Chapter 1093 - 1081: Disturbance on a Snowy Night (9)

Chapter 1093: Chapter 1081: Disturbance on a Snowy Night (9)

The wind is howling! The snow is blowing! Two figures are trudging hard against the wind and snow.

Everything was just as difficult as Tang Xiaoquan had anticipated, and even with an extra support in hand, his journey was still fraught with danger.

As usual, they moved with frequent stops, though today the number of rests was noticeably higher than yesterday.

This shows that Tang Xiaoquan hadn’t truly recovered much from last night. In contrast, Hua Biao, though also struggling, seemed to have maintained his stamina without much exhaustion.

This is the difference between soldiers and civilians. It’s often said: sweat more during peacetime, bleed less during wartime.

Although it doesn’t involve bleeding now, it’s undeniable that if Hua Biao and Tang Xiaoquan were left alone to survive in the snow, Hua Biao would undoubtedly last longer than Tang Xiaoquan.

One minute after another passed by, and due to Tang Xiaoquan’s significant drag, Tang Hua and his companion still hadn’t reached the station by the second day.

Despite this, through persistence, they were gradually getting closer to the station.

On the third day, the usual early riser Zhao Yunhai got out of bed, having been unable to sleep soundly in recent days.

It’s hardly surprising—with the recon team out for long without news, the station’s supplies dwindling, and various negative factors weighing on him, Zhao Yunhai couldn’t feel at ease.

Fortunately, Lin Junfu was there to share his burdens. Otherwise, it would have been quite tough for him alone.

"Dad! Didn’t sleep well again last night?" Zhao Lina bumped into her father, Zhao Yunhai, as she finished up breakfast in the kitchen.

Seeing her father’s bloodshot eyes, Zhao Lina felt a pang of pain in her heart.

"I’m fine, just insomnia, it’s not a big deal."

"Oh, how can it not be a big deal? I’ve always said, old Zhao, you like to shoulder everything yourself! When Old Xu left, he handed the task to the two of us. You can’t go on like this!" It was Lin Junfu speaking, having just returned from inspecting the village head. First, he delivered breakfast to Shen Lian and Duan Chengwu, then inquired about last night’s situation.

Seeing it was Lin Junfu, Zhao Yunhai shook his head with a smile: "Hehe, you say that about me, but have you been sleeping well these past few days? Look at your red eyes, they’re as red as a traffic light!"

Hahaha...

Laughing aloud briefly, Zhao Yunhai and Lin Junfu both fell silent once the laughter ended.

After a while, Lin Junfu sighed deeply: "I don’t know when this damnable weather will end. Old Xu there must also be having a headache."

"Yes indeed! With this weather, vehicles are out of the question. But given Old Xu’s experience, they won’t have to worry about safety. I’m only afraid that, for the sake of our supplies here, they might take risks!!"

Right now, Zhao Yunhai wasn’t worried about anything except that the members of the recon team might take risks in order to bring back the supplies.

Though he’s unsure what method they’d use, he’s certain that, given Old Xu and the personalities of the brothers who went out, they’d definitely not sit and wait for the snow to end.

"Alright! Uncle Zhao, Uncle Lin, don’t worry too much about it. No matter what, we must guard our health. The snow won’t stop anytime soon, and you should both have breakfast and go back inside to rest. Yesterday’s work arrangements are in place, you don’t need to worry."

Wei Yang neatly served Zhao Yunhai and Lin Junfu each a large bowl of porridge with the big pot.

After serving, she walked over to the window and gazed outside.

Admittedly, the snow-covered village was indeed beautiful.

The phrase "draped in silver" is likely used to describe such a splendid scene.

But even the most beautiful scenery needs someone to share it with. Although Wei Yang was able to calm Zhao Yunhai and Lin Junfu, her heart was actually...

Xiaotang, where are you now? Are you okay? The weather is so cold, please take care to keep warm. Don’t forget our agreement before we parted; I’ll be waiting for you to come home.

Whether there are any gods or not in this world, no one knows. But sincere prayers are always a way for people to channel their emotions.

Youngsters like Wen Quanxin and Wu Chao were voluntarily shoveling snow outside, seldom speaking, all weighed down with worries.

Duan Chengwu led Bi Dahu around the outskirts of the village—part of their team’s daily patrols to inspect potential hazards.

With the doors sealed by snow, the limited visibility forced them to intensify their patrols. Tasks that used to be completed indoors now require personal outdoor walks.

No signs of zombies after half an hour of patrolling; Duan Chengwu and Bi Dahu discovered nothing amiss.

No footprints on the snow’s surface, allowing them to exhale in relief.

Because the wall hasn’t been built yet, any activity by zombies or malicious individuals around the station would mean a high chance of infiltration.

To reduce the possibility of crises, they must increase patrol frequency.

"Let’s go, Little Duan, this area is cleared, let’s check there." Tightening his collar, Bi Dahu proposed.

Nodding in agreement, they had spent half an hour near the village entrance, checking all necessary areas and verifying possible hideouts, making further searches meaningless.

However, just as they were preparing to leave, Bi Dahu, who had just proposed to change locations, suddenly stopped.

Noticing this, Duan Chengwu couldn’t help frowning slightly and urged, "Let’s go, Uncle Bi."

"Wait a minute!!" Without moving, Bi Dahu abruptly squatted down.

This quickly made Duan Chengwu alert, and without a second thought, he followed suit, crouching down beside Bi Dahu, whispering: "What’s up? Did you find anything?"

Shaking his head, Bi Dahu seemed unsure: "I think I heard something."

"Something!?" Even though it was just a tentative guess, it was enough to make Duan Chengwu tense.

Clearly, any noise at this critical moment wouldn’t be baseless.

Not daring to slacken, Duan Chengwu kept silent and attentively listened for the "noise" Bi Dahu mentioned.

The wind was blowing loudly, the howling north wind roaring in everyone’s ears.

This undeniably impaired Bi Dahu and Duan Chengwu’s hearing.

Fortunately, Duan Chengwu, being part of the Sharp Blade Company, had a superior ability to adapt to the environment compared to Bi Dahu.

Soon, with his keen hearing, he was able to sift through the noisy wind and distinguish some unusual sounds.

It was the sound caused by the compression of the snow, barely audible but perceptible.

Undoubtedly, whatever made this sound must be alive.

The most likely living entities now are humans or undead.

Given the unknown location of the source, Duan Chengwu planned to "wait by the tree" for any developments.

Before that, necessary preparations must be made. Indicating for Bi Dahu to crouch down and hide behind a snow pile, Duan Chengwu pulled out his hand-held radio and issued a warning to those at the station.

"Attention everyone, attention everyone, there are unusual sounds at the village entrance, please prepare for emergencies. Repeat, unusual sounds at the village entrance, please prepare for emergencies."