153: Plain text distress signal

Shen Yuan took the paper and said, "These are two bases currently launching an attack on a third base, likely for the limited resources. Throughout the entire conversation, there was only one coordinate, and it needed to be calculated manually. This intercepted conversation was from a day ago. Based on the global time zone arrangement and the angle of the sun at noon, a latitude and longitude coordinate can be calculated."

"Why is it so complicated?" Tian Ming shook his head helplessly, taking the paper and reading it again. The content was indeed very confusing.

"Actually, this is already quite simple. According to calculations, this latitude and longitude coordinate is about 1000 kilometers from us. This location is in a neighboring country. They only provided a rallying coordinate, but we didn't find any useful information about the base's location in the conversation," Shen Yuan explained.

"Can we get in touch with them?" Tian Ming asked.

Shen Yuan was startled. "We've cracked their encryption and monitored their conversations. If we actively contact them, they'll know we've deciphered their communications. This could lead to conflict, and they'll immediately change their encryption. Then all our efforts during this period would be wasted."

Tian Ming nodded. He was naturally very clear about these pros and cons. However, he still felt there were too few people. His Shelter currently has over 6000 people.

Currently, the proportion of highly skilled personnel in the Shelter exceeds half. There are almost enough high-end talents, but not many technical ones. Tian Ming has an obsession with population. In the Apocalypse, 'the more people, the greater the strength' is absolutely not an empty phrase, because rebuilding an industrial system requires a large population.

As soon as there was news of a new base, Tian Ming wished he could fly there directly and poach everyone. Take the construction of the Underground City, for example. Tian Ming originally planned to dig the Underground City himself, but because there were so many Ability Users, they could dig it themselves. This kind of spontaneous expansion really saved Tian Ming a lot of trouble.

If the Shelter had tens of thousands of people, many small batches of industrial products could be self-produced and self-sufficient within the Shelter. He would only need to fly into the mountains to get some raw materials and let them produce. Wouldn't that be a fantastic life?

Shen Yuan seemed to sense Tian Ming's thoughts, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

"Boss, you're not thinking of poaching people again, are you? This is over 1000 kilometers away. Even if you did poach them, how to transport them would be a problem. Our transport planes can't fly that far. And these people might all be foreigners."

"They shouldn't be foreigners, I can understand what they're saying."

Shen Yuan couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Boss, what you're seeing is the result after we've deciphered and translated it, okay?"

Tian Ming sighed helplessly, then suggested, "Can we send a plain text message, telling them that there's a Shelter next to the steel factory near Donghai City, and it's currently recruiting a large number of talents from all walks of life globally? Anyone who comes to seek refuge will be well-fed and taken care of. And then broadcast all our latitude and longitude coordinates in a broadcast format? How about that?"

"Isn't that a bit too reckless?" Shen Yuan was somewhat speechless. Had her boss gone crazy wanting more people?

"Reckless? Where's the recklessness? Haven't I always been like this? If I send out the coordinates, those far away who want to attack me will basically have no return and will have to face so many mutated zombies. Those nearby who want to invade us probably don't have that much capability, do they? So broadcasting our coordinates should have no risk," Tian Ming said with great confidence.

Shen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Boss, doing this might bring unnecessary risks to the Shelter."

Tian Ming, however, smiled calmly, "Which do you think poses a greater risk to us, mutated zombies or humans?"

This question silenced Shen Yuan. A single tree cannot stand alone. For an Apocalypse base, resisting zombie invasion, population is also necessary. This is like an ecosystem; the larger the ecosystem, the more stable it is, and the less it fluctuates due to external influences. Shen Yuan understood this principle.

"Alright, I agree with you. Recruiting by radio might not necessarily attract people. If someone receives our signal and contacts us, then we can evaluate the value of rescue. If it's feasible, we can go and rescue them. What do you think?"

Tian Ming nodded. "I think that's very good. Let's proceed with that method. But it will have to wait for a while. I'll go to the air defense base first and get an air defense radar. This is to prevent anyone from sending us 'express deliveries' after learning our coordinates."

Shen Yuan smiled. "Boss, you don't need to worry about that. Precision strikes require navigation. Besides official forces, ordinary bases shouldn't even think about it."

Tian Ming waved his hand. "It's still better to be careful about such things. Go get one of those vehicles used for air defense radar, bring it over for research, and then deploy it around our Shelter. Also get some air defense missiles and such, so we can rest easy."

At this moment, the monitoring station exported another message. It was a plain text distress message.

"We are Donghai City East District Seaport. Supplies are urgent. Can anyone provide assistance?"

Tian Ming took the paper and looked at the content. "East District Seaport? Let's send them a reply and see how many people are there?"

Shen Yuan nodded, then quickly typed on the keyboard. She adjusted the receiving signal frequency to the channel of the information source. Soon, a simple chat window popped up. After editing the message, it was converted into Morse code and sent out.

"Hello, I am from another base. How many people do you have? If suitable, we will consider rescuing you."

Within a short minute, the other side immediately sent a message.

"There are 150 of us here, in the cargo transaction building of Donghai Seaport. We've been trapped since the zombie outbreak, and our supplies are urgent, only enough for a few more days at most. We've sent countless requests for rescue messages, but no one has replied to us."

The other party replied with a long string, and it was clear they were desperate.

Shen Yuan looked up at Tian Ming. "Boss, 150 people, rescue or not?"

"Ask them, what are the professions of these 150 people?" Tian Ming said.

Shen Yuan quickly edited the message, and another minute passed. The other side sent another long string: "Port central control personnel, intelligent logistics engineers, warehouse management administrators, and maintenance engineers who maintain port operations, and so on."

Upon seeing such a message, Tian Ming quickly said, "Tell them to wait, we will come to rescue them."