Chapter 1635 - 912: Temple Crisis
"Throw them down!" Third Uncle merely glanced at the two scammers and said casually.
He had no favorable opinion towards the people from that scamming park in Myanmar, even despised them deeply.
Dapao was not surprised by the answer given by Third Uncle; in fact, that’s exactly what he thought in his heart.
On the other hand, Old Zhang looked a bit fearful after hearing this, glancing nervously at Dapao and Third Uncle, afraid that he might be thrown off the helicopter accidentally.
Dapao seemed to notice his tension, patted Old Zhang’s back, and said with a smile, "Don’t worry, you’ve helped this time, we see you as one of us."
"Not nervous, not nervous." Old Zhang said with an awkward smile, but his shaking legs betrayed his thoughts.
On this journey, he had witnessed how Li Yu and Dapao effortlessly eliminated these forces, although he did not know what was just thrown from the thermos, his intuition told him this matter was not simple.
Yesterday, he had seen and heard Luo and his people using heavy artillery to bombard the Yue Country Park overnight; which force could withstand such a thing?
Big Camphor Tree Base, its power was truly terrifying.
This group of people, too, were terrifying.
Especially Dapao, he had accompanied Dapao in interrogating these scammers, and he was fully aware of Dapao’s methods.
He never thought that one could use such methods to interrogate someone.
"Luckily, I joined Big Camphor Tree Base rather than becoming its enemy," he thought to himself.
.......
Throwing the two scammers down reduced the helicopter’s weight and saved fuel.
Jackals remained focused on the fuel tank; it still had half the fuel remaining.
Though under optimal conditions, the helicopter could reach over a thousand kilometers, combining actual circumstances, there was still a certain reduction.
Jackals conveyed the tank situation to the captain; Third Uncle estimated the return trip at approximately 435 kilometers, with just enough fuel.
Thus, he instructed Jackals to continue flying without stopping to refuel.
Shortly after they had left, in the Myanmar scamming park.
Those originally standing on the walls throwing stones at the Zombies frantically realized these Zombies seemed to become more... excited?
Originally white eyeballs strangely showed hints of thirst.
The stacking speed of Zombies abruptly increased.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Go find the boss, the Zombies are suddenly rampaging!"
"Why do the Zombies look like they’ve been given stimulants? What should we do?"
"Bang Bang Bang!"
Someone had taken up a gun and started shooting at the Zombies.
They were reluctant to use guns on Zombies, as it was too wasteful of bullets; during a Zombie Tide in a rainstorm, Zombies would keep coming; they simply couldn’t kill all the Zombies.
Using guns would only happen during the most critical moments, when there was absolutely no alternative.
Because using guns could only address immediate emergencies, but couldn’t solve the underlying issue.
Moreover, the huge sound from firing would make the Zombies even more frantic and rush towards the gunshot’s location.
The stacking situation of the Zombie Tide suddenly surged from a few meters high to over ten meters within a few minutes, about to climb over the wall.
Thud thud thud—
A large group of people emerged from the park, holding various weapons, instantly filling the entire wall.
However, these Zombies were simply too frantic; their stacking speed was extremely terrifying.
Finally, after the scammers persisted for ten minutes within the park, the first Zombie climbed in.
Swoosh!
Someone pierced the climbing Zombie with a knife, yet the next second, three or four more Zombies were climbing in.
And that was just on his side; looking around, the same scene played out, more and more Zombies were coming in.
Can’t hold them, simply can’t hold them!
He felt somewhat desperate.
Drip drip drip!
Raindrops fell on his hair, then slipped from the tips to his shoulders.
Standing on the wall, he looked up beyond the wall towards the area between two tall forests, shrouded in misty rain.
The white mist was low, crushed by relentless rain.
And further below, endless Zombies moved like Ants running towards their side.
Right!
They’re running!
As if a massive army was charging.
Consider this: if a vast, fearless horde only knows to charge at you, wouldn’t you feel fear?
He was scared; he was desperate.
Especially when he saw the person next to him being bitten in the face by Zombies, turning it into a bloody mess.
He turned his head to see two Zombies rushing towards him.
Immediately he raised his gun to retaliate, shouting in panic, then fled towards the base.
This scene was not isolated; it occurred in other corners on the wall.
Total collapse!
The wall was entirely overtaken by Zombies, and countless Zombies continued running towards the park.
.....
The group including Third Uncle leaving the park flew the helicopter up to over 2000 meters altitude.
Their journey was wordless.
Though now the wind and rain had increased.
Rain clouds were low, just under 1000 meters high, preventing the wind and rain from affecting them greatly.
The clouds were so thick, they could not see the situation on the ground.
Thankfully, there was an electronic beacon; otherwise, they would have had to lower altitude to fly in the storm, which would be extremely dangerous.
Watching the electronic beacon inch closer, Jackals did not relax, instead, he focused even more intently.