Chapter 554: A mighty transfer (Readers, please subscribe)

"If we accept all survivors, then Tianma Islet's defense system needs to be strengthened urgently."

Yu Wen didn't question Zhang Su's decision because this matter had been mentioned before, but the problems faced couldn't be ignored.

Zhang Su nodded and said: "Old Yu is right, but I believe that there is strength in numbers, and the defense system will soon keep up. For example, we can use the Chu Hai River as a trench to build defensive works. The zombies in the south won't be able to cross the thunder pool!"

!!?? Which person living in Qincheng hadn't heard of the Chu Hai River? Except for the Tang River flowing through the city, the Chu Hai River was the most famous. In the memories of the older generation of Qincheng people, the Chu Hai River had rushing water, but unfortunately, it was no longer what it used to be.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces twitching. Such a big plan, without revealing a hint of wind beforehand, was just placed on the table so freshly. Was it really not an idea thought up by a whim?

"Don't all look at me, continue moving things, hurry!"

Zhang Su urged, letting the stunned people hurry up. He also participated in the busy work, moved a box, and said to the people beside him: "Do you remember the time we led zombies to the North Second Ring Road last time?"

Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo nodded together. They both participated in that action, and at that time, there was also Qi Xiaoshuai who was on sentry duty at the wholesale mall.

"At that time, a large group of zombies fell into the river. At that time, I thought of it, but it was still very vague and could only be considered a prototype. On this trip, I pondered carefully. The Chu Hai River is three or four stories deep. Isn't it a natural obstacle? If used well, it can completely block the zombie horde. Even zombies as powerful as now...

Zombies as powerful as now might not be easy to block, but if we add some of our defensive means, wouldn't there be no problem?"

Clang.

Zhang Su put a heavy firearm transfer box into the trunk of the car and continued: "The Xidaying Village has a ready-made place for people to live. Building defensive works doesn't need to go back and forth between Tianma Islet and the Chu Hai River. This project requires a lot of manpower. Originally, I planned to wait until it was warmer to study it, but looking at the current situation, time waits for no one, and the plan needs to be advanced!"

Zhang Su slowly perfected the plan in his mind. Originally, he planned to announce it to the outside world after having a relatively perfect process, but since an emergency had occurred, it didn't matter if it was advanced a little.

Most of the people around heard Zhang Su's words and showed thoughtful expressions. Some nodded frequently with admiration, and some looked blank.

As survivors in the apocalypse, ordinary members devoted themselves to survival. To put it bluntly, being able to live their own lives clearly was already very difficult. Combat personnel needed strong bodies to be able to accurately execute when receiving orders.

Leaders were different. Living their own lives only occupied a small part of their energy, and more brain cells were used for the development of the collective. They shouldered no small responsibility. At this moment, everyone deeply realized that being a leader was not easy.

If it were themselves, thinking about what to eat tomorrow was okay, but thinking about how to resist the zombie frenzy? Then forget it...

Ten minutes later, more than one hundred people gathered at the gate of the barracks. On the road, there were more than forty vehicles of all sizes, stretching out for hundreds of meters. Leading was a light tank, which looked quite majestic compared to the cars behind it.

Li Zongkai looked at the barracks gate he had personally participated in rebuilding. Thoughts surged in his heart, and some scenes were vivid in his mind. How many partners had sacrificed and gone away.

Gangzi stood at the barracks gate, wiping tears with red eyes. If you asked who was most reluctant to leave here, he could definitely rank in the top three. He had lived in the barracks for more than two years and hadn't expected that he would leave in this way in the end.

Wu Daqiang's mouth dropped, not showing the reluctance in his heart on his face like Gangzi, but his eyes revealed deep reluctance.

The rest of the Civilization Guardian people also had some melancholy to varying degrees. The barracks was the first stop for everyone to live stably after the apocalypse. Parting was always sad, especially with the dark sky, which catalyzed the sad emotions.

People's joys and sorrows were not shared. Li Zongkai and others were sentimental here looking at the barracks that had once provided them with shelter. On the other side, Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo were happily studying the newly acquired sidecar motorcycle, not minding the cold, and were arguing about who would drive...

"Everyone, people move and live, trees move and die. Today's departure is to open up a more stable future. Keep the seeds of nostalgia in your hearts, take them to the new home and plant them, and they will always take root and sprout, blooming into more brilliant flowers!"

Yu Wen opened his mouth to comfort everyone's emotions and sent a delicious big pancake by the way.

This work should have been Zhang Su's, but he was looking to the northeast on the sentry post at this moment. He didn't need binoculars at all. With his super vision, he could see the zombie horde slowly approaching with the naked eye.

The overall speed of the zombie horde had gradually slowed down, but it could still reach the speed of an ordinary adult walking. If there was no external force involved, rushing into the urban area was only a matter of time.

The number was hard to judge because of the field of view. Many places couldn't be seen, but there could be a rough judgment: it wouldn't be lower than one hundred thousand.

