13 Crowe’s Idea. Start the Rescue

After another two minutes, Crowe returned to tip-top condition and slowly opened his eyes. 

"Crowe, are we going to start the operation?"

Joan was the first to open her eyes when she heard the rustling sound caused by Crowe's movements. Marina and Sean, who were resting, also woke up.

"Yes, it's time." Crowe nodded slightly.

He slowly returned the backrest of the seat to its driving position. Crowe was not an amateur nor a saint when it came to rescuing Sandra. In fact, if anyone would show any malice towards him, he won't hesitate to retaliate. If anyone had an evil intention toward him, he wouldn't hesitate to kill them as well. In this current situation, showing mercy would be no different from courting death.

Crowe had other thoughts in his mind, he was now in the possession of the system. Even if now is not the time yet, Crowe would eventually gain his strength in the future. For now, said if a large number of zombies were to attack him at this very moment, he wouldn't be able to hold them off. Zombies are feral and erratic, they could jump from nowhere and attack Crowe while he was eating, drinking, or even sleeping. He needed to take precautions because this meant life and death.

After all, they needed a proper place to stay. Even if the seats of the armored vehicles were very comfortable, they couldn't live in them forever. It would be unrealistic for them to stay in the vehicle for the rest of their lives. The best solution to survive in this post-apocalyptic world was to build a base.

Crowe's original plan was to reconstruct Bastille University, which had been abandoned by the military and the government, into their base. This was a serious plan that needed to be implemented slowly and rescuing the female student was the first step. After that, they could see if there were any other survivors in the female dormitory.

As this area was mercilessly destroyed by the armored vehicle, there weren't any zombies left near the convenience store. Moreover, this place was less than 200 feet away from the female dormitory building. It wouldn't be much trouble for them to reach there. Come to think of it, there was no harm in saving the girl.

After he replied to Joan, Crowe started to tidy up his clothes. He zipped up the black and white sportswear he was wearing. Although it did not show the outline of the inner muscles, if anyone dared to underestimate him, Crowe's sudden burst of terrifying strength that was three times stronger than an ordinary person would give the other party a head-on blow.

Crowe's finger pressed on the fingerprint identification button, which was originally the vehicle's keyhole. The stalled vehicle was like a beast that suddenly woke up from its sleep. The lights flashed, and the internal display screen glowed. At the same time, the high-performance engine roared and the entire vehicle shook. Flesh that was stuck on the tires shook onto the ground, as dust next to the tires was shaken up and spread around the four tires.

Crowe ignited the armored vehicle and quickly drove it to the entrance of the female dormitory building. Along the way, zombie bits and pieces on the ground were mercilessly whipped around by the armored vehicle.

"You don't have to join the rescue operation, I can handle it on my own."

As the armored vehicle moved forward, the sound of items being organized reverberated throughout the vehicle. Through the rearview mirror, Crowe saw that the people behind him were starting to organize their equipment, although he said that he would be going in alone.

"You're going in alone?" Joan stopped her small hand that was in the midst of organizing her backpack.

"There might be zombies wandering in the female dormitory. If we go together, we can take care of each other," Marina said something that every ordinary person would have said. 

Marina did not have other thoughts in mind, and she was only concerned about Crowe's safety. It did not cross her mind that if Crowe left, there might be zombies that would suddenly appear and attack them.

Sean still remained silent, as he wasn't physically fit to begin with. The only thing he could do with his makeshift dagger was to console himself. If he really had to fight the zombies head on, he would probably be torn into pieces as soon as he met them. Most importantly, he was afraid of Crowe. He didn't dare to and didn't want to talk to him. Even a slight gaze from Crowe would make him nervous.

"There's no need. I can go alone." Crowe said as he steered the armored vehicle.

For an ordinary person, Marina's words sounded more reasonable. If there was an extra person that tagged along, this would also mean that there will be an extra person to watch each other's backs. However, with Crowe's enhanced abilities, he could easily deal with several zombies alone. As for the rest of the group, Crowe did not look down on them, but they just weren't of much help when it came to dealing with the zombies. 

"Although I've never seen Joan's combat ability, I don't think she can defeat a few zombies in a go. Marina and Sean aren't of much use against zombies either." Joan and Marina were speechless at Crowe's remarks. 

Joan had indeed learned some combat skills, but Crowe was right. If they were up against the zombies, it would be possible for the three to deal with it. But if there were a few more zombies that came their way, the result would be deadly.

Marina also understood what Crowe meant because it was simple. If they really followed him into the dormitory, they would not be of much help. They might even cause more trouble for Crowe and may even distract him from the real mission, as he always has to look out for them. They would not be of any help, but instead, be a burden to him. Although Crowe did not point this out directly, it was the reality of things. 

Seeing that the both of them were very reasonable, Crowe was quite satisfied with the decision. Although the two were women, they weren't as pretentious as little girls. Having them on board wasn't that troublesome and wouldn't give him any further headaches.

He continued, "So, you can just wait for me in the vehicle, and wait for my message. When I found this vehicle, I checked it thoroughly and found that its soundproofing was very good. You could hardly hear what's going on inside, and even if there are some zombies that haven't been dealt with, you just need to be careful. You don't need to worry about being discovered by the zombies.

"Moreover, the vehicle is made out of study material. Ordinary zombies can't break it at all. Even if they discovered the armored vehicle, your safety is still guaranteed."

"Okay then. Crowe, just be careful." Joan didn't say anything more.

Yesterday, Crowe had exchanged contact information with Joan and Marina, so that they could contact each other and notify each other of things when they were separated. 

As for why the vehicle had such high technology embedded, that had a fingerprint identification which reads Crowe's fingerprint, Joan decided not to investigate any further. There was no need to investigate such trivial issues.

"Take care of your own safety," Marina reminded Crowe with concern.

"Okay." He replied to Joan and Marina gently. Sean didn't say anything, and Crowe didn't care.

He turned off the engine of the armored vehicle, opened the door, and walked out alone.