"Independent cold autumn, heading north along the Xiang River, at Orange Island..."
"Seeing the red mountains and lush forests, the vast river is crystal clear, with a hundred boats competing..."
Ding Shi, with a bitter face, said, "Rong-ge, I beg you, stop reciting that. You're making it sound like we're on a 25,000-mile Long March. Can't we just break through a barbed wire fence, steal two planes, and take off?"
"I'm giving you a patriotic education lesson on making the most of every opportunity," Zhou Rong grumbled. "After passing through the revolutionary sacred land of the Xiang River, don't you have any thoughts?"
Ding Shi handed him a military binoculars, pointed outside, and signaled him to look.
In the distance, the local airport was shrouded in black smoke, and zombies filled the overpass, parking buildings, and terminal entrance. Two commercial planes on the runway had collided, with their wings and turbines shattered, and the aircraft had turned into charred black coal.
Ding Shi adjusted the binoculars to show Zhou Rong another view.
A private helicopter company. Several helicopters of various sizes were landing in front of a building, and the helipad was surrounded by wire fences. Outside the fence, hundreds of zombies were wandering aimlessly.
The vast helipad within the wire fences was completely empty, without a single zombie in sight.
"...it seems the revolutionary journey might not be so difficult after all," Zhou Rong mumbled to himself.
According to the original plan, the team would split into two groups. Zhou Rong and the other four would take two armored vehicles to forcefully break into the helipad, while Si Nan would change into riot gear, strap on his gun, and, together with Guo Weixiang, transfer to the tourist bus to lead the crowd in finding a suitable landing platform for the helicopters.
"Yan Hao," Zhou Rong suddenly said.
Yan Hao was about to get up to see Si Nan off when he heard this and froze.
Zhou Rong patted his shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Lend me something..." as he quickly reached for Yan Hao's earring.
"What are you doing?" Yan Hao immediately dodged and sprang out of the car. Zhou Rong roared, "Why are you and my little comrade-in-arms wearing matching earrings? Give it to me!" As he spoke, he followed Yan Hao down and the two of them instantly got into a fight.
Si Nan was left staring, standing in front of the tourist bus.
"Who said Si Nan belongs to your house? Who are you?!"
"Get lost, it's not your house anyway, you...you go away!"
Zhou Rong pushed Yan Hao hard against the armored car, wrestling with all his might to get the earring. Yan Hao struggled under him, saying, "I'm going to scream! I'm really going to scream!"
"So how could you suspect that the two of them were a couple?" Guo Weixiang, chewing gum, leaned lazily against the car door, and asked casually.
"..." Si Nan said blankly, "I don't quite understand you Alphas."
Yan Hao kicked up and pushed Zhou Rong back two steps. He covered his ear and rushed up onto the armored car.
Zhou Rong snorted but surprisingly didn't chase after him. He immediately switched targets and turned to Si Nan. He put his hands around Si Nan's waist, exerted a little force, and pinned him and his equipment against the tourist bus. His toes were just one centimeter off the ground.
Si Nan: "?"
Zhou Rong bravely kissed him.
Zhou Rong hadn't smoked for a few days, but the taste of tobacco lingered between his lips and teeth, and it was faintly pleasant. His tongue slipped into Si Nan's mouth from between his closed teeth, and he gently caressed behind the firmly shut teeth. He didn't give Si Nan a chance to refuse, and the next moment, their lips and tongues were intertwined.
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FantasyRelated Name : 不死者 Author : Huai Shang / 淮上 Chapter : 85 (Completed) In 2019, an outbreak of zombie virus quickly swept the world within months. Communications were interrupted, water and electricity support ceased, chemical plant leaked, nuclear po...