I Am Carrying Gold From the Post-Apocalyptic World

After noon, everyone gradually woke up. After having a bit to eat, Wang Bin shared the news he had received from Commander Li with the group.

Upon learning that the troops were running low on ammunition, everyone was filled with worry. Wang Bin had already prepared for the worst-case scenario, giving each person a bag containing some food and water to ensure they wouldn't starve even if separated.

Additionally, each person received a walkie-talkie and earpiece. Since the radar station at the headquarters was still operational and powered by solar energy, signals could be received in this area. However, these items couldn't be taken out for now. Firstly, there was no way to explain their origin, and secondly, the troops were also short on communication equipment. If discovered, they would likely be requisitioned quickly. If Wang Bin had more, he wouldn't mind giving some to the troops, but he had only prepared enough for each person this time.

After greeting everyone, Wang Bin headed towards the headquarters. He needed to inquire about the zombie situation and, as the Chief Instructor managing thirteen thousand survivors, he also needed to discuss the next steps with Li Junshan.

As Wang Bin stepped out of the building, passersby greeted him, and he waved back as he made his way to the headquarters.

The guards at the gate recognized Wang Bin and didn't stop him. However, when he went to see the commander, they asked him to wait at the entrance until they reported his arrival.

"Chief Instructor Wang is here, please have a seat!" Li Junshan and a group of senior officers seemed to be discussing something. Upon seeing him enter, they quickly invited him to sit down.

"Commander Li, just call me Wang Bin from now on; it's more comfortable that way." Wang Bin didn't stand on ceremony and pulled out a chair next to an officer to sit down.

"That's against military discipline!"