MTL - Emergency Doctor Mercenary Road-Chapter 1010 Signal of Doomsday

   Chapter 1010 The Signal of the Doomsday Wasteland

  The sun is hot in the summer afternoon, but the temperature is not very high.

  Because the altitude of the mountain camp is more than 1000 meters, there is even some shade under the shade of the trees.

  The crowd was full of food and drink, the military team was taking a nap, a group of people from the park team gathered to play cards, Johnson and other villagers went to the nearby Alpine Lake to take a bath and just came back excited.

   The camp has a relaxed and laid-back vibe.

  The pleasant camping atmosphere even makes people forget that they are in the apocalypse and zombie monsters.

  Lu Fei was leaning against a big tree to clear the chamber of his Thomson submachine gun. David rushed over from a distance, rolling and crawling.

   "Boss! Power, the radio is ringing, someone is calling us, calling Miss Robbie."

   "Really? My fans are looking for me, I'm going to have a look!" Robbie, who was lying dozing on Lu Fei's shoulder, recovered his energy.

   "Let's go, let's go and have a look. We don't know anything about the situation in Salt Lake City. It would be great to have survivors as the inner circle." Lu Fei stood up and waved, and asked the core group around him to go over and take a look.

   "I'm afraid it's a trap of CdC, so be careful." Alice frowned.

   She has suffered a lot, and she is about to suffer from persecution fantasies.

   "Listen to what the other party has to say first, don't be in a hurry to answer." Lu Fei nodded.

   A minute later, a dozen people gathered around a pickup, and David turned on the radio horn mounted on the pickup.

   A young man whispered in the murmur of the radio chirping:

"This is Salt Lake City, I'm Survivor Dawson, call Miss Robbie, call Miss Robbie, I'm with my father, we're being hunted by CdC people! Aren't you going to destroy CdC? Come and save us !

  This is Salt Lake City…”

The circle of people around    looked at each other, not knowing for a while whether they should talk back or not.

   "Jack, it is very dangerous to send out radio waves now. Since the end of the world, electromagnetic signals have been greatly reduced, and radio signals are very easy to capture. Besides, CdC's gunships may not be far away, so it is best not to answer." Carlos leaned over and said softly.

   "Mr. Carlos is right, but a friend of mine in the intelligence department once told me that as long as the call time is limited to 30 seconds, it is difficult to detect the location." Franco said softly.

  Lu Fei thought for a while, and called Johnson and Vanessa, who were clean and clean: "You two, you live not far from Salt Lake City, do you know the specific location of Salt Lake City CdC?"

  Johnson scratched his head and said, "I haven't seen it before. I am familiar with all the main streets in the city. Do you know what kind of building it is? A single-family building? Factory style?"

   "I don't know either, so it's necessary to contact the local residents of Salt Lake City, David, give me a time, and hang up for me after 30 seconds."

  David nodded and raised his watch.

  Lu Fei took the headset and connected the conversation.

   "I'm Jack, the head of the Survivor Salvation Alliance!"

   "That's great! I'm Dawson, nice to talk to you, are you heading to Salt Lake City? When are you there?"

   "We are facing the all-round attack and search of the CdC. The timing is not good. Can you tell me the position of your father and son? Or how to meet?"

   "We are in the southern part of the Wasatch Piedmont, which is the southern end of the valley, please come as soon as possible."

   "No, we can't enter from Highway 15, you guys find a way to get to the entrance of the East Valley Expressway." Lu Fei looked at the map Johnson had spread out in front of him, changed his mind, and replied immediately.

   At this time, David gestured to Lu Fei again, and he said quickly: "We will contact again at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, and now I am going to hang up."

   "Received, tomorrow 6..."

   Before the other party finished speaking, David turned off the power switch and skillfully removed the battery.

   "You're in a hurry too, it's not polite." Robbie smiled while leaning against the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

   "Wait for the helicopter to kill you. I wonder if I will politely invite Miss Robbie to have a cup of coffee before dropping the bomb."

   "Hehe, okay, I'm being hypocritical, Jack, shall we leave now? Where are we going?" Robbie sneered a few times and changed the subject.

Lu Fei grabbed the map and pointed at it with a frown: "The Route 15 can't go now, let alone the helicopter, as soon as it hits the road, it will definitely be spotted by the satellites staring here. Let's circle around and follow the Route 40. Go east and then north, drive to the east side of Salt Lake City and then west into the city.

  I can’t go now, wait until it gets dark and then go on the road. Walking on high mountains and dense forest roads is the best cover. Even if we drive with big lights on, the satellites can hardly see it. "

   Everyone came over to study it for a long time, and they all praised.

   After negotiating the details, everyone took people to find a place to sleep. There are still four or five hundred kilometers in Salt Lake City, plus the mountain road, so you may be on the road all night.

  *******

  Salt Lake City, as the name suggests, is named after a large salt lake beside the city.

