"Let's add another car, there's a Dodge Ram van in good condition. It's sturdy, has a large fuel tank, and we don't need to worry about fuel consumption. It's suitable for carrying people and cargo!" Sun Jianshe never forgets his old profession no matter where he goes. At this rate, he probably checked all the vehicles in the embassy.

"Do we have enough drivers?" Hong Tao didn't mind bringing back more good cars, but the drivers wouldn't allow it. Even Shui Nanqin, who hadn't driven much in the past six months, was being used.

"Hehehe, both of your big cars have towing hooks, and with over five liters of displacement, it's not a problem to tow another car behind!" Sun Jianshe didn't have a driver to spare, but he could make do. He was actually planning to use one car to tow another.

"Alright, I won't say more. I'm going into the main building now. If I haven't found anything, I'll come back. Keep in touch!" Hong Tao couldn't say much. The things in the underground arsenal were indeed useful, and it wouldn't hurt to take more. Next time, they wouldn't need so many vehicles, and they wouldn't have to carry so much on their backs.

San Ge's building was bound to be as unconventional as their cheerful personalities. The main building of the Indian embassy was a four-story diamond-shaped villa with a glass dome on the roof. Perhaps due to the light transmittance of the laminated glass, it looked a bit green on cloudy days, as if it were wearing a green hat.

Hong Tao was entering the first floor under the green hat. It didn't matter where he entered from, as almost all the windows and doors had been destroyed by zombies, causing drafts and a foul smell everywhere.

"..." Hong Tao and Randy were familiar with this smell. They glanced at each other and then turned their faces to the second floor, where the smell was coming from.

Randy's military service had not been in vain. She immediately knew what to do, raising her pistol and aiming it at the staircase. Hong Tao understood and began to search the first floor stealthily, holding a shield in one hand and a gun in the other.

The structure of the first floor was relatively simple, with a huge living room occupying almost three-quarters of the area. The living room was almost empty, with only a sofa, coffee table, piano, fireplace, and bar counter, and not much furniture that could provide hiding spaces.

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The bathroom, kitchen, and storage room at the back were more complicated, but it was still bright outside, and the windows were wide open. They didn't even need a flashlight; they could see through at a glance.

"There should only be one target upstairs..." Randy guarded the only staircase, while Hong Tao searched the first floor and Pan Wenxiang held a human radar in the living room, confirming the precise location of the small green dot on the screen from different angles.

"You stay here and watch. I and Captain Lan will go upstairs. Stay alert and watch out for your safety. This magazine is full. If something comes running down from upstairs, as long as it's not as fit as me and not as graceful as Captain Lan, shoot immediately! Remember, 8 rounds of bullets. Pause for a second after firing a few shots, don't shoot them all at once."

After confirming that the first floor was safe, Hong Tao and Randy put on gas masks and prepared to continue searching the second floor. Before going up the stairs, Hong Tao handed the pistol to Pan Wenxiang and held an ice axe in his hand.

The structure of the second floor was definitely more complex than the first floor, especially in the corners of the corridor and inside the rooms. If the zombies were too close or came too suddenly, the pistol was often not as effective as the ice axe and shield. As long as he could withstand the first wave of attacks, Randy's marksmanship was enough to take it down. After all, the human radar only detected one, so there was no need to worry about being surrounded.

"Don't worry, I won't shoot at the head first, I'll aim for the body first. When it loses mobility, I'll shoot it in the head. Right?" Pan Wenxiang finally got the weapon he had longed for, and most importantly, he could shoot freely. He was so excited that sweat was dripping from his nose. To reassure Hong Tao, he repeated the gun techniques he had just learned, with a good memory.

"You always suspect that I'm a secret agent. Can I also suspect that you're a special forces soldier? This method of using a pistol is similar to what I learned in the army, specifically for close combat."

The two slowly walked up the stairs, with Hong Tao holding the shield in front and Randy holding the pistol behind, muttering to each other as they walked, not through a wireless communication system, but directly.

