Chapter 1830 - 987

"Let’s go, they have arrived over there." Third Uncle put down the telescope and said to Old Qin and the others in the car.

Rumble——

The vehicle started and drove straight south on Highway 72.

Six or seven minutes later.

Third Uncle and the others saw a helicopter less than two hundred meters away, followed below by a swarm of nuclear-radiated zombies.

"Reverse!" Third Uncle commanded.

Almost before Third Uncle finished speaking, Old Qin skillfully turned the steering wheel, reversing the car in a different direction.

Xiao Jun on another infantry fighting vehicle also instructed someone to turn on the loudspeaker at the back of the car.

After all four vehicles were turned around, they parked on the road, waiting for the zombies behind to approach.

"Jackals, you all go ahead, find a fork in the road to hide, and after the zombies pass, follow behind them." Third Uncle picked up the walkie-talkie and said.

The Jackals in another armored RV immediately drove away upon hearing this.

Though they were parked there, they didn’t turn off the ignition, ready to drive away at any moment.

Soon.

The helicopter flew directly overhead of Third Uncle and the others, and Yang Tianlong even opened the cabin and waved to the people below.

Immediately afterward.

Yang Tianlong cut the ropes binding a dead pig, and the blood-covered pig dropped down from the sky.

It fell in front of the zombies.

The nuclear-radiated zombies surged toward the dead pig as if injected with stimulants.

This half pig carcass was practically useless.

They dared not eat it since it had been used to attract zombies all the way; who knows whether there might have been traces of nuclear radiation on it.

They simply threw it down to attract another wave of zombies so those behind could catch up.

The zombies surrounded the pig in frenzied circles, tearing into it ravenously.

After dropping the dead pig, the helicopter circled once and flew toward the Big Camphor Tree Base.

Their task was complete, and now it was up to Third Uncle and the others.

Yang Tianlong watched as the lid on Third Uncle’s car opened.

Someone crawled out, hung the remaining half of the dead pig on the back of the car, sprinkled some fresh blood over it, and nimbly returned to the car.

Tens of thousands of zombies, and half a pig can’t satisfy them.

In fact, this half pig incited the nuclear-radiated zombies even more.

In less than two minutes, the pig was devoured by the zombies, which then approached Third Uncle and his vehicle.

Watching the zombies approach step by step, Third Uncle told the people in the car, "Don’t rush, wait a little; let the zombies get closer, so we don’t lose them."

Old Qin gripped the steering wheel and was ready to hit the gas any time.

One hundred meters.

Eighty meters.

Fifty meters.

Twenty meters.

Those in the car saw the zombies getting so close that they nervously swallowed.

"Go!" Third Uncle commanded.

The gas pedal was pressed, and the vehicle slowly began to move forward.

The speed was kept slow, maintaining a distance of twenty to fifty meters from the zombies behind.

Whoosh-whoosh——

Seeing the vehicle starting, Old Qin inside finally felt at ease.

He had just been worried that the car might malfunction.

Although rare, it’s still possible.

If the car couldn’t start earlier, they would have had to run to another vehicle.

That’s why Li Yu arranged for multiple cars initially, to avoid some special emergencies and provide them with more safety assurance.

The vehicle’s fuel consumption is far less than that of the helicopter.

If a helicopter flies at such a slow pace for days, it might break down.

On average, refueling is needed every three hours, and finding a suitable refueling spot is one problem, but more importantly, it’s too wasteful of fuel.

They maintained this speed and rhythm, slowly luring the zombies in the planned direction.

After waiting more than an hour, Jackals followed far behind the army of nuclear-radiated zombies.

If any zombies strayed, they could inform Third Uncle and the others ahead to take larger countermeasures.

....

Northern Territory Federation.

The Second Young Master lay in bed, eyes dazed as he stared at the ceiling.

Accompanied by a twitch of the body, he patted the person above him.

"Clean it up and leave."

"Yes, Young Master." The person’s face was frightened, not daring to meet the Second Young Master’s eyes.

Quickly taking out a damp towel, the person cleaned up, carefully dressed the Second Young Master, then respectfully bowed and left.

Just outside the door, they saw someone standing there.

It was the Second Young Master’s butler.

"Scared me to death; have you been waiting here long, Butler?"

The butler blinked and said, "No worries, just arrived. How’s the Second Young Master’s mood?"

"Hmm... should be okay, relatively calm."

"Calm, that’s good."

Then, the butler stood by the door and knocked.

"Come in."

The butler pushed open the door and entered.

"Second Young Master."

"Dali, you’ve come; is there anything going on?" the Second Young Master said calmly.

The butler hurriedly spoke, "Young Master, the expedition team has been assembled, should we let them set out?"

The Second Young Master took a moment to recall the matter.

Nodding, he said, "It’s to the Southern Big Camphor Tree Base, right?"

"Yes, yes, it’s the Big Camphor Tree Base. You mentioned forming an expedition team to scout the situation there, and now the team is ready."