Chapter 908: First Contact

Translator: Min Editor: Caron_

The cold wind ravaged the decaying walls and broken windows on the desolated streets. The apocalyptic snow was a dense fog that shrouded the entire city under its oppressive greyness.

This was Wu City.

During previous years at the same time, it absolutely wasn’t this cold, but this year, it was somewhat different.

On the streets, only zombies in twos and threes strolled mindlessly. Because their muscles and fat were all frozen, they stood in place like ice sculptures. It was unthinkable that they could still hunt living animals in the spring while frozen in this state.

No one bothered with the zombies. The X1 bacteria in the back of their necks couldn’t accumulate energy through photosynthesis. Even if they cut through the skulls of these zombies, there wouldn’t be a single crystal. Only mutant rats would desperately go bite the living dead. Their stomach was powerful enough to not worry about indigestion.

On the street, aside from the walking dead, there was only silence…

Leaning beside the observation hole in the tower, Hu Cheng clutched his rifle tightly, looking through the bulletproof glass of the hole, and carefully observing the empty icefield. The blowing, raging wind made him begin to wonder if his work served any purpose.

With such a large snowfall, would the people from the Northern Alliance Area really come?

The tower was built on the roof near the belfry, not far from the river, and it was made of wood for disguise. It looked only like a shabby shack. Behind the timber was a real concrete bunker which blocked the heat source and life signal, and it could withstand the direct fire of tanks.

It was almost impossible for enemies to discover this as an observation tower unless they were actually inside.

Hu Cheng yawned at the same repetitive scenery and set aside his rifle at the window.

At that moment, in the cold gusting wind, a dark figure gradually appeared.

Hu Cheng lifted his muzzle out of his reflex, but he soon put the gun down again. He took a few steps while rejoicing then lowered the ladder for the man who arrived.

The door clunked open. A middle-aged man with thick winter clothes, covered in ice shards, came in. His cheeks were glowing red while he carried an insulated lunchbox. He put the lunchbox on the table while ripping off his hat that almost stuck to his head. He cursed.

“…What the fu*k, next time don’t point that at me. If you misfire, you can just wait for those zombies with broken brains to bring you food.”

“Hey, part of the job?” Hu Cheng couldn’t wait to open the lid of the lunch box and set his eyes on the hot steamed pork and white rice. He couldn’t even wait to put down his gloves and started to gobble on the food.

“Fu*k the job? Do you really think that the barbarians in the northwest will make a fuss here? Do you think they ate too much?” Tossing the ammunition pack on the ground, Deng Wenjie eyed his partner and grabbed a chair. He took out a bottle of booze from his pocket, unscrewed the lid and carefully took a sip.

“Oh, if the barbarians could eat, then they wouldn’t come here…” Hu Cheng smelled the fragrance of the alcohol and his eyes were glued to the bottle. He rubbed his hands with a grin. “Ummm, brother, you see…”

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