Chapter 275 The Strange Broadcast
Chapter 275 The Strange Broadcast
"Buzz... This is... the seventh... request..."
"...Cooling...failed..."
"...Don't go in...don't repeat...don't..."
As Lin Fan entered the room, he was immediately drawn to the radio on the table.
Hearing the intermittent sound coming from inside, he tried adjusting the frequency several times.
The sound suddenly became clear for a moment.
"The Calaway control room... there are still people alive... we can't shut it down..."
Shila-
But then the signal dropped again.
The noise inside the room returned.
Lin Fan hurriedly tried again, but apart from static, he could not receive any signal from the radio.
He stared at the radio and fell silent.
From those few brief words, he could tell that the signal must have come from the Kalowe power station.
Based on the information he had previously obtained, there should be no living people left there.
How come the radio can still receive signals from there?
That was unexpected.
Now it seems that it wasn't that there was no one there.
Instead, someone is trapped inside and unable to send a signal.
Lin Fan tried for a while longer, but still couldn't get any signal, so he turned off the radio and returned to the Hummer.
He did not take all the supplies from the rioters' camp.
No need.
He only brought some food and water, and checked his car again.
Before leaving, Lin Fan glanced at the camp.
The flames were still burning.
Corpses lay scattered on the ground.
Lin Fan got into the car.
The Hummer started.
The car headlights shone on the dirt road.
He stepped on the gas, and the car drove out of the camp, heading back towards the Kalove Nuclear Power Plant.
In the darkness of night, the distant sky appeared even darker.
On the car radio, Domingo's voice continued to tirelessly broadcast the call for survivors from Raccoon City...
Lin Fan looked ahead and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"This old guy really does have the potential to be a charlatan!"
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the radio and focused on driving.
On the highway, everything was pitch black except for the area illuminated by car headlights.
Under these circumstances, he could only continue along the road, and in the darkness, it was easy to lose track of time.
However, after an unknown amount of time, Domingo's voice suddenly disappeared from the radio that was playing the call for survivors in Raccoon City, followed by a buzzing sound of a broken signal.
Lin Fan glanced at the radio in surprise, thinking it was out of signal range, and instinctively wanted to turn it off.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a broken, unfamiliar woman's voice suddenly came through the crackling radio.
"...Don't go near the cooling tower..."
"...It's inside..."
"...It can learn to talk..."
Ok?
Lin Fan's eyes narrowed.
But next second.
Then another voice came on the radio.
The sound was very soft.
Like a little girl crying.
"Help me..."
"Uncle, please save me..."
Lin Fan's hand, which was about to turn off the radio, hung in mid-air.
As he drove, he kept his eyes on the old device next to the dashboard.
The woman's warning disappeared.
Only the little girl's cries remained.
"uncle……"
"I'm so cold..."
"I'm in the water..."
The sound was very clear.
It was so clear it didn't sound like a long-distance broadcast.
It sounds more like someone is talking through the car window.
Lin Fan glanced at the rearview mirror.
There was nothing after that.
Dirt road.
Tree shadows.
And the darkness left behind by the car headlights.
He reached out and turned the volume down.
The crying subsided.
Increase it again.
The crying grew louder.
This confirms that the sound did indeed come from the radio, and was not emitted directly from something else in front of the face.
This put Lin Fan at ease a little.
At least it wasn't a case of ghosts knocking on the door at the start.
Judging from his own experience, it wouldn't be surprising if anything happened.
But it's important to understand that what the entire United States is currently experiencing is merely a zombie apocalypse-like situation.
In this situation, suddenly switching to a supernatural film would be a bit unethical.
He did not respond.
Continue driving.
A few seconds later, the little girl's voice stopped.
Instead, a man's voice came through.
"This is Davis, the safety manager at the Karlovy Varyag nuclear power plant."
"If anyone hears this, please evacuate immediately."
"Do not trust any distress signals."
"Repeat, do not trust any distress signals."
sizzle.
The signal dropped again.
What the hell is all this?
Lin Fan frowned, recalling everything he had just heard on the radio.
It can mimic human speech.
Do not trust distress signals.
What is this? A trap set by the infected?
Just as Lin Fan was thinking, the road ahead began to deteriorate.
The asphalt road has completely broken, with some sections bulging and others collapsing.
Large areas of roadside trees have also died.
The bark was cracked, and grayish-white fluffy substances hung on the branches.
Lin Fan slowed down the car and observed the fluffy substances.
It wasn't the spore fungus he was familiar with.
These flocculent substances resemble the ash left after burning.
The wheel rolled over a dead branch.
Click.
The faint sound, for some reason, seemed to be amplified countless times in the pitch-black environment.
Even sitting in the car, he could hear the engine roaring clearly.
Suddenly, the headlights caught sight of something, making his heart skip a beat.
It was a corpse.
It lay on the ground.
The body is shriveled.
My back is split open, as if something has burst it from the inside.
Lin Fan parked the car.
Push the door open and go downstairs.
Suddenly, a burnt smell filled his nostrils.
This burnt smell isn't like roasted meat; it's more like the smell of an overloaded electrical wire.
He walked over to the body and squatted down to examine it.
The other party is already dead.
There are burn marks on the skin surface, but they are not external burns.
Its muscles were carbonized from the inside, and a few pale blue crystals remained in the gaps between the bones.
Lin Fan used his dagger to pick out a small piece.
The crystals are very brittle.
It breaks with the slightest touch.
When it shattered, a very weak electric arc was emitted.
Snapped.
Lin Fan felt a slight tingling sensation in his unprotected fingers.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Electrified?"
That's outrageous.
Can infected organisms charge their batteries?
Unable to figure out what it was for a moment, he went back to his car, found an empty mineral water bottle, and put the crystal fragment into the bottle.
He didn't know what these things were, but he could ask the scientists in the underground laboratory to study them when he got back.
After doing all this, he got back into the car and continued on his way.
But as they went further, they found more and more corpses.
Some lay on the roadside.
Some are stuck inside the car.
Several others were hanging on utility poles, their bodies burned down to their skeletons.
But no living infected individuals were seen.
Not a single one.
This is a bit abnormal.
unless……
There are higher-level predators here.
The lower-level infected have all been hunted down or driven away!
Just as Lin Fan was pondering this, a crooked road sign ahead caught his attention.
Karlovy Vary, 27 miles ahead.
Lin Fan glanced at the time.
It was already 2:40 a.m.
If all goes well, we should arrive before dawn.
But given the current bizarre situation, it seems unlikely that he will succeed.
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