End of the World

The helicopter had been flying for a whole morning. The rain had eased somewhat and the helicopter's fuel gauge showed that there was still a quarter of fuel left. It had already flown near an airport.

"We need to get some fuel!" Ding Zhiwen said, controlling the helicopter to slowly lower its altitude.

I don’t know if it’s because the airport has good drainage or the terrain is high, but there are no signs of flooding.

This airport does not cover a large area and has only one runway for aircraft takeoff and landing, which is about two kilometers long. It can obviously only take off and land small and medium-sized aircraft. There is a city nearby called Gebu City.

It is a pastry country with a backward economy. There are not many cars and only government officials and rich people are qualified to take airplanes. They do not need big airplanes. Therefore, international flights are reluctant to open too many routes in this country. It is a completely money-losing business.

The helicopter flew around the airport and took a closer look. The situation was not very good. There were obvious signs of burns on the exterior walls of the airport terminal and tower building. A large pit was blown out near the runway, which collected a large amount of rootless water. There was the wreckage of a tanker truck in the center of the pit.

"We came a little late. We arrived before the oil tanker exploded!" Dafeng said, leaning against the window. The pit where the oil tanker was formed was covered with grass and it was not formed recently.

"Let's go down and look for it. If we don't find it, we can only fly across the border!" Ding Zhiwen controlled the plane to land smoothly near the runway, away from the airport buildings.

"Ah! This airport is so poor!" Dafeng opened the side door and made a sarcastic remark.

"What does this have to do with us!" Wu Bin said, there is no need to bother since the airport is small.

"Of course it matters. The airport is small and poor, so there are fewer small planes. Fewer planes mean less fuel. Less fuel means it's hard to find. If it's hard to find, we can't find it. If we can't find it, we have to walk home!" Dafeng said after holding his breath.

The four of them were speechless. This logic... seemed to be correct. The small airport did have little fuel reserves.

"Men, put on your raincoats, let's go to the terminal to look for it!" Ding Zhiwen threw out a few sets of spare raincoats on the plane.

"Eh?"

"What about me?" He Yuxin pointed at herself. What was she doing?

"Are you a man?" Ding Zhiwen asked back.

"I...are you blind?" He Yuxin couldn't help but refute him.

"Woman, stay on the plane!" Ding Zhiwen got off the helicopter and closed the pilot's cabin door without paying any attention to her.

"Although this guy is a bit annoying, he is quite caring towards female comrades!" Wu Bin patted her hand and said with relief.

"Okay, be careful!" He Yuxin was a little unhappy.

"Well, we'll be back soon!"

Ding Zhiwen and Chen Guangjun walked to the front.

"Have they always been so slow?"

Chen Guangjun knew who he was talking about, and replied, "Young couple, please forgive me for not bringing one with you!"

"Sure enough, women will only affect the speed of drawing the sword!" Ding Zhiwen shook his head.

"Hey, are you single?" Dafeng at the back couldn't stand it. Yu Xin dared to say bad things about her. She was not weak at all in the team.

"......!" As if he was poked, Ding Zhiwen couldn't help but quicken his pace.

It was still drizzling, and the four of them quickly ran to the terminal building and told Dafeng that this airport was poor and didn't even have a maintenance hangar, everything was open-air.

At first glance, there were no oil drums or the like. There were more than a dozen zombies scattered outside. They were just attracted by the roar of the helicopter. There were rotten remains on the ground, and more than one wave of people had visited.

"Let's get ready to walk back!" Ding Zhiwen shook his head after seeing this. He thought of another possibility. The fuel station of the small airport might be located outside and specially provided by tanker trucks.

There was a roar of airplane propellers from the sky. In the rain, a twin-engine fixed-wing aircraft locked onto the airport runway, extended its landing gear, and was about to land.

The person on the plane was a local small leader. He had just returned from a transaction with another force, but it happened to be raining heavily, so he temporarily transferred to this small airport.

"Damn it, a ghost plane?" Dafeng wiped his eyes. Are there still flights at this time?

"You'll know right away, we're in hiding!"

The four men ignored the zombies and ran into the terminal. The zombies were attracted by the sound and left the building and headed for the runway.

On the super lounge, He Yuxin noticed that a plane was trying to land, so she put on a raincoat and went down from the other side of the cabin. The outer guardrail of the airport had collapsed, so she ran outside the guardrail.

As the plane got closer, the pilot reduced the fuel and lowered the approach speed. Since it was a propeller plane, its speed was not fast, so it could still land safely even if it landed in the middle of the runway.

"Squeak!"

The plane's tires rubbed against the slippery runway. The pilot stepped on the brakes and shut down the engine, and it was another successful landing.

The plane stopped steadily at the end of the runway. The zombies lined the road to express their welcome and wanted to board the plane for a look.

Several people got off the plane, all of them equipped with AKs, which are the favorite of the militants. They started to clear out the zombies as soon as they got off the plane, firing non-stop as if bullets were free.

Their leader got off the plane, and a man next to him held an umbrella for him. The leader took out a cigar and another man lit it for him. The leader exhaled a puff of smoke and noticed an extra Super Huygen helicopter on the side of the runway.

He moved his fingers, and his men understood, and the three of them ran towards Super Xiu Yin.

