"Assi!"
Bang!
In the temporary combat command center in Busan, a general with gray hair and a strong physique slammed his fist on the table to vent his dissatisfaction.
Several other well-dressed staff generals also looked at the international news played on the monitor with gloomy expressions.
Obviously they have tried their best to suppress the zombie virus outbreak in the country and described the zombie outbreaks in various places as violent protests, but neighboring countries and neighboring countries have heavily deployed troops on the border.
Airline routes, shipping routes and other communication channels have all been cut off.
In other words, those in high positions and positions could not fly out on a special plane and were forced to stay in Nanhan and defend Busan.
"Who spread the news?"
The footage of the train crash that Cheng Long uploaded to the mainland has spread to all corners of the world, and can naturally be seen by senior officials at the Busan Temporary Command Center.
"There were so many people on the train and it fell so fast. Who knows who it is? Maybe they are dead."
"You bastard, he will stir up trouble even before he dies."
"The trouble is big. Many chaebol's special planes are stuck in place and are in urgent need of rescue..."
Nanhan has been covering up the truth, mainly to stabilize public opinion and the mood of the people so that the chaebol and powerful people can evacuate.
When these people take a special plane to safety, the truth will be made public.
But now that the truth has been announced in advance, the route has been closed. Even if you take off early, you will not be able to land at your destination and you will have to fly back in despair.
Of course, the main reason for those who were forced to fly back was because they did not have enough status and were not worthy of the host country’s troublesome asylum...
"When the disaster broke out, we had already lost a lot of manpower. Combat battalions in Dongdaegu, Cheonan, Daejeon and other places were wiped out. If we continue to send people to rescue the chaebol, then Busan's full-line defense will inevitably have loopholes." A high-ranking chief of staff frowned.
Nanhan's national situation is similar to that of Citigroup, with chaebols controlling the economy. At any other time, these trapped people would never have been given up.
But the current crisis is a disaster that affects the entire country. They, the top generals and chiefs of staff who are lucky enough to enter the safe zone, must make plans for the future.
"Then give them up!"
The general who had smashed the table with anger before said indifferently: "Seoul is about to fall completely. The army we control must be responsible for the people. Instead of sending elites to rescue these rice bugs, it is better to take advantage of the chaos to collect more supplies for the next step. Prepare for battle.”
"Save yourself first when you save others. If the safety of Busan cannot be guaranteed, then even if we send people to rescue those people, there will be nowhere to resettle them."
"Second!"
"..."
The generals at the Busan temporary command center finally did not lose their minds and sent elite troops to various places to rescue people.
It's not that they are too brave to abandon the families of the rich and powerful, but the zombie virus has broken out so quickly that Busan has become the last safe haven.
If Busan also falls, then they can only build shelters to accommodate scattered survivors.
By then, the peninsula will be reduced to a zombie paradise.
……
KTX train.
In Car No. 3, Shi Yu, Executive Jin and other survivors who had gained temporary safety called their relatives one after another. Some were happy and some were sad.
The numbers dialed by many survivors were unreachable, which meant that their family members had either turned into zombies or were on the run.
Shi Yu suddenly calmed down when he learned from his subordinate Agent Jin that Daejeon Station had not yet fallen and that a battalion was performing tasks at the station.
Executive Kim, who works at the bus company, also learned about the specific situation in Daejeon City through confidential information from his colleagues.
After the two hung up the phone, they leaned on their chairs to relieve their tense nerves.
At the same time, in Car No. 4.
Before the train arrived at Datian Station, Cheng Long kindly persuaded: "Shengjing, if you believe me, don't get off the train when you get to Datian Station. The place has been occupied and you will be in danger if you get off."
"Daejeon Station also fell? So quickly?"
Sheng Jing and Yin Shanghua frowned.
It has only been a few hours, yet so many cities have fallen.
Where are the police and soldiers?
"This is the consequences of concealing information from the top..."
Cheng Long looked down upon Nanhan's disaster response measures. He obviously had to wait until the problem got out of control to pay attention to the problem that might have been solved by raising vigilance at the beginning.
But when the situation got out of control, infected people appeared everywhere, and a large-scale outbreak occurred quickly, it was too late.
"Mr. Cheng, you seem to know a lot. Are you an agent?" Sheng Jing asked curiously.
"No, I'm just a passerby." Cheng Long shook his head and randomly added an identity to himself. It doesn't matter anyway.
