Wang Yanbin, who was driving, saw this scene and his hands trembled. He wanted to slow down.
Many women in the carriage gradually became so terrified that they wanted to scream. They had only seen this scene three years ago when the disaster had just broken out.
"Speed up and rush over there. Everyone hold on tight. Gao Shou, guard the windows and don't let the infected person climb in through the windows. Leave the rest to me."
Suddenly, Yang Shen's voice ignored the strong wind outside and entered the ears of everyone in the carriage.
Everyone perked up upon hearing this.
"Listen to Brother Yang, I believe in Brother Yang!" Gao Shou said solemnly.
"Alright, let's go for it!" Wang Yanbin gritted his teeth. It was time to show off his driving skills. He slammed on the gas pedal, and the bus sped off with its speed increasing instead of decreasing.
"Bang bang bang..."
Some of the infected individuals who rushed forward were immediately thrown away, but the windshield of the car also cracked as a result.
At this moment, Yang Shen on the roof of the car also fired. His hand was as fast as a phantom, and the level 3 steel needle pistol was extraordinary because it had become completely automatic. As long as his reaction speed was fast, the bullet speed would be just as fast.
"Bang bang bang..."
Wherever he pointed his arm, one infected person's head exploded.
After taking down more than a dozen of the fastest-running infected on both sides of the flank in one go, Yang Shen quickly replenished his steel needles and continued firing in short bursts.
"Awooo..."
This commotion attracted more and more infected people. Even those infected people who were far away rushed over after hearing the sound.
More and more infected people emerged from the alleys of various residential areas, and then more infected people rushed to the scene.
Gradually, an infection wave formed, engulfing the bus like a tidal wave.
"It's over, it's over..." Wang Yanbin felt his hands and feet turn ice cold, and his whole body was overwhelmed by fear.
At that moment, Yang Shen, who was on the roof of the bus, suddenly bumped into the upgraded steel needle bullet, which was aimed at the front of the bus.
That area also has the highest number of infected people, probably forty or fifty.
"Charge! Don't stop! Leave everything to me!" Yang Shen shouted, his voice drowning out the screams of hundreds of infected people, reaching the ears of Wang Yanbin and the others.
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