Undead

Chapter 79

The canyon was eerily quiet, devoid of birds, animals, and even insects. It seemed as if all living creatures had fled this world dominated by the living dead.

Only the unusually dense vegetation covered every inch of space from the ground to the sky.

As the morning sun gradually rose, the gray morning mist retreated from between the trees, turning into shades of blue and light green. The shadows of the trees and grass slowly shifted as the sun rose.

Si Nan raised his gun, moving silently towards a tree for cover.

Just then, about ten meters away behind the trees, there was a sudden rustling sound!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Si Nan suddenly opened fire, and the other person took advantage of the cover of the tall ancient trees and ran away!

Si Nan quickly followed, firing a few more shots, but in the dense vegetation and with the target moving quickly, he couldn't land any hits. The other person's familiarity with the environment was obviously superior to his. They navigated the rough terrain and Si Nan stepped into a tree pit, suddenly submerged in a multitude of dead branches and rotting leaves. Thankfully, he grabbed a rock in the nick of time to stabilize his body, weighed down by the additional thirty to forty kilograms of equipment.

"I...," Si Nan cursed silently and, with three quick moves, he climbed back to the surface, looking around.

The person had already escaped long ago, completely losing their trace, and Si Nan had already reached the edge of the canyon, far from the waterfall.

Si Nan observed the surrounding tangle of shrubs for a moment, then walked to the edge of a fast-flowing stream. The other person must have jumped into the creek to escape, erasing all their tracks, making them impossible to track.

Si Nan walked to the edge of the stream, splashed water on his face, and saw his furrowed brows reflected in the stream.

Who killed those four special forces soldiers and lured the zombie horde to the camp?

Who had deliberately lured him here just now?

Si Nan cupped water into his hand and splashed it on his face several times. After shaking his wet hair, he suddenly shouted in English, "Romuel! What game are you playing?"

The surroundings were completely silent, not even an echo.

"Romuel!" Si Nan raised his voice, "Come out!"

Plip-plop...

Si Nan turned his head in response to the sound. The gun barrel locked onto a certain point. Not far away, within a crack in the cliff, a round shape was sticking out.

"..." The round object was dumbfounded for a moment before a voice came from a distance, "Si Nan?!"

Si Nan narrowed his eyes, "Tang... Chief?"

A few minutes later, Tang Hao pulled Si Nan up. He led him into a hidden mountain cave behind the crack, saying with some helplessness, "My luck has always been quite normal, except when it involves Zhou Rong. This is really not my fault."

The cave twisted and turned, and after about twenty steps, they arrived at a surprisingly spacious area, seven to eight square meters in size. Three disheveled, tired special forces soldiers rose to their feet. "Major!"

Tang Hao motioned for them to sit down. Si Nan suddenly caught sight of a motionless figure in the corner. He hurried over and took a breath, "Guo Weixiang?"

Guo Weixiang's eyes were tightly shut, his face pale, and his abdomen was covered in messy bandages, seeping purplish-black bloodstains. He didn't look anything like a human. Si Nan immediately checked his temperature and pulse. He had a fatal fever, and it was evident that he had been infected. If they continued to delay, his condition would become very dangerous.