"Even if you are a passenger, you are still an agent on vacation. I don't believe that ordinary people can have your state of mind..." Yin Shanghua admired Cheng Long very much for his calmness, his calmness, his strength and wisdom when faced with problems.
Such ordinary people are so rare!
"Daejeon Station is almost here."
Cheng Long looked at the train that was starting to slow down, and secretly used his spiritual consciousness to advise all the survivors in their ears.
[Daejeon Station has been occupied, don’t get off the train if you don’t want to die...]
A sudden word appeared strangely in the ears of all the survivors, causing all the preparations to stop.
……
Car No. 14.
"Hey, did you hear any sounds in your ears just now?"
"Yes, it seems that Daejeon Station has fallen, and we are told not to get off the train."
"So you heard it too, I thought I was the only one!"
"The station will be closed soon, do you want to get off?"
"Let's look at the situation first. If everyone is going, follow. If no one is going, then stay."
"Okay, it depends."
Most of the survivors in Car No. 14 were young people with strong receptivity. Rong Guo, Jin Xi and others quickly reached a consensus.
However, the survivors in Cars No. 3 and 2 once again questioned the voices that appeared in their heads.
Especially after the train pulled into the station, the platform was silent and it was impossible to fall.
So, not long after the train stopped, Shi Yu, Executive Jin and others tentatively walked out of the train. Everyone has the tendency to follow the herd. Where there is the first, there will be the second. Soon No. 2, No. 3, No. 14, and No. 15 All the passengers in the safety car got off the car one after another.
However, Executive Jin who was among them got off the train, not in a hurry to leave, but looking for the conductor. He selfishly wanted to unload the carriage, drive away the locomotive, and go straight to Busan.
Because he had received news that the Daejeon Expressway was closed. People were "violently demonstrating" everywhere in the city. Only the south side was still open for the time being, and the situation was very bad.
If you don't leave, it will be too late!
"No, no, if it's really what you said, then we have to take everyone away."
The train conductor was a very good person and had high professionalism. He did not selfishly unload the carriage and run for his life alone because of Executive Jin's urging.
Haiying, a female flight attendant on the side, followed up and said: "Director Jin, if you don't want to leave, then please get on the bus and wait. There may be zombies attacking outside at any time."
"Now that you know there are zombies, why are you coming down here? Take me to the front of the car and stay there. Those people want to die, so just leave them alone. If they are in danger, they will come back..." Although the zombies in the car have been killed They were all chopped down and turned into piles of severed limbs, but Executive Jin still felt that only the closed front end of the train was the safest.
In fact, as long as Cheng Long is here, the entire train is safe.
After all, he had cleared the zombies from the car, and the remaining passengers would basically not be killed. However, with the line paralyzed, there was no telling when a collision would occur.
No. 101 is not the only train that has been attacked by zombies!
……
Cheng Long's kind advice was only listened to by Yin Shanghua and Shengjing. Everyone else finally chose to get off at Daejeon Station, including Jinxi, Rongguo and other students.
All the zombies in the station are gathered in the square, and the platforms, elevators, halls, etc. are all empty. This can easily give people the illusion that it is safe because everyone has evacuated.
This made Cheng Long very helpless.
Everyone left in such a hurry, rushing out to die!
"Mr. Cheng, it's very quiet outside, why don't we go down?" Sheng Jing lay in front of the window and observed for a long time, but he didn't notice the danger, and he couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart.
"You're a pregnant woman, so don't join in the fun. If you run too hard, the fetal membranes may rupture and the amniotic fluid will leak out." Cheng Long's words were rough and rational. Sheng Jing in the movie ran faster than many men. That's because of the plot. Yes, no matter how fast pregnant women run in reality, they cannot run faster than adult men.
"I'm a little worried and want to go out and have a look."
Yin Shanghua said suddenly.
He is very uneasy now, always feeling that something big will happen soon.
"You can go, but you must ensure safety. The child cannot live without his father."
"Yeah, I promise."
Yin Shanghua touched his wife's cheek affectionately, but just as he was about to get out of the car and go outside to investigate the situation, Cheng Long suddenly handed over the Chengying Sword.
"Use it for self-defense. This sword can cut through iron as well as clay. If you encounter zombies, you can chop them down at will."
"Thank you!"
Yin Shanghua took the Chengying Sword and walked out without hesitation.
At this point, only Cheng Long and Sheng Jing were left on the entire train, as well as corpses lying on the ground.
"Would you like something to eat?"
