Wasteland Survivalist: A Scientific Guide to Post-Apocalyptic Survival

"Don't get too close..." Wang Bin said breathlessly, "That grenade... if it's stained with blood... I can't..."

He didn't finish speaking, but both Gu Lang and Li Zheng understood what he meant by leaving things unsaid.

Wang Bin was afraid that he might suddenly fall ill due to the infection and harm his comrades-in-arms.

"Old Wang, what nonsense are you spouting!" Li Zheng roared.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Wang Bin shook his head. "Just in case... I mean just in case... stay away from me, it'll be safe."

After a brief silence, Gu Lang made a decision.

He reached out and calmly took the pistol and grenade from Wang Bin's body.

"Let's see if there's anywhere here that can be used as an isolation room?"

Li Zheng looked around and his gaze settled on the toilet in a corner of the venue.

That's one of the few independent spaces on the first floor of the stadium, which also makes it convenient for injured people to use the toilet.

Gu Lang found a cot in the warehouse, and the two of them worked together to carry Wang Bin into the accessible bathroom.

"Get some rest, we'll come see you later."

Li Zheng brought over a few bottles of water and a pack of individual rations, placing them beside the cot.

Gu Lang then found a mop and propped it against the toilet door at an angle.

After doing all this, the two retreated to the center of the venue and leaned wearily against the Lynx assault vehicle.

"You're right, the three of us can't complete this task on our own. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged you into this."

"Why did you suddenly give up? You were so determined before."

"I underestimated the enemy and overestimated myself. If you want to leave, then leave," Li Zheng sighed.

"If I leave, what will happen to you?"

"I don't know, let's just take it one step at a time."

"Hmph, how about we make a bet?" Gu Lang sneered.

"What are we betting on?"

"I'm betting that Wang Bin won't have a relapse. If that happens, I'll stay and help you complete the mission."

"You want to repay the favor from earlier? There's really no need. If you hadn't shot down the drone, we'd both be dead by now. We're even."

"Heh, speaking of drones, there's still one searching for us outside. Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me because you want me to distract the enemy again?"

"That's not what I meant. Don't talk nonsense. We'll listen to you then. Let's see if Lao Wang can make it through this. Without him, we won't even know what supplies to search for."

"It's been agreed beforehand that since you've hired me, the pay has to be substantial. If the mission is completed, you'll not only give me the gun, but also your car."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. This is military property, and it's still in active service. I have no right to give it away."

Li Zheng said seriously, but then added.

"But as long as we can complete the mission, it's not a big deal if we lose some weapons and equipment along the way. I will report the battle losses to my superiors."

"Hahaha, you're such a hypocrite." Gu Lang laughed loudly.

"Let me be clear from the start, this is all on the premise that you can really break out of this situation."

"When I was using a drone to scout the factory area, I saw something interesting."

"If it's an explosive device, then forget it. If it causes a fire, all the supplies will be destroyed. Our trip will become meaningless, and all those comrades who sacrificed themselves will have died in vain." Li Zheng frowned.

"No, if my plan succeeds, I guarantee the Berserkers will die silently." Gu Lang revealed a sinister smile before doing something evil.

"What should we do? Is there some kind of toxic gas in the factory?"

"I'll tell you later. Let's figure out a way to avoid the thermal imaging drones in the air first, otherwise we won't even be able to get through the door."

"We didn't bring infrared shielding suits. Oh right! Water-resistant thermal suits should be able to block heat signals."

Li Zheng turned around and pulled out two orange clothes from the car, one belonging to Wang Bin and the other to himself.

Gu Lang checked it and found that the clothing used closed-cell foam material neoprene as the insulation layer, which could indeed effectively block the heat generated by the body from dissipating outward.

"The principle behind this device is to insulate against body heat; theoretically, it can effectively block infrared signals from the human body."

"Theoretically?" Li Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, because it wasn't designed for counter-surveillance. Wearing it would be very inconvenient and make it impossible to fight effectively. The head and hands are also exposed, so we need to find a way to improve it."

"Alright, since things have come to this, let's eat first, and then get back to work."

Li Zheng opened a box and took out two bags of individual rations.

Gu Lang unceremoniously took out alcohol to disinfect and wipe his hands, and only after washing his hands with hand sanitizer did he open the packaging.

After dinner, the two calculated the time and arrived at the entrance of the accessible toilet.

Gu Lang deliberately walked behind and secretly carried the Type 95 short rifle on his back.

Li Zheng gently knocked on the door: "Old Wang, how are you feeling?"

Wang Bin's slightly weak voice came from inside the door: "I'm not going to die yet... but this ration is still as awful as ever."

"It's a pity there's no kitchen cart here, otherwise I'd make you some braised pork." Li Zheng joked as he pushed open the door.

"Make a note of this, and I'll send it to you later. Remember to caramelize the sugar."

Upon hearing this, Gu Lang and Li Zheng exchanged a glance, and their tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.

Wang Bin sat on his cot against the wall, the half-pack of individual rations in his hand crumpled in his hand, clearly not enjoying it, but just trying to stay alive.

"Haha, it seems you're still the same old you." Li Zheng rarely showed a smile.

"Nonsense, otherwise what do you think I would become? Pounce on you and bite you?" Wang Bin replied irritably.

"I knew you'd be alright. Those berserkers all look really hungry; they probably wouldn't want to contaminate our precious food."

As Gu Lang spoke, he noticed that although Wang Bin's complexion was not good, his eyes were clear and his thoughts were coherent. There were no early signs of him going berserk, and Gu Lang finally felt relieved.

"Hmm, looks like I'm in luck. The grenade was clean. What are you guys planning to do next?"

"We're still discussing it. We'll take care of the rest. You just need to focus on recovering. We'll need you to identify the supplies from now on."

The two left the restroom and began to formally improve the water-resistant thermal suit.

Gu Lang took Wang Bin's shirt and wiped it with alcohol disinfectant from his backpack.

Next, they took out an aluminum foil life blanket and placed it over the water-soaked thermal suit, also covering their gloves and helmet.

"Let's rest and recharge. We'll begin the actual operation at midnight."

Seeing that Li Zheng had also completed the renovation work, Gu Lang set a time for the operation.

Next, the two took turns on duty, trying to recover their strength as much as possible while ensuring safety.

At midnight, they went outside the stadium.

Wet mud was dug up from the lake and applied to the aluminum foil life blanket, allowing the surface temperature to fully integrate with the surrounding environment.

Then, we walked towards the medical city.