Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 197 Walking Alone on a Winter Night
Bridge arch.

Ouyang sat on the survival kit with his back against the wall.

A campfire made of a few dry branches burned quietly in front of him, with an open tin can sitting on the leaping flames. The brown soup was bubbling with tiny bubbles, and plump beans were rolling around in the soup.

Ouyang took the can of food, scooped out a spoonful of steaming beans, carefully blew on them to cool them down, and only when the temperature was right did he carefully put them into his mouth.

The taste is just so-so, mainly sweet and fragrant.

Only Americans would find this delicious; for the people of the food-loving empire, it's barely edible.

After eating only half a box, Ouyang completely lost his appetite.

Previously, he was only focused on escaping the enemy's pursuit and didn't have time to think about so much. Now that he had some free time, his thoughts immediately began to churn like a surging sea.

His brain is like a CPU running at full power, constantly thinking and analyzing.

The enemy launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night, yet they were able to accurately eliminate the infected and capture the immune cells, indicating that they must have known about the situation in White Maple Town beforehand.

But how did they find out?

The most likely explanation is that there is a mole within the organization.

However, whether there is a mole or not is irrelevant to Ou Yang. He only wants to know the situation of Zhu Yiming and Jiang Yuwei!

Since the enemy's goal is to capture the immune individuals, the two of them should be safe, at least for the short term.

But how can we find the enemy's lair and rescue them?
Without a doubt, the enemy is not one or a few people, but a very large and powerful organization.

He was outnumbered and outmatched; to fight against such a behemoth was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Before even meeting the enemy, he already felt an uncontrollable tremor and instinctively wanted to run away.

Reality isn't a movie. There are definitely tough guys who can take on ten men, but Ouyang doesn't think he has that ability, and there are far more than ten enemies!

He hesitated, wavered, and felt uneasy.

The three of them had been together all along, eating and living together, helping and supporting each other. Although they were not related by blood, they were no different from family. Even a stone would have been warmed by time. No matter how heartless he was, he could not abandon Zhu and Jiang.

Some might say that at a time like this, you should take care of yourself first.

This statement seems correct at first glance, but different people have different tastes. When faced with crises and difficulties, some people's only thought is to escape and protect themselves first. They will never consider the interests and safety of others, and may even betray others for their own benefit.

Throughout history, there are countless examples of this.

However, there are also those who grit their teeth in adversity, refusing to yield, admit defeat, or give up, and rise against the odds despite the pressure.

Help the building when it is about to collapse, and turn the tide before it falls.

Their names will be recorded in history, and their fragrance will last for eternity.

Ouyang knew his own limitations and dared not compare himself to the sages of the past, but he did not want to give up, much less suffer the torment of his conscience for the rest of his life...

A roar of engines grew louder as the road overhead gradually receded into the distance.

Ouyang instinctively looked up, his gaze seemingly penetrating the road and seeing the vehicles speeding by.

He didn't take the little incident to heart, but instead took out a piece of cake wrapped in aluminum foil, toasted it over the fire, tore it open, and took a bite.

The food in the survival kit is quite plentiful; if you eat it sparingly, it should last for about three days. After that, you'll run out of food.

Ouyang couldn't help but sigh, not knowing where to look for help or how to resolve the food shortage crisis.

Just as he was frowning in worry, a low rumble came from outside the cave.

This time it wasn't a vehicle, but a helicopter!

Ouyang immediately crawled a few steps, sticking only his head out of the hole, looking up at the helicopter gradually disappearing into the distance.

It wasn't flying at low altitude, and there were no signs of a search; it wasn't coming for him.

He didn't think much of it and retreated back into the bridge hole to continue worrying.

However, not long after, another plane flew by, and it was a jet plane!

Even the most composed Ouyang realized something was wrong: Here we go again?

Two planes have already crashed in such a short time, and the rescue helicopters that came after yesterday's crash were also quite fast!
He immediately had a thought: Could the enemy's lair be nearby?
Even if we're not here, we're sure we can find some clues!
Once this idea was born, it grew wildly like weeds.

Ouyang immediately perked up and began inspecting the weapons.

There was one rifle, which was clearly an AR series, but the specific model was unknown. The only thing I could see was the word M27 on the magazine catch.

He had heard of the famous M16 and M4, but he really had no impression of the M27.

