Abnormal survival in the end times

Chapter 282 Internal Strife, Reaping the Consequences

The night was deep, as black as ink, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Three jeeps, one minivan, and one pickup truck were parked in a row on the small road in the middle of the village.

In a nearby courtyard where the wall had collapsed, flames crackled and popped intermittently as three young men on night duty sat drowsily in front of the fire.

Outside the village, a dozen or so dark figures gathered and dispersed, their footsteps light and silent as they moved.

We slowly moved closer to the firelight along the narrow alleyway in the middle of the courtyard wall.

When they were about fifty meters away from the convoy and the bonfire, the shadowy figures stopped.

One of them took out a long, rectangular box from his backpack, opened it, and took out something that looked like a long gun. He then took out a small tube and attached it to the gun head, like a silencer.

Then, the man scrambled onto the wall beside him, using a protruding section of the wall as cover. He then rested his rifle on it, took aim quickly, and as his finger pulled the trigger, there was a very slight "poof," and a round little thing came out of the gun and sped towards the campfire in front of him.

The moment the sphere entered the fire, before it could even burst into flames and release a cloud of smoke, everything, including the wood and the flames, was frozen solid.

The flames, encased and frozen in ice, emitted a soft, orange glow, a truly beautiful sight.

The man in black, who was crouching on the wall holding a long spear, was stunned. After a moment of shock, he realized something was wrong. Before he could turn around and run away, a dagger silently slashed across his neck.

The man in black, his eyes wide open, fell from the wall. Before losing consciousness, he saw that all his companions behind him had fallen to the ground.

So fast!

These were the last two words that appeared in the man's mind before he closed his eyes.

With a whoosh, the ice on the fire melted away, turning into water, but before it could hit the ground, it evaporated completely, leaving not a single drop on the burning wood.

Fan Kang, who was also a water-based ability user, was extremely envious when he saw this. When would he be able to control water to such an extent?

Of the three who were originally sitting by the fire, only Du Qiyan remained, slowly and methodically adding wood to the fire.

The cars next to them were quiet. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that each car contained only one or two people: Sang Da and Sang Er, Huang Liu and Xiao Hei, Fan Kang and his two companions, plus the military doctor Zeng Mei.

The others, however, had all vanished without a trace.

Outside the village, in a low-lying depression cracked by the earthquake, more than twenty foreigners dressed in black combat uniforms, whose facial features were distinctly different from those of Chinese people, had all had their legs broken and were piled together.

If someone tried to struggle to get up, a dagger would immediately slash across their body with lightning speed. But they were still tough enough that even when their tendons were severed by the dagger, none of them screamed loudly; at most, they gritted their teeth and groaned.

Qiao Fei clenched his fist, twirled it, and punched the person closest to him in the face.

With a bang, blood and teeth spurted from his mouth, and upon closer inspection, at least ten teeth were found on the ground.

So this punch directly crippled half of the opponent's mouth.

"They arrived before the apocalypse? What are they planning, hmm?"

The person who was hit had their mouth wide open, their eyes red with pain, and they couldn't utter a single word.

Qiao Fei scoffed. He didn't really want to interrogate them. After the two sides had just exchanged blows, he had a rough idea of ​​where these people came from.

When I went on missions to the border before, I encountered many people like this. Anyone can be hired as long as you have money.

Calling them mercenaries isn't entirely accurate; their skills are fundamentally different from those of real mercenaries. To put it bluntly, they are thugs trained and trained by certain gangs operating in lawless areas, who will work for money.

Such people are unaware of the core information.

Jiang Minglang simply said, "Burn it."

Soon, flames shot up from the pit, and the smell of burning human flesh filled the air, attracting some bright eyes in the darkness to stir restlessly.

However, animals have a more acute sense of danger than humans. They realized that the group of people in front of them were not so easy to deal with, so they came and went one by one, none of them staying.

Including the dozen or so who entered the village, this group brought a total of thirty-eight people, but none of them were particularly strong in combat.

It's unclear whether it's because too many were sent out before, leaving few remaining, or whether a large number of personnel were stationed in the rear to protect their base and experimental sites.

