Rotting Land: Survive

All vehicles received the transmission application sent by Li Guo, and Tang Xiaoquan lightly clicked to confirm, with a receiving bar appearing instantly.

Tang Xiaoquan glanced at it, his brows slightly furrowed.

A speed of 30K per second, this is considerably slow.

Old Lin usually roams around high-speed roads and has little time to play with his phone or computer.

So he has no concept of transmission. He only knows that phones and computers can transfer data to each other. As for speed...

He glanced at Wen Quanxin and softly asked: "Has the video been transmitted?"

Wen Quanxin nodded.

"Can we watch it now?"

Wen Quanxin shook his head.

"When will it be ready?"

Wen Quanxin shrugged: "Probably in an hour."

"Why does it take so long?"

"The file is too big!"

Too big a file? Old Lin furrowed his brows, recalling the scene from the office’s archive room.

After waiting for less than 5 minutes, thinking it was almost ready, Old Lin asked again: "Can we watch it now?"

Wen Quanxin smiled bitterly and turned his head without replying, directly handing the phone to Old Lin.

Old Lin leaned forward for a closer look...

The constantly changing bandwidth numbers meant nothing to him, but he could clearly see the estimated time of 46 minutes for completion.

Wow, why does this thing take so long? Old Lin shook his head in frustration.

Helpless, he could only keep silent and wait for the transmission to finish.

Waiting is always arduous, especially in such an environment.

It seemed the wolf pack intentionally toyed with the survivors’ nerves, occasionally howling to assert their presence.

Just when the survivors had calmed down for a few minutes, they were immediately stirred up by the midnight wolf howls.

About half an hour passed, and Old Lin, getting impatient, leaned forward again to ask: "How much has been received now?"

Wen Quanxin raised his hand, knowing that Old Lin was clueless about digital matters, so he simply let the latter see for himself.

Old Lin looked and asked inexplicably: "Is it done now?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Quanxin was puzzled and thought to himself, how could that be possible? Two minutes ago, it was only 80% complete, no way it’s done so quickly. Has the transfer speed increased?

With a doubtful heart, Wen Quanxin took back his phone and looked closely, cursing under his breath: "Damn!"

Wen Quanxin’s reaction immediately caught the attention of other brothers, and Lin Junfu asked suspiciously: "What’s wrong, Xiao Wen, is it not finished?"

Wen Quanxin shook his droopy head and replied weakly: "It’s not finished, the line got cut."

"Disconnected?" Old Lin still couldn’t grasp the situation, he thought to himself that the antenna outside the car had been damaged by wolves, and sighed heavily: "Forget it! Forget it! The antenna’s down, let’s think of another plan!"

Wen Quanxin didn’t bother explaining further because at that moment Li Guo sent a message in the group chat: "Sorry, the line got cut, I’ll resend it."

"Wait, Xiao Guo, why don’t you compress the video file first, then chop it into small segments and send them part by part." Tang Xiaoquan, who often made web pages, timely reminded.

Li Zhong read it and immediately agreed: "Xiao Guo, Old Xu’s right, sending it like this might get cut off again, and we don’t have time to waste, do us a favor and process the video file."

Li Guo acknowledged the message without wasting time, replied with an "OK, hold on," and began operating.

Checking through the internal system files, Li Guo luckily found the relevant compression and segmentation software.

After some swift operations, he lowered the resolution of the video and split the file into four parts.

Once numbered and sequenced, Li Guo re-enacted the process by dragging the processed files into the chat box.

This time, it took less than ten minutes for the four files to be transmitted.

"Phew," Wen Quanxin sighed with relief when he saw the completion percentage reach 100%,

"Old Lin, it’s OK now!" He turned and informed Old Lin in detail.

Old Lin was contemplating a clear action plan when Wen Quanxin’s words caught him off guard: "What do you mean OK now?"

Wen Quanxin snickered and shook the phone in his hand.

Old Lin saw this and uncertainly asked: "The video’s ready?"

Wen Quanxin gave a confirming nod.

Almost instinctively, Old Lin glanced at the car’s roof, wondering if Old Xu and the others had repaired the antenna.

Regardless, having surveillance videos at this moment was ultimately a good thing.

"Open it!" Old Lin instructed Wen Quanxin.

After lowering the phone’s volume to zero, Wen Quanxin located the icon labeled "surveillance1.mp4" created by Li Guo and clicked to play.

As the green screen appeared, the survivors leaned forward, curious about the outside situation, as this was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

Since there’s no sound, the survivors could only see quick-moving images in their eyes.

Yet, when Li Guo drove the car under an abandoned vehicle, speeding out and encountering the mutated wolves dodging swiftly, everyone drew a collective sharp breath.

No wonder, it’s like watching a silent horror movie. Without sound, you have no idea of your surroundings, so when a sudden thrilling scene appears, it’s 100% startling.

As the modified race car thrillingly avoided the danger, Wen Quanxin admired Li Guo’s driving skills.

At least in such a scene, if it were him, he’d definitely have a close encounter with the mutated wolves, ending up in a fatal overturn.

Perhaps warned by this, when similar scenes appeared later, the survivors seemed considerably calm.

But when the modified racecar self-destructed, perishing alongside the wolves, it still gave the survivors a big shock.

The video wasn’t long, only about ten minutes, and with no sound, the process was somewhat dull overall.

Wen Quanxin closed the video, and a new unread message appeared in the chat window.

He hurriedly clicked to view, it read: "Old Lin, have Wang Zhongyu and Luo Baocun study the video carefully, and try to avoid road hazards in tomorrow’s action."

Not delaying, Wen Quanxin truthfully conveyed Old Xu’s instructions to Old Lin.

Old Lin nodded, agreeing completely with Old Xu’s suggestions.

Especially with Wang Zhongyu, being tomorrow’s designated driver, these invaluable videos would surely provide him some help.

Then Old Lin waved to Lei Tong, handing the phone to him and telling his request.

Upon hearing, Lei Tong nodded obediently, then crouched to the front of the car, explaining the phone contents and Old Lin’s requests to Wang Zhongyu.

Wang Zhongyu opened the surveillance video, watched carefully several times, then lay back in the seat, mentally simulating driving scenes based on the video.

These are their professional race driver skills; before any major race, they always mentally visualize the track.

The aim is to familiarize themselves and probe possible issues, and following some simulated driving, Wang Zhongyu had outlined a general action plan in his mind. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation votes or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)