Third Uncle made a gesture with one hand to signal going back.

What else can we do from here? Of course, bring these zombies back to the military district.

The mighty zombie tide followed behind Third Uncle's vehicle at a leisurely pace.

Through the drone, although Li Yu had already seen this scene, he was still shocked.

Third Uncle was playing the bugle and soon arrived at the entrance of the military district.

The flag fluttering in the wind made Old Qin feel a bit dazed.

When the vehicle reached the entrance, Third Uncle jumped down from the car, holding the bugle in one hand, and pointed in the direction they had just come from.

Old Qin immediately understood Third Uncle's intention; it meant for him to go first.

So he stepped on the gas and drove towards Li Yu and their direction.

Third Uncle, playing the bugle, looked at the large gate and the walls in front of him, hesitated a bit, and then walked into the military district.

On the other side.

Seeing this scene, everyone was anxious, and Li Yu worriedly said, "There are so many zombies, if they get inside and he gets surrounded, it'll be really troublesome."

So he hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie and said to Third Uncle, "Third Uncle, don't act impulsively. If you get surrounded by zombies inside, how will you get out?"

Third Uncle heard the voice on the walkie-talkie but couldn't respond conveniently. Looking at the loudspeaker in the sky, he signaled that it was okay.

Third Uncle took a few steps back, attached the bugle to himself, then deftly climbed up the wall beside the gate, reaching the position above the gate.

During this time, the charge bugle had not been sounded. The zombies in front seemed to have lost their target, causing some commotion.

But it wasn't long before the melodious sound of the bugle emerged again, and they all started moving inside the military district.

Li Yu watched these zombies enter the military district. Third Uncle stood steadily on the concrete-covered gate cornice and slowly walked along the wall toward the heart of the military district and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Turns out Third Uncle had it all planned out.

Guided by Third Uncle's bugle call, all these uniformed zombies entered the depths of the military district.

Seeing these zombies finally move deep into the military district, Third Uncle put down the bugle.

His mouth was parched, and his throat and tongue were painfully sore.

Playing the bugle for more than an hour straight was exhausting.

After the bugle stopped, the zombies fell into a commotion, but they soon saw Third Uncle on the wall, all roaring, wanting to tear him apart.

Seeing this, Third Uncle sighed softly.

Then he leaped off the wall, adjusting his posture to avoid injuring his ankle upon landing.

Seeing this through the drone, Li Yu finally felt relieved.

However, after Third Uncle jumped down from the wall, he didn't head straight towards them but walked back in the direction of the big gate.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance.

Standing outside the gate, Third Uncle looked at the zombies inside, then lifted his head and solemnly saluted the flag at the entrance.

Seeing this, Old Bi and the others seemed to be inspired and saluted in that direction one after another.

After a long while, Third Uncle finally lowered his hand.

Mumbling something to himself, he turned and left.

After walking a few hundred meters, Old Qin drove up.

"Captain, hop in," Old Qin shouted to Third Uncle, then stopped the car.

Third Uncle opened the car door and got in. His first words to Old Qin were, "I'm so thirsty."

His voice sounded very hoarse and low.

With wind instruments like these, especially when played, it really dries out your mouth and cheeks.

Whether it's a bugle or a saxophone-type instrument, they all have a tube to be emptied of saliva from time to time.

Playing continuously for more than an hour without stopping was a great challenge for Third Uncle.

At this moment, it felt like his throat was about to catch fire, dried to such an extent that the burning sensation was inevitable.

Find water!

Then he found his water bottle in the car, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down several big mouthfuls.

The cool water slid down his throat, alleviating that burning sensation.

Third Uncle felt his throat was much better now. He was drenched in sweat, and it was midday, with the sun blazing and temperatures over forty degrees.

So he closed the window and then turned on the car's air conditioning.

A gentle cool breeze blew from the vent. Third Uncle reclined the front passenger seat a bit, then reached into the glove compartment and took out a pack of cigarettes.

These cigarettes were already two to three years old. He had scavenged them from the Motorcycle Gang, and they were somewhat damp, with a somewhat diminished taste.

Comparatively, the ones in the Big Camphor Tree Base's warehouse were better, whether for storage in a vacuum or completely sealed…

Various preservation methods were used for different items to extend their shelf life.

Before Third Uncle finished his cigarette, Old Qin had taken Third Uncle to a spot about two kilometers from the military district.

The weather was stuffy, and everyone was waiting around here.

Seeing Third Uncle and Old Qin return, it was like watching heroes come back.

Everyone watched Third Uncle get out of the car and gave him a salute of attention.

Third Uncle, being stared at by them, didn't feel much about it. He walked straight up to Li Yu and said, "How's it going? Did you find everything?"

Li Yu nodded vigorously, smiling as he said, "Beyond our expectations, we not only found the military radio but also a usable helicopter, and moreover, some firearms and ammunition were found too."