Regardless of the situation, for Jiang Minglang and his group, it was simply a matter of dealing with whatever came their way.

The good news is that we are about to reach our destination and complete our mission.

This is extremely important to Jiang Minglang.

The next morning, after having a quick bite to eat, the group of five cars continued their journey.

"You're saying they've already passed the Monkey Forest?"

A pale-faced, thin, brown-haired man with bloodshot eyes stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "How is this possible? I used special medicine on all those monkeys, and there were so many of them... How many of them came? Could it be the entire Kyoto Guard?"

The man refused to believe that his prized zombie monkeys had been so easily wiped out. He preferred to believe that the self-righteous soldiers had either defeated a larger force with fewer troops or had used firearms in a despicable manner to kill his monkeys.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed man and woman sitting opposite him looked even worse than he did, because the latest news was that there were less than twenty people who were about to arrive.

But even with such a small number, they not only wiped out all the zombie monkeys they kept in the forest, but also failed to bring back any of the thirty-odd people they sent out.

It goes without saying what it means that he didn't come back.

"Luo, now is not the time to talk about this. Listen to us, quickly pack some important things and leave first."

"Leave?" The man named 'Luo' frowned and said unhappily, "This is our main base. All our people are here, whether they are born with supernatural abilities or acquired ones. There are a lot of superhumans. At the very least, there are those zombies who can stay conscious. So many people can't deal with a small team that has traveled a long way?"

He found it ridiculous that they retreated without a fight.

The man's thin, somewhat deformed face twisted with a ferocious expression. "Didn't you have grand ambitions and aspirations at the beginning of the apocalypse? You wanted to take advantage of the apocalypse to conquer this land, turn those black-haired, black-eyed humans into zombies, and wipe them out completely, so they would never exist again. But what about now?"

He looked at the two people opposite him and sneered, "You two can't even handle a team of a dozen people. I think you shouldn't talk about ambition or aspirations anymore. It's embarrassing enough."

The blond man with blue eyes across from him darkened considerably at his words and couldn't help but retort, "Is this our fault? It's all because you insisted on agreeing to You Junyan's plan to brazenly kidnap the Kyoto commander's sister. Even with a rare self-healing ability, you can't just snatch something from a tiger's mouth. You had to provoke the biggest power in Kyoto at this time. Otherwise, how would Kyoto have known about us so quickly and sent people?" "You still have the nerve to bring this up? Is this You Junyan's fault? It's all because your men were useless! Over a hundred people couldn't even capture a woman who couldn't attack, and we lost a valuable asset. I told you before that the moment You was captured, you had to find a way to rescue him immediately. After all, he's very talented in drug development; he's a real talent. Did you listen? Did you even try to rescue him?"

They've caused such a huge mess that they need someone to come to their rescue?
Even though the woman opposite him had always been on Luo's side, she couldn't help but feel angry when she heard him say that.

But since he was a key member of their lab, it wasn't easy to offend him.

He could only force himself to persuade her, "Luo, the place where You was captured is too far from here, and we can't spare any manpower to rescue her for the time being. But don't worry, once this crisis is over, we will definitely send someone to rescue You."

At this time, they had no idea that You Junyan had died on the third day after being captured, having starved to death.

According to those arrested with him, they often used this method to punish those who tried to escape or were uncooperative when they arrested people for research or drug trials.

It would be fair for You Junyan to treat him the same way he treated them.

Meanwhile, the brown-haired mixed-race genius named 'Luo' refused to budge no matter how much they tried to persuade him, and he looked down on the two men's attempt to escape without even fighting.

At this crucial moment, the two sides disagreed and had a heated argument. In the end, 'Luo' ran to the control room in a fit of anger and opened all the cells in the basement, releasing the superhuman zombies that even they could not control.

These people were already superhumans before they turned into zombies, so theoretically they should be able to resist the zombie virus with their own immunity. They did indeed survive the first wave.

However, during the second round of injections, this madman Luo added a cell-stimulating drug to the zombie virus and prematurely weakened their immune systems, ultimately leading to their zombification.

He turned into a mindless zombie with powerful superpowers!
He is powerful, but his weakness is that he can no longer control it.