Cheng Long took out two apples like a magic trick, which made Sheng Jing dumbfounded. She was sure that Cheng Long couldn't hide such a big apple in his sleeves, let alone two of them!
Then here comes the problem.
If the apple doesn't come from the cuff, where does it come from?
Could it be the ring on the other person's finger?
"Mr. Cheng, how did you conjure this apple?"
Sheng Jing took an apple from Cheng Long's hand and looked it up and down. He confirmed that it was a fresh, crisp and sweet red apple, and the curiosity in his eyes became more intense.
"Secret!"
Cheng Long smiled slightly, opened his mouth and took a bite.
Sweet and crisp, rich in juice and aura.
It can both quench thirst and satisfy hunger.
Although the apple is not a fairy fruit, it is also a spiritual fruit in the world of Kung Fu King. Cheng Long has collected many spiritual fruits over the past hundred years. There are tens of thousands of kilograms of apples, peaches, and grapes each, and he can eat them for several years.
"Well, it's so sweet and delicious..."
Sheng Jing took a small bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he instinctively speeded up his chewing.
However, before even finishing a single apple, a commotion suddenly broke out in the quiet Daejeon Station, followed by passengers who entered the hall and rushed back like crazy.
One person got off the elevator in such a hurry that he rolled to the ground and fell to the ground with a bloody head. Others ignored him and rushed to the train on his body...
"Hey, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and take your daughter down!"
In the hall, Yin Shanghua, holding the Shadow Sword, was frantically harvesting the heads of zombies like a god of murder. Seeing that Shi Yu's daughter Xiu'an was in danger, he immediately rushed to the rescue and chopped the zombies rushing towards Xiu'an in half.
The Chengying Sword cuts iron like clay. As long as a zombie is hit, it will be split in half. It is no problem to use it as a sword.
No matter how ferocious the zombies are, they will have to kneel down when encountering such a magical weapon!
"Thank you, thank you..."
Seeing Yin Shanghua chopping zombies like melons and vegetables, Shi Yu swallowed his saliva, thanked him with difficulty, picked up his daughter and ran to the platform.
Yin Shanghua chopped down several zombies one after another and ran out.
He came here just to save people, not to kill zombies.
Since most people have been saved, there is no need to fight.
Since the zombies on the train were cleared by Cheng Long in advance, there was no tragic incident in which passengers panicked and opened doors randomly, releasing a large number of zombies.
But the number of people who came back alive was still only half of those who went out.
If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer the consequences.
This is what happens.
When the train started again, the zombies who were beating the door frantically disappeared from sight.
Rong Guo, who witnessed a baseball team member's neck being bitten off by a zombie, finally couldn't contain his inner fear and collapsed and squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.
"Rongguo, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself."
Jin Xi patted Rong Guo on the shoulder, her face showing unspeakable sadness and panic.
After all, she and Rong Guo are only eighteen-year-old students. They have encountered great changes one after another and have survived until now. This is already worthy of praise.
"Stop crying and follow me to Car No. 4 to find a seat."
Yin Shanghua shook off the blood on his sword and led Jin Xi, Rong Guo, Shi Yu, Xiu An, and another member of the baseball team from Car No. 8 to Car No. 4.
"Uncle, did you kill these people too?"
Looking at the broken corpses lying on the ground, Zhen Xi was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly, and her eyes were filled with fear.
"I don't have such great ability. I just ran to the hall to save you and killed more than twenty zombies, and I am already exhausted." Yin Shanghua is somewhat self-aware. Even though he holds a sword that can cut iron like clay, he is not that strong. With great confidence, clear the entire train of zombies.
There are hundreds of people!
Even if he was a wrestler he couldn't do it!
Mr. Cheng is simply a pervert.
"What about these on the ground?"
"Mr. Cheng killed him. He was in carriage No. 4, and my wife was there too..."
Chatting all the way, the group soon arrived at Car No. 4. Sheng Jing, who had been waiting anxiously, suddenly smiled when he saw the man coming back intact.
"Shang Hua, eat apples."
Sheng Jing smiled and handed over the remaining half of the apple.
Yin Shanghua didn't dislike it at all. He took the apple and stuffed it into his mouth, finishing it in three bites.
Then, Yin Shanghua turned to look at Cheng Long, respectfully presented the Chengying Sword, and said reluctantly: "Mr. Cheng, your sword..."
"Keep it, I still have it." Cheng Long smiled slightly. (End of chapter)