Infinite Ebullience-Chapter 40 - 25 The End of Punishment Time

40: Chapter 25: The End of Punishment Time

40 -25: The End of Punishment Time

“Quickly clean up the battlefield, collect weapons and ammunition, then take the elevator to the second floor and hide.” Tang Zheng quickly gave his instructions and walked into the living room, he wanted to know who had died.

This time, no one disobeyed his orders.

Everyone got to work, tidying up the battlefield efficiently.

However, a dispute arose between Zhao Jingye and the bald man over a bag of grenades.

It ended with Zhao Jingye being punched in the face, losing half a tooth and spitting out bloody saliva.

“What are you doing?” Xu Lu quickly went to help Zhao Jingye, while Qin Yan stopped the bald man from further violence.

“Hmph, trash.” The bald man spat and then turned around to pick up the MG42 machine gun on the ground.

Once he verified that it wasn’t damaged, he looked pleased.

“Who died?” Li Xinlan hurried over, intending to enter the room, but Qin Yan stopped her.

“Don’t look.

It’s high school student Yang Bin and Hu Qiong.” The expression on Qin Yan’s face fell slightly, but she quickly recovered and began directing everyone, “Hurry, get to the elevator.

Don’t waste time.”

Li Xinlan watched as Kang Songde and Xu Lu ran into the elevator, carrying only a few bullet clips.

She couldn’t help but curl her lips in disdain and let out a cold laugh.

Then she turned to walk into the living room.

Those guys were indeed not worth saving, it was clear they only took the lightest ammunition in fear of being reprimanded by Tang Zheng, merely doing the bare minimum.

Only baldy had a bit of coolness about him.

He grabbed four grenades, an MG42, and two 300-round bullet chains, along with a few bullet clips, before heading for the elevator.

Qin Yan squatted on the ground, discarding the MP5 she had emptied of bullets.

She picked up an MP38 from the ground and dragged over a Nazi Zombie Soldier’s backpack.

She dumped its contents out and quickly began stuffing clips inside.

Zhao Jingye didn’t remain idle either.

After picking up three bags of grenades, he grabbed a Mauser 98K rifle and ran towards the elevator, his escape swift and smooth, like a scared rabbit.

High school student Yang Bin laid on the ground with his head towards the door, lifeless.

His throat had been punctured, half of his body drenched with blood.

He was still tightly clutching his M4A1.

The lingering scent of gunpowder smoke still clung to the muzzle.

He was shot while returning fire at the Nazi Zombie Soldier.

Next to him lay Hu Qiong, who’d been shot in the chest.

The hot-tempered flight attendant, who had first accompanied Tang Zheng on a food hunt, had now lost all signs of life, her eyes wide open, staring in the direction of the window as if longing for the blue sky.

Tang Zheng squatted down, tidying up her disheveled clothes.

Li Xinlan stood behind him, holding a Mauser 98K, not uttering a word.

“Little Tang, let’s go.” Carrying an MP38 and a backpack, Qin Yan entered and beckoned Tang Zheng to leave.

She took one last look at the bodies of Hu Qiong and the high school student, looking sad as she whispered, “I’m sorry.

I couldn’t protect them.”

“Sister Qin Yan, were Yang Bin and Hu Qiong shot while they were at the front, retaliating?” Tang Zheng turned towards Qin Yan and asked, looking directly into her eyes, “Where were you standing then?

And the others?”

“I was next to Yang Bin at that time.

The three of us were always on the frontline, retaliating.

Alright, I was just lucky.

As for the others, you should ask them.” Qin Yan nodded, confirming Tang Zheng’s deduction.

She herself wasn’t sure why she was explaining, but subconsciously, she didn’t want Tang Zheng to misunderstand or belittle her.

She was also starting to slightly detest those so-called ‘companions’ who only knew how to hide and rely on others instead of fighting back when the Nazi Zombie Soldiers attacked the living room.

If everyone had worked together, Yang Bin and Hu Qiong wouldn’t have died.

“Kang Songde said Xu Lu and Cheng Chen were out of bullets.

They must have even thrown their guns away, right?” No sooner had Tang Zheng asked this than Bai Guo’s shouts came from the walkie-talkie.

“The Nazi Zombies on the fifth floor are coming up.

Sister Qin Yan, Tang Zheng; get out of there and take the elevator.”

Qin Yan remained silent, but it was clear she was defending the two hostesses who had lost their guns.

