the two districts.
A tall man stepped forward, lowered his gun, and extended his hand toward her: "Xu Yang, rank Lieutenant. Hello, Commander Qin Xiaoshuang."
Shu Lan was filled with gratitude and touched. "Hello, leader, but there don't seem to be 2,000 people here. Are you really here to deliver supplies?"
Fewer than fifty people got off the plane.
"Yes, District 1 doesn't have that many spatial ability users. Furthermore, District 1 is currently facing a serious shortage of supplies. We have tried our best to mobilize all available resources to provide assistance."
Shu Lan thought, who knows? But she remained calm and nodded, saying, "I know. It's not easy. It's not easy. Get in the car. I'll take everyone to the base."
Xu Yang brought a man into Shu Lan's car. The man was holding a small suitcase in his hand from beginning to end, which seemed to contain equipment used for communication.
The man opened the suitcase, opened the car window, and took out the signal-boosting antenna from his backpack.
After he finished the operation, Xu Yang began to ask Shu Lan, who was driving: "Excuse me, Commander Lin Yi, is he really dead?"
Shu Lan's tone was heavy with sorrow. "Yes, it rained heavily that day, and the public toilet was far from the dormitory. Everyone was asleep when he fell, and in the morning, his body had become stiff. When he got into trouble, our base was like a millionaire going bankrupt overnight, and we've been living a life of hunger ever since. How are our compatriots in District 1 doing? We contacted each other after the bombing ended, remember?"
If she didn't want to be asked questions all the time and have to passively cover up lies, she had to take the initiative and let the other party answer the questions.
Xu Yang was indeed stunned by the question. He exchanged a glance with the person next to him and said, "Uh...it's been a long time, and the communication part is not my responsibility."
Shu Lan said, "At that time, there were still over 300 people alive in District 9. The zombies had gone elsewhere. We requested a plane to take us away, but the response we received was to wait where we were. We've been waiting until now."
Xu Yang: “…”
Was she just watching someone die in Yin and Yang District 1 without helping? Her tone was so calm that it sounded both like and unlike.
"Then may I ask, after that, how did you fight the Zombie King..."
Shu Lan interrupted him again: "What do the people in your district eat every day?"
"Simple whole grains,"
"Oh, I heard they're still researching a cure for the zombie virus. Have they figured it out yet?"
"I heard there have been some advances overseas, and a drug should be available soon."
"How long is a short time? Can we succeed before we move completely underground?"
Xu Yang was a little speechless when asked: "I don't know... This is not within my jurisdiction."
"What are the duties of a lieutenant?"
"Lead the team to guard the base."
"So, you have a lot of zombies there, too. Sigh, it's not easy for anyone."
Her barrage of questions finally stopped, and Xu Yang quickly seized the opportunity to ask, "How many people with special abilities are there in District 9 right now?"
"About one or two thousand, I can't count. How about you? There should be more than us. Maybe we can even build an irregular army."
“…No, not that many.”
"Does the lieutenant have special powers?"
"have."
"What is your special ability?"
Sweat began to drench his body beneath his uniform. Why was she talking so fast? Like a machine gun, and since she was the commander of a district, he couldn't afford to offend her. Every question had to be answered politely.
Every time I finally found a way to ask her something, she would just brush it off with a perfunctory answer and then throw it back with a powerful punch. I didn't get much information about District 9, but I had almost exhausted all the information about District 1.
Xu Yang looked at the person next to him again, without looking for help.
The person next to her spoke up, trying to suppress her attack: "Commander Qin, you..."
Shu Lan said, "We're here. Our base isn't far from the airport. Huh? What did you want to ask? Get out of the car first, go in and have a glass of water, and we'll talk."
The momentum that had just arisen was like a balloon that was punctured by a needle and the air was leaking out, so it had to be temporarily stopped.
After getting out of the car, before Xu Yang and his deputy could get a clear view of the base, a figure rushed over and threw himself at Shu Lan's calf, crying out in tears, "Commander, go and see! They insist on stuffing mud into their mouths, and I can't stop them! Ah!"
Shu Lan was horrified: "What! Didn't they say someone would bring food today?"
Zhou Dahu shook his head with tears in his eyes. "We're so hungry! We're starving! 100,000 people! We've eaten all the nearby mountains into barren wastelands. We're about to eat each other."
In the distance, groups of heads appeared, silently gazing at the parking lot.
Shu Lan turned her head and looked at Xu Yang with tearful eyes: "Lieutenant..."
Xu Yang turned around and shouted, "Hurry up and take out the supplies in the space."
Box after box of compressed biscuits appeared in the open space, and Shu Lan and Zhou Dahu's expressions froze for a second at the same time.
Why is this thing... I don't even want to eat it as a snack...
Shu Lan reacted quickly, anxiously urging, "Hurry, hurry, distribute it to everyone, so they don't eat dirt. What's the difference between eating dirt and committing suicide? I worked so hard to bring them back, not to let you get together and commit suicide!"
Xu Yang looked at her as she used her slender back to bear the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, and the admiration in his heart overflowed his chest like a tide.
It's so great that at this time when it's difficult to protect yourself, there is still such a great woman who takes it as her responsibility to save other survivors.
It's like Guanyin Bodhisattva in the world!
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