Hoang city, a certain residential building rooftop.
Several fully armed survivors continuously cleared "stacking Arhat" zombies. Below their rooftop, many zombies gathered. This group of zombies didn't run around randomly, but leaned against each other, continuously crowding, stacking up, trying to climb to the rooftop.
"Hung Ung, how much ammo left?" a fully armed woman asked.
"Four magazines." The man called Hung Ung, face resolute. Towards the current situation, not flustered in the slightest, leisurely aimed and shot at the weak points of the continuously stacking Arhat zombies, making the just-stacked Arhats collapse with a rumble.
"I still have three."
"I still have two."
They were lucky surviving soldiers. Left the scene when the military unit was breached. Had been using radio to contact lucky surviving bases all along. So long until now, always unsuccessful.
Just when they didn't know what to do, a place called Long Cung Base survivors contacted them. Long Cung Base was very mysterious. With their peacetime identities, never heard of it. But also knew the country had many secret bases. Regarding this, they believed the opponent's statement.
Long Cung Base's instruction to him was to go to Hoang city to rescue a professor. No matter what, must send him to Long Cung Base. As soldiers, obeying orders is an bounden duty.
They didn't delay, headed straight towards Hoang city.
They didn't know how important the person to be rescued was. For them, these weren't important matters. They only knew rescuing the person was enough.
Inside the rooftop structure, a white-haired old man observed the zombie situation below.
Expression extremely grave.
His name was Ha Duc Nhan. Young people might not know who he was. But those who knew, hearing the name, would absolutely be shocked speechless. This was the country's most formidable scientist, moreover not an ordinary scientist, but proficient in all kinds, all belonging to Grandmaster level. Many disciples under him. Basically, disciples coming out from his place were all top-tier existences in the country.
Ha Duc Nhan had stayed here since the apocalypse, observing, collecting data since zombies appeared.
The only regret was, he couldn't obtain zombie samples. If could obtain samples, then could conduct in-depth research.
Rat-tat-tat!
Gunshots continuously attracted zombies.
Now it was a vicious cycle.
If they didn't shoot, zombies would continue stacking Arhats until climbing to the rooftop. But if shooting, would again attract surrounding zombies, leading to more and more numbers.
And the ammunition in their hands wasn't much left.
Truly didn't know how long could hold out.
If must say the only thing worth celebrating was, zombies below only stacked Arhats in one spot. If really climbing from all directions, with their firepower, fundamentally couldn't hold.
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"Anyone here?"
Lam Pham walked on the street, asking as he went.
Besides zombies.
Who else could possibly answer him?
This situation he knew. Gradually, he heard gunshots. The sound came from afar. Thought of that group of armed thugs before, relying on weapons to act recklessly. Regarding this situation, he truly couldn't stand it.
Now heard gunshots again.
He thought about going to take a look.
Pricked up his ears, listened carefully. First found the direction, headed over there.
Not long after.
Gunshots very clear.
"This group of zombies... Bro Hang was right. Zombies really do stack Arhats." Lam Pham looked at the scene not far away. Zombies crowded each other, climbing upwards.
He looked up towards the rooftop. People there, holding guns, spraying at zombies. Looking closely, felt their luck was very good; no evolved-form zombies appeared. If encountered Strength-type zombies, should be very terrible.
Don't just look at zombies being irrational, without intelligence.
But their instincts exist. For Strength-type zombies, although we can't climb up, but under the instinct of gnawing, casually picking up zombies and throwing them onto the rooftop, seems very reasonable.
"Although they are fully armed, but also survivors. As an ordinary citizen of Hoang city, I cannot sit idly by."
He was very dissatisfied with the current zombie behavior.
Truly too ferocious, often pushing survivors to a dead end. Even if survivors have weapons in hand, still forced like this. Enough to prove, zombies truly very terrifying.
"Hey! You group of zombies! Can you not be like this? A perfectly good city ruined by you until chickens fly and dogs jump! Don't you have half a bit of remorse?" Lam Pham shouted.
Those firing, as ammunition dwindled, thinking what to do next, survivors, hearing such a voice, couldn't help but be surprised.
They looked following the sound, unexpectedly found a figure standing there.
"Who is that?"
Professor Ha and his protectors looked surprised.
Zombies stacking Arhats were also attracted by such sound, simultaneously looked towards Lam Pham. Seeing delicious flesh and blood appear before them, the irrational zombies understood it was readily available; how could they let go?
"Ugh ugh... Roar."
Zombies rushed towards Lam Pham.
Lam Pham drew his sword, fearlessly charged into the zombies.
Survivors on the rooftop, as if already knowing the result. Towards this survivor, they truly didn't understand. Zombies had appeared for a long time; surely knew zombie terror.
How still dare to face zombies head-on?
"How is that possible?"
But just then, their thoughts were instantly overturned. Witnessed the zombies charging at the front being slaughtered. That survivor's movements like flowing water and moving clouds, the sword in his hand glinting with silver light. As the brilliance flashed, zombies were slain.
"This... This!"
Professor Ha stared wide-eyed.
