The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 584 - 480 Bloated
Chapter 584: Chapter 480: Bloated
Chapter 584: Chapter 480: Bloated
Radio station room.
“King!” The girl in charge of the radio station said as she stood up.
Gratitude and admiration shined in her eyes as she looked over.
“Jia Yingying, is your leg better now?” Wu Heng called out her name.
Li Yahong was in charge of the radio station on this end.
Her name was Jia Yingying, and she had been rescued by Wu Heng and his team at a hotel.
Her leg was still in bad shape back then, and she could only use a wheelchair.
Latter, the Skeleton Alchemy Warlock had treated her with elixirs, and she had mostly recovered.
Even if she couldn’t move as nimbly as a normal person, she could now walk normally.
“It’s good, there’s basically no issue now,” Jia Yingying said with a beaming smile, even running in place a little.
After the greeting, Wu Heng directly asked, “Get in touch with Qi Hancai over there.”
Qi Hancai had come over here last time.
After Wu Heng left, she also returned to ‘Anhui City’, after all, one couldn’t leave a place unattended for too long.
After Jia Yingying sat back down at the radio and made contact with the other side:
She handed the microphone to Wu Heng, “Connected.”
“Qi Hancai, what’s going on over there?” Wu Heng asked straight away.
Qi Hancai’s voice came through the radio, “I had the newly refitted train depart ahead of time to scout and check whether the snow has affected the railways.
This morning, I got news from the train that it had successfully reached Great Golden Station, but then it encountered a blockade and a large number of survivors ahead, and we lost contact after that.”
Qi Hancai’s explanation was lengthy and detailed.
In other words, those who were out of contact had been stopped by survivors who had set up the blockade.
They must be under control now.
In the current environment, zombies are terrifying, but not all survivors are friendly either.
Wu Heng’s group possessed the strength to overwhelm other bases, which was why the people they encountered were all polite, but among other survivors, things weren’t so peaceful and cordial.
“How long does it take to reach the Great Golden Station you mentioned?” Wu Heng asked.
“About three hours, it’s just a minor station on the way, not far at all.”
Wu Heng then asked, “Where is the train now?”
Li Yahong replied, “It’s here with me, at the station, set to transport supplies back tomorrow.”
“Get ready, we’ll depart soon and head straight to Great Golden Station for the rescue.”
Li Yahong nodded, “Okay.”
Wu Heng then spoke into the microphone, “The train will leave shortly, and when it passes by your area, get on and come with us.”
“Okay!”
After issuing the task,
he returned the microphone to Jia Yingying, and then left the radio station room to prepare for departure.
…
It gets dark early in the north during winter.
It was already pitch black outside the window.
The train picked up Qi Hancai along the way and continued towards Great Golden Station.
Qi Hancai’s face was somewhat grim, and throughout the journey she answered anything Wu Heng asked.
Several of those assigned to scout this time were her trusted followers, that is, people she had brought from Dongan Village.
Even though the population of the base had grown.
She still entrusted important tasks to those she trusted.
Now, with no contact from them, she was obviously worried.
“Did you greet the nearby city?” Wu Heng asked.
Qi Hancai sighed, “I had contacted them ahead of time, and that’s why I suspect they heard about our situation, and why they set up the blockade on the train tracks; otherwise, who would block the tracks?”
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Indeed, that made sense.
Without specific information, no one would deliberately create a blockade on the railway.
Zombies certainly don’t drive trains.
The more likely possibility was that someone had heard over the radio about a train full of food coming in exchange for gold and silver, which was useless to them,
and they came up with the fat idea of robbing the food.
“Don’t worry. Let’s see the situation first, they won’t kill for now,” Wu Heng consoled.
Qi Hancai nodded and said no more.
The train continued for a bit longer and then started slowing down gradually.
A voice came from the driver’s cab, “Sister Qi, we’re approaching the station. If we continue forward, we might draw attention from those inside the station.”
