Night fell, and a torrential downpour began.

The pitch-black night sky was occasionally punctuated by the occasional rumble of thunder, both surprising and terrifying.

"rise!"

His deep voice spread to several surrounding areas.

Swish~

As the lights rose one by one, these were searchlights that had been prepared for a long time in the base. Each one was like a torch in the night sky, illuminating the surrounding night sky as if it were daytime.

A scout, standing on the rooftop with binoculars, came to report. His eyes were filled with fear, and he swallowed hard, trembling, before urgently saying:

"Three kilometers to go!"

"Quantity," the person in front said calmly.

"None...innumerable."

"Sigh." Xu Xing sighed and stood up, taking out the walkie-talkie he had prepared: "All departments, prepare. The zombies are three kilometers away. We can move out now. This time... there are no casualty targets."

"Click!"

Another loud bang, followed by a sudden burst of bright lightning, like a soldier receiving an order.

Xu Xing has now strategically tightened his defenses, with his first line of defense set up three kilometers away. It's uncertain how long those people can hold out.

Three kilometers away, on the rooftop of a supermarket, Zhao Jie slowly put down his walkie-talkie, glanced in the direction of the villa area, and then looked at the heavy shadows that had surrounded him.

These dark figures, unusually silent today, were like a silent giant wheel crushing everything in their path.

"Set it on fire!" Zhao Jie shouted, and a small, crimson flame, several meters in diameter, fell into a trench several meters deep that had already been dug in front of them.

At the same time, countless flames continued to emerge, illuminating human faces. This was not yet within the range of those lights, and then they were all thrown into the groove like him.

The gasoline in the groove ignited instantly, and the burst of light made some people in the group squint, and then they ran, ran like mad!

The massive zombie horde before them was now fully exposed. It was enormous, countless, and stretched endlessly into the distance, seemingly without end. The flames did not halt its advance.

The first row of zombies stepped directly into the groove, followed by the second row, the third row...

This was no ordinary fire; even the zombies screamed in agony from the scorching flames, yet they remained resolute.

Once the corpses filled the entire groove, the next row of zombies stood on the ground again, no longer hiding.

Like stallions in heat, they converged on the center without any logic, moving at an extremely fast speed, ignoring the houses along the way.

Xu Xing was already standing atop the steel structure that barely served as a city wall, watching the increasingly clear lines of zombies along the way. As soon as Zhao Jie and the others returned, he immediately gave the order:

"Fire!!"

In an instant, thousands of tongues of fire erupted around the city walls, making a series of rapid bursts as bullets, still shimmering under the lamplight, rained down on the densely packed zombies.

Bullets are bullets. Most of the zombies charging at the front are cut in half. Once they fall, they are instantly crushed and trampled by the zombies behind them.

Every minute and every second, countless zombies fall, yet their advance only accelerates.

Xu Xing's pupils contracted slightly. He pulled out a heavy machine gun from his spatial storage, one that he had specifically brought, and unleashed a barrage of fire at the army in front of him.

Not a single bullet missed its mark; the enemy seemed like a vast, endless barrier, determined to engulf Xu Xing and his companions.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, two ferocious zombies carrying a terrifying aura, like tanks traversing a battlefield, instantly soared into the air, causing the surrounding land to crack layer by layer.

The zombies within a radius of several meters were instantly crushed by this force, and the resulting vacuum zone was filled in less than a second.

Two enormous, strangely shaped mutated zombies, seemingly having identified their leader, charged straight at Xu Xing, who was pulling the trigger.

Ignoring the situation above him, Xu Xing continued to sweep forward with his heavy machine gun, instantly felling another horde of zombies.

Whoosh!

A flash of blade, followed by the sound of flesh being sliced, and the two tank-sized zombies that had come charging forward were severed from their heads, crashing to the ground with a thud. Xu Xing disdainfully brushed them aside, and the four blobs of foul-smelling flesh quickly returned along the same path.

A three- or four-meter-long knife was held horizontally above Xu Xing's head, while Pei Xiang stood to the side, holding the knife with an expressionless face.

Ye Kai was providing support on the other side of the villa area; the scale of the zombies was still endless.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Everyone seemed to be shouting as if venting their emotions, trying to dilute the fear in their hearts.

The war was progressing in a bizarre direction. The zombies were tireless and fearless. Even if someone died, another would keep taking their place, making it impossible to kill them.

Even though the corpses of the zombies in front had piled up to several meters high, zombies continued to break through the blockade and advance further.

Eight hundred meters—that was the distance Xu Xing ordered to fire, but as the horde of zombies continued to advance…

"Seven hundred meters..."

"Six hundred meters..."

"Five hundred meters..."

"Four hundred meters..."

"Give them grenades!" Xu Xing kicked the red-hot, already-destroyed heavy machine gun hundreds of meters away, smashing it into the zombie horde without causing a ripple.

Four hundred meters, and they only held out for ten minutes! Now, those blocking their way are incredibly resilient zombies, stepping over other zombies several meters tall to get past them.

Bang bang bang!

Grenades, mixed with torrential rain, poured out. For a superhuman, a distance of four hundred meters was simply a matter of exerting a little more force.

Grenades landed on the battlefield, creating empty areas.

But it was no use!

Those who survived on the front lines were all level three zombies. Rifles were ultimately insufficient if they didn't hit vital organs. Even though many sniper rifles were almost being used as submachine guns, it was still to no avail.

"Xu Xing, their leader doesn't seem to be in the formation." Bai Ling, who originally appeared petite, had grown tall, no smaller than a tiger.

Xu Xing's expression narrowed, and he hardened his heart. He summoned the huge group of mutated beasts that had been inside, and instantly stood on top of the wontons: "Pei Xiang, Zhu Wei, Luo E... take your subordinates and follow me to disperse them!" Xu Xing pointed out several pre-selected candidates, all of whom were level four ability users or above.

"Most of the people on the west side of the villa area were here. At Xu Xing's command, they charged down with guns and enough bullets, a few men and a beast."

"brush!!"

Xu Xing held a chain tens of meters long, used to lock ships, in his hand, and instantly severed a swarm of zombies in front of him at the knees.

The foul-smelling blood splattered out and entered everyone's nasal cavity.

Wonton moved with impunity, crushing a level-four zombie that was trying to escape into dust with a single stomp.

At this moment, the advantage of superhumans wielding guns becomes crucial. They can engage in both close and long-range combat, withstand bullets, and bring the zombies to their side with a single, decisive strike.