The sun shone brightly, the breeze carrying a hint of heat.
"Mingjun, you're still injured from your last fight with a mutant. You don't need to go on this mission. Guard the convoy, and call us on the walkie-talkie if anything happens." Lin Yuan was the last to leave, and he still had things to tell Zhu Mingjun. "Also, until we get back, you and Qin Xia will be responsible for vigilance. The terrain here is narrow front and back, with hills on both sides. There might be survivors, so keep an eye out."
After giving instructions, Lin Yuan bent down to look at the two children, Sun Qin and Liu Ziyi, and smiled. "Big brothers and sisters are going out to fight monsters. You two be good at home, okay? If you meet bad people, press the talk button on the walkie-talkie. Got it?"
Unexpectedly, Sun Qin and Liu Ziyi frowned upon hearing this. They said, "Lin Yuan, we're not little kids anymore. We know you're going out to eliminate zombies, and it's very dangerous. We will definitely be good."
Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then smiled. He didn't say anything, just patted the two children's hair, and then they set off.
Zhu Mingjun watched Lin Yuan catch up with the main group, silently offering his blessings.
"Kiddo, Ziyi, hurry back to the car." Qin Xia waved, signaling the two children back into the armored vehicle, and then she and Zhu Mingjun began to keep watch with their guns.
What they didn't know was that on another mountain more than a thousand meters away, a group of people was watching them.
At this distance, if Jiang Ziqi didn't focus her hearing to a single line, she wouldn't have heard anything.
"Brother, should we make a move? Are these the same people we met last time?" Someone who didn't get a telescope was a bit impatient.
A man who looked like a leader heard this and slapped his unpromising younger brother on the head. "Make a move? Make a move for what? Didn't you see there were children in their convoy? Didn't you see they have guns too? If you want to die, your brother still wants to live."
"Oh."
"Alright, alright, don't be upset. I'll give you a bird's egg to eat tonight." This older brother couldn't stand seeing his younger brother's expression and quickly coaxed him with food.
"Okay, brother!"
"..."
Honestly, were you just trying to trick me into giving you bird's eggs to eat?!
Ignoring his excitedly delighted younger brother who remained in place, he turned to the seemingly empty woods and said, "Let's go. Let's follow them and see if we can get some leftovers. I remember there's a military camp in that direction."
At this command, more than a dozen people wearing leaves and dry grass emerged from the woods.
These people's faces were slightly thin, but their spirits were high. They wore clothes they had sewn themselves. These clothes looked like camouflage, but it was clear at a glance that the camouflage was dyed with pigments, a dusty green, providing decent concealment.
The guns dropped from the airdrop were also slung over their shoulders, wrapped in dry grass and cloth strips. They were already a well-trained survivor team.
"Follow, move out!"
Meanwhile, Lin Yuan and his group had reached a small slope about 500 meters from the military camp. They hadn't taken the main road because they were afraid there might be survivors inside the camp, and it would be troublesome if they were mistakenly fired upon.
Let's observe first.
This military camp wasn't large in terms of building area, but it had everything it needed: dormitories, a central building, a mess hall, an armory, a shooting range, a medical room, and a sports field.
Lin Yuan even saw a vegetable patch, a pigsty, and a chicken coop through his binoculars.
It was clearly a self-sufficient military camp.
"No survivors or high-level mutants have been spotted yet. Now, let's assign tasks. Thirteen people, four per group, divided into three groups. Shield bearers will be me, Wu Tian, and Jiang Ziqi. In each group, one person will carry a spear, one will carry a rifle, and one will carry a pistol, advancing in a 1-2-1 formation. Mu Qingtian will form her own group, find a sniper position, and be responsible for rescue and vigilance. If you spot a high-level mutant, open fire immediately. Don't hesitate. Do you all understand?"
"Understood!"
"Team up within 15 seconds. Start now!"
Teaming up didn't take much time. The formation was shield bearers in the front, with riflemen and spearmen on the left and right in the middle, and pistoleros at the back to react flexibly, finish off enemies, or provide support.
After giving the sniper rifle to Mu Qingtian, her QBU-191 was given to Zhao Anjing, who had better shooting scores. Zhao Anjing's rifle was then given to Liu Mengmeng. This girl's training results were slightly better than Yan Ruyu's.
Yan Ruyu, since being captured, had not eaten any meat, only pickles with rice. Every so often, she would receive a bird's egg and fresh vegetables to sustain her life.
Therefore, her strength and stamina lagged behind, and she could only slowly improve her physical condition. Being able to wield a Type 92 modified pistol now was a result of great effort.
Shooting is fun for a while, but constantly shooting is a different experience.
"I'll say it one last time: listen to orders during combat. Now, all combat groups, follow the shield bearers and advance in the predetermined formation!"
With that, Lin Yuan gripped his axe and raised his iron shield in front of him, quickly advancing towards the military camp.
As they approached the camp, zombies wandering near the sentry posts spotted Lin Yuan and his group.
It was an ordinary fungal mutant. Lin Yuan cleanly split the zombie's head with an axe and charged into the military camp.
Directly facing the main gate was a small plaza with a circle of small shrubs planted around it. It was likely a place for gathering and resting or receiving external personnel.
"Assign one group to follow Mu Qingtian to the dormitory building to find a sniper position."
When the zombie crisis broke out, the army was not resting. Most of the soldiers were training, and there were very few people in the dormitories.
The remaining two groups followed Lin Yuan towards the central building.
The first thing to clear was this place, as it would contain the key to the armory and a detailed map of the military camp.
There were no wandering zombies in the small plaza, so Lin Yuan and his group easily infiltrated the central building. There was only one zombie on the first floor, and its head was split before it could even let out a few cries.
"Wait, Captain, I heard a special set of footsteps. It's on the second floor of the central building."
Everyone was wearing gas masks, and their voices were muffled. Jiang Ziqi used hand gestures to indicate that there was a special zombie upstairs.
The central building only had three floors, and Jiang Ziqi was on the second floor when she heard the special footsteps.
No way, could there be a Rank 4 mutant in this place too?
The broadcast didn't mention it. It couldn't be that they had encountered two in a row, could it?
He also signaled to the team members following him.
"Group 2, change formation, provide cover, and advance upstairs!"
No matter what it was, they would go up and find out.
Turning the corner to the stairs leading to the second floor, Lin Yuan could already see what the zombie on the second floor looked like.
It was like a virus, covered with fleshy protrusions of varying lengths and numerous yellow-green mushrooms. However, its eyes were not purely blood-red, so it wasn't a Night Demon.
"It must be a failed evolutionary fungal mutant," Lin Yuan thought to himself.
"Open fire!!" The moment Lin Yuan gave the signal, the riflemen below the shield bearers immediately opened fire with targeted shots.
This special fungal mutant absorbed all the bullets and kinetic energy, and its body became increasingly swollen.
"Fall back, fall back!" Lin Yuan, sensing that something was wrong, quickly signaled the team to retreat.
As soon as they retreated to the stairwell, the zombie, like a deflated ball, sprayed a large amount of yellow-green gas from its protrusions.