Chapter 640 - 537: You Call This Mercy? (Part 2)

"Uh... Chairman, are you talking about the undercover sent by the Survivor Alliance?"

Dazhuang asked.

??

Li Zongkai looked at Dazhuang, nodded, and said, "Yes, you know?"

Not only does he know, we all know. The crowd’s gaze all turned to the corner of the stage...

"Guan Senmiao... He confessed about being an undercover to save his life, but he’s probably dead now."

Dazhuang made a strange face and gestured towards Guan Senmiao’s corpse with his mouth.

Li Zongkai walked over to take a look, and sure enough, Guan Senmiao had been shot several times and had long since died, expression frozen in anguish.

"What a waste..."

Zhang Su walked up behind Li Zongkai and patted his shoulder, saying, "Old Li, do you know how to completely eradicate undercover agents?"

Li Zongkai turned his head in confusion to look at Zhang Su, then shook his head. How could this be prevented? What if we don’t save any survivor, that’s not right either, what if someone gets swayed?

Zhang Su whispered, "When there’s only one camp in a region, there won’t be any undercover agents."

Li Zongkai suddenly understood, that makes sense, but what exactly defines a region?

Zhang Su didn’t say more. He gestured for people to untie the survivors from Civilization Guardian, and then walked over to the burly man: "Dazhuang, did you arrange for people to scout the zombie horde’s situation that I asked earlier? Any news?"

Dazhuang, standing on the outermost edge of the crowd, was the first to have the ropes cut off. When Zhang Su walked up to him, he finally saw the face clearly, and memories flooded back. In an instant, he remembered who he was— the one who had entered the barracks with them to get weapons back then...

If that’s the case, then the Yama Corps is just some of his old companions. That precision shooting plus the crisp female voice must be the sniper who won the shooting contest!

Hearing Zhang Su’s question, Dazhuang snapped back to reality, his face tense. He rubbed his tingling arms and said awkwardly, "I didn’t have time, I... sigh, after I finished talking with Chairman Li, as soon as I stepped out of the communication room, I got ambushed. I almost got killed!"

Zhang Su said nothing, took out his walkie-talkie: "Xiaoshuai, Dakun, you two, drive along the main road to the northeast to scout the zombie horde’s situation. Remember, just scout, don’t make any extra moves, be safe!"

In terms of both driving ability and individual mobility, these two were top-notch in the team, making them the best for reconnaissance tasks. However, their temperaments weren’t stable, always worrying they might act recklessly, so extra caution was advised.

"Got it, got it!"

"Understood, Uncle, don’t worry, ah ha!"

At the barracks gate, Qi Xiaoshuai and Pang Dakun drove off directly.

As people were untied one after another, the emotions in the hall gradually calmed down.

A middle-aged woman, wearing a puzzled expression, looked at Zhang Su, eventually making up her mind, and stepped forward.

"Boss?"

Zhang Su was discussing with Dazhuang and others about the Bajiazi Village attack on the barracks when he suddenly heard someone greet him from behind. The voice wasn’t very familiar but was definitely addressing him.

Turning his head, she looked a bit familiar, and he asked in confusion, "Big sis, who are you?"

Li Zongkai and the others all looked towards the woman walking up behind Zhang Su, feeling a bit nervous. Others might not know who she was, but they did...

"Liu Qianqian, what do you want?" Wu Daqiang asked warily.

This woman is usually a troublemaker in the camp. Totally disregarding the prohibition on illicit relationships, she frequently traded her assets for supplies!

Although not a critical issue, so it was often turned a blind eye to, but now she’s speaking with King Yama, that’s a serious issue!

"I’m, I’m just saying hi to an old acquaintance, don’t be so fierce..."

Liu Qianqian shrank back when Wu Daqiang glared at her. Then she brushed her hair back and wiped her face a bit before looking at Zhang Su.

"Boss, it’s me, Sister Liu, ahem..." Liu Qianqian cleared her throat, then struck an elegant pose, weakly pointing beside Zhang Su, exuding allure: "Boss, Airy Fantasy, oil three grams. Remember now?"

Zhang Su instantly had a poker face. When Liu Qianqian wiped her face, he remembered she was the madam who bought a pack of cigarettes from his convenience store every night.