"Let's rob these guys!" Wu Bin said in the terminal.

"Okay, let's rob the plane!" Dafeng was inexplicably excited.

"Okay, Guangjun, let's go to the other side, you wait for my signal!" After Ding Zhiwen finished speaking, he and Chen Guangjun went to the other side, but Wu Bin had a bad feeling that it must be another job to attract firepower.

The three of them approached the Super Xiu Yin helicopter. They approached carefully and then opened the cabin door. There was no one on board, and He Yuxin in the dark had already locked onto them with a gun.

One of them looked at the propeller of the helicopter and asked his companion to lift him up. He touched the engine and found that it was still warm. The helicopter had just arrived here.

"These guys are not stupid!" Ding Zhiwen, who was far away, saw the actions of the three people and waved to Wu Bin.

"Dafeng!" Wu Bin received the signal.

"okay!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

There was sudden gunfire from the direction of the terminal, catching the group off guard. There were so many zombies and some people were hiding.

The two men achieved some results and knocked down three people, but they were counterattacked by the enemy's more fierce firepower, and the nearby walls were covered with bullet holes.

"Fuck, they have too many bullets!" Dafeng shrank back, feeling the rain of bullets.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

Several militants fell down immediately. Unlike Wu Bin and his companion, half of their bullets missed the target, Ding Zhiwen and Chen Guangjun almost never missed their targets.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader got into the plane in panic. The pilot restarted the plane, the propeller rumbled, and the plane turned quickly.

The three people on the helicopter seemed to want to start the helicopter, but He Yuxin in the dark shot and killed them.

At this moment, the plane has turned its nose and is about to glide into the air. Ding Zhiwen and his men stopped firing. It is difficult to shoot down a plane with a rifle, so they might as well save bullets.

He Yuxin saw that the plane had turned around and wanted to shoot, but then she thought better of it and ran towards the helicopter. On the side of the helicopter, there was a machine gun installed by Dafeng.

The plane began to taxi and the pilot pushed the throttle to maximum. When He Yuxin grabbed the machine gun, the plane glided past in front of her.

"Kaka!"

"Da da da!"

The heavy machine gun roared, and He Yuxin's delicate body trembled uncontrollably. The ferocious machine gun fire was fired at the taxiing plane.

The machine gun fire immediately tore apart one side of the fuselage and hit the engine. The engine oil pipe ruptured and caught fire, but there was still one engine left and the plane was still able to take off.

"Da da da!"

He Yuxin just pulled the trigger and left the rest to the bullet. The bullet shot towards the tail of the plane. As soon as the wheels of the plane left the ground, the pilot was horrified to find that the elevator of the plane had failed and the machine gun had damaged the tail servo.

"what!"

Amid the pilot's screams, the plane was only four or five meters off the ground and could no longer take off. He watched helplessly as the plane ran off the runway.

The plane flew over the four-meter guardrail and plunged into the woods at the end.

There was only a loud bang and some black smoke rising, but no explosion occurred.

"Wow, my sister-in-law is so awesome!" Dafeng raised his hands high.

"That's amazing!" Ding Zhiwen couldn't help but say that his reaction was quite quick.

The four of them collected the bullets and returned to the helicopter, all giving He Yuxin a thumbs up.

"Who wants to come with me to take a look at the plane?" Ding Zhiwen asked, as there might be survivors on board.

"I'll go, you guys stay here!" Chen Guangjun raised his hand to signal, and the two of them went to the crash site.

"Wu Bin, I just saw a fallen helicopter outside. Maybe there is oil there!" He Yuxin said to Wu Bin. When she was hiding from three people, she felt the fragments of a helicopter propeller outside the iron net. A helicopter fell in the woods.

"Helicopter? No fire?" Wu Bin asked.

"Probably not, the machine is intact!"

"Let's go take a look!"

The three of them walked out of the airport. This small airport was surrounded by trees on all sides and had a unique scenery. The crashed helicopter was cushioned by the trees and the fuselage was intact.

There was a pilot's body that was almost turned into skeletons in the cockpit of the plane. It was even more disgusting after being soaked in water. The pilot's chest was tightly strangled by an An An belt. His movements were a bit strange. He might have tried to break free before he died.

Overall, this helicopter should have fallen on the day of the disaster. It is unknown whether there is oil in the fuel tank or whether water has entered it.

Dafeng took out an iron rod from the helicopter and violently pried open the fuel tank cap.

Then he inserted the iron rod into the fuel tank. About half of the tank was left, but he didn't know whether water had entered it.

The rain was still falling. Ding Zhiwen and Chen Guangjun slowly approached the crash site. There was no sign of fire. The environment was too humid. The wings of the plane were broken and the fuel tank was ruptured. Fuel was slowly dripping from the gap.

The two men separated to see if there were any survivors. The grass shook, and the two men walked forward and saw a figure rushing out. The two men chased after it.

"what……!"

A scream was heard, and the man who was running away was pierced through the chest by a long fiery red tongue. The man looked at his chest in disbelief, blood spurting out, mixed with rain, staining the ground red. His eyes rolled back and he died.

The two men slammed on the brakes and saw the dead man on the ground with a big bloody hole on his chest. It was obvious that there was danger hiding under the grass.