Lu Yanmutang had no idea what was happening in the distance.
At this time they were heading to the communications station in the north.
The mud carried them running through the ruins of the base, and they felt like they were in a deserted place among these first-order zombies.
Lu Yan's originally calm face became more and more solemn, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Mu Tang noticed his expression and tugged on his sleeve:
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yan held the walkie-talkie in his hand. The walkie-talkie had not responded since the signal was transmitted.
They fired a total of five signal flares in different directions, basically ensuring that Qin Zhen could see the signal anywhere.
Tomorrow the base can accommodate 150,000 people, and with military facilities included, the farthest distance between the two walls diagonally is 25 kilometers.
But the communication distance of this walkie-talkie is 40 kilometers. As long as Qin Zhen sees the signal flare, he can contact them immediately.
However, Qin Zhen has not taken the initiative to communicate with them until now.
This indicates that they are likely to have lost the ability to move.
and……
Lu Yan lowered his head and asked Mu Tang:
"Are there any level 3 or above zombies around here?"
Mu Tang shook his head.
Yes, in such an obvious Gu-raising terrain, there should be countless even higher-level zombies, not to mention third-level zombies.
After all, when this base fell, there were 135,000 people inside.
But along the way, they also encountered only low-level zombies.
And Qin Zhen, in such an environment with only low-level zombies, completely lost contact, plus the "ice dragon" on the wall.
Lu Yan thought that there was no possibility other than that the top zombies had hunted down other high-level zombies.
So what level is this zombie at?
The fifth level, or...the sixth level that I have never seen before?
The most likely place Qin Zhen is now is the communication station. It seems that we can only look for them one by one.
The two soon arrived at the northern communication station.
Unexpectedly, the zombies outside roared loudly and squeezed in like crazy. They were pushed down by the companions behind and their bones were crushed. As long as their heads were not crushed, they had to crawl in.
Mu Tang tilted his head strangely:
"Is there anyone alive in this?"
Lu Yan shook his head:
"Not very likely."
Thousands of zombies crowded into a small building. At this rate, the first zombies to enter would probably be crushed into pieces, let alone the living ones.
They couldn't take any measures to stop these walking zombies.
Lu Yan raised his hand, and a thunderbolt landed not far away!
The zombies that were squeezing crazily just now stopped immediately, then turned their heads together, looking at the place where the thunder fell with their rotten or empty eye sockets.
Lu Yan dropped another thunder.
This time, as if a switch was pressed, these zombies immediately changed direction and rushed towards the place where the thunder struck with bared teeth and claws!
The small communication station was like a flood valve opening.
In an instant, countless zombies poured out, and the scene just happened again.
The large group of zombies ran out first, followed by a few whose lower bodies were trampled to pieces, shaking their heads and crawling over there desperately.
The eyeball that fell out swayed left and right.
Mu Tang watched the squirming zombie crawling further and further away, and suddenly remembered how he had just met Lu Yan. He couldn't help but touch his eye sockets to make sure that his two eyeballs were still inside.
Lu Yan knew what the little girl was thinking just by looking at her movements.
Feeling dumbfounded, he touched her hand and said angrily:
"Silly girl."
Mu Tang thought about it and smiled.
The two jumped off Mudba's back, motioned to him to wait outside, and then entered the communication station one after another.
The scene inside is truly unspeakable.
Facing him was a corpse that had been trampled into flesh. If it weren't for the stinking tattered clothes inside the flesh, Mu Tang wouldn't even be able to recognize it.
Along the way, the originally pure white putty wall next to it was so covered with rotten flesh that the color was no longer visible.
Suddenly a zombie scream came to my ears.
Mu Tang subconsciously drew his gun and pointed it at it, only to find that the zombie had no ability to move.
It was lying on the ground, and everything below the shoulders had been trampled into pulp by its companions. At first glance, it looked like there was only one head lying on the ground.
I saw it desperately raising its head, its cloudy eyes full of blood and greed, its mouth open and screaming at Lu Yan, struggling crazily to come and bite him.
As it moved, its shoulders gradually began to separate from its trampled body, making some sticky sounds of flesh and blood sticking and tearing apart.
But it didn't care, it only saw this living life in front of it.
Mu Tang frowned and directly took out the knife and inserted it between its eyebrows.
On the other side, Lu Yan touched the door lock of the communication room.
Although the door had been squeezed out of shape, Lu Yan could still tell that the door lock had been vandalized.
Mu Tang walked around in a circle and confirmed that there was no one alive, then walked over and asked:
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yan pointed to the door lock:
"This lock was man-made, and those survivors should have been here."
There was a sudden snapping sound in his ears. Lu Yan turned around, scanned the room carefully, and suddenly walked towards the small cubicle in the communication room.
After only glancing at the cubicle, Lu Yan turned back to Mu Tang and said:
"Wait for me here." If possible, he didn't want Mu Tang to see human corpses again, because he couldn't guarantee whether these things would affect her mind.
Mu Tang nodded obediently.
Lu Yan took a deep breath and squatted down.
In front of him was a corpse that had been chewed up with only bones left, but his wrists were hung up. Looking along the rope that tied his wrists, a rifle with no bullets was hung outside, shaking and flapping. The security window is open and it makes a noise.
Judging from the poor binding method, he tied it himself.
Zombies will not take the initiative to eat a dead person, unless the person is bitten to death by them, so the person should be alive and watching the zombies eat his own flesh.
As long as someone touches his body, even if he is dead, a shake of his wrist can still drag the gun outside against the security window and make a noise.
The purpose is to make noise and lure away the group of zombies for your companions.
Lu Yan picked out the national flag and the symbol representing his name from the fragments of clothing on his bones, stood up, put down his wrist, took off the gun, and saluted.
He walked out of the compartment and whispered to Mu Tang, who was waiting for him there:
"Let's go."
