Rebirth Stockpiling: The Little Girl Sweeps Through the Apocalypse-Chapter 430

Tang Jun did not kill them, but he also didn’t let the matter slide.

He directly expelled them and their families from the base.

Though they pleaded repeatedly, insisting that they and their families would have nowhere to survive outside the base, Tang Jun remained unmoved.

Left with no choice, the group had no option but to leave in disgrace.

Tang Jun, accompanied by the now-recovered Tang Yanchi, approached Yun Xiaoxiao and Lu Chen.

“Thank you for arriving in time to save us.”

His previously arrogant demeanor had softened into one of humility and respect.

After speaking, he nudged Tang Yanchi’s back, signaling him to express his gratitude.

Tang Yanchi glanced at Yun Xiaoxiao, his ears turning slightly red.

“Uh… thanks,” he muttered, forcing out the words.

His ears grew even redder afterward.

“Mm,” Yun Xiaoxiao responded indifferently, completely oblivious to his reaction.

Her mind was still preoccupied with the frustration of having let Tong Zhan escape.

The scene was a mess.

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By the time things were nearly settled, Ling Jing and the others arrived.

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Upon hearing what had transpired, Nie Yizhou patted his chest in relief.

“Good thing we changed our minds earlier and split into two groups.”

Otherwise, another tragedy might have unfolded.

When they learned that Tong Zhan had fled, Shen Yan’s expression darkened.

His fists clenched, but he said nothing.

Later, the group accompanied Tang Jun to the radio room at Xiangrui Base.

Tang Jun and Shen Yan each relayed in detail the events that had occurred at their respective bases—including Tong Zhan’s words, his abilities, and his brutality.

They hoped everyone would take this as a warning.

If Tong Zhan reappeared, they must not be swayed by his deception.

Instead, they needed to unite and expose this monstrous threat.

Shortly after their broadcast, Rong City Base also sent out a message.

Yun Xiaoxiao and the others then learned that another base, Hai Base, had also fallen victim to Tong Zhan’s schemes.

Not long after, Western Base followed suit, revealing that Tong Zhan had infiltrated their ranks and severely injured Peng Shaowei.

Suddenly, every major base that received the news was on high alert.

Before, the existence of a “Zombie King” had seemed distant, almost abstract.

But now, with one base after another falling prey to his attacks, the sheer terror of this figure became undeniable.

Of course, disclosing the truth served two purposes.

First, it allowed other bases to prepare—so that if Tong Zhan appeared, they wouldn’t panic and leave themselves vulnerable.

Second, it encouraged everyone to issue immediate alerts if Tong Zhan resurfaced.

That way, even if Yun City’s forces couldn’t arrive in time, nearby bases could step in to assist.

But from that day onward, Tong Zhan vanished without a trace.

No further news of him emerged.

The world was vast, and despite Yun Xiaoxiao and the others’ determination to track him down, their efforts proved futile.

Time passed swiftly—two months went by.

With Tong Zhan still missing, the next wave of the “Purge the Undead” campaign was postponed for over a month.

But if they delayed any longer, the zombies would only evolve into more terrifying creatures.

By then, they wouldn’t just be dealing with Tong Zhan—they’d face an even greater number of high-level zombies.

Compounding the threat, mutated flora and fauna were multiplying rapidly, growing stronger by the day.

Everyone knew they couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

After discussions, the major bases unanimously agreed to launch the Purge the Undead campaign in full force.

Hua Country was divided into five war zones: East, South, West, North, and Central.

Each zone’s military forces were composed of members from the region’s major bases.

However, to ensure their own bases’ security, none committed their full strength—only a portion of their forces were deployed.

This time, the approach was different.

During the last campaign, extreme winter conditions had limited them to targeting only a few major cities.

Now, they aimed for thorough eradication.

Once assembled, each war zone would systematically reclaim city after city, sweeping horizontally across the region to eliminate every last zombie.

The goal was clear: restore humanity as the undisputed rulers of the land.

To stay updated on Tong Zhan’s whereabouts, Yun Xiaoxiao issued a call for communications engineers and electricians, offering rewards for their service.

Yun City dispatched helicopters to collect these specialists from various bases.

Many of them had been marginalized in their previous bases, overlooked and undervalued.

So when Yun City came calling, there was little resistance.

Given Yun City’s current standing, most were willing to oblige.

For those who had been at the bottom of their bases’ hierarchies, losing hope in life, being chosen by Yun City was a moment of pride.

They finally felt useful.

Under Yun City’s protection, these specialists were sent to key cities across Hua Country to repair communication towers and power grids.

Now, anyone nearby could access electricity and make phone calls as long as they were within range.

This way, even ordinary people could directly communicate with other locations in emergencies.

They wouldn’t have to rely solely on that single radio set in the major bases.

For instance, if someone discovered Tong Zhan’s whereabouts,

it would be disastrous if they couldn’t contact Yun City directly and had to return to their affiliated major base first to send a radio message.

By the time the base relayed the information to Yun City and Yun Xiaoxiao’s team rushed over, the opportunity would be long gone.

At that point, forget about Tong Zhan—they wouldn’t even catch a glimpse of a ghost.

Unbeknownst to them, the zombie-slaying army from the Western Base had been fighting nonstop for half a month.

During this time, they had advanced from the westernmost edge, reclaiming three cities along the way.

The towns and surrounding areas under these cities’ jurisdictions had also been thoroughly cleared.

Survivors hiding in remote corners, unable to receive radio transmissions, were initially stunned when they encountered the zombie-slaying army, convinced they were hallucinating.

When they realized it was real, many broke down in tears.

Isolated in the wilderness and lacking extraordinary abilities, they had neither the courage nor the means to reach a major base.

Stranded in small hideouts with just a handful of others, they had been barely clinging to survival.

Just as they were on the verge of giving up, salvation arrived.

Suddenly, it felt like they had been granted a new lease on life.

The emptiness in their eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope.

That day, after wiping out the zombies in a small town, the soldiers scattered to rest in small groups.

One man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

“This damn weather—hotter than hell, without even a breeze.”

He took a deep swig of cold water after grumbling.

“But don’t you think this went way smoother than the battle before the extreme cold hit?”

Another soldier remarked, fanning his sweat-soaked collar.