Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1101 - 705: Rescuing Lives, Third Uncle Returns to the Base

All along the way, Xu Chengcai had also observed the general situation of this team of only about twenty people.

The leader, Dongfeng, from his posture and movements, Xu Chengcai could infer that this person must have been a soldier before Doomsday.

The way he stood and walked was too obvious.

Usually, only those who have been in the military for over five years display such characteristics.

Moreover, these past few days, Xu Chengcai and Xiao Yong had been following along and saw that the atmosphere in this team was indeed quite good.

Unlike the coldness they had encountered before, on the contrary, they supported each other, taking great care of the children and the elderly.

It was precisely because of this that Xu Chengcai felt somewhat hesitant.

Based on his experience, he could completely infer that if the person with the severed hand did not have the wound disinfected, there was a great chance they would die.

The Erguotou in his backpack, while not alcohol, was not too far off.

However, once he decided to reveal himself, he and Xiao Yong would be exposed.

People can be deceiving; what if these individuals…

"Dad, will that person die?" Xiao Yong asked beside him.

Xu Chengcai hesitated for a moment before speaking, "It's very likely, but if there is alcohol for disinfection and the wound is treated, there is still a chance to survive."

Suddenly, Xiao Yong said, "Can we save him? I saw that big-bearded man was quite nice; I saw him give food to those kids the day before yesterday."

Xu Chengcai: "..."

He didn't know what to do, but he was determined not to expose himself.

He hesitated in the dark for a long time, and now they were halfway up the mountain when he suddenly saw two houses at the foot of the mountain.

From their elevated position, they were able to see them.

Where Dongfeng and his group were located was in a low-lying valley, so they likely couldn't see those houses down the mountain.

A spark flickered in his eyes, then he grabbed Xiao Yong's hand and quietly walked to the side.

"Dad, are we not following them anymore? Where are we going?" Xiao Yong asked in a low voice.

"Doing a good deed," Xu Chengcai said with a smile.

Xu Chengcai's physical strength was astonishing; he carried everything on his back and still moved quickly, with Xiao Yong clinging tightly to his hand and following closely.

At this time, it was five in the evening.

In the mountain forest, darkness fell quickly. The twilight was heavy, and the denser groves were already a bit dark.

Xu Chengcai and Xiao Yong soon arrived outside those houses at the foot of the mountain, and Xu Chengcai immediately placed a bottle of Erguotou, which he had just taken from his backpack, on the ground.

Then he rolled it in some wet mud he had dug from the ground, and sprinkled a handful of dust around the bottle.

Finally, he placed this bottle of Erguotou under the steps of a house.

It wasn't very conspicuous, but if one walked up from this side, it would be easily stepped on.

After doing all this, he hurriedly took Xiao Yong and ran into the forest.

He didn't want to be discovered by those people.

.....

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the forest, Dongfeng and the others looked at the pale-faced Dajie, at a loss.

Uncle Wan, seeing the sky gradually darkening, said to Dongfeng, "Boss Dongfeng, it's getting dark soon. We should quickly find a place to camp, or it will be quite dangerous otherwise."

Dongfeng stood up and looked around.

Night was falling, and the scenery was beautiful yet filled with a sense of despair.

In the forest, night was gradually descending, and the twilight in the sky was slowly dissipating, making it hard to discern the surrounding scenery. The silhouettes of trees were vaguely visible, and the distant mountains were shrouded in a thin layer of dusk.

The last glow of the setting sun trickled through the gaps between the leaves, scattering gentle orange light like ribbons in the air. These soft rays illuminated patches of leaves and grass in the forest, creating a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere.

As the sky darkened, the scenery gradually blurred. Distant peaks and trees merged into one, forming a hazy background. Fine details gradually disappeared, leaving only a dim halo wrapping the forest in a mysterious and fuzzy atmosphere.

.....

The scenery was beautiful, but he was in no mood to appreciate it.

"Let's keep going," Dongfeng said after a few seconds.

He then helped Dajie up and started walking downhill.

After walking about two hundred meters, Uncle Wan saw a few houses on the right and excitedly said to Dongfeng, "There are some houses over there; let's go there."

Dongfeng looked up to see the houses but didn't feel any joy.

Dajie was closely connected with him and had considerable combat skills, serving as the core combat strength of the entire team.

Now that Dajie was injured, and it was unclear whether he could survive later, he felt terrible.

"Go," he spat out one word.

Everyone was in low spirits. They had barely survived the catastrophic flood, only to encounter zombies on the way.

In Doomsday, it was always like this; in the blink of an eye, someone you dined with yesterday was gone today.

Even though they had experienced many such instances, they still had not gotten used to it.

Their mood was as low as the gradually darkening sky.

The sky grew increasingly dark, and the visible distance shortened as if the heavens were draped in a layer of black cloth. It was all like their fate—changing unpredictably, confused and bleak.

Soon enough.

They arrived at these houses.

"Uncle Wan, you go inside and search," Dongfeng said.