Doomsday Officers Operation Team-Chapter 65 Basement

These zombies are apparently more than a little smarter.

But the survivors must be rescued. The technician who manages the equipment turned on the computer to connect to the satellite signal. As the technician input the program, a panoramic view of the town where they were located was displayed on the computer screen. From the displayed map, the location of the survivors was not far from their building. If they walked normally, it would only take about ten minutes. Moreover, the technician looked at the situation on the road from the computer. All the zombies should have gathered here. There were no zombies on the road to the survivors, but this was just an appearance. No one knew the specific situation. It seemed that there was not a single zombie in this town before.

Instructor Oviso immediately gave instructions, dividing the 11 people including her own into Group A of 5 people and Group B of 6 people led by her. Group A was responsible for going to the location of the survivors for rescue, while Group B was to attract the attention of the zombies.

Just after the grouping was completed, there was a heavy banging sound from the door of the safe passage. The sound was so loud that it was frightening. This kind of force could completely make a hole in the door. It would only take a few minutes for the door of the safe passage to be broken through by the zombies. Everyone subconsciously clenched their weapons and looked nervously in the direction of the safe passage. In order not to waste time, Oviso immediately ordered Group A to go to the location of the survivors for rescue.

As technology becomes more and more advanced and everything becomes more modernized, buildings are getting taller and closer together. There is only two or three meters between buildings, so jumping from the roof is feasible. Such thrilling scenes often appear in movies, but the students don't have wires, so if they step on empty air they will fall to death. This is no joke. Perhaps jumping two or three meters on flat ground is not a problem, but on a tall building, one will inevitably feel guilty, and if one's feet are a little weak, the situation will be terrible. Fortunately, the students all have strong mental qualities, and no one made mistakes.

Suwan and Mike were in Group A. They jumped to the rooftop of several buildings behind them and heard the roars of zombies and rapid gunfire not far behind them. There was no doubt that the door to the safe passage had been knocked open.

These zombies are tireless and extremely strong. Without any external force, such as knives or guns, no student can defeat them in a simple fight when they have just mutated.

If Zoe hadn't said that the zombies were just an accidental product of the mutation of the Blue Ocean potion and not part of a biochemical experiment, Suwan would have felt that these zombies were simply biological weapons that could take over the world.

At the moment the door of the safety passage was knocked away, Oviso and the remaining students in Group B opened fire to attract their attention, and then jumped to the rooftop in another direction. The zombies howled and ran after them, but they were not smart enough to know how to jump, so some of them stepped on air and fell to the ground, their brains and bodies turned into a pool of meat paste. However, this town was already dirty and messy, and no cleaners would complain no matter how dirty it was. Most of the zombies ran very fast, so they jumped over the rooftops and pounced on the students before they could react. When the ammunition ran out, these zombies seemed to be inexhaustible and kept squeezing out from the safety passage.

The students in Group A jumped all the way to the roof of the high-rise building where the survivors were, and then entered the building through the safe passage. It seemed that all the zombies were hunting humans. They walked into the building carefully and searched the corridors on each floor, whispering to the survivors, and entered each door of the room cautiously and vigilantly. They didn't see a single zombie, but they didn't see any survivors either. From the top floor to the first floor, although they were at the fastest speed, it still took time. The gunshots coming from the direction of Oviso were getting weaker and weaker.

Everyone was very upset. They couldn't waste any more time, but the distress signal was indeed sent from this building.

A student suggested going to the basement to take a look, so a few people went down to the basement with some hope. The iron door of the basement was open, and some noises came from inside, which seemed to be the roar of zombies.

Several people looked at each other, grasped their weapons and went into the basement to check. The basement was very dark. In order to see the situation clearly, someone turned on a high-intensity flashlight. The basement was a place similar to a warehouse, with many cardboard boxes piled up, but there were no zombies. The roar of the zombies came from an underground entrance.

The iron plate of the underground entrance is open, and there are zombies below, perhaps because there are living people below.

Several people carefully moved to the underground entrance and shone a strong flashlight around the basement. They saw a person hiding in a corner, waving something in his hand to prevent the zombies from approaching.