“Kang Songde sure knows how to play the good guy, trying to gain favour even at a time like this.

I bet Xu Lu and Cheng Chen are overwhelmed with gratitude.” Li Xinlan ridiculed, adding, “Little Tang, let’s go.

We can come back to check on them when it’s safe.”

“Those two ‘idiots’, their deaths really were pointless.

Let’s go!” After cursing, Tang Zheng rushed out of the living room.

Not being a sentimental person, he still couldn’t help but sigh.

Of course, there were still some questions that needed to be clarified relating to the future survival of the team.

“What’s taking you so long?

You…” Xu Lu, one of those waiting impatiently in the elevator, was about to press the button.

Yet, Lin Weiguo, stone-faced and holding his weapon, kept her from acting.

Seeing Tang Zheng and the others running over, she couldn’t help but begin to complain.

Tang Zheng didn’t speak, he merely cast a piercing gaze over towards Xu Lu, who immediately wilted and lowered her head.

As Xu Lu, the stewardess, looked at the blood smeared all over Tang Zheng and his expressionless face, she felt a surge of fear.

She covertly glanced at Zhao Jingye, who, as the pilot, was pretending to tinker with his firearm without uttering a single word.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, let’s go quickly.

The zombie soldiers are coming.” Kang Songde hurried them once more, prompting Lin Weiguo to press the button.

As the elevator started, everyone fell silent, but released breaths of relief.

The stewardesses kept glancing at Tang Zheng, standing in front of them, their hearts feeling much safer in his presence.

“A reliable man is indeed very important.” After considering it for a while, Pang Meiqin decided to take action.

She inched her way to Tang Zheng’s side, said “I’ll help you,” and then attempted to take the MG42 machine gun off his hand.

In the process, she seemed to have lost her balance and fell forward slightly, with her chest, constrained in tight clothing, pressing against Tang Zheng’s back.

“No need for that, you won’t be able to run with it.” Tang Zheng declined Pang Meiqin’s offer, although he did flash her a smile.

But that smile certainly wasn’t because a lady’s bosom had just brushed against him.

Firearms were safer in one’s own hands.

Looking at Tang Zheng’s rugged face, blackened by gun smoke, his rows of neatly aligned white teeth, and his short, sleek black hair, the stewardesses suddenly realized that this young man was actually quite handsome and pleasing to the eye.

With a ‘ding’, the elevator door opened.

Everyone filed out, and under Lin Weiguo’s lead, they headed straight for the security room.

“Tang Zheng, there’s trouble.

The Nazi zombies on the fifth floor disappeared suddenly.” Bai Guo’s voice startled everyone.

“What’s happening?

Don’t tell me they can teleport directly to where we are now?” Lin Weiguo furrowed his brow.

At his words, both the bald man and Zhao Jingye instinctively raised their guns in alert.

“Hm, the team on the ninth floor is also disappearing, they’ve been teleported.

They can no longer be seen on any monitor.”

There was no need for Bai Guo to explain any further, as the mechanical voice of Silver Trojan filled their ears.

“Toys, the 30-minute punishment time has ended, and the punishment squad has been teleported.

Congratulations on safely entering the fourth day of the Survival Game.

Now, please continue your efforts, engage in further combat, until we meet again!”

“He means we’re safe now, right?” Cheng Chen suddenly started crying, collapsing to sit on the ground.

“Those damn Nazi zombie soldiers have finally left.” Zeng Xue relaxed visibly.

But just as she sat down, she suddenly rose to her feet.

She hurried over and whispered something to Pang Meiqin, Cheng Chen, and Zhou Zhou.

Then, they pleaded with Qin Yan, who shook her head helplessly and followed them into the elevator.

“What are they up to?

Don’t they know how dangerous it is right now?” The bald man started harping on about the situation, showcasing his heroics.

“They are obviously going to the restroom, fool.” Zhao Jingye mocked him, still frustrated about the punch he had received earlier.

“Tang Zheng, I’ll be right back.” After saying so, Li Xinlan headed straight for the elevator and went up to the sixth floor.

After all the battles they had been through, the young woman had also grown quite bold.

“Bai Guo, you did well.

Now just wait quietly, I’ll come get you.” Tang Zheng praised Bai Guo through the walkie-talkie.

He still had a lot of things to do.

Given the Silver Trojan’s cruel sense of humor, he suspected the punishment troops would be sent again.

So before the Nazi zombie soldiers reappeared, he had to build a safe nest.