Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

Jiang Sicheng inspected the firearms and then looked at the group of people.

"Go back the way you came, and follow the direction Chen Su initially pointed out." His instructions were concise and clear.

He Yunfan nodded silently and turned around first.

Song Yi spat at Zhao Dahai, who was curled up on the ground, put away his gun, and followed He Yunfan, muttering curses under his breath.

Suppressing her complex emotions, Chen Su took a deep breath, and with her still somewhat stinging legs, tried her best to keep up with the group.

This time, without Zhao Dahai's interference and deliberate misleading, the process went much more smoothly.

Guided by Chen Su, they quickly returned to the overgrown corner on the east side of the freight yard, which was filled with construction waste.

This place is even more desolate, overgrown with weeds, and the ground is scattered with broken bricks and stones and unknown industrial waste.

After a careful search, a rusty, round manhole cover was found half-buried in mud and gravel behind a clump of dense wormwood.

The manhole cover was engraved with blurry municipal markings and dates, and the edges were filled with withered leaves and dirt, indicating that it had not been touched for a long time.

"This should be it." Chen Su pointed to the manhole cover, his tone certain. "Master Zhang said the entrance was rather hidden, covered by weeds, which matches the situation here."

Jiang Sicheng signaled Song Yi and He Yunfan to keep watch on their surroundings, while he crouched down, used a dagger to pry open the debris around the edge of the manhole cover, grabbed the pull ring on the edge of the cover with both hands, and lifted it off forcefully.

"Clang!"

The heavy manhole cover was removed, revealing a dark, vertically downward-facing opening.

A ladder was embedded in the edge of the opening.

Jiang Sicheng turned on his powerful flashlight, and the beam of light entered the cave entrance.

Below is a circular cement pipe with a diameter of more than two meters.

Surprisingly, the bottom of the pipe was dry, with only some sediment and scattered garbage, and no sewage as expected.

It seems that due to the factory's long-term shutdown, this semi-abandoned pipe has long since stopped flowing with water.

"There are no signs of recent cement sealing." He Yunfan concluded after observation, "The entrance steps are intact, and there is no obvious collapse or human blockage at the pipe opening. The smell is mainly soil and a small amount of metal corrosion, with no obvious methane or strong putrid odor."

Song Yi nodded as well.

"I'll go first." Jiang Sicheng said succinctly, grabbed the ladder with both hands, and slid down first with nimble movements.

His figure quickly disappeared at the cave entrance, leaving only the beam of his flashlight flickering below.

A few seconds later, his deep voice came from below: "Safe. Come down, be careful, the ladder is slippery."

Next was He Yunfan, who lowered the medical kit and backpack down with a rope, and then nimbly climbed down himself.

Song Yi let Chen Su go first, while he stayed behind to cover the rear.

Despite the pain in her knees, Chen Su carefully gripped the rusty ladder and moved down step by step.

The air inside the pipes was cooler than upstairs, carrying an earthy, musty smell, but there was no suffocating stench.

Jiang Sicheng helped her up from below, ensuring she landed safely.

Finally, Song Yi came down and replaced the manhole cover, leaving a gap for air circulation and emergency evacuation, while also making it difficult for others to notice.

The four men turned on several powerful flashlights, illuminating the dark underground pipe.

The pipe stretched forward, but deep inside remained darkness.

"Let's go." Jiang Sicheng led the way, Chen Su followed closely behind to give directions, and He Yunfan and Song Yi brought up the rear.

The pipe is not spacious, and you need to bend over slightly to move forward.

Underfoot was a thick layer of dried, hardened silt and sediment, which was a little soft to step on, but still walkable.

It was nowhere near as exaggerated as Zhao Dahai's description of it as "filthy, smelly, and impassable."

Guided by Chen Su, they walked along the pipe for about ten minutes.

During the journey, they passed several intersections. Based on her memory and Mr. Zhang's vague description, Chen Su chose the correct direction.

The pipe was silent except for the sounds of their footsteps, breathing, and the rustling of their clothes against the pipe walls.

Finally, a different kind of light appeared ahead; it was no longer the reflection of a flashlight, but the light of day.

At the same time, a fresh stream of air, carrying the scent of plants, flowed in.

"We should be there soon!" Chen Su perked up and quickened his pace.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed found that the end of the pipe was blocked by a rusted iron fence that was almost unrecognizable.

Many of the iron bars of the fence are broken or twisted, and the gaps are large.

Outside the fence, collapsed bricks and stones and overgrown weeds can be vaguely seen.

"Make way." Song Yi stretched his wrists and ankles, stepped forward, and gestured for the others to step back.

He took two steps and kicked the already crumbling iron fence in the middle.

"Snap!"

A cracking sound rang out.

The entire iron fence dented outwards, and the connection with the wall completely broke apart, revealing a gap large enough for a person to bend over and pass through.

Song Yi clapped his hands triumphantly: "Done!"

The four people crawled out of the gap one by one.

The outside world suddenly opened up.

Before me lay a scene of devastation, yet also a vast and empty wasteland.

This is clearly the old residential area behind the factory, which was planned for demolition long ago and where most residents have already moved away.

Broken walls and ruins are everywhere, with broken bricks, rotten wooden beams, and rusty iron sheets piled up haphazardly.

Weeds and vines grew wildly among the ruins, almost completely obscuring the original road.

In the distance, there were a few relatively intact low-rise houses, their windows dark and empty, and it was unclear whether anyone or something else was still inside.

The surroundings were silent, except for the sound of the wind and the occasional call of an unknown bird in the distance.

But importantly, no zombies were seen moving within sight.

The air was filled with the unique smell of dust and decaying plants characteristic of ruins. Although desolate, it felt much more comfortable than the heavy stench of blood and corpses in the factory.

Jiang Sicheng quickly made a hand gesture, and the team members immediately dispersed, took up advantageous positions, and observed their surroundings.

He Yunfan took out a small telescope and carefully searched the windows of the distant and remaining buildings.

Song Yi then examined the marks on the ground and around him.

"No signs of recent human or zombie activity," He Yunfan reported in a low voice after observing. "It's very quiet."

"It's really quiet." Song Yi looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Sicheng nodded, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding terrain and road markings.

He was looking for a road that vehicles could pass through.

Although the area is dilapidated, the original street framework is still there, but due to demolition and the accumulation of ruins, many places are no longer directly passable.

Despite the pain in her legs, Chen Su helped to determine the direction.

She remembered that Mr. Zhang had mentioned that behind this demolition area there was a dilapidated road that, though barely passable for trucks, connected to the outer ring road.

They spent some time exploring the edges of the ruins and through the weeds, eventually finding an old road a few hundred meters away.

The road meanders, seemingly leading back to another direction of the factory yard.

The road conditions were definitely bad, but it shouldn't be a big problem for their modified off-road vehicle.

After confirming the safety of the exit and the subsequent route, Jiang Sicheng made a decisive decision: "Return by the same route."

He made a decision: "Move all the supplies from the storage room onto the vehicle, then drive here. This place is suitable for a temporary rest; it has a relatively open view and is easy to defend and difficult to attack."