Chapter 315 Full of Ammunition
Hearing the commotion, the zombies roaming the streets turned around in unison and charged towards the military truck, howling as they went.
Compared to the early stages of the outbreak, some of the zombies are now significantly faster and have better reaction times.
The survivors upstairs had never seen such a reckless person, actually trying to break through the streets full of zombies.
Such a commotion attracted a dense horde of zombies.
It's estimated that the people on the train are not going to survive.
Some people shook their heads in regret.
Some people stared greedily at the supplies on the truck...
The green canvas canopy concealed the items, but the outlines of some boxes could be vaguely seen, almost filling the entire carriage.
There must be food on top!
But then, in the next second...
The temperature in the surrounding air rose sharply, and the green belts on both sides withered at an extremely fast pace.
A massive burst of flame descended from the sky, striking the howling zombies charging towards them.
With a single strike, dozens of zombies in front of him were all burned to charcoal.
Those who witnessed this scene were shocked, and then they realized what was happening!
—A superhuman!
The people in the car are superhumans!
Good heavens! Finally, a superhuman has appeared!
Could they also awaken superpowers?
The survivors were filled with excitement, fantasizing that they could become the protagonists of the apocalypse.
Smart people have already realized that it's a military truck! There might be rescue workers inside!
People opened their windows, shouting for help, or hurriedly packed their belongings, trying to sneak away behind the military trucks...
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A safe base on the island.
Yun Zhao and his group of nine spent an afternoon moving supplies from all the nearby hotels to their five-star hotel.
The moment the last two cars were pushed in.
Everyone collapsed to the ground and lay down in the corridor to rest.
The warehouse was already full of supplies, with only one passageway for people to access them. The remaining supplies were all piled up in the guest rooms on the first floor.
Looking at the pile of things, Yun Zhao was too tired to speak.
My arms felt as heavy as lead, and it took a lot of effort to lift them each time. My back was already soaked with sweat, and my sticky clothes clung to my skin, making me extremely uncomfortable.
She tilted her head back slightly, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes, trying to relieve her exhaustion.
The rabbit stood there, holding the sniper rifle, acting as if nothing had happened.
Her king, the chameleon, had left sometime earlier and was now lying outside supervising the burly men as they worked.
"Why aren't the captain and the others back yet? It's almost dark," Rabbit muttered.
Yun Zhao glanced down at the time on the communicator.
6:05.
My teammates have been gone for almost six hours.
Looking at the map, this coastal city isn't very big. In the old days, it would have been considered a third or fourth-tier city, with streets full of zombies. It would take at least five or six hours to get there and back.
"It should be soon."
Yun Zhao propped himself up and called to Rabbit and Qi Ling, "Let's go outside and get the boat over there so it'll be easier to transport ammunition later."
As for those college students, they probably haven't done much heavy work in their lives, and their physical strength isn't much better than Yun Zhao's.
They were all lying on the ground, so tired they were about to fall asleep.
Yun Zhao didn't call them.
The three of them went around to the back of the hotel.
The rabbit found some hemp rope, tied it to one end of the boat, and used a bamboo pole to take the boat to the other side.
The river was wide, but the rabbit was strong. With a strong push, it steered the small boat steadily across to the other side.
Dongyi Town is divided into four parts. The island B where they are located is not large, consisting of two main roads and several smaller paths. If you take your time to explore, you can roughly walk around the entire island in half an hour.
To prevent any survivors from being unable to reach the island, the three walked along the riverbank and gradually pushed some boats to the other side.
Not far away.
Six burly men, wearing gloves and masks from who-knows-where, dragged the stinking corpses together and burned them.
They couldn't fight back, and they couldn't leave, so they had no choice but to obey and work.
Seeing that they were behaving themselves, Yun Zhao ignored them and the three of them returned to the shore behind the hotel, squatted in a corner to rest, and waited for their teammates to return.
It's almost seven o'clock.
The sun gradually disappeared below the horizon, and the sky was shrouded in a hazy gray.
The little bluebird returned first, flapping its wings and flying onto Yun Zhao's head, where it began preening its feathers.
I comb it eight hundred times a day.
Before Yun Zhao could ask it, a commotion finally came from the other side.
She stood up, tiptoed, and looked towards the opposite bank, but could only hear sounds and see nothing.
"It's the captain and the others!" the rabbit waved happily.
Two military vehicles quickly came into view and sped toward this location.
There were many survivors standing on the roof of the car, followed by several private cars. The commotion attracted many zombies along the way.
A brown bear and a lion, each the size of a small mountain, blocked the rear, preventing the zombies behind them from closing in.
But from the perspective of other ordinary people.
All he could see were zombies behind him, lunging forward, howling, but unable to move an inch, as if blocked by an invisible wall.
"What kind of superpower is this?"
“I don’t know…” The young man sitting on top of the truck stared wide-eyed, his face full of astonishment, craning his neck to see what was happening behind him.
Several private cars behind them passed smoothly through the densely packed zombie-infested section of road.
A middle-aged woman standing nearby, clutching a worn-out backpack tightly, looked flustered yet relieved. "So superhumans are this powerful? Who do you think they are? Why do they need to establish a safe base in the city?"
With that ability, you can escape anywhere and live a good life.
Why bother taking the time and effort to collect survivors?
People need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves; with productivity stagnating, it's uncertain how long the city's supplies can last.
"No matter who it is, if they have this skill, following them might give us a better chance of survival," a middle-aged man with a stubble said in a low voice.
The military truck behind us suddenly drifted and came to a stop across the street, its long body completely blocking the road.
"Get out of the car! Run to the shore!" Tao Haohao shouted at the survivors behind him, holding his gun.
The survivors came to their senses and instinctively obeyed orders, hurriedly getting out of the car and running towards the shore.
Only upon approaching did they discover that the entire bridge had been destroyed.
"Oh my god, how are we going to get across..."
"A boat! Get on board quickly!"
"There are so many zombies in the water, I'm scared, please, someone take me across."
"If you're too scared, then you can stay here!"
The people who were in the lead quickly boarded the boat.
Seeing this, Rabbit and Qi Ling quickly pulled the rope, and in just a few breaths, the boat was towed to the other side.
Qi Ling reached out and pulled the person up.
Seeing this, the others on the shore jumped onto the boat.
Wearing Qi Ling's special gloves that isolate dark matter, the rabbit pulled the boat and people at the same time.
Yun Zhao turned around and ran to the window, urging the college students inside to come out and help.
Gunfire continued from the opposite bank, deafeningly loud.
Four teammates stood firmly on the roof of the military truck, firing their guns at the swarming zombies below in wave after wave of intense fire.
Two large trucks, fully loaded with ammunition and thousands of boxes of various types of bullets, provided a continuous supply of firepower.
Supplies have been provided.
Next, Team Zero will begin cleaning out the zombies throughout the city.
Until... the gatekeeper's obsessive despair ends.
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