Chapter 445 – Response

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

Just as the sky began to lighten, the loud noise of a helicopter approached from afar, shattering the tranquility of the area.

Countless zombies looked up at the sky, then suddenly transformed from rigid puppets into frenzied beasts.

Hundreds of zombies chased the helicopter, moving on all fours like agile monkeys, staring up at the sky while swiftly navigating one obstacle after another.

As the helicopter drew closer to Century City, a dense swarm of zombies gathered on the ground below.

Standing on the rooftop of Century City, Lucy’s face looked grim as she watched the zombies below, resembling a swarm of ants.

“In a city like this, even if we can gather the zombies in one place, it’s still hard to deal with them all…”

Lucy, with a cold expression, stepped on the edge of the rooftop and stared at the ground, “When we move in, I don’t know how much effort it will take, how many people will die, just to gain a foothold. Fortunately, after some scouting, we found that this area has plenty of large malls and there’s an industrial park along the way, so there are plenty of supplies.”

She glanced back at Ling Mo, hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, “We’ll have to say goodbye soon. But until last night, I was still troubling you. The little reward I gave you seems like I got the better deal. So, as long as you stay in X City, if you need my help, you can come here to find me. This Century City will probably be our headquarters, so you can find me here.”

Although Lucy’s tone was cold, her eyes revealed a hint of expectation…

“Thanks, Lulu.”

Ling Mo replied without hesitation.

Of course, he would take advantage of the situation. But in fact, the zombie last night was actually drawn by Ye Lian and the others…

The helicopter didn’t fly directly over Century City but hovered nearby, seemingly observing the surroundings.

At the open cabin door, a soldier from the Air Force Corps holding a submachine gun was aiming at the zombies trying to approach the helicopter.

The distance was too great, so although he was on alert, he hadn’t fired any shots.

Some zombies had already reached the nearby rooftops, but with collective evolution, their behavior and instincts were gradually changing.

Seeing that the helicopter was too far away, these zombies no longer blindly lunged at it.

However, when the helicopter passed over some rooftops, the zombies would suddenly leap up, trying to grab the helicopter.

Twice, they almost succeeded, but the soldier with the submachine gun remained calm. A series of gunshots rang out, and he shot the zombies down from mid-air.

“These monsters can only be arrogant on the ground. Up here in the sky, they can only watch helplessly,” the soldier said with a grin.

Looking at the zombies on the ground, staring up at him, the soldier’s expression was one of pride.

But after a few moments, his expression changed to one of discomfort.

The zombies’ blood-red eyes were devoid of any emotion chilling, cold, and filled with frenzy…

Moreover, the initially restless zombies seemed to calm down as the helicopter hovered longer.

But this calmness made the soldier uneasy.

“Damn these monsters!”

The soldier cursed nervously, then aimed at the rooftops below and pulled the trigger again.

A string of bullets hit only one zombie that moved slightly slower.

The zombie’s shoulder was injured, causing it to wobble slightly. However, instead of going berserk like typical wounded zombies, it continued to stare coldly at the soldier.

Blood splattered, and several nearby zombies slowly turned their gazes toward the injured one, then suddenly swarmed it.

The sounds of chewing and tearing immediately filled the air, but there was no other noise…

Watching the scattered limbs, the soldier frowned, “What terrifying monsters. These things… we’ll wipe them out sooner or later!”

“I see them! They’re on that rooftop! That should be Century City!”

Another soldier, who had been looking around with binoculars, shouted back excitedly after spotting Ling Mo and his group.

Inside the helicopter, there was a tall, sturdy man sitting, dressed in casual clothes. His leather jacket looked quite worn out.

He had a buzz cut, with a scar stretching from the top of his head, crossing his tightly shut left eye.

His open right eye, however, looked murky and gave off a sense of desolation.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, One-Eye spoke with a rebellious tone, “Are those the people Liu Baodong mentioned?”

“Yes. A man, three women, and a child. It seems like the main combatant is the man. But among those three women, one is holding a… scythe, so she might have some skills too,” the soldier replied, turning back to observe Ling Mo and his group for a while.

“Heh, so these are the bodyguards Liu Baodong talked about? Carrying a scythe… does he think fighting zombies is like mowing grass?”

One-Eye showed a hint of ridicule, sneering, “Liu Baodong is a fool. He had several people with him, yet he still needed others to escort him… people died, and he embarrassed our Air Force Corps. And he had the nerve to promise a reward on his own. Makes me sick!”

“Hand me the gun!”

One-Eye took the sniper rifle and crouched by the cabin door, aiming at Ling Mo and his group.

His gaze first swept over Xia Na, then locked onto Ling Mo: “A mental ability superhuman… no matter how powerful, can’t beat a bullet.”

Ling Mo, who was on the rooftop watching the helicopter, suddenly frowned, feeling as if he was being targeted by a snake.

He suspiciously looked at the helicopter, his eyes turning cold.

“Indeed, he is a mental ability user. His sensing ability is as sharp as a dog’s nose.”

Through the scope, One-Eye met Ling Mo’s gaze: “Heh, definitely someone who has killed before. That look is intense, quite unlike his appearance. The women around him are all quite beautiful.”

“What’s up, Yan-Ge? Are you interested?” the soldier asked, swallowing hard as he looked through the binoculars.

“There are already few women alive, and even fewer beautiful ones. What do you think? That Liu Baodong is such a sissy, always talking about rewards and saying the leader is a mental ability superhuman, but he never mentioned to the Regimental Commander whether these women are pretty or not.” One-Eye stared intently for a while longer before sneering and slowly lowering the gun. “When the Regimental Commander promised the reward, Liu Baodong was probably the only one who didn’t understand his expression.”

He suddenly turned to the two soldiers and asked, “Did you guys understand?”

“Uh…” The soldier with the binoculars hesitated, then said, “But… the Regimental Commander didn’t say anything, did he?”

“Heh, does it matter if he said it or not? The important thing is that he’ll be pleased with what I do. Don’t worry, I won’t go overboard.”

One-Eye waved his hand dismissively and said, “Tell that woman from the Fire Base to find a way to get to the building next door.”

“Yan-Ge…” The soldier still seemed hesitant.

“Didn’t you hear me? I said to tell her!” One-Eye turned his head and gave the soldier a cold stare.

Seeing the coldness in his eyes, the soldier immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

“Wh-what’s going on?” Ye Lian glanced at Ling Mo, puzzled.

Ling Mo slowly retracted his gaze and shook his head, “Nothing, just felt a bit uncomfortable just now. By the way, why haven’t they…”

Before he could finish, the sound of a loudspeaker suddenly blared.

“Ahem… Miss Lucy from the Fire Base, please move to the rooftop of the building on the next street. Once we quickly complete the transaction here, we can divert the zombies away to avoid leaving anyone in danger,” a man’s voice announced.

“A loudspeaker, huh!”

For a moment, Ling Mo felt a sense of déjà vu, reminiscent of when he lived in the suburbs. The painful experience of having those self-repeating loudspeakers blaring for hours outside store entrances was something he remembered all too well…

“It’s a shame the helicopter is too noisy. Otherwise, hanging this loudspeaker somewhere would be a good way to divert the zombies…”