"...If you really encounter other survivor groups, will you actively seek cooperation?" Randy asked, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"I will first try to understand the general nature of the other group and ensure that there is no significant danger before making contact... This is not excessive caution, it's a lesson. After we go back, you can talk to Ms. Shu. Her experiences will greatly help you readjust your worldview. Alright, it's getting late. It would be best if we can find the weapons today. I'm getting tired of constantly bashing their heads in!"

The downfall of Sun Dacheng's gang was a secret, and Hong Tao strictly prohibited spreading this information internally. Randy joined relatively late, so even if she had heard rumors, she didn't know the details, let alone the tragic fate of Shui Nanqin and the others. Hong Tao planned to make an exception and let Mrs. Shu appear to dispel this guy's overly optimistic fantasies.

Leaving the flower bed during lunch break, heading east was a T-junction with a black wall blocking the way. This was the Embassy of the Republic of Korea. Walking a short distance south from the intersection, the black wall suddenly turned into a white wall. This was the Embassy of Brunei. Across the street, there were a group of buildings and two bubble tennis courts, which were the diplomatic apartment complex.

Walking a short distance north from the intersection was also a residential area, so whether going north or south, they had to pass through densely populated areas. It would not be easy to pass through safely without killing a few zombies for three to five days.

Hong Tao chose neither north nor south. He wanted to move forward and enter the Embassy of Korea, climb over the north wall, and the main entrance of the Embassy of the United States would be across the road, perfectly avoiding the high-rise residential buildings at the intersection. This was the advantage of a familiar route. There was no need for on-site exploration. He knew how to go just by relying on his memory. This was what they called geographical advantage.

If it were a different city, Hong Tao would definitely not be so calm. Every step would be difficult, and even finding a small convenience store would make him nervous, not knowing if there were courtyard gates or alleys nearby, and not knowing where there were densely populated areas or passages.

He easily climbed over the electric fence gate and considered himself to have left the country. According to the diplomatic relations convention, the embassy's buildings and land belonged to the host country's territory, but the jurisdiction belonged to the sending country.

There were indeed fewer zombies in the embassy compound, and the buildings were much shorter. There was no need to worry about zombies falling from the sky anymore. In fact, besides the security guards at the entrance, only about a dozen zombies were found in two buildings.

This was not because the Embassy of Korea was small in scale, but according to convention, the staff of various embassies mostly rented nearby, such as in the diplomatic apartment complex. Only the ambassador's family, the counselor's family, and the military attaché's family would live in the embassy, mainly for security and confidentiality reasons.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as the Embassy of the United States they were about to go to. Most of their employees had to and could only live in the embassy. Only peripheral positions like Randy were allowed to rent outside. Of course, it was not just the Embassy of the United States that was like this, the Russian Embassy was the same.

"I let you be my oppa, I let you be my nose bridge..." Hong Tao continued to lead his team as the vanguard, gritting his teeth and slashing away. Soon, the world returned to tranquility.

Because Hong Tao and Randy's team acted too quickly, when Sun Jianshe and Zhang Tao's team, who were at the rear, came in, there were no zombies left to kill. As an experienced comrade in cleaning work, Sun Jianshe didn't idle either and immediately led his two team members to search the main buildings.

The targets were medicine, communication equipment, armor, and weapons. As for other things, they could take whatever they wanted. The rescue team didn't emphasize this aspect too much, as long as they didn't take items from the zombies.

In general, men prefer watches, lighters, game consoles, cameras, and tobacco and alcohol, while women pay more attention to clothing, shoes, cosmetics, and bedding.

"Leader, come and take a look. We found something good in the basement. It's similar to your radio, but bigger!" Sun Jianshe made a gain in this search, a set of Yokogawa brand ratchet wrenches, along with various sizes of sockets, hundreds of them neatly packed in a toolbox. This thing was mainly used for car repairs, which was his old profession. Besides this, he also found some useful things for Hong Tao.

