Chapter 119: Wait Until Dark.

Chapter 119: Wait Until Dark.

Outside the neighborhood.

Li Yanhong and the others were all waiting outside.

On a flatbed cart lay a girl, her body stained with blood, her face pale.

She was the younger sister from the brother-sister pair that had been rescued from the hotel earlier.

Li Yanhong had mentioned before that the brother's name was Jia Zheng, and the sister was Jia Yingying. When she was young, a car accident had injured her spine. At the time, their family had no money, and they missed the window for treatment, leaving her unable to walk.

With the current state of medical care, this kind of injury was a death sentence.

Wang Ke was only a trainee nurse, capable of handling simple wound dressings, but a gunshot wound through the body was beyond her skills and would only hasten the girl's death if she tried.

"Please save my sister! She's had bad luck all her life. I'll do anything for you, be your servant for life!"

Seeing Wu Heng come out, Jia Zheng knelt on the ground, knocking his head hard on the pavement multiple times.

Everyone knew she was beyond saving.

It was all up to whether Wu Heng had any means to save her.

Wu Heng glanced at them and said, "You all stay outside. Li Yanhong, push the cart and follow me. Whether she lives or not will depend on her luck."

He didn't want to watch someone die, but he couldn't guarantee anything.

Li Yanhong pushed the cart and followed him into the neighborhood.

Behind them, Jia Zheng's voice could still be heard, "Thank you, thank you so much."

Inside the neighborhood.

Wu Heng had the Skeletons carry the girl into a room.

The room was filled with bottles, jars, various tools, and ground medicinal herbs.

Wu Heng turned to the Gnome Skeleton and said, "See if she can be saved."

The Gnome Skeleton squatted down, undoing the bandages.

A gush of blood immediately spurted out, spreading across the floor.

After a brief examination of the wound.

The Gnome Skeleton pulled out a scalpel from the side and began cutting around the wound.

Its bony fingers reached directly into the bloody flesh and pulled out the bullet.

Then, it retrieved some finely ground red powder from a cabinet and sprinkled it on the wound before stitching it up.

Wu Heng recognized the herb.

It was from the Demon Red Flower, a key ingredient in healing potions.

After the wound was stitched up, the girl was given a potion to drink.

Instantly, her face looked better, no longer as white as paper.

"It's in your hands now." Wu Heng patted the Gnome's shoulder and left the room.

The Alchemist seemed even more professional than he had expected.

At least it could stitch wounds.

…

As Wu Heng exited the stairwell, Li Yanhong was waiting by the door.

"How is she?"

"She's fine now. She'll need some time to recover. Keep her here for now." Wu Heng continued, "Tell me what happened."

Li Yanhong explained, "Around noon, an armored vehicle drove into the shop and started shooting randomly. Everyone else got injured, but Jia Yingying was hit directly. The gunfire attracted the patrolling Skeletons, and they shot at the Skeletons, which then killed them."

The patrolling Skeletons were Level 5 Skeletons with basic souls.

Wu Heng's orders for them were to avoid attacking humans.

This was primarily to protect Li Yanhong and her group, as well as to avoid attacking passing survivors.

But the rule was that no one could attack the Skeletons.

If someone did, they would be considered enemies and face retaliation.

Those guys probably didn't know what the Skeletons were and panicked when they saw them, firing immediately.

They were then swarmed by the Skeletons.

With the number of Skeletons now, and several Level 10 and above, they didn't stand a chance of escaping. Even if they made it back to their vehicle, they wouldn't have gotten away.

Unless they had a tank.

"Were they from the prison?"

"I think so. The prison hasn't responded to the deception of survivors over the past few days. They were probably planning this attack to kill us all," Li Yanhong said, her face growing grim.

Although the attackers had all been killed.

There was still a lingering fear.

It felt like one of those situations where you argue with someone online, leaving them speechless and feeling triumphant.

But then that person buys a ticket and shows up at your door.

The real-life danger of this situation was terrifying.

To actually track them down and attempt to kill them in such an environment.

That kind of audacity and ruthlessness was beyond ordinary criminals.

"How did the prison figure out our location?" Wu Heng asked.

"I'm not sure," Li Yanhong thought for a moment and then said, "The people who joined us yesterday have been separated. I'm not sure if they're involved."

It seemed she was suspicious of the eight newcomers from the previous day.

But they had no reason to give away their location.

Unless they had prior contact with the prison before joining.

"Let's go ask them."

The two of them approached the bodies.

Wu Heng cast [Speak with Dead], and one of the corpses suddenly sat up.

Its hollow eyes stared at them.

Wu Heng asked directly, "Where did you come from?"

The corpse answered, "South City Prison."

Li Yanhong had guessed right; they were from the prison, seeking revenge.

"How did you know where the auto repair shop was?"

"Some new survivors arrived at the prison, and they were from nearby. They provided a rough location, and we spotted the repair shop sign when we got here."

Wu Heng glanced at Li Yanhong, who was now frowning deeply.

It wasn't the eight people from yesterday who gave them away.

Instead, it was the shop's sign that had exposed their location.

Wu Heng asked, "How many of you came?"

"Twelve."

"What was your plan?"

"Go to the auto repair shop, capture the woman on the radio, and kill everyone else." The corpse answered.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and asked, "Which route did you take?"

