Lin Yuan quickly walked to the sentry post hut, took the binoculars from Wu Mengyao, and began to examine them.
Indeed, through the binoculars, Lin Yuan saw a pale yellow flag being raised from a small window in the toilet on the ninth floor opposite.
The flag had a large SOS distress message written on it in some red pigment, with the words "No Water" below it.
Everyone also put down their bowls and chopsticks, looking at Lin Yuan, waiting for him to make a decision.
Since they had recognized him as the captain, it was up to him to decide whether to save them or not.
"Captain, should we save them or not?" Wang Zhihai was still wearing yesterday's SWAT tactical uniform, which he had cleaned up a bit, making it look less dirty.
Thinking in his mind, most of the zombies had now turned into fungal mutants, with only a small portion still in the zombie stage.
Although there were strong and weak among the fungal mutants, Wang Zhihai and the others had missed the best opportunity to improve their strength. They had originally planned to use the last traces of fungal spores that might be in their bodies to catch up today, but then they discovered the distress message.
"If we can save them, we should, but it's not a good idea to rush in. So, Mengyao, go get a piece of cardboard, write on it with a black marker, and tell him to wait for a moment. We need to prepare. I just checked, and there aren't many zombies in the building's corridors, only 6 in total. This person hasn't come out to kill zombies for so long, I don't know why. Since he could see us from the back, he must be using a phone or something. Otherwise, from that small toilet window, he probably couldn't stick his head out."
Wu Mengyao quickly went to get the cardboard and marker pen.
"Alright, alright, everyone eat quickly. An Jing, you continue to watch, and notify us if anything happens."
"Okay!" Zhao An Jing took the binoculars and stared intently.
Returning to the stove, Wu Tian was also eating noodles: "What's wrong, have you found any survivors?"
Lin Yuan picked up his bowl of noodles. They hadn't gotten mushy in this short time.
"On the ninth floor opposite. I don't know how many people there are, and if they haven't come out to kill zombies for so long, they are either weak and powerless, or some vulnerable people, or simply timid. If we successfully rescue them, we should let Wang Zhihai and the others practice well."
Wu Tian ate quickly, but he also chewed quickly, which was beneficial for digestion in a short time. It's just that if one is not skillful, it's easy to bite their tongue.
Without answering Lin Yuan's question, he finished his noodles and drank all the soup before replying, "In short, be careful. Do you want me to go with you on this mission?"
Lin Yuan was also almost finished eating. He handed the bones to another kitten to eat and put down his bowl and chopsticks, thinking for a moment. "You stay here this time. Wang Zhihai, Zhao Mengnan, and I will go. You stay here to guard the house and organize training. Don't waste the beautiful morning light."
Lin Yuan had another reason for saying this: as the number of members increased, it was necessary to cultivate the habit of not sending out all the high-end combat power easily.
Wu Tian's strength was second only to Lin Yuan's. In terms of overall strength, he was actually comparable to Lin Yuan. However, overwhelming force was paramount, and it was indeed difficult for Wu Tian to defeat the monstrous Lin Yuan now, even with Lin Yuan deliberately holding back.
"Okay, then you be careful. I'll lead the rest of the people in warming up and start training."
It was not suitable to exercise immediately after eating, so a simple warm-up was needed to loosen the muscles and bones.
After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks and placing them aside, everyone now had their own chosen cutlery and backups. They could decide whether to wash them or replace them after eating.
Extinguishing the flame in the stove, Lin Yuan walked to the sentry post hut and saw that everyone had almost finished eating. He said, "Has everyone finished eating?"
"Finished, Captain. Are we leaving now?" Wang Zhihai was the first to put down his bowl.
Lin Yuan glanced slightly and nodded, very clean.
"Me, me, me, I still have the last sip of soup!" Zhao An Jing said, raising her hand while holding her bowl and drinking.
Smiling, Lin Yuan didn't mind Zhao An Jing's speed.
