Apocalyptic Hoarding Diary

Old Wang's face turned extremely ugly; this was definitely not a situation that they, with only a few weapons and rudimentary tools, could handle.

Without the slightest hesitation, he abruptly unfastened the distress device from his waist, a device with an independent power supply and positioning mechanism that could only be used in emergencies.

It was a black device, slightly larger than a cigarette pack, with only one conspicuous red button protected by a transparent plastic cover.

Old Wang pried open the plastic cover with his thumb and pressed the button without hesitation!

This signal means that the collection team is facing an existential threat that it cannot handle independently.

According to the plan, Captain Li of the main force will immediately lead all soldiers to the precise coordinates to carry out the rescue the moment the signal is received!

After pressing the button, Lao Wang used hand gestures to convey the instructions to all team members: "High alert! Stay in place, absolutely no sound or movement without my order! Await rescue!"

The order was given, and the atmosphere froze. Everyone huddled behind their bunkers, not daring to even breathe.

The heavy dragging sound and the snapping of branches grew closer and closer, seemingly just a few dozen meters away. You could even faintly smell a foul odor carried on the wind, a smell of earth and decay.

Xu Xiaoyan clutched the small cloth bag containing sea buckthorn berries tightly to her chest. She exchanged terrified yet composed glances with Weng Beiyan, Wang Yuming, and Weng Nanque.

They knew that all they could do now was pray that the rescue team would arrive in time.

The heavy rustling and snapping of branches grew closer, and the dense bushes were roughly torn apart by a brute force.

The next moment, three enormous wild boars with bristles standing on end like steel needles, their small, scarlet eyes glaring, emerged from the forest, revealing their terrifying forms.

Wild boars are enormous, with a wild temperament. Their tusks are yellowish-black, gleaming dangerously in the dim light. Sticky saliva drips from their mouths, and their heavy breathing sounds like a broken bellows.

"It's a wild boar! Get up the tree!" Old Wang shouted sharply, his voice hoarse with tension.

At Lao Wang's command, the well-trained soldiers reacted quickly, finding the nearest sturdy trees and climbing them using both hands and feet.

Xu Xiaoyan and Wang Yuming were also horrified. Their survival instincts drove them to rush toward a tall tree with low branches.

Xu Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and struggled upwards, while Wang Yuming helped her from below, and the two of them barely made it to the relatively safe tree trunk.

However, Ongnanque was gripped by fear.

She tried several times, but her hands and feet went weak. The smooth bark left her with nowhere to grip, and she couldn't climb up no matter what she did. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to get up.

"Brother! I...I can't get up there!" she cried out.

The three wild boars had clearly noticed the commotion.

One of the most robust boars lowered its head, pawed at the ground with its hooves, and made a threatening grunt, about to charge!

"Don't be afraid!" Weng Beiyan, who had already climbed halfway up, slid down without hesitation when she saw this.

He rushed to Weng Nanque's side, grabbed her waist, and lifted her up with all his might. "Quick! Grab that branch!"

With a sudden push, Weng Nanque finally managed to reach a sturdy branch with both hands, but his lower body was still kicking wildly in the air, unable to gain any leverage to climb up. The situation was extremely critical.

Another wild boar began to approach restlessly.

Weng Beiyan's eyes sharpened. Without hesitation, he crouched down, using his shoulder to brace against Weng Nanque's kicking feet, and growled, "Step on me to get on top! Quickly!"

Weng Nanque was stunned for a moment, but the desire to survive overwhelmed everything.

Holding back her tears, she pushed off with her feet against her brother's strong shoulders, and with that strength, she finally managed to climb up the tree branch, albeit awkwardly.

Almost at the same time, the largest boar let out a ferocious roar and charged forward with its head down!

The moment her sister climbed up, Weng Beiyan rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the fangs' charge.

Then, without stopping, it lunged at the nearest tree trunk and, in the brief moment the wild boar turned around, swiftly climbed up.

Meanwhile, while everyone was climbing the tree, Lao Wang had already used a large tree as cover and immediately reconnected the communicator.

He quickly updated the arriving group on the situation: "Eagles! Eagles! This is the gathering team! The threat has been confirmed as three male wild boars! They are extremely aggressive!"

We have been forced to take cover in the trees! Repeat, the target is extremely aggressive; requesting that we carry firearms. Over!

He must clearly inform them of the risk level so that the main force can be fully prepared, as ordinary sticks and melee weapons would probably be insufficient to deal with these thick-skinned, frenzied beasts.

A calm yet chilling reply came through the communicator: "Roger! Hold on! We're closing in, take your automatic rifles! Stay concealed!"

Under the trees, three wild boars circled around several large trees where people had "lived," pacing around agitatedly, ramming the trunks with their tusks, or scraping them violently with their bodies, causing the trees to shake and leaves to fall.

Clinging tightly to the tree trunk, the people were pale-faced.

Xu Xiaoyan looked at Lao Wang and the soldiers who were on high alert, and could only grit her teeth and silently pray that Captain Li and the others could move a little faster.

The air was thick with the pungent odor of wild boars and a sense of imminent, deadly danger.

The wild boar rammed its head against the tree trunk repeatedly, causing the entire tree to shake violently and leaves to fall like rain. The people clung tightly to the branches, their knuckles turning white from the force.

"Hold on tight!" someone shouted. Before the words were even finished, another violent shaking sent the group tumbling about.

Just then, a sharp scream pierced the chaos.

"Nan Que!" Weng Beiyan was the first to react.

Weng Nanque's hands slipped off the rough tree bark, and he plummeted like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a pile of fallen leaves.

Before she could even get up...

The nearest wild boar charged forward, its tusks slamming in, sending the southern sparrow flying into the air before it crashed to the ground with a painful groan.

The other two wild boars that were ramming the tree immediately changed direction, and three pairs of scarlet eyes locked onto the vulnerable figure on the ground.

They pawed at each other, sending mud flying, and were about to launch a deadly attack.

"You beast!" Weng Beiyan's eyes were bloodshot, and he jumped down without hesitation.

Upon landing, he rolled over, grabbed a nearby rock, and hurled it with all his might. The rock struck a wild boar squarely in the side of its belly. The wounded beast roared angrily and turned to charge at him.

Old Wang, perched in the tree, watched the scene spiral out of control and sighed deeply.

He looked up at the other three soldiers clinging tightly to the tree branches, his voice low but undeniable: "Check the equipment, let's go down."

He was the first to untie the rope around his waist, and the dagger rang out with a crisp sound as it was drawn. The other three exchanged glances, then untied their bags and deftly checked their weapons.