In reality, the drug that You Junyan injected into He Yan was also ineffective, and those kinds of zombies were equally difficult for them to control.

This is why they are still raising zombies and haven't used the drug entirely on the captured test subjects. It still needs improvement and isn't suitable for widespread use yet.

The prison doors on the third basement level were opened one by one. The zombies, who had been standing inside blankly, instinctively moved toward the source of the sound after hearing the doors open, and then walked out of the prison one by one with their heads tilted and mouths grinning.

To get from underground to above ground, you have to take the middle freight elevator.

About an hour later, the elevator button was pressed, and when it ascended from the third basement level to the ground, the elevator doors opened, and the zombies inside walked out one after another.
When Jiang Minglang and his group found the experimental base's hideout, they saw an airplane take off before they even got close. As it slowly ascended, Jiang Minglang took out his sniper rifle.

Bang bang bang!
After three gunshots, nearly two kilometers apart in mid-air, the plane swayed slightly before crashing to the ground.

A helicopter following behind the plane also crashed to the ground after two gunshots.

The loud crash of the plane hitting the ground attracted the zombies that had just been released. They howled and pounced on the figures inside the plane. Glass shattered everywhere, and the plane's exterior was smashed with a series of thuds, leaving Jiang Minglang and his group dumbfounded.

Old Sheng stroked his chin and clicked his tongue, "Is this...internal strife?"

Ren Bin chuckled, "I'm afraid they've gone too far."

Old Sheng suddenly remembered something and slapped him on the head, "Xiao Binzi, your cousin..."

"What cousin? I'm not related to that person at all. If you mention it again, I'll get angry."

The defection of the entire western base was a foregone conclusion. His cousin Liu Ming, whom he hadn't contacted in ages, was the commander of the western garrison. No one would believe that he hadn't colluded with Hu Ziyi and Gu Guangxin.

Once Zeng Xi takes over the western base, Liu Ming will either have to flee abroad or be captured and executed; there is no third option.

Liu Ming is finished.

Everyone knew the outcome. Lao Sheng was just teasing Ren Bin out of boredom, since he had actually called him "brother" when that person came to him.

Ren Bin didn't want to, but he just hadn't realized it yet. After all, Liu Ming was his cousin by blood.

But just thinking about him now makes me incredibly angry.

Damn it, I knew it! Those relatives or classmates you haven't contacted in ages, if they suddenly reach out, it's never good news. They'll either give you a gift or set a trap for you.

Zeng Xi, acting as the lead-in, was delayed on the road. By the time he arrived in Muye County, Jiang Minglang and the others had already taken a detour and left the area a day earlier.

Unable to stand the environment here, Lü Siqi led his men back to the southern base shortly after Jiang Minglang and the others left.

But Xu Jingchuan stayed.

Because Muye County is large enough, there are quite a few zombies trapped inside. He needs to clean them up and also clear the main national highway next to the county town. This workload cannot be completed in one day.

Therefore, he unexpectedly ran into Zeng Xi the next day.

"Commander Zeng, I am Xu Jingchuan, deputy captain of the Southern Base Defense Force."

"Xu Jingchuan? Who is Xu Jingrui to you?"

"My older brother."

"How is he now?"

".at home."

Zeng Xi realized that about four years before the apocalypse, Xu Jingrui lost a leg while on a mission and had to switch careers to become a clerical worker in a local government office.

It's a pity.

It's even more of a waste to stay at home now.

After getting a general understanding of the situation in Muye County, Zeng Xi remembered something before leaving and asked Xu Jingchuan, "Have you seen Du Qiyan?"

"Who?"

Xu Jingchuan didn't react at first, after all, the eldest brother of the Lü family who grew up with him didn't have this name at first, his name was Lü Yanqi.

Zeng Xi, of course, knew Lao Du's former name, but he didn't mention it. Xu Jingchuan, however, reacted in just three seconds. He first stared in surprise, then a flash of ecstasy crossed his face, but he quickly suppressed it and calmly shook his head, "No."

Since Commander Zeng asked this question, does it mean that Brother Yan Qi is back?
Xu Jingchuan felt a surge of turmoil and a wave of distress wash over him.