Wasteland Survivalist: A Scientific Guide to Post-Apocalyptic Survival

"Don't waste bullets, hurry up and evacuate the wounded, stay close to me! Retreat!"

Xu Ran and Liu Xin opened the stretcher, carried the wounded man, and followed Zhao Xun.

"We can't keep dragging this on!"

Zhao Xun glanced at the increasingly dire battlefield situation and forced himself to detach himself from all emotions.

He was running while his brain was working at lightning speed.

"This is Dong Yao, all groups, listen up!" Zhao Xun roared into his headset, trying his best to drown out the gunshots with his voice.

"Abandon all outer positions! Retreat towards the core area of ​​the main building!"

Cave 2 and Cave 4 moved closer to Cave 3, respectively guarding the west and south directions of the main building!

Cave Three: Guard the secondary entrance; it's the last line of defense!

Non-combat personnel, prioritize the transport of ammunition and the wounded! Move quickly!

The surviving soldiers began to take turns providing cover, relying on the more robust structure of the power plant's main building to reorganize their defenses.

Zhao Xun left two soldiers in one group, along with Xu Ran and Liu Xin, to escort the injured deputy squad leader and another wounded soldier to the conference room.

"I'll give you painkillers first, then you can cooperate with me to remove the bullet."

Xu Ran, along with Liu Xin, immediately began to stop the bleeding and suture the gunshot wound.

Zhao Xun then reviewed the remaining surveillance videos and continued to direct the various groups in battle.

Relying on their superior position, they managed to stabilize the battle line temporarily and keep the berserkers outside the main building.

After their attack was thwarted, the remaining berserkers turned their attention to Gao Yang, who had been left outside the main building, and began a bloody feast.

"Gao Yang had only been exposed to the madman's blood for less than half a minute, how could he suddenly fall ill?"

Having just settled the wounded, Xu Ran walked over to Zhao Xun and asked.

"Tch, have you ever seen a berserker scream?" Zhao Xun stared intently at the monitor screen and snorted coldly.

"Then why did he suddenly shoot his own people?"

"It's just a chain of suspicion. Once someone is suspected of being infected, they'll always be afraid of being killed by their teammates."

"That's true. Even if they become berserkers, at least they're still alive." Xu Ran said, but unconsciously shook his head.

"Cave Four continues to retreat to the vicinity of the stairs, preparing to block the passage."

After adjusting the defensive formation, Zhao Xun collapsed into a chair, exhausted.

"Class monitor, if you were the one who got splattered with blood, what would you have chosen?" Xu Ran asked seriously.

"I will stay away from all my teammates and try to lure away as many berserkers as possible before I have an attack."

"And then commit suicide?"

"That would be too much of a loss. Even if I get sick, I will continue to fight."

"Hahaha, you think you're Blade?"

"Who knows what will happen if nothing has happened yet?"

All I can tell you is that it's very common for berserkers to kill each other.

Don't let the virus break your spirit; remember who caused your infection.

Instead of acting like a coward and directing your hatred at your teammates.

Half an hour later, the berserkers launched another attack.

Chaotic indoor street fighting ensued, and the casualty figures rose rapidly.

After storming the building, the raging storm crew, now free from the effects of the typhoon, became even more dangerous.

In the surveillance video, Zhao Xun saw many berserkers chopping off the heads of their companions' corpses.

After stuffing a grenade into his mouth, he kicked it in with his foot.

Applying flesh and blood to bullets, lead pellets, crossbow bolts, and harpoons as a form of "enchantment" is a common practice.

This dealt a severe psychological blow to the frontline combat personnel and led two wounded soldiers to choose to perish together with the enemy in despair.

The entire main building of the power plant has become a meat grinder, and it seems only a matter of time before it collapses.

Just as Zhao Xun began to doubt whether he could hold on, the sound of wind and rain outside the window suddenly subsided without warning.

In almost three minutes, the torrential rain stopped and the strong winds subsided.

The world outside the window fell silent without warning.

Even a sliver of pale sunlight pierced through the gaps in the still-lingering clouds, casting its light on the factory grounds littered with corpses.

"Attention everyone!" Zhao Xun's heart pounded as he realized the opportunity was fleeting.

"The eye of the typhoon has passed! Abandon the main building! All remaining personnel, immediately move towards Cave 3! Prepare to break out!" His shout became even more hoarse with excitement.

The will to survive that erupted in dire straits ignited the last bit of strength.

The survivors, supporting each other and dragging the wounded, desperately rushed towards the northeast corner.

Zhao Xun volunteered for the most dangerous rearguard duty, using precise bursts of fire to slow down the pursuing berserkers as much as possible.

To buy time for their comrades, they transferred the wounded.

However, when they stumbled and rushed to the vicinity of the secondary exit...

What came through the headset was the desperate, distorted voice of the third group leader.

"Squad leader! We can't get out! They're everywhere outside! The road is blocked!"

Zhao Xun rushed to the window, and after just one glance, his heart sank to the bottom.

The narrow road and open space outside the gate were densely packed with people, many of whom were wearing camouflage uniforms.

"Squad Leader Zhao! We have no choice but to go that way, as I suggested before..."

Liu Xin pointed to the enclosed steel structure building, tens of meters high, in the northeast corner of the factory area and shouted.

That leads to the T1 transfer station, which is one kilometer away, and further north you can reach the coal unloading terminal.

"Take the coal conveyor bridge!" Zhao Xun shouted into his headset without any hesitation.

"Everyone, abandon the secondary entrance! Take the maintenance walkway onto the pier and head to Terminal 1! Quickly!"

The last few people who managed to gather were almost all injured, and the seriously wounded had to be helped away by the lightly wounded.

The seriously injured deputy squad leader's wounds reopened while he was moving, and he was unable to get up.

When Zhao Xun tried to carry him on his back, he simply shook his head, his eyes filled with both pleading and resolute determination.

Then he suddenly pulled out his pistol and pressed it against his chin.

Zhao Xun was about to stop him when, after a muffled thud, he only touched his comrade's cold hand.

There was no time for grief; at this moment, the only ones unharmed were Zhao Xun, Xu Ran, and Liu Xin.

Liu Xin was familiar with the route and was responsible for guiding the wounded.

After exchanging a glance, Zhao Xun and Xu Ran decided to stay behind to cover their teammates as they crawled into the coal-dust-covered conveyor belt on the pier.

The two used all the remaining ammunition they had gathered to create chaos and stop the approaching horde of berserkers.

Watching their teammates disappear into the depths of the pier, Zhao Xun and Xu Ran breathed a sigh of relief and retreated while fighting, preparing to also retreat into the pier.

But just then, Liu Xin's desperate cry, choked with sobs, came through the individual radio.

"Squad leader! There are enemies at Transfer Station T1... too! We've been exposed! Ah—!"

Liu Xin's shrill shouts were interrupted by a loud explosion.

Immediately following was a sickening metallic creaking sound.

The pier in front of them suddenly collapsed, and countless pieces of steel, along with the people on it, fell to the ground.

The nearby berserkers were all drawn to the screams of the wounded as they fell.

From a distance, it looks like a swarm of ants gathering to devour fallen insects.