"No need to look. The embassy's radios are all encrypted, but you can go and search carefully again to see if there are any generators. They should be smaller in size, too bulky is not necessary. Let's go, Randy, let's go and see your workplace first."

If they could have a more advanced and higher power radio, that would be great, but the communication equipment in the embassy was definitely not civilian-grade, even if it was more advanced, they could only abandon it. The main goal now was not to scavenge in the Embassy of Korea, but the huge courtyard outside the north wall.

A country's strength cannot be solely reflected from the scale of its embassy, but it is an important parameter. For example, the current Russian Embassy, formerly known as the Soviet Embassy, was the foreign embassy closest to the city center and had the largest area. It not only had office buildings, but also pavilions, towers, and large grasslands.

The same principle applied to the United States, as the world's only superpower, they definitely wouldn't want to build a small embassy in a remote location. Therefore, the Embassy of the United States became the largest and most heavily guarded embassy in the Embassy District of the Third Ring Road.

Other embassies at most used wire fences to enclose their walls, preventing unauthorized personnel from approaching, and stationed armed police at the entrance. The Americans simply blocked off a whole street in front of their embassy, with barricades at both ends of the street.

The country also stationed police cars at the street corners all year round, effectively adding another blockade line outside the embassy. Without special identification, even the street in front of the main entrance couldn't be approached.The wall of the Korean embassy was not high, but you couldn't see outside just by standing there. Hong Tao didn't bring his magic ladder and couldn't be bothered to find one, so he simply found a car key in the ambassador's bedroom and drove the ambassador's car to the edge of the wall. He and Randy stepped on the roof of the car, sticking out half of their heads from behind the barbed wire on the top of the wall, sneakily looking outside.

"My workplace is over there, the tallest building, six floors!" Compared to the walls of the Korean embassy, the walls of the American embassy were more than half a meter higher, and you couldn't see anything inside.

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Randy pointed to a more than ten-story building in the east and introduced it to Hong Tao with a somewhat sad and nostalgic expression. Although he hadn't been in Beijing for long, he had colleagues and friends there. He didn't know if any of them had survived, and even if they did, they were probably few and far between.

"Do you have any important personal items in your office that need to be taken?" Hong Tao raised the binoculars and took a look, then put them down. The building was all glass curtain walls, and you couldn't see inside.

"..." Randy shook her head.

"Then tell me something useful, like the most likely location of the weapons depot!" Even if Randy nodded, Hong Tao wouldn't bring someone to storm the sixth floor to help him retrieve a personal item. The previous inquiry was just a kind of Chinese-style banter, but unfortunately the foreign devil couldn't understand it and spoke in vain.

"It's right below the parking building, on the first floor... or maybe the second floor... I'm not sure if there's a third floor?" Randy pointed to the yellow two-story building in the west. Its top was a rooftop parking lot, and the east and south sides merged with the walls, without a single window.

"It seems like your compatriots don't consider you one of their own. You've been here for a year and haven't been inside a few times, have you?" This range was a bit too big and drew Hong Tao's dissatisfaction, followed naturally by sarcasm.

"Discipline, to describe it in your words, it's strict discipline!" But Hong Tao's sarcasm didn't work, and he didn't know if Randy had thick skin or really couldn't understand, licking his face and making metaphors.

"Now that your superiors are all dead, can you tell me some secrets, like whether the CIA agents know each other or not? Don't rush to deny it, it's fine if you don't know, I'm just curious."

Before, Hong Tao used to make fun of Jiao San for being suspicious, but now he unknowingly followed in Jiao San's footsteps. Once he discovered that the people around him had special identities, he would start to overthink and guess randomly. This fucking human nature, if you're human, you can't escape it.

"Fxxk... you can't always suspect me like this!" Randy's reaction was much more intense than Hong Tao's. She opened her mouth and cursed, and if it weren't for the consideration of identity issues, she probably would have thrown a punch.