   At 3 pm, on a peninsula on the east side of the Great Salt Lake.

  A large, walled camp has a four-story building in the center.

  In the conference room on the second floor.

   "Bah!" A beautiful blue porcelain vase was smashed to the ground by a white-bearded gentleman.

   "You idiots! After chasing tens of thousands of zombies, they were all burned to death, and even lost two infrasound speakers! Are you afraid that it will be too difficult for them to come in?"

   The black security captain with an ugly face didn't dare to move, and softly defended: "We didn't expect that there are tactical masters among the survivors, and a lot of gasoline as a combustion accelerant."

   "Of course these guys are very powerful, especially their leaders Jack, Alice, Robbie and others. After raising you for three years, they used this attitude to deal with our archenemy! You will settle the account when they are resolved.

   Now I ask you, did the helicopter squad find their location? "

   "We've searched around the fire point, and even parachuted down to search, but still haven't found the location of the other party's convoy. Can you ask the headquarters to apply for satellite permission? They're too cunning."

"You can't do it! We have all-round advantages in the air and on the ground, and we still can't find the rabble who can't beat these surviving rabble. I think you are all in a daze! I will apply for the satellite permission, don't be idle, bring Half of them went to find a lot near the downtown expressway and set up a trap.

   Aren't they very cunning and good at fighting? Then according to the plan in advance, set up a bureau to let them be fooled! "

   "Understood, I immediately went to Claudio, and we also used the radio to contact that Robbie, Virgin Heart, save the world, they will definitely be fooled by such people."

   Hearing what the black captain said, the white-bearded gentleman looked much better. At least his subordinates were not pure idiots. He had to do everything by himself.

"Very good, but don't stop the search work, especially after nightfall, many helicopter reconnaissance sorties will be dispatched on Route 15, and helicopters will be sent to Route 40 if they can't find Route 40. If you find it early, you will destroy it! The business has been delayed. ."

   "Yes, I'll be busy right now."

  ******

  Dawson and his son were in a sewer secret door a few hundred meters from their home.

  Several rows of short shelves are placed in a bucket room of seven or eight square meters, which are full of canned food and bottled drinking water. This is the father and son's second base.

   "Dad, did you hear me just now? Jack hung up too soon, should we call again at 6 am tomorrow?" Little Dawson sat on a nylon reclining chair scooping canned beef.

   "You've asked three times, it's 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, and I think they're very reliable, and they can't be overheard when they finish talking very quickly.

   Forget about the two of us, Jack and the others are estimated to have dozens of people, so they must be careful. "Old Dawson carefully took out a crumpled cigarette from his jacket pocket and sniffed it under his nose.

   "Fortunately, Dad, you are responsible for the engineering management of the sewers in the municipal department, and you are familiar with the sewers in Salt Lake City, otherwise we would have been taken away by the CdC people, just like Miss Ivanka next door."

   "Tsk tsk, I've been thinking about milfs at such a young age. Let's think about saving our lives first. Didn't you call for an hour in the morning, can we be detected?"

   "You didn't object at the time! I also know that Dad, you are eager to kill the **** like CdC. Don't worry, we will be able to fulfill our wishes tomorrow, and I will follow them to kill!"

"Come on, you went out to breathe last month, and you almost fainted when you saw a zombie. Don't talk about this, hurry up and pack up, didn't that Jack say he was going to enter from the east side of the valley on Highway 40? We have to Go there, you can't let the other team divert for us."

   "Okay dad, but how can I carry so many things, and I can't carry them. Besides, when we move on the street in the daytime, won't we encounter zombies? It's too dangerous."

   "Nonsense, it's dangerous to walk on the ground at night. Who said you have to walk from the ground? Of course you go down the sewers!

   You don’t need to bring more things. I know the locations of the underground warehouses of several supermarkets there. We only need to bring three days’ worth of food and water. "

   "Dad is amazing, let's bring a gun."

   "As long as you protect the radio station, you won't be able to contact them at that time, and we have to be water rats underground."

   "Understood, I will definitely protect it, Dad, do you believe they will be able to kill the vicious zombies and CdC's minions?" Little Dawson said worriedly.

"You were full of hope just now, but now you are worrying about gains and losses. You young people are really unsteady. I am just like you, just listening to Robbie's story. But I would rather believe it is true. It's not just for that. Hope?"

   "Yes, but I trust my intuition. We will definitely join the team fighting against CdC, return to the ground, and be a real person again."

   "Let's go, we have to walk at least 30 to 40 kilometers in the pipeline, and leave as soon as possible."

   "Understood, now at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, even if you walk 5 kilometers per hour, you can reach the approximate location in the middle of the night."

  Old Dawson nodded, put on his backpack, grabbed an automatic rifle on the shelf, opened the door, and walked out. Little Dawson quickly carried the radio on his back and followed him out.

   The father and son soon trudged through the sewage-flowing sewers and continued to travel north.

   (end of this chapter)