Chapter 997 - 982: Luo Baochun’s Unusual Condition (Part 2)

Chapter 997: Chapter 982: Luo Baochun’s Unusual Condition (Part 2)

"Xiao Wen, say a little less. Xiao Luo definitely has his reasons for not going. Xiao Luo, it’s okay, not being able to go isn’t anything to be ashamed of. But if you have any issues, don’t hide them from everyone. Remember, we’re all brothers eating from the same pot."

Old Zhao’s words made Luo Baochun quite moved, and it was this very feeling that made him even more ashamed: "Actually, it’s nothing, just that I’m not feeling well today."

"Oh? Not feeling well? What’s wrong?" Zhang Zhicai, as the team’s doctor, was the first to inquire.

"Uh...it’s nothing, just a bit of diarrhea, probably caught a chill while sleeping last night. It’s not a big deal. But I can’t control it myself, so I’m afraid if we go out, I can’t hold it...that, that would be,"

Blushing like an apple, plus Luo Baochun was already quite stout, his big face looked as if it were glossed over.

Upon hearing this, Wen Quanxin immediately burst into laughter, his previous annoyance dissipating, and he couldn’t help but joke: "Haha, I thought you had something big going on, turns out it’s a poop issue! Then, you’d better stay at the base honestly, lest you can’t hold it back on the road, and then..."

"Alright! What nonsense are you talking! Can you let people eat?" Wei Dazhuang picked up the leftover peanut shells on the table and forcefully threw them at Wen Quanxin.

Wen Quanxin deftly dodged and laughed mockingly: "Yo, missed."

Ignoring Wen Quanxin’s antics, Zhang Zhicai, adhering to his medical duties, seriously instructed Luo Baochun: "Diarrhea isn’t a small matter, especially in the apocalypse. After dinner, come to me, I’ll prescribe you some anti-diarrhea medicine. Oh, and remember to drink plenty of saline solution, don’t get dehydrated, understand?"

"Under-understood!" Luo Baochun gratefully replied.

"Alright then, Zhongyu, tomorrow, I’ll trouble you to go with the team."

"Sure, no problem!" Wang Zhongyu responded cheerfully, and didn’t forget to pat Luo Baochun on the shoulder: "Take care of yourself, brother Luo. I’ll make sure to handle your job."

The next morning, the survivors, following last night’s dinner plan, were divided into two groups and began their day’s work early.

Old Xu took the designated team members and drove off, heading towards the target police station, while Old Zhao stayed at the base to oversee the construction.

"Did you bring the fuel?" During the drive, Old Xu once again confirmed with Wang Zhongyu.

To ensure the best completion of the mission, Old Xu instructed Wang Zhongyu to bring an extra 2 barrels of fuel, one gasoline, and one diesel.

If luck permits and they find a reliable vehicle, these fuels would ensure the vehicle could be driven back.

If they could pass by a large supermarket or material depot along the way, picking up some supplies would be great.

"Don’t worry, it’s all packed in the rear compartment."

The car drove westward for about 2 kilometers and arrived at an intersection, where Wang Zhongyu stopped the car.

Old Xu got out and went straight to the rear compartment.

"Have we arrived?"

Old Xu nodded, "We’ve reached the intersection, now we need your guidance, Derek."

"No problem, I’ll head over now!"

Saying this, Derek jumped into the passenger seat, while Old Xu stayed in the trunk with Dazhuang and others, waiting for the operation to begin.

Over half a year of field activities made Derek familiar with the surrounding roads.

He could even say clearly where zombies were more concentrated and where was relatively safe.

So, under his guidance, the action team successfully avoided many zombie gathering places.

Although this made the journey a bit detour, from the overall perspective, it was definitely worth it.

Just as Derek mentioned yesterday, the community where the police station was located wasn’t far from the base.

Wang Zhongyu drove for about half an hour before Derek stopped him from the passenger seat.

"Have we arrived?"

"Yes, walking 2-3 minutes forward is the community entrance."

Not driving directly into the community was specifically instructed by the survivor Old Xu.

The purpose was to avoid the vehicle engine startling the zombies inside.

No way, the "zombie frenzy" situation at the school left a deep impression on Old Xu, and he didn’t want to face such a situation again.

All members got off, and Old Xu ordered Li Xiaoxin to stay with the car for support, handing him a 92 pistol. Finished, he led the remaining team members on foot towards the target location.

Crossing the road, the action team waded through a dry ditch, then went straight about 50 meters, finally seeing the community Derek mentioned.

Called a community, but it’s actually a rural street. On both sides of the road are varying sizes of buildings.

Old Xu raised a binocular to carefully observe the inside of the street.

"How is it? Old Xu, are there zombies?"

Hu Xiaodong asked and immediately thought how foolish it was of him to ask.

How could there be no zombies in the street, if there weren’t, that would really be seeing a ghost.

"Quite a few, everyone follow me!"

Putting down the binoculars, Old Xu leapt forward, followed by Wei Dazhuang, Hu Xiaodong, and other action team members.

Everyone consciously bent forward, silently advancing towards the street entrance.

Raising his fist to signal a stop, Old Xu suddenly paused his steps, then crouched and gestured to Derek behind him: "How far is the police station from the entrance?"

Thinking for a moment, Derek replied truthfully: "Not very far, enter, and the third building on the right is it. It’s quite impressive and easy to recognize."

"Okay," Xu Renjie nodded, "Does the building have a gate outside?"

"It does, but I’m not sure about the door’s mechanism. Because there were too many zombies on the street, I didn’t dare go further in."

"Okay, understood!" The general situation was clear now, Old Xu called over Hu Xiaodong: "Xiao Hu, take care of those beasts at the entrance for me."

Without extra words, Hu Xiaodong walked straight forward, pulling out his compound bow from his back once at a suitable position, and began to shoot dead the mindless beasts wandering at the door, one by one.

Just as precise as always, even though some shots missed, Hu Xiaodong ultimately completed Old Xu’s task perfectly.

With the path clear, Old Xu signaled the team to continue forward.

Once at the street entrance, he paused again.

This walking and stopping tactic were indeed annoying, but for safety, Old Xu had to do this.

Using the building’s walls for cover, members of the action team lined up along it.

Old Xu peeked out to roughly see the inside condition, then frowned.

"How is it?"

Ears heard Hu Xiaodong’s inquiry, Old Xu lightly sighed: "Quite a few zombies on the road, it’s tough to pass!"

"Should I deal with them from a distance?"

"Too many, you’re out of arrows."

"Then what to do, we can’t just go back empty-handed!"

Having traveled so far and used so much fuel, to go back now, frankly, Old Xu was unwilling.

Yet, with zombies roaming the street, how exactly should they enter? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for it on qidian.com with recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)