The fat man grabbed Zhu Tong by the collar of his clothes and almost lifted him up, "Where is the signal station? Take me there."

Zhu Tong was stunned for a few seconds, then carefully freed his precious clothes and said, "Follow me."

The fat man immediately dragged his heavy body to follow, and the three little kids were not far behind, leaving only Brother Yong to look after the house.

The signal station is actually in the administrative building, located on the rooftop above the top floor. After the end of the world, I don’t know if the earth’s magnetic field has changed, and many communication equipment have lost their function. It can only be managed when the weather is good at high altitudes.

Some signals were received. Obviously, the weather today was not good, but Fan Cheng was a good character and still sent the distress signal to the survivor base in the neighboring city.

Under the leadership of Zhu Tong, Fatty was able to reach the rooftop directly. A simple room was built on the rooftop specifically to place communication equipment. There were four technicians in the room busy shouting something on the communicator at the moment. The communication equipment looked very complicated.

It's crude, like the kind carried on the backs of communication soldiers in the army, but the effect is obviously better than expected.

"This is the Fancheng base... Zizi... we are attacked by zombies... Zizi... requesting rescue; this is... Zizi... Fancheng base, we... Zizi... are attacked by zombies... Zizi...

...Attack the city, ask for rescue..." The signal was unstable and there was strong noise. The same sentence was repeated over and over again, and the other party's voice seemed to be hoarse.

"Hey, hey, we are at the Jiangdong base. We received your call for help..." A technician shouted loudly with a walkie-talkie, but the other party didn't seem to hear it. It was still the same "This is... Ziz... Fancheng"

At the base, we... are being attacked by zombies... attacking the city, asking for help..."

The technician turned his head to look at Zhu Tong helplessly and said, "The other party may be using loop playback, not a real person asking for help."

Having said that, everyone can hear that it is a real person speaking over there, otherwise the tone of voice would not be different every time. And the voice is getting hoarse, but I don’t know why the other party still refuses to respond to their words.

reply.

The fat man stepped forward and grabbed the technician's walkie-talkie. The technician glared and wanted to get angry, but was silenced by Zhu Tong's look.

The fat man held the talk button of the walkie-talkie and said, "I am Fatty. Wei Mingyang, who are you?"

"I've tried many times, but the other party won't answer at all." The technician sneered unhappily, but the fat man was in no mood to pay attention to him. Sure enough, the sound came from the speaker. "This is...Ziz...Fancheng Base,

Let’s… Zizi… wait. Wei Mingyang? Fat brother??”

The technician's face was filled with disdain like "I'll just tell you." His eyes widened in disbelief, but the fat man's expression was very serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Yes, I am Wei Ming

Yang, who are you??"

"Fat Brother? You are really Fat Brother! I am Yue Lan, Fat Brother. Fat Brother, haven't you already..., I thought you have.... Fat Brother, I didn't expect to hear your voice again, I miss You, wuwuwu~~~!" The other party was so excited that he was a little incoherent, and even choked up and started crying as he spoke.

The fat man's face softened a little, "Okay, stop crying, what's going on?"

"Fat brother, Fancheng is surrounded by zombies. I stand on the city wall and look over. They are all densely packed with zombies. However, they haven't launched an attack yet. They seem to be waiting for something. I guess their boss hasn't arrived yet.

, Fat brother, please don’t come, it’s too dangerous.”

Zhu Tong: "..." If it's so dangerous that no one can do it, why ask for help~!!

Zhu Tong suddenly understood. Could this be the reason why the other party never replied? In order to give the survivors in his base a glimmer of hope, he had to ask for help, but because he did not want the survivors from other bases to die, so

That's why they ignored the rescue responses from other bases.

At this moment, Zhu Tong felt a little fond of Yue Lan.

"You find a place to hide yourself. If you can't catch the rescue, I will go find you after the zombie siege is over." Fatty said.

Yue Lan wiped away tears and choked up, "There are so many zombies, where can I hide? Fat brother, what's going on? They said they saw you being eaten by zombies, but how can you still..., I guess, I should."

It wasn’t those bitches who harmed you!!”

Zhu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the fat man unexpectedly, but his expression was very cold, "Don't worry about so much, just take care of yourself."

"No, Fat Brother, are those bitches really plotting against you? Damn it, I..." Yue Lan was so angry with his own brain supply that he overturned the table on the spot and wanted to rush out and kill people with his knife.

.

"Did you hear what I said?" The fat man shouted angrily. Even though he was as fat as a steamed bun, he usually had a cheerful temper and was better than Maitreya Buddha, but this shout frightened Yue.

Lan trembled three times, then decisively shut up.

The fat man took a deep breath, softened his tone, and said, "Brother will avenge his hatred on his own, please give me some peace of mind."

"I know, Fat Brother." Yue Lan said wiltedly.

"Also, you have to keep the matter of my brother's life a secret. If you dare to leak a word, don't call me brother again in the future."

"Don't worry, Fat Brother, I will never reveal your whereabouts, otherwise there will be thunder and lightning." Yue Lan raised his hand and cursed.

"Okay, find a place to hide and wait for me to pick you up."

"I know, Fat Brother." Yue Lan smiled shyly and decisively turned off the communicator.

Zhu Tong: "..." Damn, you didn't even send a distress signal. Can you have some professional ethics~!

Throwing the intercom back to the technician, the fat man turned to Zhu Tong and said, "When will we set off?"

"We are gathering manpower now. Once we have enough manpower, we will set off immediately," Zhu Tong said.

The fat man nodded, "Remember to notify me when the time comes."

Zhu Tong nodded in agreement, and the fat man turned around and left with his three little tails. Returning to the small earthen house, the fat man sent Brother Yong away, and then stood in front of him with the three little kids. Of course, his key point

The person speaking was Mengmeng, "You also heard that I have my friend in Fancheng. Even if it was surrounded by zombies, I promised to save him. It's very dangerous there now. You are still young, so I can't take him with me."

You went to die, so you... ow~!"

Before the fat man finished speaking, Mengmeng flipped his palm and summoned a frying pan from nowhere, and smeared it directly on the fat man's face. With a "bang" sound, the fat man's white and tender meat whirled.

His steamed bun face was turned into pot stickers, and he covered his face in pain and knelt down to beat it wildly.

Mengmeng put the pan back into the farm warehouse, kicked the fat man hard, then turned around and walked away proudly.

Sang Sang and Xiao Dai Mao followed immediately. The fat man looked at the thin but straight backs of the three little kids through his fingers and smiled helplessly.

——The team is so heart-warming, I’m so touched, woo woo woo~~!!!

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[By the way, I will definitely update as long as I don’t ask for leave. It’s just that it’s very late. I’m sorry, I’ll try to be early tomorrow, haha~~!

ps: In this chapter, Jun Yuelan who kindly pretends to be dead is guest-starred by Moonlight Binglan’s relatives and friends. This guy really can’t be autistic. I’ll just make do with it, I’m sorry~!
Chapter completed!