Su Zheng naturally knew Lu Sheng's temperament. He pulled Meng Botang aside for a brief discussion, and then loudly reassured the restless crowd inside the fence.

"Please don't push. We have contacted the base for support, and vehicles will be arriving soon to take you to a safe location."

"Currently, our military vehicles have limited capacity, and we can only take away 200 people in the first batch. Please line up in an orderly manner and try to let those who are seriously injured and need medical treatment go first."

As soon as Su Zheng finished speaking, the area inside the enclosure erupted in excitement, with pairs of eager eyes instantly igniting with fervent light.

"Me! Take me with you!"

"Get out of my way! Let me go first!"

The crowded people jostled and pushed each other, everyone trying their best to squeeze to the front of the line.

The young couple, who were originally snuggling together, started fighting, kicking his girlfriend, with whom he had shared life and death, to the ground in order to get a better spot in front.

A middle-aged man abandoned his mother and hurled insults at her, while his close friend turned on him and attacked him.

The entire ranch was in complete chaos, and Su Zheng and Meng Botang's efforts to maintain order were futile.

After a brief commotion, only a few small groups remained standing at the front of the procession.

The bald, muscular man at the very front was a metal-type ability user; his arms transformed into two enormous, sharp axes, which he wielded to drive away the surrounding crowd.

"We got on the first car. My older brother is a high-ranking official in the Eastern Conference, so he has priority!"

The bald man, with a face full of scars, looked around menacingly before making way for a portly middle-aged man behind him.

A group of about a dozen people squeezed to the fence, and the middle-aged man naturally stretched out his hand, "I am Qin Zhihua from the Eastern Alliance. I hope to have in-depth cooperation with the Western Theater Command in the future."

Su looked troubled. "Your physical condition is relatively good. There are many seriously injured people who urgently need treatment. You should wait for the next vehicle."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young woman stepped out of the crowd. She was pale and trembling, supporting a young man covered in blood.

"Please, let us get in the car first! My husband's wound is infected, and he's about to die..." she said, choking back tears.

"If you can't take it anymore, just die already! How can the lives of people like you compare to Director Qin's! The death of any number of useless trash won't affect the development of the alliance!" The bald man kicked the woman to the ground and roared arrogantly.

The remaining people were dissatisfied, but fearing the sharp axe in the bald man's hand, they all remained silent.

Hearing the sound, Lu Sheng raised his eyes and indifferently surveyed the argument not far away.

This group of people are timid and submissive when facing zombies, but fiercely attack their own kind, showing that they are only tough when they are in a group.

Zhang Xiaojuan squatted on the ground, cracking sunflower seeds, and spat out in annoyance, "What kind of time is this? The leader is leaving first?"

“We have already requested assistance via radio, and the following vehicles will arrive soon. Please be patient for now; we will not abandon anyone.”

Seeing this, Meng Baitang blocked Qin Zhihua and his group, his brows furrowed slightly in displeasure.

Qin Zhihua's eyes darted around, and he gave a forced smile. "With so many people in the Eastern Alliance needing resettlement, someone has to go and communicate with the Western Theater Command first. As the highest-ranking survivor, it is only right that I go first to discuss the next steps."

It would be foolish not to take advantage of this opportunity! They say there's another bus, but who knows when it will arrive? This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance!

Without waiting for Meng Botang's response, Qin Zhihua swaggered towards Lu Sheng and the others with his henchmen, clearly intending to be the first to get into the car.

As he passed Lu Sheng, the man even nodded and made a fake smile to show goodwill.

But the next second his smile vanished.

"Go back." Lu Sheng swung his long leg and kicked Qin Zhihua back to the ranch.

Qin Zhihua couldn't dodge in time and fell flat on his backside into the pile of dung.

Enraged, the group immediately surrounded her, shouting, "Where did this brat come from! We represent the Eastern Alliance, show some respect!"

Lu Sheng placed one foot on the fence, looking down at Qin Zhiyuan, who had fallen onto the pile of dung. "The Eastern Alliance is gone, do you still need to pretend to be a big shot?"

"From now on, I'm in charge here. Everyone line up according to the severity of their injuries. You bunch of useless trash, get to the back of the line."

The bald man stuck out his neck in displeasure, "Why should I?"

The next second, he was hit hard in the buttocks by Lu Sheng.

"Why are you hitting me..."

"Smack!"

"Holy shit..."

"Smack!"

Three consecutive slaps to the buttocks left the bald man seeing stars.