Qi Hancai looked towards Wu Heng.
Wu Heng said directly, “Stop the train, let’s wait a moment.”
Qi Hancai pressed the walkie-talkie and repeated the command.
The train stopped, plunging completely into darkness.
The zombies were quickly catching up from behind.
Snatched up by the screeching, circling Skeleton Flying Dragon, they were smashed into a pulp of flesh.
With a flicker of his mind, Wu Heng had Xiao Xiao fly out of his body and, under the cloak of invisibility, fly out of the train.
He followed the rails to conduct his investigation.
Soon, he found a station and flew straight in.
…
“Brother Hu, those two must be the leaders,”
several people said, dragging two figures and tossing them over.
On the other side, a bloated figure sat in a chair, eyes fixed on the pair.
“Motherfucker, kneel before me,” the fatso called Brother Hu bellowed.
A foot kicked their knees, and both figures fell to the ground, kneeling.
The bloated Brother Hu stood up, his fat flesh like a small hill, blocking out the light behind it.
Looking at the two men before him, he said, “You really want to trade food for gold?”
“Heh,” one of the kneeling men snorted coldly.
“Shit.” Brother Hu lifted his hand and gave a direct slap, flipping the man to the ground.
He continued to ask, “How many of you are there?”
“Enough to flatten this place,” the other man said.
“Quite the smart mouth,” Brother Hu sneered, stretching out his massive palm and grabbing the other man’s shoulder.
With a slight effort, the sound of creaking could be heard.
“Brother Hu, don’t kill them!” a lackey on the side quickly interjected.
Brother Hu’s eyes snapped open, a fierce light flashing within.
The lackey promptly explained, “Brother Hu, whether they’re actually trading or not, let them contact their base for food to ransom them. If they’re not planning to ransom them, you can still kill them later.”
Brother Hu suddenly smiled, withdrew his hand, and even gave a pat to the lackey beside him.
“You’re right. Take them down, let them contact the base, and demand food for ransom. Otherwise, feed them to the zombies,”
he ordered.
“Sure thing, Brother Hu.”
…
Wu Heng sat in the carriage and waited.
Xiao Xiao returned and burrowed back into his body, sharing the visual information.
There were indeed survivors inside the station, along with makeshift lighting.
About eleven or twelve people had combat capability, several of them women, who seemed like slaves kept in captivity, quite disheveled.
Those with combat ability were mostly armed with machetes and iron spears, and a few had compound bows, which looked like the bows seen in TV contests.
All of Wu Heng’s people were alive.
The majority were tied up and locked in a room, while two had been taken out for questioning.
“How is it?” Qi Hancai asked, seeing Wu Heng stand up.
“Nothing serious, they aren’t numerous. Wait for my signal,” Wu Heng tightened the leather armor he wore.
Out of curiosity, Qi Hancai asked, “Don’t you need skeletons to break in?”
“No need to attract attention. Our people would be in danger too.”
Aside from Qi Hancai’s people, there were others who knew how to operate the train, all special talents in the base.
If things turned chaotic and they were killed, it would be the end.
“Alright,” Qi Hancai nodded, bowed, and said, “I’m counting on you.”
“Yeah.”
Wu Heng descended from the train, summoning the Flying Dragon from the sky.
Accompanied by the skeleton attendants, he climbed aboard and disappeared into the night sky.
…
He approached the station and landed directly on the rooftop.
Prying open the iron door locked on the roof, he slowly made his way down.
First, he found the room where his people were being held.
Kerim and Tuolga bypassed Wu Heng’s position and charged out directly.
Instantly, screams and the sound of fighting erupted in the station’s main hall.
“Damn, these cursed monsters.”
The bloated figure charged out like a tank.
Whoosh—!
Lightning flickered.
Silver-white lightning struck the bloated belly,
exploding flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
“You…”
With a thud,
the bloated man lay on his back on the ground.
