My Cherry Will Explode in the Apocalypse-Chapter 48

Translator: Callis

Co-Translator: Jostena

Editor: vvreath

Zhan Yun's team would take part in the operation this time, but since it was with the army, it wouldn't be appropriate to go with a powerless Dongdong and a pet cat.

Because a large part of Zhao Bing's team was wounded, Jiang Xuzhou allowed them to carry out the defensive mission in the service area, not in A City.

So, before leaving, Zhan Yun sought out Zhao Bing and entrusted him with the care of Dongdong and the small black cat for two days. He also left them two backpacks of food.

Probably knowing that his older brothers were leaving, Dongdong pouted, reached out, and grabbed onto Su Ruizhe's clothing. His big, dark eyes looked as if he wanted to cry.

Su Ruizhe's heart softened. He reached out and ruffled Dongdong's hair. He squatted down and said softly, "Be obedient, big brother will be back soon, understand?"

Dongdong nodded obediently and reluctantly let go.

The convoy set out quickly. This time, there were 20 heavy military vehicles and 800 fully armed soldiers on their way to A City for rescue. After a conversation in the morning between Zhan Yun, Su Ruizhe, and Jiang Xuzhou, they decided on an additional task of collecting vegetables, fruits, and plant seeds.

Zhan Yun and Su Ruizhe's team also took one of the military vehicles armed with machine guns issued by the army, and carried the ammunition clips on their bodies. Aside from Zhan Yun, it was the first time that most of the people on the team had held a gun. It was a strange feeling.

Only Zheng Jiahe complained incessantly, "I don't know how to shoot either. It's so heavy that it would be better to give me an iron club…"

Zhang Shuoliang didn't say anything, but from his expression, he actually agreed with Zheng Jiahe's words.

Wu Jing, in a bad mood, pinched the man next to her, then glared daggers at Zheng Jiahe. "Everyone else can keep their dislike down, only you couldn't."

The dead otaku that had no way to retaliate against a woman shut up angrily.

As the convoy slowly entered the city, numerous zombies were attracted by the noise but were mercilessly crushed by the wheels. Deafening gunfire and explosions continued to ring out, announcing the arrival of the army to the survivors in the city.

The government had broadcasted rescue messages over and over again on the radio. The people in the city should have gotten the news when they had access to a radio.

However, when the convoy entered the city, it was a mess with abandoned vehicles everywhere. The sun had rotted and dried the corpses, leaving behind only the zombies, walking in their direction with low-pitched howls.

"What's going on?" The situation was too strange, the soldiers were rather surprised.

When S City was entered for search and rescue, the windows of countless residential buildings were hung with red cloth, curtains, scarves, and underwear. If it was red, then it would be hung up. If they really didn't have any, then other brightly colored pieces of cloth could be hung, and the soldiers would go check it out.

Here, however, the whole city was like a ghost town, lifeless.

Where did the people go? In such a big city, there really wasn't a living person? Or have they not heard the radio?

"Teams 1 to 10 are responsible for covering, other teams are on search and rescue in the nearby area! All teams, turn on the life detector!" Instructions came from the intercom.

The army was equipped with DLK life detectors, the world's most advanced search and rescue instrument. It found the position of a 'living person' by sensing the electric field generated by the ultra-low frequency waves emitted by the human heartbeat. The ultra-low frequency electric field emitted by the human body could penetrate concrete walls, steel plates, wood plates, water, and other materials. As long as the person were alive, whether they were conscious or not, they could be found in the least amount of time by the life detector.

It was small, weighed only about 1kg, and was easy to carry. Each team had one, but its range was 500 meters. It would be unrealistic to do a search and rescue on a large scale, they could only allow the teams to scatter and search.

The first ten teams used military vehicles to build defensive fortifications on the main roads to clear the zombies that had been attracted, while another ten teams entered nearby buildings for search and rescue.

Zhan Yun's group was in the twelfth vehicle, that is, the twelfth team. Li Ming, the leader of the team, should have been instructed by his superiors. He looked at Zhan Yun's group, and asked with his eyes for them to get off the vehicle. Zhan Yun nodded and gave an affirmative response.

However, for the sake of safety, Li Ming allowed Zhan Yun's group to cover the rear, and he rushed ahead with his team members.

The life detector responded to a fifteen-story residential building. Li Ming immediately ordered a search and rescue. As soon as he entered the building, he was hit by a rotten odor. The corridor was covered in red and black blood, with broken limbs strewn everywhere.

The elevator could no longer be used, so they would have to climb the stairs.

Li Ming suddenly turned to Zhan Yun and said, "I know you are very powerful, so let's split up. We'll start searching from the top, and you start from the bottom. The regiment leader said that all the materials you find would be yours."

"Understood, no problem." Zhan Yun nodded. Jiang Xuzhou apparently took their affairs to heart, and they did need some materials as bargaining chips to enter the survivors' base in the future.

"Pay attention to safety." Li Ming gave a warning and took his team upstairs.

On every floor of this building lived two households. Zhan Yun's group began their search on the first floor. They had Zheng Jiahe, so the door's lock was basically useless. There was no door that he could not open. If there was, then he would just kick it again.

The first household had neither humans nor zombies. Everything was thrown to the ground in a disorderly manner, but they found a full charger at the bedside of the bedroom, as well as a domestically produced, fully charged, touchscreen mobile phone.