He really didn’t know what her name was, only remembered her surname was Liu, and that she worked at an entertainment venue, sometimes chatting about how she managed a group of young ladies.

"Ahem..."

Liu Qianqian was clearing her throat; Zhang Su was really choking on himself. Qin City only had so many people left, and he could still run into an old acquaintance. But in hindsight, it wasn’t surprising. He had run a convenience store for years, countless customers had visited, yet he barely remembered any.

"I remembered, Sister Liu, alright, you can go now. I’m busy, we can catch up later."

Zhang Su rarely felt awkward. This woman used to flirt with him a few lines while buying cigarettes, and he would give back as good as he got. But in this situation...

Liu Qianqian was overjoyed when Zhang Su admitted recognizing her. She beamed as if she wanted to bite someone, nodding repeatedly as she backed away from the crowd.

"Well... a lady who used to always buy cigarettes at my store, it’s fine, let’s continue our discussion."

After a quarter-hour of bustling around, the hall was emptied, whether it was Bajiazi Village personnel’s corpses or Civilization Guardian’s survivors’ bodies, had all been cleaned up, leaving behind patches of bloodstains. Even though it was minus twenty degrees, a strong stench of blood still lingered, unobtrusively dissipating.

The weapon warehouse was bustling, with five Bajiazi Village personnel kneeling, surrounded by a pair of eyes filled with rage.

"Brother Su, the zombie horde, in terms of the mileage shown on the vehicle, is about twenty-five kilometers from the barracks. I’m roughly six or seven kilometers from the horde now, a massive dark area, moving very slowly, damn it, there are too many zombies!"

Binhai Road is the main route connecting Qin City and Mountain and Sea District. Qi Xiaoshuai stood on the rooftop of a roadside shop, binoculars in hand, looking far away, a particularly irritated expression on his face.

Zombies, endless zombies. When fuel is in abundance, he really doesn’t want to see these damn things...

Zhang Su stood amidst the crowd, holding the walkie-talkie, internally rolling his eyes in annoyance. All around him were people from Civilization Guardian. Let’s say we could be a bit more professional.

"What kind of unit is ’damn too many’? Be precise!"

"Uncle, I estimate, compared to all the ones we blew up before with grapes, there are at least three, no, fifty thousand at the minimum. And I can see a lot of big guys, ah ha!"

Pang Dakun’s unique serious voice sounded, but he didn’t forget his ending note.

Fifty thousand, at least, with many big ones...

This series of descriptions weighed heavily on all who heard the report. The people of Civilization Guardian might not know what a ’big guy’ meant, but they knew what fifty thousand meant.

"Understood, keep a close watch on their movement. Report any situation immediately. If there’s danger, evacuate quickly, don’t take risks!"

After saying that, Zhang Su clipped his walkie-talkie to his waist, his gaze falling on the faces of Bajiazi Village personnel.

"You guys are something, huh? Planning to use living people as markers to lure the zombie horde?"

"No, I..."

"It wasn’t our idea, Brother Dog led it..."

"Big Brother, spare us, we didn’t want to."

The five of them, originally dejected, immediately started kowtowing when Zhang Su spoke to them, hands tied behind their backs didn’t matter. The sound was so sincere, so loud, you had to admire the core strength of these guys.

"Kowtowing to me won’t help, you deceived the kind-hearted brothers and sisters of Civilization Guardian, exploiting their compassion and trust to slaughter them. The nature of this act is too heinous; your lives will be judged by them!"

Zhang Su turned around, looking into the surroundings, asking aloud, "Everyone, how do you think we should deal with these guys?"

"Kill them!"

"They should be killed, right..."

A scene that surprised Zhang Su unfolded. The crowd, indignant, had few who expressed their stance. Many wore expressions of anger, yet clearly awaited someone else’s attitude— that of Li Zongkai.

"Ahem..."

Li Zongkai naturally saw the situation. He stepped forward and said, "Brothers and sisters, there’s something I originally intended to announce ceremoniously once everything was settled, but I believe now is a good time. After much consideration, I’ve decided that from today, Civilization Guardian will merge into Celestial Horse Island!"

This news had gradually spread during the cleanup of the hall. Most had heard about it. Until this moment, hearing it announced by Li Zongkai himself settled the dust. Everyone’s expressions remained calm, but internally, emotions surged.