"what happens?"
Wan Qiluo felt a little strange when he saw the panicked members of Team 7 in front of him. Normally, their team was responsible for this area, and the Strategic Department would not arrange the tasks of several teams too close to each other, as this would affect the search efficiency.
"Our team was attacked by mutants on the way back to the base. The vehicle broke down and they were trapped in a warehouse. I was the only one who escaped quickly."
If that's the case, it's possible. It's common to be attacked by mutants when passing by here on the way back to the base.
"What about the combat team that protects you?"
Wan Qiluo continued to ask questions. She was cautious and needed to know more information. If the mutants were too tricky, she didn't want to put her team at risk.
"They...they said that the road they came from had been cleared and they were rushing to the next mission, so they let us go back by ourselves."
Although Wan Qiluo felt a little strange and thought that the team was a little irresponsible, this is something that happens from time to time.
Everyone is scrambling for missions, and teams that are able to earn points are trying their best to fill their schedules. In the end times, everyone also hopes that their lives can become prosperous.
There is too little fun in the end times, and exchanging things you like has become a spiritual sustenance in life.
"Take us there."
Wan Qiluo quickened his pace. If it was just an ordinary mutant, their team would be able to deal with it easily.
I would feel relieved if I could save more people. The base is constantly absorbing new survivors, and there are fewer and fewer familiar faces.
“It’s this warehouse!”
The person asking for help pointed to the distance, where a warehouse came into view. Although the walls were still clean, the warehouse sign had been removed.
Wan Qiluo didn't think much about it. It was common to see building facades incomplete in the apocalypse.
But what surprised her was that they passed through many winding paths on their way here.
It was as if the person seeking help knew exactly where their team was, otherwise he would have fled towards the psychic base.
Maybe he had been on the run for a long time and just happened to run over there? Wan Qiluo didn't want to continue asking questions. Saving people was the most important thing at this critical moment. Asking more would be like interrogating a criminal.
There were indeed some zombies gathered in front of the building, and this number of zombies was enough to be fatal to the supply collection team.
Wan Qiluo threw several fire fans over, and all the zombies fell to the ground under her attack.
Wan Qiluo led the team into the warehouse, "Where are your teammates?"
"They ran inside, and there seemed to be compartments inside."
Wan Qiluo nodded. She looked around and saw some whitish particles on the ground. Was it lime? She hadn't figured out what this warehouse was used for.
The stored goods were likely divided up among the survivors or stored deep in the warehouse.
Wan Qiluo didn't see any zombies in the warehouse. What were those team members doing? Why didn't they run out when there were no zombies?
Wan Qiluo frowned, thinking that ordinary psychics did not have the courage to face zombies.
An iron gate stood in front of us. It seemed that the team members were hiding inside.
Wan Qiluo carefully pushed the door open, only to find that the space inside was very dark. Many warehouses are designed like this, and most of the goods need to be stored in a dark place.
There was a faint aroma of wheat floating in the air, and vaguely one could see bags of goods piled up inside.
"Are the members of the Seventh Supply Collection Team here? We are here to rescue you!"
After the team members shouted, they found that the only light disappeared and the door behind them was completely closed.
"No! Use the underground escape method!"
As Wan Qiluo was giving orders, he heard the sounds of team members falling to the ground.
She was about to light a fire when she heard a familiar voice.
"If you want your team members to die, use your super powers."
The lights in the warehouse came on, and Wan Qiluo saw that Dai Feng and his team had knocked out their team members and held them together.
She could also clearly see the cargo not far away. It was stacked flour. Many bags of flour had been opened and flour particles were floating in the air.
"If sister Qiluo wants to play with fire, there will be an explosion here, and my team's protective ability will only protect us. All your teammates will be killed here."
"Dai Feng, what do you want to do?!"
Wan Qiluo couldn't believe that Dai Feng was so bold. Launching an attack on people inside the base could already make him a rebel.
"You know what you want to do, sister Qiluo, right? Serve me well later, and your teammates will be fine. But if you resist, you and your teammates will die here."
"Dai Feng, are you crazy?! How are you going to face the leader if you don't think about returning to the base?!"
Wan Qiluo stepped back. She knew Dai Feng's character and knew how he did things without considering the consequences. She reached for the walkie-talkie and tried to send a distress signal.
"If you want your teammates to die now, then do those little tricks. I don't recommend killing one first to show you."
Dai Feng stepped on the head of an unconscious teammate, and Wan Qiluo hurriedly raised his hands.
"Dai Feng, don't be impulsive. If you let them go now, everything will be fine."
"Hahahaha, sister Qiluo, don't waste time. After this is over, Yue Zhilin will take the blame. He will definitely come to save you. We will be happy in front of him and let him know why I am better than him. When he dies, everything was done by him."
Dai Feng swallowed and walked towards Wan Qiluo. He couldn't wait to tear Wan Qiluo's clothes into pieces.
Not to mention, wearing more clothes aroused his curiosity for knowledge.
Dai Feng had been waiting for this day for a long time, and he felt itchy when he met Wan Qiluo for the first time.
Today was finally the day the plan was implemented. Using Wan Qiluo's teammates as a threat, she chose a place where it would be dangerous for her to use her special powers, and brought people who could protect her.
It's also okay for him to let his teammates feel happy after he's done his job. After all, he's a kind-hearted boss who will think of his younger brothers when there's something good going on.
"Don't come over here! Dai Feng!"
Wan Qiluo ran inside.
"Don't run, sister Qiluo, or are you shy and want to choose a more secluded location? Hehehe, sister Qiluo, I'm very excited now~"
Dai Feng chased after him, but found it was a dead end, so Wan Qiluo's escape was in vain.
He grabbed Wan Qiluo's wrist roughly, and when he was about to strip her clothes off as she screamed, he saw a figure appear in the shadows.
"Fuck, you scared me!"
Dai Feng raised his hand without hesitation and prepared to attack the figure. Whoever was ruining his business at this time would die.
No one would care about the dead in the apocalypse. Ever since he awakened his powerful supernatural powers, he killed everyone he disliked.
Dai Feng increasingly felt that he had to seize opportunities in the apocalypse. After understanding the operation of the superpower base and the personalities of each important member, he could accomplish a lot of things.
The attack with his raised hand was not launched. The intense pain was only now transmitted back to his brain. Dai Feng opened his mouth wide, and his forearm and palm fell to the ground.
Blood gushed out from the flat cross-section of the arm.
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