"From the north, passing the Yanghai Hotel."

After the fifth question, the corpse collapsed back with a thud.

The situation was now clear.

Survivors in the area knew the repair shop's location and had shared it with the prison.

The attackers were desperate men who had driven here to kill.

"What do you think?" Wu Heng asked Li Yanhong.

Li Yanhong stood there thinking for a while before speaking softly, "We either deal with them or relocate to another place."

Wu Heng nodded, "Check the vehicles. Tomorrow, we head to South City Prison."

"Okay!"

Wu Heng continued, "What about the guns they brought?"

"They're with us. You weren't here earlier, and I was worried they might have more people, so I had someone hold onto them," Li Yanhong explained.

"Bring them all to me. You holding onto the guns is more dangerous."

"Alright, I'll bring them over."

After Li Yanhong left, Wu Heng went to check on the young girl.

She was still unconscious, but her complexion had improved.

The wound had clotted under the effects of the medicinal powder and was no longer bleeding.

The healing potions from the magical world were indeed effective.

Fortunately, Wu Heng had a Gnome Alchemist; otherwise, the girl would have been left to die slowly.

Not long after, Li Yanhong returned with the rifles and submachine guns.

Along with some blue stab-proof vests.

Wu Heng said, "Keep the vests. Make sure to wear them tomorrow when we set out."

"Got it!" Li Yanhong left with the vests.

Wu Heng then equipped Second Big Guy with iron armor.

Standing next to Big Guy, the two Skeletons looked at each other.

Wu Heng converted the rest of the bodies into Skeletons and returned to his residence.

…

The next morning.

Several trucks were parked in the middle of the road.

In addition to the four trucks from before, three more large trucks had been added, their sides reinforced with welded iron plates and steel bars.

"The trucks are all in good shape, right?" Wu Heng asked.

Li Yanhong nodded, "Yes, they were checked overnight."

"Let's get going. No time to waste."

"Alright!"

The drivers got into the trucks, and Wu Heng directed the Skeletons to board as well. A dense swarm of Skeletons emerged from the neighborhood and climbed into the truck beds.

Wu Heng sat in the small passenger vehicle again, accompanied by Big Head Skeleton, Barson, Bagdong, and several other high-level Skeletons.

Once everything was ready,

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Move out!"

All the vehicles roared to life, forming a long convoy as they drove forward.

The journey was smooth.

The occasional stray zombies on the road weren't worth bothering with.

…

South City Prison.

A group of shirtless men sat around playing cards.

Nearby, women with exposed skin, marked with whip scars, carefully refilled their cups and cleaned the overflowing ashtrays.

They cautiously served the men.

"Brother Long, Old Six and his crew didn't come back yesterday. Do you think something happened?" a man with a cigarette in his mouth asked as he pulled a woman close, groping her body.

Chen Jinlong tossed his cards and said, "They should've been back by now."

"There's no way something went wrong, right? The repair shop they took a bunch of guns from last time."

"Those country bumpkins don't know how to use guns. They probably don't even know how to shoot. Old Six is a pro with a gun."

"Even if they don't know how, they could still hit someone just spraying bullets," another man retorted.

Chen Jinlong didn't respond. After an entire day without any word, it was possible something had gone wrong.

"Tell the brothers to stay alert tonight. Tomorrow, we'll send a team to check it out," Chen Jinlong said.

"Brother Long, are you worried the people from the repair shop will come looking for us? Isn't that a bit much? With our walls so high, unless they can fly, they'll just get shot."

Chen Jinlong nodded, "Better to be cautious. Pass on my orders."

"Understood!"

With that, no one felt like playing cards anymore.

They tossed their cards on the table and left the room to carry out their orders.

…

The night was dark and overcast.

Wu Heng's convoy moved under the cover of night, entering the village below the prison.

This was where they had previously traded for the rifles.

There were no zombies, and the prison hadn't set up any checkpoints.

Everyone disembarked.

A large number of Skeletons jumped off the trucks, the sound of bones clattering filling the air.

"Qiangzi, you and your group stay here and watch the vehicles," Wu Heng ordered.

"Got it."

"Boss, let me come with you. I want to avenge my sister," Jia Zheng said directly.

"Your sister isn't dead yet. What revenge? Follow my orders. Keep an ear on the radio, and if there's danger, come pick us up," Wu Heng said firmly.

Jia Zheng wanted to protest but realized he'd be useless in the fight.

His combat ability wasn't even close to that of the Skeletons.

So, he nodded and agreed, ready to do his part.

After confirming with everyone.

Wu Heng said, "Let's move."

Clatter!

The Skeleton army, taking advantage of the night, swiftly advanced forward.

After walking a distance,

They could see the prison illuminated by searchlights in the distance.

Searchlights?

This place still had power for such equipment?

Although surprised by the prison's lighting, the situation on the walls was clear.

The walls were about six meters high, with a barbed wire fence on top.

Four watchtowers, each equipped with searchlights.

In addition to the patrols with rifles, two machine guns could also be seen.

The team halted, concealed in the darkness.

Li Yanhong moved closer and whispered, "What now? This looks tough to crack."

"Wait until dark. I doubt they won't get tired."