Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 699 The Apocalypse (21)

This was the first time Xu Songfeng, a southerner, had ever seen snow. He pressed his face against the car window, reached out to catch the falling snowflakes, and exclaimed, "Mom, it's snowing!"

Yan Zhen was driving when she glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Um, don't lick it."

Having his next move anticipated, Xu Songfeng immediately withdrew his tongue, which was about to lick the snowflakes from his palm: "Why?"

Before Yan Zhen could speak, Jing Chen, sitting in the passenger seat, explained, "The rain and snow from the sky form a complete water cycle with the water flowing on the ground. There are many zombies here, and we don't know if the water source has been contaminated. If it has been contaminated, the rain and snow water will contain zombie viruses..."

Xu Songfeng was startled. He quickly brushed the snow off his hands, pulled his head back, and closed the car window.

Jing Chen laughed: "Look at you, you're nothing like your dad."

Xu Songfeng kicked the back of his chair and said defiantly, "Have you even met my father before you say such things?"

“I’ve never met him, but your dad risked his life to save your mom and you back then. He was a very brave man.”

These words pleased Xu Songfeng, who snorted softly and turned his head to continue looking at the snow scene outside the car window.

Meanwhile, in the SUV at the rear of the convoy, Lin Yu was focused on driving when he suddenly felt a vibration in his arms.

He immediately slowed down and pulled a communicator, about two fingers wide and seven or eight centimeters long, from his pocket with one hand.

The communicator, disguised as a windproof lighter, was flashing and vibrating incessantly, even though it had lost contact for a long time.

The signal has been restored.

Lin Yu felt a surge of excitement and immediately pressed the communication button.

A tentative voice quickly came from inside: "0739?"

0739 was Lin Yu's code name, and he immediately replied, "Here!"

"Lin Yu? You're still alive!" The voice on the other end of the communicator immediately rose, clearly excited. "Wait a moment, I'll report to the commander right away!"

A short while later, a deep, steady male voice came through the communicator: "Lin Yu, where are you?"

"Uncle... Reporting to the commander, I am currently on my way back to the base. I just entered Xinghai City today, and if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to return to the base in two to three days."

Upon hearing this, the man addressed as "Commander" paused, then asked, "Are you injured? Are you safe right now?"

"I was injured a while ago, but I've almost fully recovered and I'm safe now."

The commander asked, "Are you capable of carrying out the mission?"

Lin Yu's expression hardened: "Yes, please give your instructions, Commander."

The commander made a decisive decision: "Don't rush back. The base sent a team to the Xinghai Meteorological Bureau the day before yesterday to pick up the artificial rainmaking catalyst and the aircraft. They should arrive today. I'll send you the team's communication signal. Contact them and assist them. No matter the cost, you must complete this mission!"

Realizing the importance of this mission, Lin Yu's expression turned serious: "Yes."

The convoy stopped on the outskirts of Xinghai City. Yan Zhen looked out the car window and observed the surroundings. His gaze fell on the rusty, tilted "Welcome to Xinghai City" road sign in the distance.

This once bustling metropolis, whose GDP ranked among the top ten in the country, has been reduced to a terrifying "zombie city" and an absolute forbidden zone by the zombie horde that swept through the apocalypse.

Upon noticing several zombies wandering nearby, Yan Zhen picked up the walkie-talkie and summoned his team members to get out of the vehicle and clear out the zombies.

Twenty minutes later, Yan Zhen frowned and rinsed the bloodstains splattered on his combat uniform with water.

If the dozen or so zombies had been placed elsewhere, the team members could have cleared them out in three to five minutes.

However, Xinghai City is home to millions of zombies, a density that is astonishing. In addition, few people dare to venture into the "Zombie City," a place from which there is no return. As a result, the zombies here are like Gu poison, extremely sensitive to the smell of living people.

They pounce on you like madmen as soon as they smell it, making them much harder to deal with than zombies from other places.

After Yan Zhen cleaned himself off, Lin Yu came over.

Upon seeing him, Yan Zhen spoke first: "Let's say goodbye here. You go that way, we'll rest for a while and then head into the city."

Lin Yu contacted the mission team a few minutes ago and they agreed on a meeting place. The mission was the priority, and he really couldn't go with Yan Zhen anymore.

"Okay, you all must be careful." Lin Yu didn't tell Yan Zhen that he was also going to Xinghai City. After solemnly saying goodbye to Yan Zhen, he turned and left.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped and hesitated for a moment. As if he had made up his mind, he turned around and walked quickly to Yan Zhen, saying in a very fast voice, "The military meteorological station predicted seven months ago, based on various signs, that there would be an extreme cold wave this year, with a minimum temperature of minus 75 degrees Celsius, lasting for one and a half to two years. Take care."

After saying that, he left in a hurry without looking at Yan Zhen's eyes, which were slightly wide with surprise.

Yan Zhen watched his retreating figure as he got into the car and drove away, and her surprise quickly turned into a heavy feeling.

She knew that an extreme cold wave was coming, but she didn't expect the low temperatures to last so long.

If a piece of land is covered by ice and snow at minus 75 degrees Celsius for one and a half to two years, 99% of its plants and animals will perish.

Is God trying to eradicate humanity from its roots?

However, considering that the military is still struggling to survive, it proves that they have ways to combat the low temperatures.

If we try our best, there's still a glimmer of hope.

Yan Zhen gathered his scattered thoughts, opened the trunk, took out the drone, jumped onto the roof of the car, and launched the drone.

Soon, the drone transmitted back images of the city from above, showing streets shrouded in darkness even in broad daylight.

Yan Zhen initially thought it was congealed blood, but when she zoomed in on the drone and saw that the streets were densely packed with motionless zombies, she couldn't help but get goosebumps on her arms.

Holy crap, this density is incredible!

In this situation, not even a bird could fly low over the city, let alone a living person.

The name "City of Corpses" is well-deserved.

Yan Zhen raised the drone, roughly scanned several streets, and finally located it at the meteorological bureau.

After surveying the area surrounding the meteorological bureau, Yan Zhen had a general idea of ​​what to expect.

After recalling the drone, Yan Zhen shared the footage it transmitted with his teammates.

After everyone finished reading, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Xiao Long clicked his tongue in amazement: "Boss, with so many zombies, how are we going to get in?"

Another team member chimed in, "Yeah, and the reason we came to Xinghai City was to help Lin Yu get the catalyst and the plane, right? Lin Yu's already gone..."

“No rush,” Yan Zhen said. “We just need to know that Lin Yu’s destination is the Meteorological Bureau. We’ll run into him sooner or later when we get there. As for the time before we run into him… hehe.”

Upon seeing her lewd smile, the team members familiar with her behavior exchanged bewildered glances, a layer of sweat breaking out on their backs.

Yan Zhen is bold and fearless. She dares to go where others dare not go and takes what others cannot take. Old Cat said she is practically risking her life to obtain supplies.