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"The exploration process of the first two exploration teams." Zhang Jue said, "I know you should have detailed records."

Jeffrey nodded, and took out a tablet from his backpack, apparently prepared.

With Jeffrey's authority, it is impossible to carry this kind of thing with him, and he knows it without thinking. It must be Le Shui's handwriting. He knew Zhang Jue would need it.

Holding the tablet in his hand, Zhang Jue carefully read the missing reports of the two exploration teams.

Five minutes later, he returned the tablet to Jeffrey.

"There are a few oddities here."

Zhang Jue looked at Jeffrey.

"According to the report, after the outbreak of the plague, the town was covered by a special magnetic field, unable to use radio and other long-distance communication technologies, and even helicopters could not approach the sky, so the only information the Foundation has is the two groups of teams. The route of action, and their final location disappeared in this C3 area, so you all believe that there is a problem in the C3 area."

"But have you ever thought that GPS positioning has very large limitations, and they may not be on the ground."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, Jeffrey patted his head: "Consultant Zhang, you mean, when they disappeared, they were not in this cemetery, but down below—"

Jeffrey's words were only halfway through: "Then how did they get down? We searched here twice, but we didn't find a downward passage."

"Because the entrance is not here at all." Zhang Jue said, "The purpose of the two exploration teams was not as clear as ours when they searched. Their routes were chaotic, but in the end, there was a overlap—they both started from C1. Area heading towards area C3."

"That is to say, when they are probably in the C1 area, they are no longer on the ground?"

Zhang Jue nodded: "Of course, this is just my guess."

At this point in the analysis of the situation, Zhang Jue shut up and let Jeffrey make this crucial choice—whether they continue to move towards C1 to find the entrance that may not exist, or retreat here and come back tomorrow.

Jeffrey looked at Zhang Jue again.

Zhang Jue spread his hands, he said everything that should be said, as for the final choice, he didn't really care.

Geoffrey muses, as if evaluating the pros and cons.

Just as he was hesitating, a long black knife suddenly appeared in Zhang Jue's hand, and with a sudden swing upward, a boulder falling from the sky was split in half.

The two halves of the boulder fell separately, making a "bang bang" sound, stirring up a cloud of dust.

If Zhang Jue hadn't sensed the danger, he and Jeffrey would have been smashed into a mess.

"Alert!" Jeffrey yelled.

MTF is MTF after all, although I don't know what happened, but the team members' response to the order has been engraved in their bones.

Everyone shrunk their formation to cover each other, armed with submachine guns, and looked around vigilantly.

"there!"

A team member shouted, pointing to the sky.

When everyone looked around, they saw an infected person with wings looking down at them. Obviously, he was the one who threw the big rock from a high place just now.

The infected person flew very high, and the team members were hesitating whether to shoot him, when another team member shouted: "Look over there!"

Zhang Jue looked in the direction he pointed, and saw countless infected people flying towards them. It seemed that there were hundreds of them, covering the sky and the sun, and all of them were carrying a huge stone in their hands.

Jeffrey immediately shouted: "Take cover!"

The entire exploration team, including Zhang Jue, was only ten people. Facing the attack of so many infected people, the only option was to retreat.

They quickly evacuated the cemetery and found the nearest administrative building as a shelter.

There was already a group of infected waiting for them in the clinker building, and the exploration team was ambushed as soon as they entered.

Fortunately, the entire team was well-equipped, and they managed to hold on only by suppressing firepower, and hid in a storage room.

What surprised Zhang Jue was that he seemed to be the first target of all infected people.

Outside, hundreds of infected people swarmed in. Zhang Jue held a long black knife, like cutting leeks, cutting batch after batch.

"Captain Jeffrey, we are too passive like this. I will lead them away, and you and the team members will withdraw first." Zhang Jue said.

"No!" Jeffrey said, "Consultant Zhang, we can't leave you here alone."

Seeing that the plot seems to be developing like the one in the dog blood TV series, Zhang Jue waved the black long knife in his hand and shouted: "Don't be like a mother-in-law, you are here, you will only limit my performance! Jie Captain Free, in this emergency situation, you have to listen to me and obey orders!"

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, he smashed the glass of the ventilation window with the handle of the knife and jumped out.

The moment Zhang Jue slipped away, the infected outside the door seemed to sense it, and chased him in the direction he was running away.

The pressure on the exploration team dropped sharply.

Five minutes later, the exploration team wiped out the remaining infected.

Jeffrey looked at the corpses on the ground and sighed.

He took out a special walkie-talkie from his backpack and adjusted the frequency.

"My lord, as you predicted, Advisor Zhang discovered the secret of the C1 area, and then left our team."

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, Le Shui's cold voice came: "I see, you guys leave."

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Chapter 1 Chapter Seven (2)

It was evening, and Zhang Jue was walking through the streets of Cramingda Town alone.

From time to time, infected people who suddenly appeared from the corner attacked him, but he beheaded them all.

The sky gradually darkened, making this small town that already revealed a strange atmosphere even more terrifying.

