Even the territory of a powerful mutated beast would not be this quiet. There was nothing but some weak mutated flies.
Along the way, the only similar situation was in the radiation zone. However, the vegetation here was dense, and all kinds of vines and trees were everywhere. Obviously, it was not a radiation zone.
"Commander, this place is too strange. Why don't we retreat?" Someone said in despair.
Everyone gradually gathered around. Their originally lifeless eyes became even dimmer. Everyone was filled with an aura of death.
The commander looked at them and his heart trembled. He was too familiar with this kind of look. Every time he saw it, it meant that there would be a few more suicide corpses the next morning. To be able to persist until here, everyone was relying on their willpower. Once their willpower relaxed, their spirit would dissipate, and they would have nothing left to live for.
He said bitterly, "We can no longer retreat. Other than moving forward, we have no other way out. Keep going!"
"We would rather die than retreat. There are no cowards in the 312th Battalion!" someone shouted in a low voice.
"Even if we die, we will die on the road." Another person's lips twitched.
Everyone's face was numb, and their eyes were empty like the dead. The team staggered forward. Suddenly, a person fell to the ground. He struggled for a while, but could no longer stand up. The long journey had exhausted the last bit of the soldier's energy and spirit.
His body exuded a foul smell. Someone tore his clothes and found that his chest was completely rotten. His bones could be vaguely seen. Countless maggots were moving around, making people's hair stand on end.
After a short moment of silence, the team moved forward again. The further they went, the more mutated flies there were. In the end, they almost formed a swarm.
A single mutated fly was almost no threat. Even an ordinary person could easily kill it. However, once there were a lot of them, the danger would skyrocket.
Although everyone was extremely careful, there were still people dying one after another. The mutated flies sucked their blood dry, and they fell silently.
The commander looked at the few people left in the team and sighed. His originally determined face was now filled with despair. This time, it was probably impossible to escape.
At this time, someone noticed something strange.
"There are mutated beast carcasses in front of us. They are very fresh. They have not completely turned into white bones."
In the wild, it was very difficult to preserve a corpse for a long time. A newly killed mutated beast, even if there were no other mutated beasts to share the food with, would rot naturally in less than two to three days. A large number of maggots and bacteria would quickly devour and decompose the rare food.
The presence of corpses meant that these mutated beasts had been killed less than three days ago.
"There are traces of bullet holes. Someone has just been here."
"There's a bullet shell here."
"This three-meter-tall mutated beast was split in half by a saber. He either has great strength, or he has a good saber." Someone said in disbelief.
The soldiers discovered corpses one after another, and there were more and more of them. The entire street in front of them was blocked, and the air was filled with the stench of corpses.
Because of the corpses, there were more and more mutated flies in front of them, almost forming a green cloud. The group had no choice but to stop and find a building to hide temporarily.
"Everyone, sit down and analyze. Let's have a discussion," the camp commander said in a low voice after checking the safety of the dilapidated building.
"Now we can be sure that there was a battle between survivors here a few days ago. From the looks of the corpses, it is difficult to estimate the number of corpses. It could be a large survivor team," someone said.
"They have very few guns, and I did not find many bullet shells. At most, the wounds are knife wounds. However, there is one thing I am not sure about. Did the whole city of mutated beasts be killed by that survivor team? If so, the strength of this survivor team is at least equivalent to the strength of a brigade," another person said.
Everyone took a deep breath, but their eyes became brighter and brighter. It was the kind of light of hope.
A brigade had 2,000 to 6,000 people. They had tanks, armored vehicles, and cannons. In a direct confrontation, dozens or even hundreds of level 4 (dark blue) mutated beasts could be easily killed.
"Since there are not many bullets, and most of them are using guns, then they must have a lot of evolved people."
"Evolved people can't be that strong. Although I have not encountered them before, as long as five or six veterans have fought and seen blood, they can be completely subdued or even killed," someone said.
"Evolvers are not that simple. A strong evolver can be as strong as a special force soldier with five or six years of training with just a little bit of training. They might even be stronger and have more potential," the camp commandant shook his head and said.
His identity allowed him to know more about evolved people. If evolved people were really that weak, the army and the government would not have investigated evolved people. Other than maintaining public security, the main reason was to rope them in. Moreover, the division he was in had a special force made up entirely of evolved people. As long as one entered, he would be a captain or a major, and his treatment would be much better than an ordinary major like him. As for the treatment of the government, he was not sure, but he thought it would not be too bad.
"Don't analyze these trifles anymore, it's useless! Since they have cleared the mutated beasts in Jiaping City, it is very likely that they have not left. They might even be planning to use Jiaping as a base to survive. Otherwise, it would be useless and meaningless. The most important thing now is to find them, resupply, and rest. Platoon Leader Wang, take out the map! " He did not know about the existence of puppet worms, and thought that the survivors were planning to use Jiaping City as a base to settle down for a long time.
One of the men with a scar on his face nodded and took out a map carefully wrapped in a plastic bag from his chest and carefully opened it.
It was a map of Jiangnan Province, one and a half meters long and one and a half meters wide. Because it was very large, all the main roads of Jiaping City were clearly visible on the map.
"With the current living environment, there are usually only a few places where they are: air-raid shelters, subway tunnels, and some fortifications. But Jiaping City fell a long time ago, so only the first two are the most likely. The bodies are here, and they can't be too far away from here, so the most likely location should be within a five-kilometer radius of the bodies." He drew a circle on the map and pointed hard.
"But there are three subway stations and an air-raid shelter here?" someone said disappointedly.
"Then let's find them one by one. It's better than blindly throwing away our lives like this!" The battalion commander said in an unquestionable tone, "All the seriously injured stay here. The remaining people who can still fight will be divided into four groups and explore separately. If you do not find them, immediately return. There is no delay. If you find them, be sure to ask them to send reinforcements. We are asking for help now, so our attitude must be good. Even if they ask us to join their team, we will not hesitate. "
If these words were said in the past, there would have been people who would have objected. The military was the most disciplined organization. In the past, this would have been a naked betrayal and the most serious political mistake, but no one expressed any doubts at this time.
"Then let's do it this way. After resting for half an hour, we will immediately set off!" The battalion commander looked slightly excited.
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