Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse (BL)

Chapter 145 - 145 - Approval And Permissions

Zou Yue leaned back, holding his head. "When was the last you heard from that team?"

Uncle Wen sighed loudly, sipping his tea with trembling hands. "The last telegraph* transmission from them was a few days ago. It was a broken message." He massaged his forehead. "They.....they were surrounded, and the tank had flipped.... I haven't heard anything after,"

He nodded, gripping the armrest tightly. "It is more likely that they got caught in the hoards of zombies in the city,"

"It must be likely so..."

"So? What next, are you planning on sending another team?" Yue hopefully looked at him but much to his despair his uncle looked reluctant with this idea. "Uncle Qian is your son,"

"I can't afford to risk anymore human lives. If my son is alive, he might have to find his way home. Just like you did,"

"It's different. I had guns! He does not!"

Uncle Wen spat out his tea. "What! You had a gun? From where? Did you buy them illegally kid? Oh, my god how many times have I told you not to do that? It was too risky."

Yue frowned deeply. "That is not the concern here. Uncle Qian won't be able to come here by himself. The city is overrun. No amount of hiding or running will help. He needs to be rescued. So is Fan,"

Uncle Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. "Not sure who you are worried about, my son or that Fan Xui of yours,"

"He is very vital to this settlement, and so is your son. I made that pretty clear when I told you before." Yue stood p prancing around in the large room.

"What do you expect me to do?! No one is willing to go out now! Not after what happened to the previous team,"

Yue paused. "I'll go,"

"No,"

"I'll go, I'll go and bring them back," Yue ran behind the desk and held his wrinkly hand. "I can do it."

Uncle Wen sighed loudly, removing his hands out of his. "No you are not. You are going home and helping out that aging father of yours,"

"No, I am going, with or without your permission!"

Seeing his firm stance, uncle Wen gritted his teeth. "I'm calling your dad,"

Yue gasped. "You are acted like a school principal. Why do you have to call my dad! I am an adult. I can make decisions for myself,"

"You are barely an adult," uncle Wen grumbled, walking to the door to the study. He opened it wide and sent for a nearby soldier. "Fetch the car. We are making a home visit,"

"Uncle!"

"Silence. I'll talk to your dad," uncle Wen without a word walked out of his huge house to the spacious parking lot.

A few hundred cars were casually parked there. The soldier got into an army vehicle and opened the door for them.

"Get in,"

Yue growled loudly, hopping into the back seat. "Why won't anyone treat me like an adult? I am eighteen, going to be nineteen soon in a month, yet no one takes me seriously! It sucks. Even dad listens to Tian but not me?"

Uncle Wen chuckled loudly. "Eighteen, you are still a teenager. Who wants to send you out for war?"

Yue scooted forward in the gap between the two front seats. "I can enlist in army at my age." He tapped the military guy. "Hey how old were you when you joined?"

"Me?" the driver looked surprised at him. "I was twenty,"

"See,"

Yue gave a defeated sigh and laid on the spacious back seat. "I am mentally older,"