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Chapter 695 The Apocalypse (17)



Chapter 695 The Apocalypse (17)

Meanwhile, Yan Zhen was in the isolation room of the shelter.

The isolation room is used to isolate survivors in the shelter who have been accidentally infected with the zombie virus or are suspected of being infected. It is surrounded by copper and iron walls, with only one exit about half a person's height and a glass window for observing infected people.

There was a workbench in the room, on which lay the body of a small infant.

Yan Zhen, Lao Mao, Xiao Long, and several other team members, all looking exhausted and still wearing their combat uniforms, were looking at the baby's corpse.

“We were searching for supplies near Xindu Airport when we were attracted to the airport by the sound of explosions and fire. When we arrived, we found a plane that had made an emergency landing. Someone opened the plane door and escaped, but he was infected and mutated after only a few steps. We guessed that there were supplies on the plane. When it got dark, we quietly went over to take a look and saw the situation on the plane…” The team member paused and said, “It’s similar to ‘Train to Busan’.”

Yan Zhen frowned.

In just a few words, she could quickly visualize the plane crash.

An infected person or zombie infiltrated the plane and bit a passenger during the flight.

In the confined space of the plane, the news spread like wildfire, and the situation spiraled out of control. The captain was forced to make an emergency landing at a nearby airport, but it was too late.

“We cleared all the infected zombies from the plane, a total of 47 people. After preliminary investigation, the source of infection was a female zombie carrying a child.” The team member said, looking at the baby on the control panel. “When we found the female zombie, the child she was carrying was already dead. Judging from the degree of decomposition on the female zombie’s body, she had been infected and mutated for at least a month and a half, but the child was not infected. The child was human until the end.”

Lacking practical experience, Old Cat asked in bewilderment, "What do you mean? Why did you specifically bring this child's body back?"

Before the team members could speak, Yan Zhen put on gloves, examined the child's skin, muscles, and joints, and said, "The extreme cold weather may arrive earlier than expected."

The old cat was startled: "How did you figure that out?"

“This child froze to death.” Yan Zhen said after examining the body. “If I’m not mistaken, the female zombie was the child’s mother. She was carrying her still-living child when she was infected. After being infected, she lost her human consciousness and could no longer take care of the child, who froze to death. After the child died, the zombie mother carried him and froze in the icy environment for at least a month. The body only thawed when it arrived here by plane. That’s why the body is in a soft state, like thawed frozen meat, even though it has been dead for a long time.”

The old cat looked horrified.

After the zombie virus outbreak, there were no more cross-border flights in the world, so this plane could only have flown from somewhere in China to the south.

This suggests that a large-scale cold wave is currently affecting a certain region in China.

It's July now, the hottest time of the year.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, everyone in the isolation room wore a solemn expression.

Yan Zhen withdrew his hand, took off his gloves, and gave the order: "Give this child a proper burial and call a meeting of the management team."

Jing Chen waited and waited at home but Yan Zhen didn't come back for breakfast. He asked Xu Songfeng to inquire and learned that Yan Zhen was in a meeting, and the meeting was likely to last a long time. He could only serve Lin Yu some porridge and two vegetable pancakes first.

Yan Zhen's meeting lasted from a little after eight in the morning until evening, and her eyes were bloodshot when it ended.

Back at his residence, Jing Chen, who heard footsteps, immediately came out to greet him: "What happened?"

Yan Zhen wanted to explain the cold wave to him, but when she looked up and saw Lin Yu coming out of the room and standing in the living room looking at her, she swallowed the words she was about to say.

"I was discussing the installation of solar panels with Lao Mao and the others, but the solar panels take up a lot of space, and several managers in charge of different areas were unwilling to take them over to their own areas. We argued about it for a long time." Yan Zhen pinched his brow, looking quite troubled.

Jing Chen realized she was making excuses, but didn't call her out on it. Instead, she went along with her words: "You're the boss of the shelter. You decide where to put the items. If anyone disagrees, just kick them out."

Yan Zhen was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, the shelter isn't my personal fiefdom—can we eat now? I'm hungry."

"Go wash your hands, dinner will be served right away."

After dinner, Yan Zhen went into the armory alone and slowly wiped down the weapons he had collected and looted from various places over the years.

The shelter currently has limited supplies and lacks the resources to cope with extreme weather. If a cold wave hits, they will be left to die.

To have any chance of survival, they need to get in touch with the military.

However, conditions in the apocalypse are harsh, and the military has no surplus food, so naturally they are focused on preserving their manpower.

At least half of the more than 2,000 people in the shelter are elderly, infirm, or disabled, and the military will not agree to accept them.

This can be seen from Lin Yu's cautious attitude.

Yan Zhen understood Lin Yu's caution and wariness. If she were representing the military and considering the greater interests, she would not have agreed to help these elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people who would not benefit the military at all.

Yan Zhen was brainstorming when there was a knock on the door.

She turned around and came face to face with Jing Chen, who pushed the door open and came in.

Jing Chen slipped inside, closed the door, walked up to her, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Yan Zhen didn't hide anything and told him that the cold wave might come earlier than expected.

They had originally predicted that the cold wave would reach the south in late October to early November, but now it seems that the cold wave will cover their area for at least one month and at most two months.

There is not much time left for them.

“Once the cold wave hits, the shelter won’t be able to protect itself. I suggest you leave before then,” Yan Zhen said earnestly. “Survival is the most important thing. No one will blame you.”

Jing Chen laughed after hearing this: "Thank you for thinking of me, but even if I die, I will die with you."

Yan Zhen: "..."

Her face darkened: "I'm not joking with you."

"I wasn't joking with you." Jing Chen pushed her aside and put the guns on the table back on the wall one by one. "What was discussed in the meeting today? What are everyone's strategies?"

Yan Zhen told the truth—there are air-raid shelters built during the war years below the shelter. Although they have been abandoned for many years and many parts have collapsed, they can still be used after some repairs.

The shelter will assign a group of people to quickly repair the air-raid shelters. When the cold wave comes, everyone will move into the air-raid shelters, which should be enough to hold out for a while.

"Starting tomorrow, the entire base will have to get busy repairing air-raid shelters, stockpiling supplies, and setting up photovoltaic panels to store electricity as soon as possible."

After listening, Jing Chen shook his head: "It's just a drop in the ocean."

When a cold wave hits, air-raid shelters and the limited electricity stored up are not enough to keep out the cold.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate," Yan Zhen said.

Jing Chen thought for a moment, then turned to Yan Zhen and said, "I have a plan. Do you want to try it? If it succeeds, at the very least we can get a batch of winter supplies from the military, and at most we can use it as a condition to get the military to take in some of the survivors from the shelter."


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