You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

"Bang!"

The corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Gao Feng's thoughts were instantly pulled back to reality by the gunfire.

Without looking back, she got up and ran forward a few steps, then leaped, landing precisely in the middle of the plank as a heavy creaking sound arose once again beside everyone's ears.

"Come quickly, Captain!"

The subordinate who had charged ahead was already reaching out his hand from the other side.

The other two clenched their teeth, loaded the last magazine into their rifles, and began to fire wildly at the horde of zombies gushing out from the building.

Ratatat—

Bullets hit the zombies, splattering blood mist after blood mist.

On the rooftop of less than twenty square meters, there gathered more than fifty zombies, their slender bodies as agile as monkeys.

The continuous gunfire, like thunder before a torrential rain, exploded among the horde of zombies, finally causing the already frenzied zombies to lose the last shred of their sanity and start to leap towards the rooftop in a frantic, falling-forward-then-getting-up-again manner.

In an instant, countless bodies fell like dumplings put into a pot through the gap between the two buildings.

The zombies gathering below were instantly thrown into disarray.

"Push the plank down!"

"Quick!"

Gao Feng had just arrived and immediately turned around, bent over, and flipped the plank under her feet down, severing the connection between the two buildings in an instant.

The zombies that had been climbing halfway across the plank were desperately jumping towards this side.

But before they could reach the steps, they were knocked down by the sweeps of bullets.

The number of corpses on the ground was piling up.

But the number of zombies on the rooftop had not decreased in the slightest.

They were still repeating the process of charging and jumping until Gao Feng and the others on the opposite rooftop disappeared from view, and the terrifying screams that seemed to belong to evil spirits finally came to a halt.

The world seemed to regain its former calmness once again, with only a few zombies unwillingly following the path to the opposite side.

In the end, they could only turn into the corpses lying on the ground with broken spines.

After who knew how long, a large foot suddenly stepped onto the pile of corpses, the huge body instantly bent over, stuffing all the lifeless flesh and blood into its mouth.

And behind it, one by one, nearly identical figures began to gather from all sides.

A narrow, dark shadow suddenly landed on the rooftop.

With scratching, tearing, and biting, the zombie beneath was quickly decapitated, and the relatively fresh internal organs were scooped out and devoured entirely.

Soon, there were only scattered skeletons left on the ground.

And hollow skulls.
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When Gao Feng finally returned to the caravan's compound, of the eight Hunters who had gone out with her to scout Jiangbei District, only three were left, each looking as if they had been through a long journey, utterly exhausted.

The guards on the walls initially thought they were being approached by enemies.

But as the distance closed, the figure of Gao Feng, walking at the front, was quickly recognized by them.

"Holy shit!"

"The Captain and the others are finally back!"

One of the Hunters exclaimed, about to jump down from the wall, but his companion immediately grabbed him.

"Has canned food made you stupid?"

"Go notify Director Zhang and Big Beard first!"

The man quickly snapped out of it, uttered a few affirmatives and turned to run towards the operations office inside, soon followed by several others coming out with him.

Leading them was Zhang Ye, who had just arrived today.

Following him were Big Beard and others.

"Open the gate!"

"What are you waiting for!"

Seeing the gate still firmly closed, Big Beard couldn't contain his anger and quickly ordered the people above to open it for them.

And the people serving as guards up there were Gao Feng's subordinates.

If it weren't for the company's regulations, which prohibit opening the doors for people returning from outside, they would have opened the gates eagerly to welcome the captain home.

Now that they had received approval from above, they naturally opened the thick gate without a second word.

The people approaching almost all bore injuries.

But they seemed to be in good spirits regardless.

The woman leading them had disheveled short hair, which under the setting sun, took on a somewhat blood-red hue.

It was only upon drawing closer that the specks of red were indeed revealed to be splotches of blood.

Seeing this, the guards naturally did not dare to relax and, after looking apologetically at their own captain, began to check their injuries according to procedure.

Before long, one of them ran up to Zhang Ye, standing at attention as he reported:

"All injuries have been checked!"

"Preliminary assessment, they're not from zombies or Mutant Beasts, mostly scratches or abrasions!"

Big Beard eagerly awaited the man to finish speaking, then, with an inquiring tone, said, "Director Zhang, about Captain Gao and the others—"

The implication in his words was simple.

He wanted to seek an opinion on how to deal with Gao Feng and her team.

Although every guard and security officer in the company had been strictly trained by Xu Lin and had some understanding of basic injuries, the current situation was clearly different from the past.

Any uncertain injury could potentially lead to chaos caused by infection.

Thus, according to regulations, there were usually two options in such circumstances.

One, deal with the risk directly.

Two, isolate them for observation for a few days, and if no mutation occurs, then consider releasing them.

Gao Feng had been silent all along.

She seemed not to worry about the situation she might face.

But in those tired eyes, there was a hint of joy as she gazed dreamily at the man speaking before her.

"Let's observe for a few days then,"

"But don't treat them like prisoners; they're our own people. Fulfill any needs they might have as much as possible, understand?"

Zhang Ye's gaze shifted across the four people outside the door and quickly made a decision.

Being cautious was never a bad thing.

Especially when lives were at stake?

With the boss's order, the three Hunters visibly relaxed.

It was just a few days of confinement, right?

No big deal.

The important thing was to stay alive.

And with Zhang Ye's promise, their quality of life for the next few days would certainly not be too bad; they wouldn't lack food and drink at least.

Gao Feng gave no indication of disagreement, merely nodding her head.

Soon after, the four of them were confined to their quarters.

Gao Feng's was a single room.

At night, the sky brimmed with starlight.

In a two-story dormitory built against the western wall, the woman sat upright, her usually calm face revealing a trace of nervousness.

Gao Feng had never expected that man to visit her in the middle of the night.

"How are your injuries?"

"Still in pain?"

Zhang Ye's tone was soft, his face showing concern as he spoke, reminiscent of the office teachers who feign kindness while asking students questions.

Outside the door stood two zombie guards at their posts, motionless like statues.

The woman still didn't speak, only shaking her head.

In pain?

It was merely a scratch.

The life of a Hunter Squad was much more dangerous than any other combat team; to her, such wounds were nothing at all.