Chapter 60: Chapter 57: Safe Zone Zhang Su rubbed his chin and asked, "Officer Qin, I want to ask about your skirmish that night. With such strong firepower, you still couldn’t hold out in the end?" This matter was of great concern to everyone, especially to those who had never personally experienced warfare. The firefight from a few nights ago was quite shocking! Qin Ya tapped the assault rifle on his shoulder, shook his head bitterly, and said, "No matter how powerful the firepower, it couldn’t withstand the constant waves of zombies from all directions. The biggest regret is that we underestimated the number of zombies in the district." "The moment the gunfire started, zombies from the neighboring districts were attracted. In our haste, we prepared enough ammunition to ideally wipe out a hundred thousand zombies. But in reality, we found, damn, that the ideal was rich while the reality was too thin!" Zhang Su pressed on, "What do you mean?" "To deal with zombies, you have to shoot them in the head. Otherwise, even if a bullet hits their legs, they would still jump around, unless you continuously hit the same area. But who can guarantee headshots in such tense chaos?" "I don’t know how many zombies were taken down in the end, but I estimate not even a tenth of the theoretical figure..." By the end of his words, Qin Ya’s face was heavy, with deeply furrowed brows. "Then, were there any weapons left?" Zhang Su looked at Qin Ya with an inquisitive gaze. From Qin Ya’s account, the sound of gunfire would attract even more zombies, yet it was still the most effective weapon, having an unmatched deterrent power over people! In the Celestial Dynasty, firearm regulations were strict, and ordinary people had no access to them. But with the current environment, Zhang Su wanted to get some firearms, which would greatly increase his chances of survival. Hearing Zhang Su’s question, Qin Ya smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We fought till the last bullet..." While speaking, he took off the rifle from his shoulder and removed the magazine to show that it was empty. This scene left those present in silence, unable to imagine what kind of despair that was. Moments later, Qin Ya suddenly remembered something and raised his eyebrows: "I remember something. When communications were still available, I heard some news. I don’t know if they succeeded over these past few days." Seeing everyone’s hopeful eyes on him, Qin Ya recalled, "At that time, I heard over the radio kept with the team that the official was striving to establish a temporary safe zone at the Olympic Sports Center." Back then, Qin City invested a lot to build a grand stadium to host part of the Olympic events. "The Olympic Sports Center?" Upon hearing this news, everyone’s faces fell in unison. Zhang Su’s location, Sheng Qin Home, was in the northern part of Qin City, while the Olympic Sports Center was to the southwest of the city, four kilometers away in a straight line, but about seven kilometers by car! In the past, even with traffic, the seven-kilometer journey would be covered in an hour, but now, it might cost them their lives and still not get them far. Regardless, this was one of the few pieces of good news received lately, igniting a small flame of hope in their hearts. "Then... Officer Qin, did you hear any more related news later?" Duan Wuhu asked expectantly. Qin Ya shook his head expressionlessly and said, "Communications went down, and the radio was lost during the firefight. Nowadays, people have no sense of precaution, searched seven or eight houses and didn’t find a single radio..." Previously, cell phones integrated radio functions, but for various reasons, they were removed. Now, few people would use such devices, except perhaps older people who might have a radio to listen to broadcasts. And then there are cars. Almost any functioning car would have a radio, but finding a car now is difficult. "A radio?" Surprisingly, the milkman, who had been silent with his head down, suddenly spoke up, pulling a palm-sized object from his dirty shoulder bag and walking over to Qin Ya. "This... it was dropped earlier and only has one battery left. I’m not sure if it still works." "A full-band radio?" Qin Ya took a look at the object from the milkman and immediately lit up with a smile: "Xiaoyu, hurry, take out the battery from your toy dinosaur for your uncle!" "Okay!" Liu Xuanyu swiftly removed the battery and handed it to Qin Ya. Everyone anxiously watched Qin Ya fiddle with the radio in his hand. Soon, with the battery installed, Qin Ya pressed the power button without hesitation. Click. A light turned on, followed by a burst of static noise. "It works!" "Wonderful, quick, search for a signal." "God bless..." Under everyone’s hopeful gaze, Qin Ya pulled out the radio antenna, tuning as he moved towards the window. Hisss, thump thump thump, crackle crackle... However, as Qin Ya tuned, it only switched between different noise frequencies, with no meaningful sound being heard. "Let me try..." The milkman spoke from behind them. "Master, you give it a go." Qin Ya promptly handed the radio back to the milkman. While he could use it, he wasn’t as familiar with it as the original owner. The milkman’s dark hands took the radio, fiddling around, which resulted in the noise getting even louder, accompanied by a continuous grating sound. "Stop!" Just as everyone frowned, Zhang Su abruptly raised his hand to halt the milkman’s adjusting action. "Ssshhh... Qin... crackle... citizens... hsss... intention, Olym... hsss... temporary... hsss..." "There’s a voice!" "Really, someone’s talking." "Quiet, listen closely!" If it weren’t for Zhang Su shouting to pause, no one would have realized there were faint human voices mixed within the static. "Attention, citizens of Qin City, the safe zone at the Olympic Sports Center has been established. We have basic food and water supplies, provide basic medical care, and welcome everyone to join us and endure this difficult time together?" "This FM transmitter is atrocious... That was probably the gist of it!" Due to the poor signal, they had to painstakingly gather useful information from the static. Fortunately, the broadcast kept repeating, and after listening two or three dozen times, they managed to piece together a complete sentence. The sudden news brought mixed feelings to everyone. Joy, because there truly was a safe zone, proving humanity had not been wholly defeated, and worry, because reaching the Olympic Sports Center wouldn’t be easy! Qin Ya motioned for the milkman to turn off the radio, then looked at everyone with a grave expression: "Ladies and gentlemen, share your thoughts." For a moment, the room fell silent. Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan naturally deferred to Zhang Su, looking to him. Duan Sihai looked at his brother, Duan Wuhu, and the two exchanged glances. The milkman stood aside, still silent, clutching the radio tightly, lost in thought.