This gun has a barrel that's a bit longer than a regular rifle, and it comes with a built-in suppressor and an 8x scope... well, it just looks like one. Ouyang studied it for a bit and found a knob on the side of the scope. Turning the knob allows you to cycle through 3x, 6x, and 9x magnification!
This is amazing! It's the legendary variable magnification scope!

5.56mm caliber, that's very American.

It comes with 5 magazines containing 150 rounds of ammunition.

Then there's the gun in the pilot's survival kit, also an AR series.

I couldn't find the model number on the magazine catch, but I saw a line of letters above the ejection port: GUA-5A ASDW.

Ouyang pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out what ASDW meant. The only thing he could think of was the directional keys used in games.

This gun is very special; not only is the barrel and the receiver separate, but even the grip folds backward.

He pressed the barrel against the gun body, locked the latch, and immediately obtained a complete rifle.

But this thing is clearly for pilots to use in emergencies. It has no optical sights and no silencer, so it can't be compared to the M27 at all.

Ouyang was highly skeptical that such a thing would be of much use if Old Mi's pilots crashed.

It's certainly enough for self-destruction, but whether it's for self-defense against enemies is another matter.

Fortunately, it's relatively lightweight, so I can just carry it as a spare gun.

The 5A rifle only comes with four magazines. Ouyang tried it out and found that the magazines were interchangeable between the two rifles, so he now had nine magazines of 270 rounds.

There is also a Glock 19 and three magazines with 45 rounds of ammunition.

In addition to firearms and ammunition, there was a helmet with four night vision goggles, a military knife, and small accessories such as a tactical light.

It's clear that the original owner cared a lot about this gun, but now it's all gone to Ouyang.

He carefully rummaged through his survival kit again, throwing away all the useless items and keeping only the usable ones to lighten his load.

Surprisingly, they found a pair of aluminum alloy snow boots in a hidden compartment of the backpack!
Ou Yang couldn't help but curse. Old Mi was rich and powerful, and his equipment was damn complete!
No question, use it!

Then came the patient wait. From day to evening, a total of seventeen cars drove over Ouyang, averaging less than two per hour, which wasn't much.

However, during the same period, 24 helicopters and other aircraft flew by nearby! There were more planes than cars. Is this normal?
Ouyang became even more certain that the enemy was behind the dam.

Before it got completely dark, he crawled into the bridge arch and carefully observed the surrounding terrain. He discovered that there seemed to be a small hill to the south of the dam, which was one of the highest points near the dam.

After observing carefully for a while, Ou Yang found nothing unusual about the mountaintop and immediately made up his mind to make it his next target.

Patiently waiting until dark, Ouyang couldn't wait to run towards the hill. With the help of snowshoes, he only left a series of shallow oval marks on the snow, without worrying about sinking into the snow. He was also much faster than when he wasn't wearing snowshoes.

In less than an hour, he had reached the top of the mountain, and the buildings on the lakeside came into view.

Ouyang immediately lay down behind the ridgeline, set up his rifle, and used the scope as a telescope to observe the situation of the buildings.

The complex covers a vast area, mostly consisting of large buildings such as hangars, with only a row of independent buildings along the lake, which appears to be a resort.

Ouyang numbered all the large buildings, from the nearest to the furthest.

On the open ground in front of the buildings, there were more than a dozen helicopters and more than twenty small regional jets, indicating that this was originally an airport.

There are many small airports like this in the United States that cannot accommodate large aircraft.

Perhaps due to its remote location, or for some other unknown reason, the security here is not tight. At least Ouyang did not find any guards or walls. There was only an iron fence surrounding the entire complex, and it only enclosed the south, west, and north directions. The east side, which is the direction of the holiday trees, was completely unobstructed.

Ouyang knew very well that the defenses here might seem lax, but in reality, they were definitely not that simple.

However, the distance was still quite far, and many details were not clear. He still couldn't find where the surveillance camera was hidden.

Don't say no, that's impossible.

Ou Yang looked away, wanting to find a relatively safe route to get closer and take a look. Suddenly, a cluster of navigation lights lit up in front of the buildings, outlining the shape of the runway.

A group of American soldiers poured out of hangar number two and waited timidly at the end of the runway.

A moment later, a regional jet landed, and a group of Americans disembarked.

Four men in black suits, each carrying a rifle, walked in front; they were clearly bodyguards clearing the way.

Then the main character appeared; he was an old man whose face was obscured, with only his white hair visible.

Then several men and women got off the plane. Judging from their words and actions, they should be the old man's family.

The airport staff, who were just stomping their feet, are now all warm and welcoming, ready to invite their distinguished guests inside.

