Hearing these words, Zhang Yuan asked curiously, "You two know each other?"
"I once attended Comrade Mo's seminar in the Capital as a government representative two years ago. His research on nanotechnology helped improve our military weapons and armor," Xun Che explained.
Then he turned to Mo Junjie and asked again, "Comrade Mo, I thought you would have stayed in the Capital."
Mo Junjie smiled and replied, "I came to look for my cousin and met the team on the road. They saw my car was broken and brought me along."
"Cousin? Do you need any help? We can post a missing person notice to help you find your cousin," Xun Che offered.
Thinking it wasn't a secret, Mo Junjie nodded and replied, "Then I will have to trouble you with that, Captain Xun."
"No problem at all," Xun Che replied and handed him a paper and pen. "Just give us your cousin's name and information. If we get any news, we will inform you."
"Thank you," Mo Junjie nodded and wrote down the information.
After he finished, he handed the paper to Xun Che. With his help, Mo Junjie was registered under the Phantom team.
When he received his information tag, he finally learned the team's name. Phantom Team, a good name, and one he was satisfied with.
The tag resembles a military name tag, made of stainless steel. It had his name, registration number, and general information, such as his status.
Since he was now part of a team, the general information listed his team's name. For those without a team, the general information would display their status as ability-users or commoners.
After the registration was done, the Phantom Team left the base, followed by Xun Che's team members.
When they found usable buses and trucks on the road, they pumped gas from the abandoned cars, filled the fuel tanks, and brought the vehicles back to the survivor camp.
As the sun was setting on the western horizon, they finally arrived at the camp.
The moment the guards saw them returning, they quickly moved the barricades and opened the gate. Seeing that the number of buses and trucks was greater than before, the guards heaved a sigh of relief.
Not long after they entered the camp, some soldiers approached and said, "Vice Captain Zhang, Captain Wei has prepared places for your team to stay the night. Please follow us."
Zhang Yuan nodded and said, "Okay."
Ten minutes later, the buses and trucks were parked in an open field near the warehouse. After everyone disembarked, they followed the soldiers to several houses prepared for them.
When they reached the houses, they saw Wei Ying and his team already waiting at the entrance.
Seeing them approaching, Wei Ying became emotional. Even after meeting Feng Yun, he still couldn't fully believe that all the Phantom Team members had survived the zombie horde.
Now that he finally saw them in person, he walked over, gave Zhang Yuan a bear hug, and said, "It's really great that you all survived! It's great!"
Surprised by the sudden hug, Zhang Yuan stiffened slightly. But hearing Wei Ying's hoarse voice, he smiled and said, "Old Wei, we are back."
After a moment, Wei Ying let go of him and grinned, "Welcome back, Old Zhang!"
The soldiers around them, aware of the Phantom Team's sacrifice during the zombie horde, looked at them with respect and admiration.
"Let's go inside. I have prepared the best house in this area for you and your team," Wei Ying said as he led the way.
When they entered, they saw the house was clean and bright. Lamps were turned on, powered by a small generator.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan said, "Thank you, Old Wei."
Wei Ying shook his head and replied, "I should be the one thanking you and your team. If not for all of you, I wouldn't know what to do in this situation."
"I reached out to so many survivor camps and bases in nearby towns and cities, but no one was willing to help. Only your team and Captain Xun came to my aid," he added with a sigh.
Zhang Yuan understood his frustration and disappointment. As a soldier, Wei Ying had a strong sense of duty and took his vows seriously. Even when facing life-and-death situations, he would choose to sacrifice himself to protect others.
So when he was rejected by his comrades, who not only refused to help but revealed their greed and hunger for power, it was understandable that he would question his beliefs.
Patting his shoulder, Zhang Yuan said, "Old Wei, this is human nature. We can't force others to share our beliefs or mindset. All we can do is do our best and take responsibility for our own actions. As for the others, they will have to face the consequences of their decisions."
Wei Ying sighed and said, "I understand, but what they did...it chills the heart. How could they treat human lives as a mere number?"
As they chatted, they walked to the living room. Hearing their voices, Feng Yun walked out from the kitchen while Chen Qianfeng came down from the second floor.
Seeing them, the two greeted, "Vice Captain, Captain Wei."
Zhang Yuan nodded at them and said, "We will escort the rest of the survivors tomorrow. Captain will join us tonight."
"Understood."
Since the sky had darkened and everyone was tired, Wei Ying didn't stay long and left with his team. Xun Che's team members were staying in the neighboring house.
Chen Qianfeng had spent the whole day filling water tanks at the warehouse while the soldiers distributed water to the people. After several rounds of draining his energy, he could feel he was on the verge of a breakthrough.
So, as he filled another tank for his team to wash up, he continued absorbing water-type crystal cores given to him by Jiao Lizhi.
Before the tank was full, he suddenly felt the energy in his body spiraling out of control. Alarmed, he shouted, "Huajian!"