In his observation, humans, compared to zombies, belonged to the weaker group. Occupying an advantage, could kill zombies. But to fight zombies head-on, moreover so many, fundamentally no possibility of any hope.
But this scene before him thoroughly overturned his observation theories.
Lam Pham, while chopping, said, "Don't be afraid, I'm very fast."
Slaughtered all the way, cleared the surrounding zombies completely, then went behind the building, started slaughtering from the stairwell. Not many zombies in the stairs, also just a few.
Arrived at the rooftop iron door.
Lam Pham flicked the sticky substance off Frostmourne.
Knocked lightly on the iron door.
"Hello, my name is Lam Pham, not a bad person. Please open the door."
He was afraid this group of survivors was nervous.
Creak.
The door opened.
Five survivors in total, one among them an old gentleman.
Lam Pham observed them, thinking about their situation. Felt these four fully armed survivors, their spirit and energy very similar to Co Hang's; that was a soldier's temperament, moreover with an added killing aura compared to Co Hang.
And that old gentleman, temperament somewhat similar to Old man Chu. In Old man Chu's words, this kind of temperament is a research temperament, specialized in researching things, rarely caring about external matters, somewhat detached from the outside.
The five survivors similarly observed Lam Pham.
Their observation was a kind of horrified observation, a kind of facing as if seeing a ghost. The behavior just now was absolutely not human behavior.
"Hello," Lam Pham said with a smile.
"Hello."
The five survivors similarly spoke.
They didn't know Lam Pham's origin, even less knew his situation. Felt extremely mysterious.
Lam Pham said, "You are soldiers, right? I see your temperament is very similar, same as that one I know."
Hung Ung said, "Yes, we are soldiers, received orders to come here to receive Professor Ha. Excuse me, you are..."
Lam Pham said, "My name is Lam Pham, live in Duong Quang Apartments, am the security guard over there. Was patrolling the street, heard gunshots, deliberately came to see. Didn't expect to see you harmed by zombies. These zombies are truly very hateful, caused too great an impact on Hoang city. I am currently cleaning up, hope one day can clean it completely."
At this time.
Professor Ha grasped Lam Pham's shoulder, "Young man, can you tell me, how did you become so formidable? Have you come into contact with anything, or anything else relatively strange?"
Lam Pham smiled, "Professor Ha, hello. I also think this Frostmourne helped me."
Professor Ha saw Frostmourne on Lam Pham's back. Old, didn't know what sword this was. Exclaimed in admiration, "Special design, exudes a special aura. This kind of weapon, could it be..."
Hung Ung couldn't help but lean close to Professor Ha's ear, whispering softly, "This is the weapon Frostmourne from the game, not anything ancient or strange." Before he became a soldier, he was also an internet-addicted youth, played quite a few games.
Professor Ha was surprised.
Game?
Lam Pham asked, "Are you planning to take this Professor Ha somewhere?"
His impression of soldiers was very good. Thinking of those disaster movies he watched, often soldiers received orders, searched for professional professors and experts, took them to secret bases, conducted disaster cracking.
Every time seeing this, he felt extreme admiration.
Many plots were also for the safety of professors and experts; soldiers coming to rescue would righteously sacrifice their own lives, precisely to protect the other party.
Hung Ung said, "We want to take Professor Ha away from Hoang city, to the base, research the zombie situation, hope to end this disaster soon. Brother, are you willing to go with us? If have your assistance, I think our chances of defeating this disaster will be even greater."
Lam Pham said, "Sorry, I still have a place to protect, can only apologize. I'll escort you downstairs; zombies below have all been resolved."
Hung Ung was somewhat regretful.
Downstairs.
"This is your vehicle?" Lam Pham looked at the vehicle before him; clearly a military transport truck. This type of vehicle's safety wasn't high. According to their explanation, this journey was surely remote. If encountering some special type zombies, definitely would be very troublesome.
Hung Ung said regretfully, "No choice, too rushed, can only drive this vehicle."
Lam Pham thought, "Come with me to Duong Quang Apartments first."
He got into the vehicle, pointed the way. Hung Ung and the others looked at the corpses littering the ground, the shock in their hearts immense. Such a scene, could it be the work of one person?
Duong Quang Apartments.
He got out of the vehicle, saw so many survivors living in this community, momentarily somewhat dazed.
Clearly didn't expect.
A city destroyed by zombies, yet still such a paradise.
Co Hang saw them; first thing also felt they, like him, were soldiers.
Professor Ha said, "Old Chu! You're not dead yet!"
Old man Chu had no kind words, "Even if you die, I still won't die!"
Lam Pham said in surprise, "Old Sir, you and Professor Ha know each other?"
Old man Chu said, "Both live in Hoang city, how could not know?"
"This is an armored vehicle. I think if you drive such a vehicle to the base, should be extremely safe, at least much safer than that transport truck." Lam Pham led them back precisely for this reason. Although couldn't accompany them to leave, but knew what they needed to do was to fight the apocalypse, fight zombies. Therefore, wanted to make some contribution.
The armored vehicle left here was always kept.
Usually just like scrap iron, displayed in the community area.
