Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 916: Chapter 901

In the end, Old Xu and Lei Tong still didn’t drink the soup for another night, as they knew very well that compared to themselves, Demmi, Derek, and Zhao Lina needed these supplies more.

Moreover, as long as they went out every day, Old Xu and his team could immediately get food relief from the outside troops.

So missing a meal wasn’t an issue at all.

After the meal, the issue of sleeping came up.

Because the food wasn’t filling, the survivors had to rely on going to bed early to endure the freezing midnight.

Considering the difference between men and women, Demmi found some clothes and used chairs to divide the spacious classroom once more.

After that, she cuddled up with Derek to sleep.

"Captain, what’s the plan for tonight?" After Demmi and Derek left, Lei Tong quietly approached Old Xu.

Old Xu glanced at the small partitioned area not far away. Upon seeing the bodies moving under the bedding, he immediately turned his head back and said seriously, "We’re not going anywhere tonight, focusing mainly on reconnaissance."

Although Derek had provided quite a bit of night defense information on the "Japan" students, Old Xu preferred to observe and obtain solid information himself.

Lei Tong nodded, undoubtedly agreeing with Old Xu’s thoughts.

"Alright, you go rest, and I’ll switch shifts with you at midnight."

Lei Tong nodded again; the good thing about soldiers is their decisiveness and efficiency, with no pretense.

Now only Old Xu was left. Without a watch, he didn’t know the current time, but based on his estimation, it should be around 6:30 in the evening.

He gently opened a tiny slit in the newspaper covering the window and, through the gap, could clearly see the situation outside.

The winter nights always came quickly, yet even so, with the flickering firelight inside, Old Xu was still able to discern the gathering place of the "Japan" students.

It seemed they congregated while dining, as Old Xu confirmed no movement in the guardhouse by the main entrance.

After quietly waiting for about 10 minutes, a group of girls was brought in for dinner. At a glance, there were at least a dozen of them. Due to the lighting, Old Xu couldn’t see the girls’ expressions, but he was sure they didn’t feel good!

Damn it!

It’s obvious what fate awaited the girls being brought in for dinner, even a fool could guess.

But Old Xu couldn’t help them, at least not now.

Watching his compatriots being humiliated in such a beastly manner was intolerable for the iron-willed man Old Xu, but he understood the principle that small impatience could disrupt great plans. It had been drilled into him as a tactical tenet since joining the military.

To complete the ultimate mission under adverse conditions, necessary sacrifices are inevitable, something a qualified special forces soldier must endure.

Although Old Xu couldn’t currently rescue these students due to special circumstances, he memorized the filthy acts of the "Japan" students.

When the time to act comes, he will make these "Japan" students understand a principle: Those who insult Huaxia will be punished, no matter how far away!

The next three hours were entirely the "Japan" beasts’ mad time. Through the shadow of the swaying figures under candlelight reflection, Old Xu could see the intertwining bodies. Even separated by several rooms, he could vaguely hear the odd sounds from men and women engaged in intercourse.

Beasts!

Old Xu’s hands clenched tightly; this period of watching was pure torment for him.

Any conscientious person from Huaxia witnessing this scene would feel enraged.

However, alongside his anger, Old Xu also felt a tinge of sorrow.

He pitied those students; if at the time, they could have mustered half a day’s courage to unite, a hundred-strong group could’ve overwhelmed these damned bastards even by spitting at them!

Now, their cowardice cost them their dignity, being treated like cattle and horses.

Perhaps if losing their dignity meant gaining a chance to survive, it could be tolerated, but the ultimate fate awaiting these students was nothing but a grim death.

The entire carnival lasted over three hours. When the tightly shut Gate of Demon was reopened, disheveled women walked out from inside.

They had completed their task and would return to their cages, awaiting the beasts’ next exploitation.

This is the victor’s right!!

Shaking his head to clear his mind, owing to the opponent being "Japan," Old Xu found it hard to calm down due to historical reasons.

After all, watching former enemies trampling on your nation’s women on native soil, this "inaction" made Old Xu feel ashamed.

But as a special forces soldier, this is something he must endure.

Perhaps after finishing their intense activities, the "Japan" students exhausted themselves physically and made no further moves for quite some time.

Just when Old Xu thought they might fall asleep, the Gate of Demon opened once again.

Leading out was Jiang Kou, followed by Yamashita, and then the "Japan" students emerged one by one. After everyone had left, Watanabe staggered out, exposing his chest.

Old Xu focused especially on Watanabe, the actual leader of the "Japan" faction. If he could figure out Watanabe’s routine, it would mean half the mission would be successful.

After Watanabe walked half a meter, he stopped. Once he was inside, Old Xu swiftly counted the supplies at the entrance. It was the seventh classroom.

According to Derek, the classroom Watanabe entered should be his room.

Having confirmed this first crucial piece of intelligence, Old Xu’s anger subsided slightly.

Their special forces’ principle is, for every injury you inflict on our people, one day, I will repay it tenfold.

No doubt about it, if the operation goes smoothly, Watanabe’s fate will be very tragic.

After confirming Watanabe’s residence, Old Xu needed to figure out the night guard situation of the "Japan" students.

If nothing unexpected occurs, the final operation should take place during the night.

After all, compared to daylight, nighttime offers relatively higher security for sneak attacks, albeit dangerous and with the possibility of zombie attacks.

Jiang Kou’s silhouette appeared at the entrance to the classroom. Unlikely to go wrong, he was probably today’s first sentry.

Looking at the other "Japan" students, just as Derek had informed, they were mostly housed in various classrooms. Due to the limited time, Old Xu couldn’t yet draw a more definite conclusion.

Then, it turned into a long, tedious period, yet Old Xu remained alert, his eyes firmly fixed in the entrance’s direction.

He wouldn’t miss any of Jiang Kou’s movements, though Old Xu found it regretful that the flickering firelight inside his own room didn’t reveal any extra information, leading him to suspect that Jiang Kou might have fallen asleep. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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