The residential area where Ye Fan resides is about a hundred meters away from the property office. This time, Wang Hu and Li Biao left him there while they teamed up to fetch the fire axe.
After going downstairs, they got on Ye Fan's sidecar motorcycle.
Li Biao's gun was out of bullets, so he served as the driver this time.
Wang Hu sat in the sidecar, set up his Model 36 submachine gun, and the motorcycle sped out of the courtyard.
Ye Fan wanted to see how they were doing, but he was anxious because he couldn't see.
Nana prompted, "Sir, without radar, I can currently monitor Red Alert units within three hundred meters. Within this range, you can switch your viewpoint to any Red Alert soldier. Would you like to switch?"
"So there's a function like this? That's great. Switch to Wang Hu for me."
In Ye Fan's game interface, the main screen, previously black, suddenly lit up.
It was like a CS-style competition game, and Ye Fan saw Wang Hu's hand holding the gun.
Li Biao's driving skills were excellent. After the two of them drove the motorcycle out of the neighborhood, quite a few zombies rushed towards them from the roadside.
Li Biao accelerated, the motorcycle shot out, ditching the zombies, and rushed to the front of the property office.
Wang Hu jumped out of the vehicle, used the butt of his gun to smash the glass and rushed inside, running out with a fire axe in less than ten seconds.
Getting back on the vehicle, the zombies had approached, and Wang Hu began to shoot.
With 90 bullets, Wang Hu's shooting frequency increased significantly, and the Model 36 submachine gun truly showed its power.
Amidst the spraying fire, zombies fell one after another.
Though the accuracy while moving was still not very high, the impact of the gun alone could temporarily knock down the zombies.
They didn't head back to the neighborhood; instead, they deliberately lured the zombies away a bit, then suddenly turned and accelerated back to the neighborhood.
The speed of the motorcycle was fast, and after turning, the zombies behind lost their target.
When they returned to the neighborhood, less than twenty zombies followed them.
Managing to achieve this effect, Ye Fan was very satisfied.
The two returned upstairs with the fire axe, both looking somewhat tired.
"Sir, we need to eat something to replenish our energy."
"Alright, what do you want to eat?"
Wang Hu and Li Biao took out their rations from their backpacks, which consisted of compressed biscuits and canned meat.
Ye Fan tried a bit and found the taste not that great, merely filling but not a delicacy.
"Is this all you eat?"
"Yes, this is a meal's ration. Eating one meal a day can sustain life but won't fill you up."
"Does anyone among you cook?" Ye Fan wasn't keen on cooking.
"Reporting to the sir, we are all combat members, without any cooking skills, and even if we tried, we wouldn't learn them."
While Wang Hu spoke, Li Biao mostly remained silent, following Wang Hu's lead, probably because he was born first.
"Then I have to cook for you every meal?" Ye Fan didn't want his soldiers to always eat dry rations. Wang Hu had said that it was just a ration for one meal.
Red Alert soldiers are real people; they need to eat, sleep, and rest. They just rest for a shorter time, falling into a deep sleep quickly, and four hours a day is enough.
This issue couldn't be answered by Wang Hu, so Nana answered Ye Fan's query in his mind.
"Sir, when you obtain the company commander authority, the production sequence will include a logistic support team, so you won't have to cook yourself then."
"Company commander? I haven't even reached platoon leader yet."
"Then perhaps, sir, you could accept some survivors to help with the cooking."
Ye Fan instinctively shook his head. He never considered accepting survivors, at least not now when he doesn't have the ability yet.
Because he was already anxious to leave this place as soon as possible, return to his hometown a thousand miles away, and see his parents, then look for his sister at her school.
He planned to achieve more than a squad's strength and promote himself to platoon leader before leaving, and now it seems it will take a few more days.
Reluctantly, Ye Fan got up to cook.
Ye Fan could eat quite a lot. He cooked his meal at three times his usual amount, but these two Red Alert soldiers truly amazed him.
A pot of rice and two large plates of dishes were easily finished, and they even seemed not fully satisfied.
"You have quite an appetite."