Hung Ung and the others looked at the armored vehicle, couldn't help but show joy on their faces. If had an armored vehicle, then safety naturally needless to say much.
"Vuong Khai, prepare some food and water for them for the road," Lam Pham said.
"Okay, Bro!" Vuong Khai hurriedly went to prepare.
Professor Ha and Old man Chu chatted. Being able to meet in the apocalypse, the two old gentlemen sighed with emotion. For Professor Ha, the danger level of the apocalypse was truly too high. The reason he could survive was that he lived alone, usually liked reading books and researching, so prepared much food at home.
On the first day, he was still full of hope.
On the second day, he knew things were very bad.
If could suppress zombies, the second day was the limit. However, no change whatsoever; instead, the apocalypse became more and more serious. Enough to prove, this apocalypse was terrifying, an unimaginable disaster.
Old man Chu asked, "Which base are you going to?"
Professor Ha didn't hide it, "Long Cung Base. Used to be for preparing against war, established, equipment complete. Now apocalypse arrived, that place has been converted into a zombie research facility."
Old man Chu knew these things. With his former rank, naturally heard of it. "How many bases still exist?"
Early stage, turning into zombies was random.
Even hiding in a base was the same; those who should turn, all will turn.
Professor Ha said, "Don't know. The one that contacted me was also Long Cung Base. As for which other bases can operate normally, I didn't ask, they also didn't say. Now being able to survive, I am more and more confident in eliminating zombies by mutual attrition."
Old man Chu patted Professor Ha's shoulder, hoped he could succeed. But he knew there were evolved species among zombies, not as simple as imagined. He could know, the opponent naturally also could know.
Didn't want to say much.
Hope is very rare; confidence even rarer.
Everything prepared sufficiently.
Hung Ung and the others were also anxious to take Professor Ha away, return to the base at the fastest speed.
So didn't stay here long.
When leaving, Hung Ung patted Lam Pham's shoulder, "Brother! Your strength, I've seen with my own eyes, truly very strong! Hope you can protect this place well, await our good news! Not long, definitely can defeat zombies, defeat the apocalypse!"
"Okay! I'll wait for you all! Protect Professor Ha well! He is the remaining hope of humanity!" Lam Pham said.
He knew Professor Ha was very important, otherwise wouldn't be valued so much.
Opened the door.
The armored vehicle slowly drove outside.
Watching the departing armored vehicle, Lam Pham's face showed a joyful smile. He felt the radiance of hope becoming more and more abundant. Not just Duong Quang Apartments has hope; other places similarly have hope.
Vuong Khai said, "Bro Lam, do you feel they have hope? I feel that Professor Ha seems very formidable."
Lam Pham smiled, "Yes. As long as one has confidence, has hope, then surely can realize."
"Well said!" Vuong Khai nodded. He now was Lam Pham's loyal fan. Thought no more of other things; whatever Bro Lam said, that was it.
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Prison.
Ha Minh Hien returned, let people transport supplies. He went to a corner, smoked. Depressed mood made him only able to use smoke to alleviate.
Suddenly.
The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.
Stared wide-eyed, disbelievingly looking.
A burly man dragged a disheveled-haired woman. Looking closely, it was Mieu Yen. Still alive, just face bruised, as if received some kind of violent treatment.
Ha Minh Hien picked up the cigarette from the ground, struck a lighter, hand trembling, always couldn't light it.
None of my business, none of my business.
Told himself in his heart, but still couldn't help but look over there. Unexpectedly met Mieu Yen's gaze. Weak Mieu Yen moved her lips towards him.
As if saying... Please take care of my younger brother. Thank you.
Ha Minh Hien lowered his head, looked at the ground, thought about lighting the cigarette. But his mind always thought of Mieu Yen's eyes, also the scene when he first arrived at the prison.
F**... I, Ha Minh Hien, clearly suffered so much, yet it's still the f**ing apocalypse! How could I have such thoughts?!
Do it!
Ha Minh Hien put the cigarette from his mouth into his pocket. When looking up, face full of smiles, trotted over there.
"Bro Long..." (Long ca -> Bro Long)
His smile extremely brilliant, extremely humble, extremely fawning.
"What matter?" The burly man called Bro Long looked at Ha Minh Hien, clearly disdainful.
Ha Minh Hien said, "What did this stinky woman do?"
"Boss Dung said bury her."
Ha Minh Hien smiled, "Damn it! Stinky woman! Dares even to offend Boss Dung! This kind of work, leave it to me! How can let Bro Long do this kind of hard labor? Come, Bro Long, have a smoke."
Bro Long looked at Ha Minh Hien, then at the cigarette, couldn't help but laugh, "You damn fatty, don't have ill intentions. Boss Dung said bury, then must bury. If you think of secretly dragging her behind to enjoy, if discovered, you'll be unlucky. I'll go smoke up there, watch you bury. Don't play any tricks."
Hearing these words.
Ha Minh Hien stood ramrod straight, as if a soldier obeying orders, "Bro Long, rest assured! Guarantee will do it well!"
Bro Long patted Ha Minh Hien's shoulder.
"Go on."