Rotting Land: Survive

"Hehe, Derek, slow down when you eat, don’t choke. Have some water, don’t worry, there’s plenty of food!" Watching Derek wolf down his meal, Old Lin could imagine the situation at the school.

Joking aside, even someone like Old Xu, known as the Soldier King, would say "I’m hungry." You can imagine just how dire the situation must be inside the school.

"By the way, Old Lin, how did things go for you last night? No problems, I hope?"

This was Old Xu’s second concern. Leaving the reinforcement team behind was truly a last resort.

Due to the unclear situation inside the school and not fully trusting Derek’s intentions, during the survivor team’s meeting, everyone unanimously decided to stay outside. Despite Old Xu’s vehement opposition, Tang Xiaoquan’s "eloquence" eventually made Old Xu compromise and agree with the group’s decision.

But everyone knows that spending the night outside during the apocalypse is extremely dangerous. No matter what equipment you have, if you’re careless and get surrounded by zombies, it could be a matter of life and death.

This point was proven the night the survivor team moved to the second shelter. Because everyone was snoring while sleeping, they were attacked by mutant wolves. If it weren’t for the miraculous inventions of the "China" brothers and Wang Zhongyu’s outstanding driving skills, there wouldn’t be any rescue operation happening now.

Old Lin understood his old friend’s concern and grinned, saying, "Apart from this reclined seat being a bit uncomfortable, everything else was fine. Speaking of which, I’ll have to ask Luo Baocun to install a more comfortable seat in the vehicle this time, hehe."

With a light-hearted tone, Old Xu nodded. He certainly knew that the reality wasn’t as simple as Old Lin made it seem. You could tell from their red and black eye circles that they must have spent a night in terror.

But never mind, no matter what, everyone made it through the day safely.

Tang Xiaoquan, seeing that the small talk had gone on long enough, steered the conversation back on track: "Old Xu, with your two round trips, approximately how much time is needed to enter the school from the passage?"

"40 minutes to an hour."

Nodding, Tang Xiaoquan hadn’t expected the process to be so complicated.

"Mainly because zombies might be in the well shaft, which slows down the progress."

Nodding again, after hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan was relieved: "It’s better to go slower and prioritize safety. So... what’s the situation over there? How many students are left?"

Mentioning this point, Old Xu’s expression dimmed again. He sighed lightly, "It’s hard to determine the exact number, but looking at the situation there, there shouldn’t be many left."

"What about the Japanese students? How are their weapons, combat experience, and school defenses?"

"Didn’t see any weapons, combat experience... there are some judo students. As for defense, hehe, it’s non-existent."

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan felt slightly relieved. He had no doubt about Old Xu’s judgment, and from the disdain in Old Xu’s words earlier, he knew that dealing with those Japanese students shouldn’t be too much of a problem.

Indeed, before Tang Xiaoquan could continue, Old Xu requested a piece of paper and started to draw a layout of the school.

This was an essential skill for special operations commanders. As Old Xu drew, a blueprint of the building gradually emerged on the paper.

Watching the diagram being labeled clearly in no time, Derek, busy replenishing his energy, widened his eyes in surprise. Clearly, Old Xu’s actions shocked him.

How did this man do it? Derek considered that even after being at the school for so long, he might not be able to draw such a detailed plan as Old Xu, who only spent a day there...

"This is where the students are located, and also the area occupied by those ’Japanese scums.’ The floors are on the south side of the school building, 10 floors in total, with 20 rooms. The entrance has a glass door, followed by an iron door. This room is guarded. Their accommodation is irregular, but these three points are where they store supplies, detain students, and where the girls gather. Derek’s room is here. The focus is on this classroom..."

Speaking, Old Xu drew a heavy circle on the paper and then said in a deep voice, "The leader of those scums is called Watanabe, and this classroom is his. He stays alone, and his location has never changed."

Old Xu’s emphasis on the character needed no explanation. Hua Biao and Li Xiaoxin both understood.

They now only cared about one thing: "Company Commander, when do you plan to take action?"

Through Old Xu’s simple explanation, Hua and Li didn’t see any difficulty in this operation.

Compared to the assassination and capture missions they carried out before, this was child’s play.

If there’s anything to be cautious about, it’s the bloodthirsty zombies roaming the streets, campuses, and school buildings that are almost everywhere.

Old Xu thought for a moment and then slapped the paper with his big hand: "Tonight, if everything goes smoothly, we’ll act tonight!!"

Last night’s observation left Old Xu unable to tolerate the atrocious behavior of the Japanese students any longer. To quickly free the students from their misery, Old Xu decided to implement a surprise attack on the school as quickly as possible.

Tang Xiaoquan stared blankly at the paper. He wasn’t worried about the rescue operation itself. To be honest, if Old Xu and the group couldn’t handle those kids, it would be, as Old Xu himself said, a disgrace to the name "Sharp Blade Company."

It’s just that...

"Xiao Tang, what are you thinking? Is there anything you’re concerned about? Speak up; let’s discuss it together." Seeing Tang Xiaoquan lost in thought, Old Xu knew the young man must have found something.

Tang Xiaoquan slowly raised his head, scanned the brothers inside the vehicle, touched his nose, and after some consideration, hesitated a bit before saying: "There’s no problem with the operation tonight, but Old Xu, have you thought about how to handle those students?"

"Of course, kill them! Those bastards have done so many despicable things, you guys don’t plan on leaving them behind, do you!!" Derek suddenly interrupted.

Even Tang Xiaoquan didn’t expect Derek to be so agitated. Stunned, he quickly explained: "Little Derek, don’t misunderstand. Those Japanese bastards will naturally get what they deserve. I’m not talking about them; I’m asking about the Huaxia students who survived."

After saying that, Tang Xiaoquan once again turned his gaze to Old Xu: "What are you planning to do, Old Xu?"

Tang Xiaoquan’s question undoubtedly stumped Xu Renjie. He had been solely focused on how to rescue the students without ever considering how to settle them afterward.

And this is a question that cannot be ignored, a problem Old Xu is about to face and cannot avoid.

What should be done? What should be done?

"They’re all Huaxia people, of course, they should be saved!" Derek chimed in again, looking every bit like a team member himself.

But no one responded to Derek’s comment. Old Xu remained deep in thought, unable to break free. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)