"Hey, this is good." Zheng Jiahe picked up the objects. He was in such a hurry when he fled for his life that had no idea where he had lost his mobile phone.

"What use does it have? You can't make a call or go online." Song Chengshu snorted.

"I can play games. Let me see if there are any games in here." Zheng Jiahe turned on the mobile phone and smoothly entered the menu page without setting up a password.

"Hahaha, look! There's that game, Plants vs. Zombies!" Zheng Jiahe raised the mobile phone happily. "This was definitely prepared for me!"

Song Chengshu was too lazy to leave him. He turned and went into the kitchen. Zhan Yun was pulling out a small bag of rice and two barrels of corn oil from the kitchen and threw them on a sheet lying on the floor. Then he looked up and asked, "What about Zheng Jiahe?"

"In the bedroom."

"Ay! The boss called for me?!" Zheng Jiahe put away the mobile phone and charger and ran out of the bedroom.

"Take all of these things, we can look for more later. You can carry it all."

"Ah……" Zheng Jiahe looked at the bedsheets lying on the ground, embroidered with big red peonies, in disgust.

Zhan Yun frowned slightly, and at once, Zheng Jiahe obediently wrapped up the things with the bedsheets.

"There isn't much time, everyone move quickly!"

In the second household, an old zombie was confined in the bedroom. After several people killed the zombie, they only found two packs on instant noodles.

With Li Ming's team leading the way, when Zhan Yun's group went upstairs, they didn't find any zombies. They smoothly searched seven floors in a row.

The package on Zheng Jiahe's back changed from a small one to an extra large. If Zheng Jiahe wasn't strong, he would have been crushed. On the fourth floor, there was the possibility that an official's family had lived there, with a large amount of unpacked, exquisite tobacco and gifted wine boxes, most of which Su Ruizhe packed away into his space. A small portion of it was placed into the package Zheng Jiahe was carrying.

By the time they reached the eighth floor, they could see several zombies lying on the ground, all smashed in the head. There were obvious bloodstains on the ground. The blood had dried completely and trailed down the corridor to the door of Room 02.

Room 02's lock had been destroyed, but it couldn't be pushed open. It must have been blocked by heavy objects.

Zhan Yun looked at Zheng Jiahe and he immediately kicked open the door with a foot. A desk and a sofa were stacked together behind the door. It was probably these two objects that had been blocking the door.

After the few people entered the room, they saw a man lying unconscious on the floor. The man was covered in blood, wearing a vest in a color that was difficult to distinguish, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of bloody, stained sports shoes. He also had a bloody knife and a dry backpack containing only half a pack of biscuits and two mouthfuls of water.

"Lao Song, go and take a look."

Song Chengshu immediately went to examine him. The man was still alive. He had many scratches on his body, but they weren't fatal. Most of the wounds were no longer bleeding. He should have been lying there for some time.

The man looked a bit like a soldier, perhaps he had retired or something. Because of blood loss and fever, his breath was very weak and his body was constantly trembling. Song Chengshu checked his pupils again. There was no enlargement or dilation yet. However, the pupils shook fiercely, so he should be intensely fighting against the virus in his body.

"Xiao Zhe, do you have any fruit juice?" Song Chengshu feared that he would be too injured to survive.

Su Ruizhe took out a bowl, a lemon, and a cucumber, and let Zheng Jiahe squeeze out the juice simply and roughly with his bare hands.

While waiting for the vegetable and fruit juice, Song Chengshu took out Su Ruizhe's medicine box from the space. First, he flushed the wounds with his ability's water and scrubbed the blood from his body. Then, he took out the iodine and gauze to treat him.

"What should we do next?" They had a limited amount of time, so they couldn't wait for him to wake up on his own, and it would be unrealistic to take him upstairs.

"A' Liang, carry him down. Wu Jing, you accompany. Pay attention to your safety."

"Yes, sir"

Zhang Shuoliang placed the man on his back. Wu Jing, with a gun, followed him carefully.

After they swept through the eighth floor, they met Li Ming, who was heading downstairs. They also found two survivors with very poor complexions. Because they were hungry and thirsty, their lips were cracked and their eyes were sunken. It looked very miserable, and they were also carried downstairs on the soldiers' backs.

The couple had been trapped on the thirteenth floor, and there still had been zombies wandering about near the doorway. The two lived in a group rental house, and there had been a zombie in one of the rooms. They had been hiding in the kitchen and almost couldn't hold on.

According to the two, they were office workers, and they hadn't bought a radio. If they needed to listen to a broadcast, they would use their mobile phones. However, after the last power outage, mobile phones couldn't be turned on, and there was no way to listen to the broadcast. They didn't have a car due to financial difficulties, so they really had no idea that rescue teams would come.

"A good harvest." Li Ming felt his mouth twitch when he saw the huge package on Zheng Jiahe's back.

"Good, we found a survivor and already helped him down." Zhan Yun was very calm.

"Alright, then we can evacuate immediately." After confirming that there were no other survivors in the building, Li Ming ordered the evacuation.

Five minutes later, the twelfth team returned to their military vehicle. No one was injured and three survivors had been rescued.

After they helped settle the survivors, put away the gathered materials, the twelfth team got off the military vehicle to continue the search and rescue.

Here’s the last chapter for this week and hopefully the chapters will be on time this weekend! Please thank Callis once again for all her help!

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