Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

"Come on, everyone, gather around; let’s look at the map!"

Zhang Su took out a paper map from the car and spread it out on the hood, then began assigning tasks to the personnel. Judging by eye, there were still about thirty thousand zombies left, which needed to be divided into six to eight waves and lured away sequentially. There were many details during the connection and operation, and to ensure no mistakes, everyone and every vehicle must be ready at all times!

Finally, it was determined that eight cars would be responsible for attracting the zombies, while the remaining dozen or so vehicles would be on standby, ready to step in when issues arose.

"Boss Zhang, I have some experience in attracting zombie hordes. I can drive alongside and assist."

Ma Changshou, who was rather idle and didn’t even make the standby group, expressed his desire to contribute.

After laying down the burden of being the village chief, Ma Changshou had been living leisurely, wandering around the vegetable shed, pig and sheep pens, and chicken and duck houses every day, eager to stretch his old arms and legs.

Zhao Dezhu smiled and said, "Old Ma, even though you haven’t been assigned a task, you can’t completely relax. Our mission is like toilet paper; the part that’s actually used is just a tiny bit, while the rest is to prevent dirtying our hands."

"You idiot, your metaphor makes it seem like we’re the part that’s stained with shit..."

Zhao Dezhu’s words left Zhang Su confused.

"I misspoke, misspoke, hehe, sorry, everyone, I misspoke..."

Zhao Dezhu quickly apologized to his companions who had peculiar expressions.

"Old Ma, I know you’re capable, but we need to give more opportunities to the young ones. The Reserve Team members are eager for practical experience. If you have ideas, you can share some of your experience with them."

Ma Changshou nodded; having some task was better than feeling nonexistent.

Zhang Su patted Ma Changshou’s shoulder and then addressed the group: "Last time, when we cleaned up the Cyan Dragon Corps, we had help from friends from Bridge Town. They were experienced, and the terrain was open, so there was no danger. This time it’s just us, and we have to lure them north and west. Although there are fewer zombies than last time, the difficulty hasn’t decreased at all. Stay alert!"

After saying this, he saw everyone’s faces were grave and continued to appease them: "The overall plan is complex, interlinked, but you don’t need to remember others’ tasks. Just remember whom you need to connect with and where to go, and that’s enough. Standby group, as your name suggests, stay on standby, observe carefully, learn; any questions?"

"No questions!"

"Alright, let’s start!"

After a period of chaos, the zombie horde had gradually regained calm, leaving no more time for discussion.

Everyone returned to their vehicles, and besides cars, electric mopeds still had some use. Motorcycles and bicycles, however, were outright dismissed by Zhang Su—not because motorcycles weren’t capable but because their noise was too loud, potentially causing unnecessary trouble, while bicycles lacked mobility.

Attracting zombies was not difficult for Celestial Horse Island’s Elite Corps members, but everyone was still extremely cautious in face of the massive zombie horde.

The first to set off were Lu Yubo and Zhao Dezhu, both seasoned veterans, smoothly skimming a large chunk off the zombie horde.

In the past, Lu Yubo would definitely circle around twice to lure away as many zombies as possible. But this time, even someone impulsive like him was very cautious, not daring to be greedy, leading approximately three to four thousand zombies slowly north, sprawling out over highways and barren fields, somewhat spectacular.

Following them were Tan Huajun and Zhao Xue, two women who were not inferior to men, experienced, with no unexpected events occurring. Subsequently, Yuwen led Yu Qing, Qi Xiaoshuai, and Jia Shiqin, Chen Hanzhou and Liu Tianji...

One after another, occasionally encountering zombies that went astray or got left behind, Zhang Su immediately had standby group members fill in, pulling those zombies back into the group to follow the vehicles. Overall, it was very skilled, each step closely linked to the next.

Cars waiting on the field ridge drove away one by one, with reserve team members who hadn’t been called upon watching as the zombies were slowly lured away by their companions, faces showing admiration. The seemingly simple task was absolutely not easy to execute!

First, it’s a test of psychological endurance, naturally, technique is also crucial. Control of direction and speed must be adjusted according to actual situations; it’s not merely flooring the gas pedal to solve problems.

Soon, the zombie horde had been reduced to only about six to seven thousand left, and an hour had passed. The horde was discovered at 3 PM, and now the sky was gradually growing dark.

Some vehicles returned and rejoined the waiting group, their expressions completely different from before, tension turning into relaxation.

"Dachao, you guys go first; Xinyu and I will wrap things up!"

Zhang Su, sitting on the hood of the FJ Cruiser, said to Guo Dachao beside him.

"Alright, then I’m off!"

Guo Dachao was driving the Camry seized from Liu Shijie, with Yang Wenjie in the passenger seat. The couple working together, gave off a stable vibe.

However, when the car moved to attract the zombies, many people furrowed their brows slightly with puzzled expressions.

According to the usual procedure, a vehicle creates noise as it passes the edge of the zombie horde, driving carefully, sufficient to attract at least over two thousand zombies to chase it. The actual situation was indeed like this; when the Camry honked, a large group of zombies charged towards the car like wolves, immediately tearing through the already small zombie horde, with nearly half of the zombies running after the car.

Something unexpected happened right then.

Guo Dachao drove the Camry in a circle around the outskirts, the car bumping along the fields, not moving quickly but not panicking either. However, he didn’t drive along the fixed route but instead made a slow turn, heading towards the scattered zombies on the wilderness!

"Hey, Younger Brother Zhang, is he... planning to take all the remaining zombies away?"

Yang Liehuo immediately saw Guo Dachao’s intention.

"That’s too risky; honey, quickly tell him not to be reckless..."

Zheng Xinyu felt somewhat anxious beside him.

"He’s with his wife; why is he doing this, trying to show off in front of her?" Pan Guoliang frowned and scratched his head, thinking this move wasn’t good.

"This guy..."

Zhang Su knew well that Guo Dachao wasn’t showing off nor trying to impress Yang Wenjie, rather his strict self-discipline was driving him, reckoning there were not many zombies left and thinking of taking them all at once...

What Zhang Su didn’t know was that Guo Dachao had another reason motivating him—previously, when Yang Wenjie was injured, during the fight against the Cyan Dragon Corps, both he and Yang Wenjie had barely contributed, and Yang Wenjie ended up seriously injured. It left him with a burden in his heart.

"Hey, hey, Dachao, what are you doing? Hurry and leave, don’t be reckless!"

Zhang Su grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted.

"Brother Su, don’t worry, leave the remaining zombies to me!"

Guo Dachao replied tone calmly, giving off a very reassuring vibe, but the next second he turned pale.

Just as he spoke, the vehicle failed to avoid a pit on the field ridge—or didn’t even notice it—bam, the car awkwardly jolted. When it landed, the front axle directly broke, with the right front wheel twisted aside as if sprained, the car naturally couldn’t move, completely immobilized.

Yet, zombies from all directions wouldn’t stop chasing because the car had stalled, crazily charging towards the Camry!