"Reporting to the sir, each Red Alert soldier's appetite is twice that of an average adult male, though slightly less than yours, sir," Wang Hu said with pride.
Ye Fan coughed lightly and refrained from commenting further on this issue.
After Wang Hu and Li Biao were full, they immediately prepared to collect gold and silver within the neighborhood.
"First, deal with those zombies downstairs and let Li Biao also upgrade to a one-star senior private."
Ye Fan ordered, and the two soldiers went downstairs, trying to use bayonets for silent kills to avoid attracting more zombies.
The two coordinated to knock down the zombies, then let Li Biao finish them off.
Though slower, it seemed risk-free.
Every Red Alert soldier is an excellent warrior, not overconfident, not reckless, and never making mistakes, gradually reducing the number of zombies.
Finally, as night descended, the courtyard's zombies were completely cleared.
Li Biao also finally ascended to a one-star senior private.
At night, Ye Fan watched from upstairs as zombies on the other side of the street began to become active, and he ordered Wang Hu and Li Biao to withdraw.
Like wild beasts, zombies are noticeably more active at night. With his current limited strength, it's best not to venture out.
Wang Hu and Li Biao returned and brought back some gains for Ye Fan: 122 money.
Over twenty zombies, with about half being women, and some child zombies without any accessories, contributed their trinkets collected from the bodies of seven or eight people.
"People here aren't very wealthy. Once there's more strength, it's better to hit jewelry stores or banks, or at least visit some upscale areas."
At Ye Fan's workplace, the boss even had a gold bull ornament on the desk, weighing over two pounds. If he could get his hands on that, he could immediately deploy over twenty soldiers and fear nothing.
However, the company is a bit far and Ye Fan doesn't have the strength to reach there now.
Without needing commands, Wang Hu and Li Biao automatically distributed tasks, taking turns resting to ensure one stands guard, securing Ye Fan's safety.
Watching the loyal armed soldiers silently pacing by the window, Ye Fan, for the first time, felt that the apocalypse might not be such a bad thing.
However, the night was far from peaceful, with continuous zombie roars sounding outside.
It's the third night since the apocalypse began, and Ye Fan occasionally still hears screams outside.
The screams distinctly came from human voices, likely those found by zombies or failing to escape the city.
From the window, he observed the streetlights still illuminated, and abandoned vehicles piling up on the road—all belonging to people eager to escape the city.
The city is a haven for zombies, and everyone wants to flee, but all the cars are jammed, leaving most people stranded and forced to flee on foot, ultimately becoming food or turning into zombies themselves.
Like wild beasts, the zombies become more active during the night, and survivors attempting to escape in the darkness often vanish without a trace.
"We must hurry; the longer it takes, the more dangerous my parents become."
Based on today's door-smashing activities, Ye Fan estimated that around seventy percent of people have turned into zombies.
The Blue Sea Star is an immensely vast planet with a population nearing one trillion, with Qin Han alone hosting 150 billion people.
Most have mutated, and many survivors have been infected, raising the zombie count possibly exceeding eighty percent of the population.
As more survivors get infected or die, the number of living people dwindles.
However, the initial mutation rate wasn't particularly high, so there's still a significant chance that his parents and sister are alive.
Now, with Red Alert soldiers, even with a one-in-a-thousand chance, Ye Fan must go back and see.
Around two in the morning, while sleeping, Ye Fan heard a prompt from Nana.
"Sir, a supply box has been discovered 210 meters east of you!"
Initially in a groggy sleep, Ye Fan immediately snapped awake.
"Nana, what did you say?"
"A supply box has refreshed 210 meters east of you, with a preservation time of 48 hours. Please retrieve it as soon as possible, sir."
Ye Fan instantly became alert. A supply box is a valuable item.
In Red Alert games, supply boxes randomly contain various items.
Sometimes, they might provide a fully-illuminated Spy Satellite, displaying the entire screen without consuming power.
Occasionally, they might contain tanks, soldiers, or even base building vehicles.
There are also money, star promotions, and other random items, offering a variety of surprises.
In the real world, the contents of such a box might be even more diverse, and Ye Fan was determined to obtain it.