Someone immediately shot and killed the zombie, and then shone a strong flashlight on the person in the corner. This was a thin and haggard woman who was exhausted from being tortured by the zombies. When she was swept by the flashlight, she immediately turned her face away in disgust.

"Have you been bitten?" the student asked her, still shining the flashlight on her. If she was bitten, she could not be taken back to the quarantine area, and they would even shoot her to end her suffering.

The woman said nothing, curled up in fear, and put her hands up to block the glaring flashlight. The trainee asked her several times but she still didn't answer, which made the trainee who was asking the questions a little impatient. He probably didn't expect the survivor to be so uncooperative.

"Is he deaf?" the student who asked the question guessed.

Mike squatted above the entrance and looked for a while, then suddenly looked up and said to Suwan who was checking the cartons, "It looks like an Asian."

The other two students were guarding the entrance, and Suwan was checking the items in the cartons nearby. These were cartons of bread, but most of them only had the packaging bags left. Suwan rummaged through and found an unopened bag of bread in the corner. Suwan put the bag of bread back into the combat bag. When he heard Mike talking to him, he walked to the top of the entrance, squatted down and looked down. It was indeed an Asian face.

"Are you okay?" Suwan asked hopefully, planning to ask in Korean or Japanese if the woman didn't respond, but the everyday language she knew didn't seem to be enough to communicate.

To Suwan's surprise, as soon as he opened his mouth, the woman responded fiercely. She immediately raised her face and looked at Suwan, pleadingly.

Suwan breathed a sigh of relief. Now they could communicate without any problems. Suwan quickly asked her, "Are you injured?"

The woman shook her head vigorously, and Suwan lowered his voice and gently soothed her, "We are an international rescue team. We will take you to a safe place. Do you want to come with us?"

Of course the woman had to leave. There were zombies everywhere and there was not enough food. Besides, she was asking for help in the first place. The woman held the wall and struggled to stand up. Only then did Suwan see why she had been curled up. It turned out that she was holding a child of seven or eight years old in her arms. The child opened his eyes wide and looked at Suwan and the others curiously. Even when he saw the zombies on the ground, he was not afraid and made no noise. Instead, he was quietly held in his mother's arms. However, the woman was too weak and could not be held up at all. Suwan quickly jumped down from the basement and helped them up. After helping the woman up, he could see clearly that the woman was holding an iron pot in her hand, an iron pot that had no lethality at all. She used this iron pot to protect herself and her daughter. However, now that the rescue team has found her, they will protect her, and the iron pot is no longer needed.

Suwan checked them both carefully. Although they were dirty, they were not injured. However, no one knew how long they had been here. They were so weak that they could not even walk. So Mike carried the woman on his back, Suwan held the little girl in his arms, and they walked out of the building with the others. The gunshots from the direction of Oviso could no longer be heard, and no one knew what the situation was.

The plane in the sky was flying over, and it seemed that it had noticed something was wrong, so it didn't wait there.

The deafening roar of the plane scared the little girl. She opened her eyes wide, hugged Suwan's neck tightly, and trembled all over. Suwan quickly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's a plane." The little girl blinked her eyes, and it was not known whether she understood or not. Suwan knew that although the big and small were saved, they were still very wary, so he chatted with them in the hope of alleviating their vigilance: "It was so dangerous just now, how did the zombies get in?"

The woman opened her mouth but had no strength to speak. She lay weakly on Mike's back. The little girl, however, felt that Suwan was very reliable and said to him innocently, "Because my father went out, the monster came in."

Suwan stopped and asked quickly, "Where is your father?" Are there other survivors, or has her father become a zombie?

The little girl was also confused, and her face wrinkled in grievance. She looked up at the plane in the sky, and suddenly pointed to the sky and said to Suwan, "Dad is there!"

After hearing what the little girl said, several people looked up at the sky at the same time. Then they saw a man standing on the edge of the roof of a high-rise building opposite, waving and shouting desperately towards the sky, hoping to attract the attention of the plane.

"Why isn't Dad with you?" Suwan asked with a frown.

The little girl looked at her mother for help, but she saw that her mother had her eyes closed, so she quietly moved closer to Suwan's ears, covered them with her dirty little hands, and whispered in Suwan's ears as if she was telling a secret: "Because Dad said he doesn't want us anymore."