Chapter 115 Going Home
Without Mu Qingyu needing to say more, Han Yu and Mu Qingrong immediately understood Mu Qingyu's meaning upon seeing the helicopter.
Repairing the helicopter was effortless; the obstacle that Mu Qingrong had set up was now easily overcome as well.
Han Yu quickly started the helicopter; he was much more skilled than Wang Shu.
Seeing the helicopter evoked different feelings in everyone. Jing Chen's group and Lao Jiang's men were somewhat uneasy; if Mu Qingyu and the others left directly… then what about the rest of them…?
However, Mu Qingyu did not give others much room for speculation.
"Jiang Qian, Xiao Chen, Mo Huaiyu, Ji Qingqing, get on the plane!" Mu Qingyu called out.
Then he said to Mo Huaiyu, "Find a place with few zombies that is close to home, have Han Yu drop you off, and then come back to pick us up. Be quick, we can't hold out for much longer."
While the others were still in a daze, Mu Qingrong first carried Mo Huaiyu onto the plane, and then pulled Jiang Qian and Xiao Chen: "Hurry, hurry, don't be in a daze, don't waste time. Sister Qing, you hurry up too."
Ji Qingqing hesitated: "I can fight. Why don't you let Dr. Jing go and I'll stay?"
Mu Qingyu glanced at her, then called out to Jing Chen, "Then you go first. The injured people will need your help to treat them later!"
Jing Chen was still hesitating when Mu Qingrong grabbed him and pushed him onto the plane.
As soon as the people boarded, the plane took off!
They need to act quickly!
"The rest of you, keep clearing out the zombies! Otherwise, there won't be anywhere to park when the plane comes back."
Mu Qingyu's actions gave those who stayed unprecedented confidence and courage!
Mu Qingyu and her brother didn't leave first; instead, they took the weakest fighter with them. Regardless of whether Han Yu would return, Mu Qingyu's selflessness showed everyone that they wouldn't be easily abandoned.
A dozen minutes later, Han Yu returned in his plane.
"We're lucky. There's a primary school about ten kilometers away. The apocalypse broke out at night, so there weren't many people at the school. We can stay there for now," Han Yu said.
Then Mu Qingyu arranged for the second group of people to board the plane.
"We can squeeze in one more!" After the first test flight, Han Yu had determined the safe load capacity of the aircraft.
“Okay!” Mu Qingyu replied, and then arranged for another person.
This time, they took Ji Qingqing with them too.
"It's your turn next time," Mu Qingyu said seriously to her younger brother.
"Sister, I want to be with you forever," Mu Qingrong said.
“No, you can’t kill zombies anymore,” Mu Qingyu said.
Mu Qingrong's stamina was almost at its limit. He wasn't a physical-type mutant, so he killed zombies just like an ordinary person.
He has now switched to using the crossbow to shoot zombies from a distance.
Mu Qingrong wanted to argue that she had many other ranged weapons.
But Mu Qingyu said, "That's enough. You've done your best, and I'm very proud of you. But don't make me worry all the time."
Mu Qingrong remained silent after that.
This time, Han Yu returned five minutes faster than before.
The zombie encirclement has shrunk once again.
Han Yu took five people away at once, leaving only Mu Qingyu and Lao Jiang.
"Are the two of you alright?" Han Yu asked, a rare hint of anxiety on her face.
"Of course not!" Mu Qingyu answered without hesitation.
Han Yu: "..."
"Then what will you do?" Mu Qingrong asked anxiously.
Old Jiang's son, Jiang Yun, was also very anxious: "Dad, why don't I stay here and you go first!"
"Nonsense! Shut up!" Old Jiang scolded his son.
Then, everyone saw a huge water tank appear out of nowhere next to Mu Qingyu.
Those were the kind of water storage tanks that ordinary families used to put on their rooftops before the apocalypse. When Mu Qingyu bought water filters before the apocalypse, she also purchased a batch of such water storage tanks.
Its material is a new type of stainless steel.
Mu Qingyu pointed to the bucket: "We'll hide in there for a while. It'll be a good time to rest. You guys hurry up, or we'll drown the zombies."
As she spoke, she turned the water tank upside down, then lifted it up and called for Old Jiang to hide inside together.
The water tank is quite heavy, and the zombies won't be able to tip it over easily. The sealed stainless steel material also blocks their human scent. It should last for half an hour or even an hour without any problem.
Fortunately, Mu Qingyu is a physical fitness type, so she could easily lift the water tank.
With the safety issue temporarily resolved, Han Yu once again flew away in the helicopter.
When Han Yu returned, there was no longer any "open space," and the zombies were wandering around again.
There was only a lone water tank standing there. The faint sound of an explosion could be heard from inside the hospital.
Fearing that the people in the hospital would throw incendiary bombs at the helicopter after they came out, Han Yu disregarded the fact that there were still zombies where the helicopter had been parked and made a reckless landing.
The wind generated by the propellers did knock down quite a few zombies.
There's no need to specifically call out to Mu Qingyu; as long as the person in the water tank isn't dead, they'll naturally be able to hear the helicopter.
Sure enough, before the helicopter had even fully landed, the water tank vanished into thin air. Mu Qingyu didn't even need to lift it; she simply put it into her spatial storage.
She and Lao Jiang were already prepared for battle inside, and as soon as the water tank disappeared, they went on a killing spree.
After resting inside for about ten minutes, Mu Qingyu didn't forget to take out some food to share with Lao Jiang to replenish her energy.
They quickly boarded the helicopter and successfully reunited with Han Yu.
At that moment, a loud explosion came from the hospital gate, and incendiary bombs exploded at the hospital entrance.
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