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

"Cough cough."

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law?"

The violent collision almost knocked everyone in the car unconscious.

As soon as Lu Yong regained his senses, he looked towards Chen Xiaoyong in front but found that he had already leaned over and pushed the car door open.

"F*cking hell."

Chen Xiaoyong's head was covered in blood, and he cursed in a low voice as he kicked the driver, who was either dead or alive, out of the seat.

Gunshots were already coming from outside.

After breaking through the middle, the two trucks had traveled less than ten meters before they stopped.

Instantly, a dozen heads poked out from the trucks, glanced over here for a few moments, and then started shouting excitedly:

"Where are they!"

"That Chen is in the car over there!"

Meanwhile, the men Chen Xiaoyong had brought with him were also gradually coming to their senses.

"Damn it!"

"Kill them all!"

"Almost broke my damn leg in the crash!"

In their ears were the painful groans of injured companions, and before their eyes were the detestable grinning faces of Peng Yue's men; the battle erupted in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The man with the shotgun had just stuck his head out of the vehicle when three steel-core bullets hit his face and chest.

The powerful impact dragged the body out of the vehicle.

A cloud of red mist instantly spread in the air.

Most of Peng Yue's men were on top of the trucks.

The thick walls of the truck not only provided them with strong protection but also gave them the high ground in the ensuing firefight.

From above, they could see the opponents almost completely.

Any attempt to raise a head was met with several handguns aimed and ready to fire, which, even if not fatal, was enough to suppress.

At the same time, the horde of zombies behind them had finished feasting on the fresh corpses and, drawn by the gunfire and blood, were rapidly converging in this direction.

This was the real danger.

Peng Yue had never thought he could annihilate the enemy with just a dozen or so people from two trucks.

He was just giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Didn't you want to trap me in the warehouse and watch me get eaten by zombies? Well, now it's your turn!

But now, it was Chen Xiaoyong and his forty or fifty men being attacked by zombies and bullets, not Peng Yue.

Let's see how you die!

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Peng Yue's eyes.

The scene of his younger brother dying before his eyes surfaced in his mind almost every day.

Even at night, he would repeatedly dream of that day's events.

He would have loved nothing more than to tear the enemy to pieces and feed him to the dogs bit by bit!

Today, the opportunity had finally come.

But in his line of sight, the SUV Chen Xiaoyong was in seemed to still be moving.

No good, he's trying to escape!

"Big brother, it looks like that Chen is going to run!"

"Should we get out and chase?"

Trucks aren't like ordinary cars.

They're inherently massive and extremely hard to turn.

Not to mention that they had purposefully wedged their trucks together diagonally across the road to block it as effectively as possible, making it impossible to move them out of the way quickly.

In desperation, Peng Yue suddenly rolled down the window and shouted outside:

"Hey, Chen!"

"You're just going to tuck tail and run like this?"

"All these people fighting for you, and you leave them behind to die?"

Peng Liu, who was next to him, immediately understood his big brother's intent and also started shouting outside urgently.

Chen Xiaoyong, who had been planning to sneak away amidst the chaos, couldn't hold back any longer but still suppressed the anger in his heart and stepped on the gas pedal.

Who ends up the deer's victor is not yet known.

Just wait and see.

"Brother-in-law, but what about them..."

Lu Yong struggled with his conscience as he watched his companions being sandwiched between the zombies and the convoy, clenching his fists.

But Chen Xiaoyong didn't show any hesitation, not even turning his head, he said:

"Shut up!"

As he spoke, he picked up another gun from the ground and tossed it over.

"Take it, just in case."

Lu Yong couldn't help feeling a bit touched as he looked at the handgun his brother-in-law had thrown at him, his own had been lost during the crash, he didn't know where.

At this point, the situation was already beyond redemption.

Outside there was a cacophony of ghastly howls.

Peng Yue's plan had succeeded—the horde had caught up.

Hundreds of zombies, big and small, crawled out like rats from a sewer, gnawing at anyone they saw, only pausing briefly at the sound of gunfire.

It was just that their bullets had been spent in the previous blocks and the recent fight, leaving only a few sporadic shots before a complete silence settled in.

"Help!"

"Someone save me!"

"Run, run for it, Yong has already run away!"

Those too slow to escape were tackled to the road by the zombies, and within moments, a dozen claws ripped open a living body.

The few lucky ones who avoided the first wave of zombies quickly searched for any vehicle that was still drivable, and soon, two or three pickups started slowly.

But how could the frenzied zombies just watch their prey slip away?

Suicidal impacts quickly shattered the fragile car windows.

A car that had just started was immediately turned into a can with its lid pried open, as three or four small zombies squeezed in through the windows.

"Ahhhh!"

Screams were incessant.

Even though it was daytime, it sent shivers down everyone's spine.

The people on the truck were somewhat stunned by the sight.

But after their momentary daze, what followed was a strong sense of relief.

If it wasn't for Zhang Ye, this hellish scene that was unfolding below would have happened to them, and they would have been the spectators as the people below were.

Peng Yue felt this the most intensely.

But he still didn't understand how that young man had managed to do it.

As he was pondering, a somewhat nervous voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkie in the vehicle.

"Bro!"

"They seem to be headed our way!"

What?

Peng Yue was startled and hurriedly glanced outside.

Indeed.

The horde was approaching.

Chen Xiaoyong and his men were either dead or had fled, and the defensive line they had formed with the cars had all but collapsed after their own ramming.

With the horde's charge, a total collapse was naturally expected.

Those who could leave alive from this place were estimated to be no more than one in five.

But Chen Xiaoyong had run away.

He had slipped through the green belt while the zombies were distracted by his subordinates, and by now, he was almost out of sight around the corner of the road.

"Should we chase after him, bro?"

Peng Liu asked, unwilling to give up.

If they chased by car now, they might still catch up.
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The prerequisite was not having these zombies that had already completely blocked the road.

Peng Yue shook his head, but his eyes showed no sign of disappointment.

They had more than just these two trailer trucks.

The remaining vehicles were parked around the warehouse, on several branching paths.

Moreover, Gao Feng, who had come with them, had not shown up yet, most likely having received instructions from Zhang Ye; he was lying in wait on the inevitable route that Chen Xiaoyong would take to return.

"Let's go, let's get out of here first."

"Meet up with the others."

Peng Yue decisively ordered, and the two trucks parked in the middle of the road started moving slowly, soon disappearing into the main road ahead.

Leaving behind nothing but people struggling and howling on the ground.

As well as the zombies, ousted from their feast.