Tian Gou spat out the cigarette butt out the window.
The few zombies outside that were about to approach were knocked over by the piglets who jumped down from the vehicle behind them, quickly smashing their heads into mush.
The intelligence operatives who followed disembarked and immediately spread out in pairs.
Adjacent was an old building that looked quite dated.
It had long since been abandoned.
The open doors seemed as if something had torn them from above, with the door panels twisted and deformed, clearly indicating the traces of a creature with immense strength.
Nobody would usually enter such a place; after all, no one wanted to encounter a D-type mutant here.
The narrow terrain could instantly trap one in a deadly situation.
It was no different from seeking death.
However, considering the possibility that the fled military troops could have suffered heavy casualties by now, such locations became likely hiding spots for them. Therefore, Tian Gou had chosen these areas as targets as soon as he received the mission.
Four or five intelligence operatives, covered by the piglets who doubled their own number, quickly made their way into the building.
In less than ten minutes, people emerged from inside.
But they were not employees of the company.
Two disheveled men with seven or eight foul-smelling women were driven out by several piglets, all of whom panicked at the sight of the off-road vehicles outside.
The women cowered and hid behind, afraid to speak, while one of the older men immediately knelt down without a word.
"Big brother! Please let us go!" he begged.
"All the women are yours!"
"Just... just spare me a little food... no, spare my life, please!"
The man’s companion looked at him in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief, as if unable to fathom that the normally brave and helpful ’big brother’ could cower so quickly.
The women also heard the man’s words but showed no reaction.
They merely squatted dumbly and fearfully beside the exit of the old building.
They seemed to have gotten used to such situations.
The man continued to plead desperately, while the other intelligence operatives came out of the building, shook their heads at Tian Gou in the vehicle, and looked at the people on the ground with a hint of inquiry in their eyes.
They obviously wanted to know how to deal with these few survivors they had encountered.
However, Tian Gou had no hesitation; he simply waved his hand, indicating that escorting these survivors was not their priority at the moment. Their main mission was to find the hidden military troops.
Consequently, all the intelligence personnel and their accompanying piglets quickly got back into their vehicles, one by one.
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Only the man remained on the ground, stupidly watching the vehicles depart.
Could it be?
They actually let him go?
Since when had the Blood Wolf Gang’s thugs become so kind-hearted?
While he was thinking, his companion had already picked up a brick from the ground to use as a weapon, ready for any zombies that might suddenly appear nearby to claim their lives.
The women remained expressionless, still echoing the words they had heard from the people in the vehicles.
"If you want to live, head west."
"To the city center."
"There’s a safety zone there."
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Meanwhile, Wang Hu and others were also looking for traces of the army elsewhere.
They followed the direction of the highway, heading southeast.
There were several entrances there.
The journey was naturally a mess.
Near the highway, there were overturned vehicles and large grey scorch marks left after fires.
Luckily, the area near the highway was not a residential zone, and though there were numerous interchanges of different sizes, the traffic flow was light due to its proximity to the suburbs, so it wasn’t completely congested.
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Everyone from the seven or eight fleets under Wang Hu’s transport company, totaling about forty or fifty people, was concentrated in this area searching.
Yet, they still hadn’t found any trace that might have been left by the military.
Instead, they were rather envious of the trucks on the highway.
"Damn it."
"What a waste to just leave those good trucks up there, such a waste!"
Wang Hu sat in the cab, tilting his head to look at the elevated highway above, where he could clearly see the military trucks Ding Zhixiong had mentioned before.
Those were real transport trucks; their load capacity and defense were incomparable to civilian trucks.
He heard that there were a good seven or eight of these military heavy trucks stopped up there.
If they could get those down...
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His lips curled into a sly smile.
Finding people was never his strong suit anyway.
All his drivers were rough and impulsive brutes, nowhere near the level of Tian Gou’s meticulous intelligence officers. Why bother trying to take credit for other people’s efforts?
It would be better to think of a way to retrieve all those trucks left by the military on the highway.
Especially that armored vehicle.
That, indeed, was some seriously good stuff.
People who could drive trucks were a dime a dozen, but how many could operate an armored vehicle or a tank?
The more Wang Hu thought about it, the more he itched to get his hands on them. Eventually, he couldn’t resist picking up the walkie-talkie: "Monkey, Er Zhu, you two bastards stop searching that damn house! Get your asses back here now!"
Soon, several men of various builds but all with fierce looks on their faces returned from outside.
They exchanged glances, all wondering about the intent behind Wang Hu’s summoning them back.
Was he displeased with their slow search for people?
Was he about to explode in anger?
For a moment, each one felt an uneasy dread, yet they couldn’t quite articulate the bitterness. Fuck, they hardly ever did this kind of people-searching work. What could they do? It was genuinely a mismatch of expertise.
No one expected Wang Hu’s first words after getting out of the vehicle to be:
"Set aside the task at hand for now; we don’t need to worry about searching for people anymore."
A short and fat man immediately found this surprising and cautiously asked, "What’s up, Wang Hu? Don’t tell me it’s Director Zhang’s orders..."
The others also turned their attention to Wang Hu, obviously thinking that their boss had been given a fierce scolding by the Director.
After all, they had combed through the area under the highway with so many men.
And found absolutely nothing. Not even a fart.
Plus, two had died.
Under normal circumstances, they might have had half a month’s supplies deducted.
Yet they soon realized that Wang Hu’s expression didn’t bear any sign of displeasure. Instead, it conveyed an undisguised excitement and enthusiasm, along with an impatient eagerness.
Wang Hu had no idea what his men were thinking, nor did he care to ponder it.
He simply raised his hand and pointed above his head.
"See that?"
"Those trucks."
"Whoever brings them down, gets to keep them."
After a brief silence, the team leaders became frenzied, bombarding Wang Hu with questions to confirm his intentions, repeatedly making sure he wasn’t joking.
Those were military trucks!
Normally, they couldn’t even dream of driving them, let alone seeing them a few times!
It was said that besides lacking a cannon, these things were almost no different from a King Tiger tank. If they drove one down the road, wouldn’t they dare to ram right into a Type D mutant?
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