Coincidentally, the two helicopters returned at that moment and slowly landed inside the airport, only seventy or eighty meters away from the visitors.

The cabin door opened, and a group of Americans were dragged off the plane by rioters. Ouyang's eyes froze instantly.

Old Mi, who got off the helicopter, had obviously just come from the epidemic area; Ouyang was all too familiar with the smell on them.

The old man pointed at the old man who had just gotten off the plane and said something. The old man who was picking him up immediately nodded in agreement.

Ouyang still couldn't see their expressions clearly, but their demeanor gave him a feeling of great excitement.

The atmosphere between the two sides was very harmonious, except for the captured Old Mi, who was very hurt.

The white-haired old man and his family were invited into Building No. 2 by the staff, while the prisoners were led in another direction by the guards. Because the view was blocked, it was not seen which building they entered.

There was no sign of the helicopter taking off again, and the airport fell silent under the cover of night.

Whether things are truly peaceful or not, only Old Mi knows the answer.

Ouyang continued to observe and gradually realized that getting close to the airport was not so easy.

The airport is surrounded by flat, open land, with a straight-line distance of at least three kilometers, making it difficult to go unnoticed.

But as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. Perhaps due to the constantly changing water surface beneath the ice, the ice, which should have been as smooth as a mirror, became uneven, with piles of ice everywhere, breaking the entire ice surface into pieces.

However, the closer you get to the lake shore, the less noticeable the undulations become. The shore is completely exposed for over a hundred meters, and there is also nearly three hundred meters of open space between the shore and the buildings.

Ouyang immediately planned out several safe routes to the airport in his mind, but the last open area was simply impossible to find.

His gaze suddenly fell on the dam.

The dam and the airport are so close together, the airport's electricity must come from the dam. Would it be easier to break the dam first, cut off the airport's power, and then find a way to sneak in?
Ouyang immediately dismissed the idea.

Such a large airport must have a backup power supply. Damaging the dam might not disrupt the enemy's deployment; in fact, it could make the airport authorities more vigilant.

It's not worth the risk, give up.

Then, Ouyang's gaze fell on the planes in the airport, and a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

He immediately crossed the ridge and followed the route he had observed beforehand, circling around to the north of the airport. It took him two whole hours to reach a position only 800 meters from the airport.

They drew their guns to investigate but found no surveillance footage.

Ouyang didn't know the range of the M27, but judging from the barrel length, 800 meters should be a suitable distance.

He immediately set up his rifle, adjusted the scope to maximum magnification, and used the black dot below the crosshairs, which represented 800 meters, to aim at the engine trigger of a regional airliner.

With a soft snap, a bullet flew over 800 meters and hit the engine accurately. A tiny, inconspicuous spot of light suddenly appeared on the outermost fan blade.

There were gunshots, but they weren't very loud. They could be heard clearly nearby, but definitely not 800 meters away.

Ouyang had a better idea of ​​what to do. Feeling that one bullet wasn't enough, he fired a short burst, and two out of three bullets hit their mark.

Ouyang was in high spirits and aimed at the other engine, continuing to fire.

So he first called out the names of all the regional airliners, and both engines at the same time. It took him three full magazines to make sure he had checked out every single one of the planes he could see.

Including helicopters.

The only difference is that regional jets use engines, while helicopters use rotor blades.

During this time, an old American came out of Building No. 3 and seemed to hear the sound of a bullet hitting the ground, but when he listened carefully, he only heard the sound of the north wind howling.

They continued forward, stopping to observe each time they got closer, but even with only 300 meters left, they still found nothing.

Ouyang simply sat down with his back against the ice pile, looked up at the starry sky, cleared his mind, and let himself rest for a while.

It's only a little past nine o'clock, still a bit early. We'll be more confident in taking action later in the night when the staff are exhausted!

Around 10 p.m., the doors of Building No. 2 suddenly opened, and the white-haired old man, who had been lingering for more than three hours, was escorted out by airport staff.

Ouyang immediately kept an eye on the airport and prepared for any eventuality.

The old man boarded the plane with his family, and the pilot immediately started the engine.

Just two seconds later, the right engine of the plane suddenly exploded slightly, a bright flame shot out of the engine, and a thick smoke billowed out of the engine. In a short while, half of the wing was engulfed in flames.

The cabin door opened, and the furious old man and his family rushed out, throwing the airport staff into chaos.
(End of this chapter)