In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

Could it be that Xu Shuai and his group, who were trapped in the villa, were rescued by some mysterious team?

This is not just random speculation; some people possess power far beyond imagination.

Regardless, with the apocalypse approaching and Wang Tianyi as a powerful figure, Wang Qing decided to stay here until he received further instructions.

Firstly, this place is safe, unlike the city center, which is teeming with endless zombies.

The zombies, like wild dogs that hadn't eaten for half a month, swarmed over at the slightest sound.

Secondly, it allows them to rest and replenish their energy, maintaining a high level of combat readiness.

Not long after, under Jia Zheng's guidance, the younger brother edited the video and sent it to Wang Qing.

After reviewing several versions, Wang Qing was still not satisfied. After several major revisions, he finally decided to choose the first version.

After sending the video to Wang Tianyi, Wang Qing announced the order to everyone, informing them to stay where they were and wait for further instructions.

The group was starving, their stomachs growling. Although they were dissatisfied and couldn't understand why Wang Qing had made them stay there, no one dared to complain to him.

Having not had a hot meal in a long time, Wang Qing rubbed his empty stomach and immediately understood his brothers' predicament.

He stood up and shouted, breaking up the group into small teams of four, and they began scavenging for food from the surrounding villas.

People came and went, and Xu Shuai, standing on the deck of the flying house, rubbed his chin and watched quietly.

He wasn't in a hurry; with people coming and going below, continuing the operation at this point would be extremely risky.

The enemy is in the open, while he is in the shadows; he has plenty of patience.

Given the nature of flying houses, the darker the sky, the more real this natural camouflage becomes.

They were hoping Wang Qing could stay until dark, so Xu Shuai took out his phone and patiently explained in the group chat:

"It looks like this is going to be a long battle. Everyone should be prepared to stay up all night."

It's 15:30 PM now, and it's only a few hours until it gets dark.

Everyone replied in unison: Received.

After sending the "Received" emoji, Yang Kexin's beautiful eyes sparkled. She swiped her finger back to the friends page and opened the chat box with Fang Lan.

From his vantage point, Xu Shuai could easily deduce Wang Qing's motives by observing the direction of people's movements.

Things started to get interesting when the limbs of the aquatic mutant zombies were swept into the pool in one go.

No matter how tenacious a zombie's vitality is, even if it is an aquatic zombie that can heal itself through water, if it is smashed into pieces, how can it possibly revive again?

......

This stalemate continued into the evening.

While waiting for Wang Tianyi's reply, Wang Qing ordered his underlings to load all the medical boxes piled up in the yard onto the truck.

He then ordered people to find wood and, by dismantling a large amount of furniture, lit a roaring bonfire in the courtyard.

It's outrageous! Several villas in a row were ransacked, and the main gates and iron gates were all gone.

The entire villa was devoid of any metal tools. What was most perplexing was that, damn it, even the electrical wires inside the villa had been removed.

If you want to charge your phone, you have to go back to your car, start the engine, and use the car's charging port to charge it at a snail's pace.

As night fell, apart from the streetlights which were still working, the entire villa area was pitch black, even more terrifying than the night before.

As dusk fell, the henchmen who had gone out to scavenge for supplies returned to their original location, carrying large and small bags of provisions and still feeling a lingering sense of shock.

"Brother, something's not right. All afternoon, all the villas in the area have been searched, but we searched very carefully and couldn't find a single person."

The supplies in the backpack were emptied into a pile, and someone immediately stepped forward to sort and organize them.

Most of them are packaged foods that have been opened, are not easy to store, and have already thawed naturally.

Fish balls, shrimp paste, and fresh, juicy frozen meat.

No one cared about the size of the meat pieces; they simply picked up salt, rubbed it on, and used small sticks as skewers to make meat skewers.

For heavy, large pieces of meat, use more skewers and grill them around the campfire.

After all, there were no tools to cut it, and damn it, we couldn't even find an iron pot, so we couldn't even have a hot drink.

The group of people ate until their faces were black with soot, making "ch-ch-ch" sounds from time to time.

Wang Qing sat upright in his armchair, took the meat skewers his younger brother had grilled, and while gazing blankly at the night sky, he smacked his lips and didn't forget to give a few instructions:

"Don't just eat it yourself, take a few skewers and send them to the brothers guarding the supplies."

......

Meanwhile, under the cover of darkness, Xu Shuai secretly lowered the flying house to a height parallel to the truck.

He exchanged a glance with Ye Ziming, who then nimbly and silently leaped into the truck bed.

This was a plan that everyone had already prepared: first, move the ammunition boxes, and then find an opportunity to send Su Mo or Yang Kexin into the truck through the open window.

After an afternoon of observation, it was found that the underlings responsible for guarding the horses spent most of their time boasting about walking them, and none of them went back to the wagon bed to check on them closely.

They can't be blamed for this; who could have predicted that someone would silently steal supplies by falling from the sky?

Just as Ye Ziming handed over two boxes of ammunition, he heard a series of chaotic footsteps. At Xu Shuai's signal, he quickly climbed down and hid his body inside the truck bed.

Xu Shuai led the three women to move the ammunition boxes that had been moved to the deck of the flying house to the area where Molotov cocktails were piled up.

A fully loaded ammunition box, containing nearly 1500 rounds of ammunition, weighs close to 25 kilograms.

For Xu Shuai, this weight is not heavy.

But for Yang Kexin and her two companions, 50 pounds is a weight that few women can carry alone without making a sound.

Being able to move it is one thing, but having to carry it a short distance makes the challenge quite difficult.

Fortunately, with two people working together, they could manage to lift it if they gritted their teeth.

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and a voice rang out: "Captain Jia, this is some kebabs the boss sent me. You guys have some first, I'll bring some more over when they're done grilling."

"Oh dear, oh dear, how could I accept this..." Jia Zheng smiled and took the meat skewers, selecting the largest ones for himself, and then distributing the remaining smaller skewers and meatballs to the people around him.

The aroma of the roasted meat, along with a subtle smoky fragrance, whetted everyone's appetite.

"Brother Jia, you know what, these skewers really smell delicious."

"We never had the chance to eat such top-quality meat before. It smelled so good I almost bit my tongue. After the apocalypse, it seems like danger is everywhere, but unexpectedly, under the leadership of our leader, our standard of living has actually improved."

"Hahaha, that's for sure. Doomsday, doomsday, for ordinary people, it's definitely the end of the world, but for the strong, isn't this the best opportunity to defy fate?"

While the guards were busy eating, Xu Shuai smiled slightly and gave Ye Ziming, who was sneaking around and peeking to observe the situation, a look that signaled them to continue their mission.

The guards ate with gusto, and Xu Shuai and his men also carried the food with great enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, with so many people around, Xu Shuai and his companions had to stop their actions from time to time to observe.

Adding the weight of fifty pounds, it was quite a challenge for the three women, and moving the ammunition boxes was not as quick as they had expected.

Just then, a sharp ringtone shattered the joyful atmosphere.