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Chapter 86 Demonstrating Combat Power
Hearing the reply, Lu Chen nodded. "Let's go then! I bet the survivors in Emerald Bamboo Garden are getting impatient."
As he spoke, he led the group toward the Green Bamboo Garden across the street.
At the same time, he used his superpower to possess the body of the large, strong zombie guarding the entrance to Building 3.
Gao Yuan stood next to the entrance of the building, next to a temporary whiteboard on which several key tasks for this morning were written in marker.
He saw the large, muscular zombie in front of him suddenly move, then raise its right hand and make an OK sign at him.
Gao Yuan immediately understood, knowing that the streets outside were safe, and immediately turned around and strode into the lobby.
At this moment, there were over a hundred people standing in the lobby on the first floor. They were divided into 10 teams according to the tasks arranged by Gao Yuan in advance. Each team had a team leader standing in front of them, holding a task sheet handwritten by Gao Yuan.
Some people were checking gloves, some were helping each other tighten the straps of their masks, and others were holding brooms, mops, wrenches, and screwdrivers.
Gao Yuan walked to the front of the group and gave the order in a strong voice.
"Attention, all attendees. Team leaders, the area around the residential compound has been confirmed safe. All field missions are now commenced."
「物资收集组，1组到4组，按计划前往2栋、4栋、5栋、6栋，逐层逐户收集物资。」
"Priorities are as follows: First, edible meats and refrigerated or frozen foods; second, medicines and medical supplies; third, daily consumables such as batteries, lighters, and candles."
"All collected supplies will be sent to the warehouse on the first floor of Building 2 and handed over to the warehouse manager for registration and storage."
"The shielding teams, groups 5 and 6, carried the removed curtains and binding wire to carry out shielding work along the perimeter fence of the community to ensure that people inside the community cannot be seen from the outside."
"Cleaning teams, 7 to 10 groups, are responsible for cleaning the public areas of each building and moving the zombie corpses. All corpses will be dragged to the square and piled up together."
"Each group should keep their walkie-talkies open and report any unusual situations immediately."
"Let's go!"
At Gao Yuan's command, hundreds of people filed out.
The material collection team members pushed handcarts and folding flatbed carts as they jogged towards each apartment building.
The shielding team members, in pairs, carried bundles of curtains and wire toward the wall.
The cleaning team followed behind, carrying brooms and mops.
The footsteps were quick and orderly, and brief coordination conversations between team leaders could be heard from time to time over the walkie-talkies.
At this moment, the entire community is mobilized at full capacity.
……
Lu Chen and his group had already arrived at the main gate of Cuizhu Garden.
The main gate of Cuizhu Garden consists of two double wrought iron gates, one of which is half-open, probably because no one has closed it since the outbreak of the apocalypse.
Looking through the gate, the interior of the community is clearly visible. Eight apartment buildings stand quietly, the green belt below is overgrown with weeds, and broken glass and backpacks left behind by someone fleeing are scattered on the cobblestone path.
There are probably no fewer than 40 zombies wandering around. Some are circling aimlessly in the small garden, some are squatting motionless at the entrance of the building, and some are crowding at the entrance of the convenience store, banging against the glass door again and again.
But for him, this was nothing at all.
Lu Chen took the megaphone from a field team member, turned the volume knob to the maximum, held it to his mouth, and pressed the call button.
"We are the rescue team from the official Wan Shun City outpost, and the rescue operation is about to begin."
"Residents who need rescue, please immediately hang red cloth on your windows as a sign and pack your personal belongings."
"To reiterate, residents who need rescue, please hang red cloths on your windows and pack your personal belongings, and wait for us to assist you floor by floor."
After he finished speaking, he pressed the replay button and hung the megaphone on the iron gate. The megaphone began to play his words on a loop, the volume echoing repeatedly in the quiet neighborhood.
After the apocalypse, the city was extremely quiet. No one dared to make a sound, and people even walked on tiptoe.
The loudspeaker was turned up to its maximum volume, and the sound traveled directly to every building, every corridor, and every closed window in the entire Cuizhu Garden.
Almost simultaneously, all the zombies wandering in the small garden turned their heads, their gray-white eyes locking onto the direction of the gate.
When they saw a group of living people standing at the door, they burst into excited roars and turned to rush towards the gate.
Of course, it wasn't just these zombies who heard Lu Chen's shout.
The survivors, who were hiding in their rooms with the curtains drawn and barely daring to breathe, also heard it.
Almost everyone wore expressions of surprise and astonishment.
Yesterday, a drone did come to make a message, and the liaison officer informed them in an official tone that there was a base here.
But does that mean it's just a temporary base set up by people with superpowers?
Even if this superhuman received military assistance and had several guns, he shouldn't be so brazenly shouting through a megaphone at the gate!
Everyone knew that there were many zombies roaming downstairs. If so many zombies launched a swarm attack, even a professional rescue team might suffer casualties if they were not careful.
Regardless of what these people were thinking, they all rushed to the window immediately and carefully pulled back a corner of the curtain to look down.
They spotted the rescue team at the entrance of the residential compound immediately.
In their imagination, this so-called rescue team was at most just the superhuman with a few helpers sneaking in and quietly knocking on doors from house to house.
But what appeared before them was a huge group of 38 people, who lined up in two columns in the morning light and stepped into the community gate in perfect unison.
Especially the twenty or so people at the front of the group, even though they were wearing combat uniforms, you could tell they were exceptionally strong.
The leader was over 2 meters tall, holding a heavy-duty saber that was nearly 1.4 meters long, and his face was completely covered by a fully enclosed combat helmet.
The men behind him were all broad-shouldered and thick-backed; some held armor-piercing hammers, some carried double-edged axes, and some held machetes. Each of their armor still had the metallic sheen of brand-new equipment.
Their aura was calm and cold, even more chilling than the roaring zombies that pounced at you.
Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget.
……
Under Lu Chen's command, the elite zombies took the lead and walked at the very front of the group.
Facing the three zombies charging at the front, it swept its heavy saber horizontally, the blade drawing a semi-circular arc of cold light in the morning light.
The bodies of the three zombies were simultaneously severed at the waist, their upper and lower bodies sliding apart, leaving dark red blood and grayish-white organs splattered all over the ground.
One move, and three zombies were killed!
Behind it, eight Iron Pillar-level zombies pressed forward.
The person wielding the double-edged axe swung it straight down, the blade piercing through the top of the zombie's head and splitting it in two.
The hammer, wielding its piercing mace, struck with a dull thud as the hammerhead fell, shattering the zombie's head like a watermelon struck by a hammer.
Even the most ordinary, strong-level zombies under Lu Chen's command, wielding military-grade machetes made of alloy, could cut through these ordinary zombies as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
Seventeen large, strong zombies stood in a row, their machetes rising and falling, one after another, their heads and bodies falling down like harvested crops.