Zhang Su looked at the zombie horde with a solemn expression. The tall ones were big guys, and the short ones were ordinary zombies. As for mutant zombies, even with his super vision, he couldn't see clearly, let alone now there was no time! "Hey..."

Zhang Su jumped over the wall from the sentry post, landed lightly on the ground, performed a dashing forward roll to unload the force, stood up, waved his hand: "Everyone, set off, target, Le Gou Mall!"

The motorcade set off with great momentum.

From the barracks to Le Gou Mall was only a few kilometers. Perhaps because the target was too large and the sound was too loud, they encountered zombie attacks several times along the way.

The first wave had only four ordinary zombies, rushing straight toward the tank with the loudest sound. The scene was quite heroic, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Zhang Su jumped out of the tank himself and solved them cleanly.

The second wave was more, with twelve, all ordinary zombies. The appearance of running all the way looked scary, but for those who had gradually become accustomed to the intensity, they were not afraid.

But the barracks survivors were an exception. This was the first time they had intuitively felt the strengthened zombies. The movement state and speed made them surprised, and at the same time, they felt lucky for their current situation.

Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu, who were driving the sidecar motorcycle, together with Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi, worked together to solve the twelve zombies and even loaded the corpses onto the roof of a station wagon, fixing them with ropes.

And the third wave, which was the one being dealt with at this moment, also had only twelve, but behind the ordinary zombies running like mad dogs was a big guy!

There was no need to understand ordinary zombies, but the big guy should still let those who hadn't seen it gain some knowledge. So he specifically called Tan Huajun, told her not to kill it directly, and then let Chen Hanzhou, who volunteered, go up and release some energy, teasing the big guy to run wildly on the road, and he managed to clear a wide road...

The big guy's powerful destructive power was intuitively displayed in front of people, making the barracks people feel a burst of horror.

It was fine for ordinary zombies to jump and run fast, but what was going on with this guy? The amazing destructive power was like a shovel truck! "My goodness, the wall of our barracks is afraid it won't be able to block this thing!"

Gangzi looked at the big guy who was like a small tank with a constipated expression.

Dazhuang's facial features seemed to be squeezed into a lump. As the sturdiest man in the barracks, he felt like a little chick after seeing the big guy. After hearing Gangzi's words, he sighed: "Don't talk about the wall, even the bunker could be dismantled!"

Everyone nodded secretly, feeling that Dazhuang was right, and once again felt relieved about migrating from the barracks. That place was indeed no longer suitable for survival.

After teasing the big guy for a while, Chen Hanzhou took a huge risk, walking around close to him, drilling through his crotch, and using all his skills, but he couldn't handle it. Finally, he had to borrow some strength and finally beheaded the big guy under the mechanical prosthetic limb. In the cold weather, he was sweating profusely.

The moment the big guy fell to the ground with a bang made the more than one hundred people watching couldn't help but want to cheer, but in the end, they restrained their excitement, and the cheering turned into waving fists.

Everyone thought it was a long-term habit that kept them calm and quiet, but there was actually another reason, only they didn't know it. "He has become much stronger recently, really annoying... He was still stubborn yesterday and didn't take medicine, but he took it in the end, tsk!"

In the driver's seat of the sidecar motorcycle, Lu Yubo wore a camouflage helmet and whispered to Zhao Dezhu who was standing by the sidecar. He didn't know that Chen Hanzhou hadn't taken medicine at all, relying entirely on his strong body. After one night, the broken ribs had healed, but they weren't completely well, and strenuous exercise would cause dull pain.

Zhao Dezhu knew the past between Lu Yubo and Chen Hanzhou. The two young men had a rift because of a woman.

He revealed a strange expression, twisted his mouth and said softly: "Brother Lu, it's not that I'm saying, Old Tan's daughter is no worse than Pei Lan. You kid have already won the beauty, no need to care about it. Little Chen being strong is also a good thing for us."

"Holy crap, Dazhu, you've changed, you actually don't help me speak. I just care, I just care. Watch it, I'm going to practice hard too. If I can't surpass him within two months, I'll eat..."

"Why don't you say it? Eat what?" Zhao Dezhu teased with a mocking face.

"Eat steamed buns with pickles!"

Lu Yubo smiled wickedly. He wouldn't set a flag casually.

After clearing the third wave of zombies, they didn't encounter any more situations and successfully met on the street in front of Le Gou Mall.

More than one hundred cars, of all shapes and sizes, mostly sedans and SUVs, and then some vans and box trucks, were lined up on the road with great momentum, stretching for hundreds of meters. More than five hundred people stood on the street, each with a sighing expression on their faces.

After the apocalypse, they had seen thousands, even tens of thousands of zombies walking through the streets, but it was the first time that hundreds of people had gathered together.

Some more emotional people saw the long-lost scene of people moving and even shed tears. The gray haze in their hearts was washed away by the popularity, as if they saw a bright future.

What was even more coincidental was that among these people, some found friends they had once known well; having been scattered across various camps and unaware of each other's status, they embraced and wept after their reunion following the disaster!