"Shh, don't talk so much, chew some gum if you're nervous." Hong Tao wasn't in the mood to chat with anyone. He had felt that something was wrong since entering the building.

The detection range of the zombies could definitely cover the entire building. This had been confirmed in many previous clearing operations. Whether separated by walls or rooms, as long as the distance was enough, the zombies would immediately sense that there were uninfected humans. It was just that it couldn't be determined whether they used smell, hearing, or some other method.

But there was clearly one zombie in the building, as shown on the human radar, but it was just standing still in place, neither coming out to attack nor fleeing far away.

"Damn it!" But as soon as Hong Tao stepped onto the second floor, he couldn't help but curse.

"Fxxk!" Almost simultaneously, Randy behind him also cursed.

The staircase was in the middle of the building, and on the south side after going up was a small platform that could connect to the outdoors. There were corridors to the east, west, and north, with two rooms on each side of the corridors, and a balcony at the end.

Hong Tao quite liked this design. The rooms didn't interfere with each other, and with the glass dome, the lighting was very good. When guests came, they could have tea, chat, dine, or even hold a small dance party on the small platform.

But at this moment, a human tragedy was unfolding here. The glass sliding door used to partition the platform had been shattered, leaving only the metal frame. Several brownish-yellow objects were hanging from it, some long and some short, swaying irregularly in the outdoor breeze.

If they hadn't seen such a scene in the cold storage of the Hilton Hotel's basement, Hong Tao and Randy would have had to distinguish for a long time, and they might not have known what those hanging objects were. But now they didn't need to. Those things were almost identical to the ones in the hotel basement, made of cured meat, human flesh!"Xiao Pan, has that thing changed position?" Having seen it so many times, his stomach didn't feel as uncomfortable. Hong Tao didn't think much, his only thought was to grab it! Yes, it must be it. Even if that thing isn't a zombie, it can only be referred to as it, and it must be killed without mercy, without listening to any explanations!

"It's still in the same place, about five meters away..." Pan Wenxiang immediately gave the specific location.

"Give me the direction..." Hong Tao was not very satisfied.

"...to the right of the stairs..." Pan Wenxiang added.

"You coward, use the cardinal directions...the window we came in from is to the west!" If the situation wasn't urgent, Hong Tao really wanted to go downstairs and beat the chubby guy. After all, he had lived for more than twenty years, and he couldn't even distinguish the cardinal directions. Why didn't he die earlier, so as not to cause trouble for others.

"To the west...north up, south down, east left, west right...it's southeast...no no no, it's northeast! Yes, that's right, it's northeast!" Fortunately, Pan Wenxiang didn't say he couldn't distinguish the direction, he just took a little longer to figure it out, reciting the mnemonic and searching at the same time.

..." Hong Tao ignored him, pointing with the ice axe to the corridor behind the side. If Pan Wenxiang didn't make a mistake, it should be in the room to the north of this corridor!

This time, the two of them were not walking one behind the other, but staggered. Hong Tao held the shield in front, and Randy held the gun with both hands at the back. If something pounced, he could shoot without hesitation, without worrying about being blocked by Hong Tao.

"Creak..." The door hinges were a bit rusty, possibly due to several consecutive days of rain, and they creaked painfully when pushed open with the ice axe.

"Darn!" The voice wasn't loud, but to Hong Tao, it was like a bolt from the blue. Without thinking, he immediately propped up the shield and blocked the door tightly.

Being a shield bearer was really not easy. Every time he encountered a zombie, he was struggling with human weakness. The more afraid he was, the unluckier he got. Only by bravely facing it head-on, he was less likely to be overturned by a zombie with great strength, buying enough time for the spearman and archers behind him to kill.

"Huh?" But there was no impact that should have come. Besides the curtain blown by the wind, there was no movement in the room.

"Xiao Pan, is this the place?" After a while, the 30-square-meter bedroom was searched, but there was still no discovery. Hong Tao could only rely on high-tech help again.