But Zhang Jue still strolled in the courtyard.

As long as he wasn't trapped in a small corner, those infected people were nothing more than a bunch of leeks to him, and he was almost invincible.

At this moment, Zhang Jue had come to the center of the C1 area. He looked around and found a place to sit down and drink water.

Obviously, he was tricked.

The first two expedition teams were missing in area C3, but the area in question should be C1.

Jeffrey may not be able to do such a simple analysis, but Le Shui can definitely tell at a glance.

Jeffrey is acting, so he will accompany him to act, and do whatever he can.

He also wanted to see what kind of secrets were hidden in this small town that would allow the Foundation to do this to him.

Leshan and Leshui are brothers, but their behavior styles are very different.

Leshan is good at taking advantage of situations, while Leshui is good at using wisdom.

Zhang Jue smiled.

Since this kid Le Shui is not authentic, he will educate his younger brother for Leshan, and tell him what it means to use strength to break tricks.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are jokes.

The so-called game-in-game-in-game is nothing but the self-restraint of the weak.

After a day of tossing around, Zhang Jue was also a little hungry. He randomly found a house that was still in good condition, walked in, and went straight to the kitchen.

He pressed the gas stove and found that it was still working, so he laughed happily.

He opened his backpack and took out two bags of instant noodles.

Yes, Zhang Jue brought two packs of instant noodles, Laotan sauerkraut, because the braised beef was out of stock.

It can be regarded as eating the taste of home in a foreign country.

He turned on his kettle, cleaned the stove a bit, and then started cooking noodles, humming an unknown tune, as leisurely as he wanted.

Those who knew that he was here to carry out a dangerous mission, those who didn't know, thought he was here on vacation.

After a few minutes, the aroma is overwhelming.

Zhang Jue took out the disposable chopsticks he had prepared and was about to feast on the food when he heard a 'grunt'.

It seemed to be the sound of swallowing saliva.

Although the voice was soft, it couldn't escape his ears.

Those infected people had already been thrown away by him, and the huge house was very quiet, and it was really scary to hear such a sound suddenly.

But Zhang Jue didn't show any abnormality.

Again, he had no idea what fear was.

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows, then walked towards the source of the sound - it was a huge wardrobe.

Holding a long knife in his hand, he approached the wardrobe a little bit.

When he came to this room, he had already sensed it with the dragon crystal, so there should be no infected people here.

Three steps, two steps, one step.

Zhang Jue put his hand on the door of the closet, and suddenly pulled it away—a four or five-year-old girl, with her arms around her knees, was looking at him with big, flickering eyes.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and said at the same time, "Who are you?"

……

After half an hour.

Zhang Jue watched the little girl eat his noodles one bite at a time, his heart was bleeding, but he still opened his backpack driven by sympathy.

"Eat slowly, I still have a ham here."

The little girl doesn't know how to use chopsticks, so she can only eat noodles with a fork, but the speed is still very fast, and she looks very hungry.

Zhang Jue knew that she was probably the only survivor here.

The little girl finished the noodles and even drank the soup, but she refused Zhang Jue's ham.

"Big brother, I'm already full, this, you eat."

Zhang Jue could tell that the little girl was lying. The reason why she refused was because she was worried that she hadn't eaten yet.

The name the little girl called him reminded him of Shirley.

Zhang Jue smiled, opened the ham sausage, broke off half of it and put it in her bowl, while he ate the other half.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

The little girl paused, but still did not touch the half of the ham.

"My name is Alice," she said.

"The Alice in Wonderland?"

"what?"

"It's nothing...can you tell brother, why are you here?"

The little girl lowered her head: "I'm waiting for Dad to come back."

Zhang Jue asked, "Who is your father and where did he go? Maybe I can help you find him."

The little girl looked at Zhang Jue, as if she was assessing whether Zhang Jue would lie to her, but she was a child after all, and she couldn't tell whether a person was good or bad.

Looking at Zhang Jue's "harmless" gaze, Alice said, "My father is the mayor of this small town. He said...he went to meet those 'adults' and asked me to wait for him at home."

Ah!

After listening to the little girl's words, Zhang Jue wanted to laugh three times.

He accidentally ran into the mayor's house and saved his daughter.

This means that he has a good chance of learning the truth of the matter.

Zhang Jue tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, and asked, "Little sister, can you tell me what happened in this small town?"

The little girl looked at her fingers: "I don't know..."

Zhang Jue was persuasive: "It's okay, Alice, just tell me everything you can think of."

Alice was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"That day, my father said that a hole was found in the small town... Some people from outside the small town came to the house, and they told my father that they should go down through the hole... Then after a few days, people in the small town began to get sick. Kindergarten is no longer in class, I can only play at home alone... Later, many people with guns came, it was terrible... Then, one day, Dad went out and never came back..."

The little girl is still young, and her speech is not logical, so she can say whatever comes to her mind, but Zhang Jue still extracted quite important information from her words.

"Alice, you mean, a hole was found in the town?"