A friendly look between each other was better than a thousand words. At this moment, everyone, regardless of age, gender, background, faction, or education, had only one common identity: apocalypse survivors! If they could add a prefix to this apocalypse survivor, it would be: Tianma Islet's apocalypse survivor! "Brother Su, all personnel are ready, we can set off at any time, please instruct!"

Zhang Xin ran to Zhang Su with great momentum, gave a non-standard salute, and made a report with a solemn expression.

This was the highlight of the fruit guy's life. From childhood to adulthood, including those times in school, he had never shown his face in an occasion with hundreds of people. Feeling the gazes around him, he floated up! "Fool..."

However, a light curse seemed to extinguish the spotlight, and he was powerless to refute.

Wu Baokang walked to the side, gave the upright Zhang Xin a white look, then pointed at Le Gou Mall with his hand and said: "Brother Su, the supplies are all packed, and there are more than ten empty cars. See if you need to load some zombie corpses? I see there are quite a lot!"

Zhang Xin heard Wu Baokang's words on the side, and his face kept twitching. Why didn't he think of this practical problem? It was probably because he was only thinking about the vain limelight, so he forgot the truly useful practical things. He slandered Wu Baokang in his heart for not being particular, definitely having thought of it long ago but not sharing it!

The hard battle yesterday killed more than one thousand zombies, piled up beside the building like small hills. Saying they were corpses, but they were no different from piles of coal.

"Of course we have to take them. This proposal is very good. How many cars there are, how many drivers should be assigned. Load them hard! These corpses are all top-grade fuel, must take them all!"

Zhang Su didn't relax his vigilance because there were tens of thousands of zombie corpses lying under Tianma Islet. There was no such thing as "enough" for energy! After the baptism of the apocalypse for more than four months, people's attitude toward zombie corpses had undergone a fundamental change, from the initial disgust and fear, slowly to numbness, and now gradually became affinity, because zombie corpses were very useful! There was strength in numbers. After a busy work, the remaining vehicles were not only filled with corpses, but the roofs were also tied with dense corpses...

The load of ordinary vehicles was generally four or five hundred kilograms, but at this time, no one cared about the load marked on the car door. As long as the tires didn't explode, they kept piling them up!

Twenty corpses that couldn't be piled up were unqualified, re-arrange!

Thirty corpses were only entry-level!

Forty corpses were up to standard! But even so, only about five hundred corpses were loaded, and more than half remained.

How could Zhang Su be so extravagant and wasteful? Those cars on the road, count one by one, all come to claim them!

With such a division, the remaining six or seven hundred zombie corpses were quickly cleaned up. Finally, more than one thousand zombie corpses were not left behind, and the shape of the entire motorcade became strange, with blue-gray corpses lying on the roof of every car.

If it were in the past, people would think it was a grand motorcade parade for Halloween.

"Everyone!"

After finishing the work, Zhang Su climbed swiftly and stood firmly on the street lamp cover, quite like a martial arts master in ancient times, and everyone could see him clearly.

"I know you haven't felt such liveliness for a long time, and I guess you all have a lot to talk about, but the zombie horde is coming, we must transfer first. When we arrive at Tianma Islet, you can get to know each other and make friends in life, work, and tasks. Now, pack up your mood, set off!"

The transfer of a motorcade of more than five hundred people, even if you look at the whole world, can be considered a quite explosive behavior. In some former small population countries, the number of survivors in the territory only remained in three digits!

Although everyone recognized Zhang Su's identity, they had worked together too little. For such a large-scale action, Liu Yao, Yang Xinqi, including people like Wu Baokang and Zhang Xin, all participated in the management, and the dismissed Li Zongkai was also not idle, busy running around.

Unlike the Civilization Guardian people who were sentimental when leaving the barracks, the former Survivor Alliance people mostly had smiles on their faces. It was really because too many unpleasant things happened during the period when Liao Youzhi was in charge of the Survivor Alliance. While leaving, everyone left this unpleasant memory in the mall and let the dust bury it.

"I never thought that I would come out for a trip and bring back more than five hundred survivors when I go back. It's really fearful!"

On the side of the road, Yu Wen looked at the cars filled with people passing in front of him, his heart full of mixed feelings.

A part of the Yama Legion didn't lead the way, including Zhang Su, who chose to stay behind.

Every car passed in front of Zhang Su and the others, whether sincere or human, would wave and greet the Yama King with a smile.

Zhang Su also smiled and nodded in response. After hearing Yu Wen's words, he smiled and said: "We have taken a big step toward our original plan. The burden on your shoulders will be heavier and heavier in the future!"

"I will work hard on internal affairs, but for external affairs... the Yama King still has to do it himself."

Yu Wen straightened his back. After the life-and-death moment yesterday afternoon, he correctly recognized his shortcomings.

If conditions permit, people should make progress and make up for their shortcomings, but if conditions are limited, focusing on exerting their strengths is not necessarily a bad thing.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 555 =====