Chapter 697: Chapter 283 Waiting for Rescue_2
And not just them, even Lan Yulian herself felt this way.
Although the survivors were very afraid, they all obediently stood there. One reason was Lan Yulian’s high prestige; another was that they too knew they had nowhere else to turn.
Looking at those docile yet frightened faces in the camera, Lan Yulian sighed helplessly. Then she lifted her phone and approached the infants being held in arms.
Lan Yulian teased one of the infants who was staring wide-eyed.
Perhaps it was Lan Yulian’s gentle manner, so comforting and familiar, that the infant immediately broke into a grin, smiling happily.
Lan Yulian filmed for a good while before moving away.
If these were truly to be their last images, Lan Yulian hoped to capture a smiling face. The adults certainly couldn’t manage a real smile—only a forced one at best. Only these little children, who understood nothing, could smile from the heart.
After filming for a while, Lan Yulian finally approached Wang Tao.
Wang Tao quickly watched the video and nodded.
“It should be enough. I’ll take a few more pictures.”
After taking a few more photos, Wang Tao nodded at Lan Yulian.
“All set. I’m off to get busy.”
Wang Tao sent the video and photos to the military base, which then forwarded them to Changhe City Base.
Theoretically, it should’ve been transmitted quickly. But, as expected, a minor mishap occurred—the underground cables were damaged again.
With no other option, Wei Zhenguo and others left at the military base started repairs, busy until the evening, before the documents were finally sent.
“Wang Tao, the situation isn’t looking good. The underground cables are having a lot of issues, and we can’t repair them indefinitely. We might lose contact with Changhe City Base any moment…”
Wei Zhenguo conveyed to Wang Tao during their call.
They’re actually quite lucky now; the damaged cables are not too far from the military base, allowing for repairs. But if the lines were to fail at a distant location, let alone repairing them, they might not even be able to locate the issue…
“I hope we can finalize everything quickly…”
At night, the communication hall was brightly lit.
A middle-aged man in military uniform, tall and burly, stood in the hall, looking at a map of Changhe City Base on the wall.
He was Chief Hou Zhiyuan of the Third Legion of Changhe City Base.
“Chief Hou, there’s a message!”
Suddenly, someone shouted with excitement.
Hou Zhiyuan immediately turned and walked over to a workstation.
At the workstation, there was a computer and a phone, with a woman in her thirties, Li Ping, seated at it.
Hearing the commotion, many others gathered around. They all knew that Li Ping had made contact with a base that was suspected to have twenty thousand survivors!
If it were true, it would be a major event for the entire Changhe City Base! After all, twenty thousand survivors!
“Put it on the big screen!”
Hou Zhiyuan ordered immediately.
Li Ping connected to the big screen. There was a video and a few photos. She opened the video.
As soon as the video played, it was filled with various zombies growling.
The video was from a bird’s-eye view, probably shot from a helicopter. One could clearly see the zombies’ heads were tilted back, showing their pale pupils and ferocious expressions.
As the helicopter flew, a dense, unending stream of zombies was revealed!
Li Ping covered her mouth, and the others were also startled by the scene.
“So many zombies… such a terrifying horde!”
“Can they… Can they survive this!”
“We’re really lucky to be living in the base city…”
Compared to the others’ fear, Hou Zhiyuan watched the horde with an expressionless face.
Then, the video switched to a base of a decent size. The base’s high walls were completely surrounded by the horde!
“There’s a Survivor Base!”
“Judging by the style of the base, it must be one left behind by the Government… but it’s tightly besieged by the horde!”
“The base’s walls don’t look too high, if too many zombies gather, they might be able to climb over!”
“They have no way out…”
“Given the size of the horde and their Weapon Equipment, I don’t think they’ll last much longer…”
Everyone in the hall whispered among themselves.
Hou Zhiyuan remained silent.
The video then shifted again, this time to the interior.
It was a spacious hall, filled with people.
The people were yellow and pale, wearing patched clothes, with unkempt hair. Yet, they stood in order, clearly disciplined.
Someone in the communication hall instinctively exclaimed.
The camera slowly moved across their faces, clearly capturing the fear in their eyes.
Seeing the expressions of those survivors in the video, nobody spoke again. They could empathize. They had felt the same terror, the same helplessness. If they hadn’t been fortunate enough to be rescued by the army, they might have been worse off than these survivors…
Then, the camera moved to a slightly overweight woman. She appeared to be in better mental and physical state than the others, as if she had been given preferential treatment. Could she have some special status?