"We did it! Brothers, we did it!"
"Huh?" Li Zhong's muddled brain obviously didn't understand what Luo Baochun was saying.
Luo Baochun had no time to explain, he had more important matters to attend to and couldn't afford any delay: "The hand-held radio, where is it?"
"Uh, it's here." Instinctively raising his right hand, Li Zhong held the hand-held radio, confused and at a loss.
"Give it to me! Give it to me quickly!" Reaching out, Luo Baochun snatched the radio without any explanation, then turned it on, tuned to the designated frequency, and whispered, "Old Lin, Old Lin, this is Xiao Luo. We've succeeded on our side, the zombies have been successfully lured to the kiln factory. I repeat, the zombies have been lured to the kiln factory. Over!"
Even though Luo Baochun deliberately kept his voice low to avoid attracting the attention of the zombies outside the car, his words still inspired everyone in the action squad.
