93: Chapter 93 The Power of Teamwork
"But the three of us, relying on teamwork, managed to suppress him for a while.
If it weren't for Mr. Zhou's sudden burst of power at the end, we might have even won."
"This is the power of teamwork!"
"No matter how strong an individual is, they have limits. But a well-coordinated team can unleash strength far beyond any individual."
"When you encounter an Anomaly, as long as the three of you coordinate well,
even if you can't defeat it, you can hold out until your teammates arrive to support you. The longer you hold out, the greater your chances of survival."
"Do you understand?"
The team members were stunned.
The battle just now was even more spectacular than a movie.
They never dreamed that three women combined could actually push Mr. Zhou to that extent.
When Mr. Zhou was first being whipped around everywhere, they were dumbfounded.
Especially Ruan Xiaoxiao's slingshot shot that went straight for the vitals, which made everyone subconsciously clamp their legs shut.
They felt a chill down below.
Now looking at Ruan Xiaoxiao, their eyes held a hint of awe.
This girl is too ruthless!
Must never offend her in the future.
Otherwise, if she does that to you one day, you won't even have a place to cry.
Hearing Luo Xi's words, everyone nodded one after another.
"Understood!"
"The power of a team is too terrifying!"
"We must practice coordination well from now on!"
Luo Xi nodded with satisfaction.
"Good! Now, everyone, form groups freely. Groups of three, begin training!"
"Practice the tactics we just demonstrated! Main attacker, long-range, flanker—everyone must be familiar with their position!"
"We are going to Linshui County this afternoon; whether you can come back alive depends on how well you practice today!"
Everyone immediately scattered, forming groups of three, and began training with great enthusiasm.
Wang Laowu, Shen Fei, and Liu Qiang formed a group.
Wang Laowu volunteered to be the main attacker, Shen Fei the long-range, and Liu Qiang the flanker.
As a result, as soon as they started, Wang Laowu was hit in the butt by Shen Fei's "slingshot" (using small stones as substitutes).
Wang Laowu was so angry he chased Shen Fei all over the training ground.
"Shen Fei, you bastard! Where are you aiming?!"
"Sorry, sorry! My hand slipped!"
The entire training ground was filled with laughter and shouts of battle.
Although still a bit clumsy, everyone was training with extreme seriousness.
They knew that every bit of extra practice today meant one more bit of hope for survival this afternoon.
Zhou Che leaned against a wooden post nearby, watching the bustling scene before him.
He rubbed his back and calves, which still ached a bit.
Although he had won the battle just now, he had also taken quite a few hits.
However, he was very happy inside.
Seeing his team become stronger and more cohesive was more important than anything else.
Luo Xi walked over with a hint of apology on her face.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry about just now, I was a bit too heavy-handed."
"It's fine." Mr. Zhou smiled,
"Training is meant to be done with real blades and guns. Otherwise, when you get to the battlefield, you'll be the one suffering."
He looked at Luo Xi's swollen shoulder and reached out to touch it lightly.
"Does it hurt? My elbow strike just now wasn't light either."
Luo Xi's face turned red instantly, and she subconsciously shrank back.
"No, it doesn't hurt. It's fine."
"Ask Ruan Xiaoxiao to treat it for you."
Zhou Che said gently.
She lowered her head, not daring to look into Zhou Che's eyes.
But her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
Zhou Che looked at her shy appearance, a smile curling the corners of his mouth.
It seems the day to bring Luo Xi under his command is not far off.
The sun gradually rose to the top of the sky.
The morning training ended quickly.
Although everyone was exhausted and drenched in sweat, their eyes were full of confidence.
Because they were no longer fighting alone.
They had teammates, they had a team, and they had Dawn.
Zhou Che clapped his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone, go back, eat, and rest! We depart promptly at one o'clock this afternoon!"
"Target—Linshui County!"
Everyone roared in unison, their voices echoing through the sky.
"Dawn!"
At 12:30 PM, the camp entrance was packed solid.
Not only were the twenty-something Transcendents present, but they were also accompanied by over a hundred nimble ordinary survivors.
Relying solely on a few Transcendents to move things, they would work themselves to death and still not gather enough winter cotton jackets for over two hundred people.
The rule of the Dawn Convoy has always been:
Survivors who go along only need to hand over ten percent of the supplies they scavenge; the rest belongs to them.
Who wouldn't want to stockpile more cotton jackets and quilts to survive this damn winter?
People were breaking their heads to sign up, and in the end, they selected forty-something of the youngest and toughest ones.
Each one carried an empty sack on their back, clutching ropes and crowbars in their hands.
There was not a hint of fear on their faces; instead, they showed a sense of excitement.
Being able to earn the capital to survive with their own strength was much better than just idling away in the camp waiting for death.
Seven or eight modified hovercars were lined up neatly at the entrance, their power sources fully charged, emitting a low hum.
Heavy iron racks were welded onto the roofs of the cars, with spare toolboxes and first-aid kits strapped to them.
The cargo compartments were cleared of all clutter, just waiting to be filled with supplies upon return.
The ordinary survivors wrapped themselves in all the thick clothes they could find.
Some wore three layers of thin shirts, others draped tattered blankets over themselves, shrinking their necks and rubbing their hands and stomping their feet.
The white mist exhaled from their mouths dissipated instantly in the cold wind.
The Transcendents gathered together, checking their weapons one last time.
The machetes were sharpened to a gleam on whetstones, their reflections clear enough to see a person's silhouette.
The pistol magazines were fully loaded and tucked behind their waists, easy to grab at a moment's notice.
Ruan Xiaoxiao was the most exaggerated, carrying a bulging bag on her back.
It was full of steel balls and small stones, and the custom-made slingshot in her hand was polished clean.
"This time I'll definitely be able to hit ten Anomalies!" she said proudly, patting her chest.
Wang Laowu said, feeling apprehensive from the side.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, you must not shoot at the people in The Convoy."
Ruan Xiaoxiao glanced at Wang Laowu, then scanned down to Wang Laowu's crotch.
Wang Laowu immediately fell silent, causing a burst of laughter from the people around.
The tense atmosphere eased up quite a bit instantly.
Zhou Che was wearing a thick black windbreaker, the zipper pulled all the way up, blocking the howling cold wind.
In his hand, he clutched the route map that Wang Zhiming had stayed up until midnight drawing last night.
The paper was densely covered with markings, even clearly labeling which intersection had a large pothole.
He cleared his throat, his voice clear and forceful, drowning out the wind and the noise.
"Everyone listen up, act according to the squads assigned earlier!"
"First Squad: me, Captain Liu Ruyan, and Luo Xi, responsible for clearing the path and reconnaissance.
If we encounter an Anomaly, we will bypass it if possible; if we can't, we will take action."
"Second Squad: Ruan Xiaoxiao, Wang Laowu, and Shen Fei, leading thirty survivors.
Responsible for searching the B1 supermarket and the underground warehouse, prioritizing quilts, coal, and heat patches."
"Third Squad: Wang Zhiming, Liu Qiang, and Zhang Lijuan, leading the rest of the people.
Responsible for support and guarding the supplies."
"Remember the three iron rules:
First, groups of three, no straggling, and no leaving the team without permission;
Second, if you encounter an Anomaly you cannot solve, fire a signal flare immediately, do not fight recklessly;
Third, do not take any useless junk, be quick and decisive, and you must return to the camp before dark."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
Everyone roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.
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