"Since you've all finished eating, I'll assign the tasks. First, the combat team members are me, Wang Zhihai, and Zhao Mengnan. We three will go to rescue the survivors. Mu Qingtian and Wu Tian will stay to guide everyone's training. Wu Tian has been practicing combat techniques for five years, so everyone can rest assured. In addition, Mu Qingtian needs to provide support at any time. Wu Mengyao will observe the situation in the community with the binoculars and cooperate with Sister Qingtian, reporting any situations promptly. Alright, the mission assignments are complete. The combat team, get your equipment ready and prepare to depart."
Lin Yuan's voice was somewhat serious, and everyone knew that this was a serious mission. Even the somewhat restless Zhao An Jing nodded quietly and obeyed the order.
As soon as they received the order, Wang Zhihai and Zhao Mengnan immediately began checking their equipment. They were already wearing combat gear, so they only needed to check for any oversights.
Lin Yuan did the same, only needing to put on his motorcycle helmet.
Three minutes later, Wang Zhihai and Zhao Mengnan stood in front of Lin Yuan, perfectly straight. If someone unfamiliar were here, they would think Lin Yuan was some special forces elite.
"Captain, equipment is ready. Now we need to hand over the firearms to Wu Tian."
Lin Yuan, who was about to give the order to depart, paused. Hand over firearms?
Had Wang Zhihai gone crazy?
Sensing Lin Yuan's gaze, Wang Zhihai touched his helmet and smiled, "Captain, don't look at me like that. My mind is very clear. I want everyone to become a cohesive unit faster. Besides, I can't fire the gun even if I carry it. Having a handgun is enough."
Although Lin Yuan was a bit touched by Wang Zhihai's actions, he still asked, "Brother Wang, isn't this a bit against regulations?"
Wang Zhihai directly said, "There's no problem. Special circumstances require special treatment. Captain, we are all very impressed with your and Wu Tian's character and qualities. Moreover, Wu Tian is the child of a martyr and is trustworthy."
"Alright, then we will temporarily entrust this gun to Wu Tian's custody." After speaking, he turned his head and called out to Wu Tian, who was leading the warm-up.
"Lin Yuan, what do you need me for? Are you going down together?"
Lin Yuan made way for Wang Zhihai. He stepped forward, stood at attention, and handed the gun in his hand horizontally: "Comrade Wu Tian, due to the special nature of the rescue mission, we only need to carry handguns and submachine guns equipped with silencers. Now, this Type 191, 5.8..."
After handing the gun to Wu Tian, he saluted and was about to briefly explain its use, but Wu Tian's stance with the gun was very standard, which made Wang Zhihai a little puzzled. He turned to look at Lin Yuan.
"Mengyue's cousin is also a SWAT officer, and she went to the SWAT team to experience shooting."
Hearing this, Wang Zhihai was even more reassured. To pass the strict review of the SWAT team and go to the shooting range, her disposition must be fine.
"I see. Then I am relieved. Captain, we are ready. Please give the order."
Wang Zhihai had already transformed himself into the identity of an ordinary soldier. Since it was decided who the captain was, he had to give sufficient respect. Otherwise, if he pleased both sides, it would inevitably lead to chaos in the future.
Wu Tian also returned the salute, slung the gun over his back, and solemnly said, "Wu Tian guarantees to complete the mission!"
Her heart was also very excited; this represented great trust.
Lin Yuan gave Wu Tian an encouraging look, then turned and ordered, "Depart for rescue!" After speaking, he led the team downstairs.
Wu Tian also continued to lead the team with the gun on her back.
The team members were initially a bit strange, wondering if Captain Wang had so easily handed over the gun to her.
However, in the subsequent training, they would understand why Wang Zhihai had given the gun to Wu Tian.
As for Lin Yuan, who had already reached the eighth floor, he almost jumped up with joy.
It felt so good, finally, I'm not the only one getting beaten.
It truly felt so good!