Under the watchful eyes of several people, the sniper rifle bullet sparked violently before piercing through the vehicle and disappearing into the fuel tank.
The next moment, the car exploded with a roar. Flames, accompanied by thick smoke, shot up to the roof above and then fell back down, filling the space and instantly engulfing all the infected.
A burning tire flew out through the raging flames of the explosion, heading straight for Old Zhang's face. Fortunately, Wang Lan spotted it in time and kicked it aside.
But Old Zhang seemed to be enraged. He took out several grenades in succession, pulled the pins and threw them down. The metal grenades bounced several times on the ground before rushing into the sea of fire and exploding.
The already raging sea of fire surged even more violently, with the flames even threatening to leap outwards. Wang Lan quickly turned around and shouted, "Close the door! Close the door now!"
Sun Muchen had already run towards the switch the moment Lao Zhang threw down the grenade, and as Wang Lan shouted, he stepped on the switch.
The sound of the machinery operating, with its belts and gears, filled the air. The ground began to merge towards the center, and just as the flames were about to spread, the cracks in the ground disappeared, blocking the flames inside.
The group felt relieved.
Old Zhang sighed and said, "I think there really aren't any living people left in the fortress. I saw the clothes of those infected people clearly just now. Some were wearing uniforms, and some were wearing white coats. They came from all walks of life. They... they were all infected."
Wang Lan and Sun Muchen remained silent.
They certainly saw the clothes, and their appearance largely signified the rampant and terrifying spread of the infectious virus, leaving even the powerful final fortress helpless.
But then again, didn't the infectious virus originate from the final stronghold?
Why are they still getting infected?
If the virus had many transmission routes, such as through the air or droplets, that would be understandable. But the virus can only be transmitted through biting. Given that the final fortress possesses a large number of advanced weapons, there's no reason why so many people should be infected.
Wang Lan suddenly couldn't understand it.
At this moment, Sun Muchen said from the side, "Is there any point in us going down? Like Lao Zhang said, the people in the fortress are likely all infected. Even if we go down, we might not find any help, and we might even have to fight a large number of infected people to the death. Should we... still go down?"
Wang Lan looked at Sun Muchen strangely, "Why would you suddenly say something like that? Have you given up?"
Sun Muchen shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm giving up, it's just... I'm suddenly feeling a bit lost."
Old Zhang agreed with this viewpoint, nodding repeatedly, "I'm also a bit confused..."
"What are you confused about?" Wang Lan rolled her eyes at him and looked at Sun Muchen, saying, "No matter what, we still have to go down. In the current situation, we can only choose the relatively easier path between two dead ends. The infected inside are easier to fight than the monsters outside. We have no other choice."
"well…"
Sun Muchen sighed, opening her mouth as if to say something, but Wang Lan walked over and patted her on the shoulder, saying first, "Cheer up, we have to survive!"
Old Zhang said with a bitter smile, "Survive...haha...even though there are only three of us left, we still have to survive..."
Although the residents of the safe zone were all harboring their own ulterior motives and living like savages, when only three people remained, they were still deeply moved.
Even if order collapses and civilization perishes, humans are still social animals.
A single tree cannot make a forest. Even if this forest is a dark forest, it is still a forest.
"Open the passage!" Wang Lan said, rousing himself. "Given the intensity of the fire just now, even if the infected aren't all dead, they must be half-crippled. We need to act now, otherwise that net of light won't hold for long."
The gate of the final fortress, the light net that served as the last line of defense, was now intermittent, and the energy supplying the cutting light was insufficient; a breach was only a matter of time.
The walls inside the fortress were already showing obvious dents and bumps from the mutated animals' rampage.
I stepped on the switch again.
As the ground parted to the sides, a wave of heat, carrying the aroma of meat, rushed out. The ground leading down was black, but the walls and ceiling were also charred black.
The first thing you see is a car burned to a shell. Some of the infected corpses are burned to ashes, while others are burned beyond recognition. The parts connected to their heads are still barely alive, but the more they move, the more their charred bodies break into pieces and fall to the ground.
The group stared at the passage for a while longer, and after confirming that no more infected people had appeared, Wang Lan said, "Let's go, let's drive down."
Old Zhang patted the heavy equipment on his body and said, "You drive if you want. I have too much stuff on me, it's affecting my driving too much."
Wang Lan was taken aback and said, "But I can't drive!"
Old Zhang slowly walked to a car, opened the back door, and slowly sat inside, saying, "I've seen them all; they're all automatic. Just give them gas and they go. Anyone with a brain can drive them."
Sun Muchen walked over to Wang Lan, patted Wang Lan's shoulder in the same manner, and said, "Let's go, brother. It's like you've mastered another skill."
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