Nie Siyan blurted out subconsciously.
"They’ve all turned into zombies, so why are they still making airdrops, flying planes, and even after hearing Brother Wang’s words, they actually took the initiative to airdrop for you..."
Nie Siyan seemed bewildered.
After becoming zombies, aren’t they supposed to be void of any consciousness? How could they...
Hearing Nie Siyan’s words, Wang Tao remained silent.
He recalled the previous Blondy Wu Fei. He had saved Wu Fei’s life, and Wu Fei had said he’d repay him. Therefore, after turning into a zombie, Wu Fei exchanged his own life for that of a gorilla zombie. Wu Fei kept his promise to Wang Tao.
And then there was Jiang Shixue by his side, whose condition at the time was almost equivalent to that of a zombie, slightly dazed. Wang Tao threatened her to help him, and she truly did help. Of course, she was actually doing it for her mother.
These two had something in common: they still retained some consciousness and had their own obsessions. And now, this Luo Guozhong and...
"They have their own beliefs."
He Jijun suddenly spoke.
"This belief is etched in their bones, so even if they die, their beliefs will live on!"
Nie Siyan muttered to herself, still not quite understanding. But as she looked at the figures in the surveillance footage repeatedly loading and unloading cargo, she seemed to grasp something.
Wang Tao continued to check the surveillance.
There were several monitors in this hangar, covering various angles.
"There’s not much left for the airdrops... Hm? There’s still one plane!"
Wang Tao noticed that there were not many airdrop boxes left, but there was still one camouflaged helicopter.
This made him raise his eyebrows.
Wang Tao had originally planned to come to the military base to assess the situation; if there was still a military presence, he might have stayed. If the base had fallen, then he certainly wouldn’t have stayed.
The current situation was that although the military base hadn’t fallen, there were no soldiers left, just the few of them.
If a large number of zombies were to attack, could the few of them hold such a vast military base? Wang Tao felt it was unlikely.
Moreover, humans are social creatures. Although Wang Tao spent most of his time working in small teams, this didn’t mean he wasn’t willing to make contact with other survivors. If they had to stay there for a lifetime, Wang Tao would definitely go mad.
And the most important point: was this military base really safe? If it had been before, Wang Tao would have thought so. But after seeing those Fourth-Order Giant Zombies with a hundred thousand blood, he wasn’t so sure anymore. After all, given the size of those zombies, they could easily step over the walls and electric fences...
So, it was uncertain whether they could stay long at the military base.
If they were to leave, it would be even better to do so by plane. That transport plane should still be operational, but it wasn’t easy to land. The helicopter, on the other hand, was much more convenient...
Wang Tao turned to He Jijun.
"Old He, can you fly this helicopter?"
He Jijun glanced at it and said:
"This is the latest model of plane; I’ve flown older models. It shouldn’t be a big problem, I’ll figure it out, including that transport plane, I can fly it! The premise is that both planes are not broken, and of course, if there are some minor issues, I can fix them."
Upon hearing He Jijun’s confident answer, a smile immediately appeared on Wang Tao’s face.
"Then we might need you to pilot it later!"
It was lucky to have met He Jijun!
Otherwise, even if he had gotten a plane, he wouldn’t have been able to use it. This thing wasn’t like driving; it’s not something you can just ’give a try’—one trial could end your life.
"No problem!" He Jijun nodded first and then added, "But what do you plan to do with these people?"
By "people," he naturally meant the four zombies in the hangar.
"What do you think, Old He?"
Wang Tao looked at He Jijun with some indecision.
"Sigh, let’s liberate them..."
He Jijun exhaled deeply.
Looking at the situation on the monitors, there weren’t many airdrops left. If it weren’t raining, they might have finished airdropping in just two trips. Although their spirit was admirable, to be honest, they were no longer useful... and whether they could still fly planes was also a question.
So rather than let their bodies go on living in such a daze, it would be better to liberate them.
Putting himself in their place, if he turned into a zombie, he would also hope someone would help him find liberation.
Wang Tao felt somewhat reluctant.
"No, they’re already dead. You’re just helping them find peace."
He Jijun said solemnly.
"Sigh... I’ll think about it some more."
He wasn’t like others; he could gain items from killing creatures. What if he dropped a potion that could undo the zombie virus and restore people to their original form? That was also uncertain.
He Jijun saw the hesitation in Wang Tao’s eyes and felt gratified.
He could tell that Wang Tao was not a heartless person. He had great respect for Luo Guozhong and the three others. Wang Tao might even be naively thinking, could Luo Guozhong and the others be saved...
But unfortunately, once turned into zombies, there was no saving them... For these four, liberation was a form of respect for them.
However, He Jijun wouldn’t interfere with Wang Tao’s decision; it all depended on Wang Tao himself.
"Forget it, we still have time, let’s check out the other situations first. We can discuss this matter later."
Wang Tao shook his head.
The zombie Luo Guozhong and his group couldn’t come out of the hangar. He had time to think it over.
Soon, the group had checked all the monitors. Some were broken, but most were still functional.