"Growl, growl."
"Growl, growl."
A deep roar emanated.
Everyone exchanged glances and shook their heads. It seemed that, just as they thought, this small village shelter might have already been overrun by zombies.
A resistance fighter clung tight to the wall using the suction power of the second-generation war armor, peeking inside.
Ferocious and terrifying zombies were shambling around inside.
"It's over. Inside is full of zombies. This small shelter has already been overrun," the resistance fighter reported the situation.
Liu Tao sighed, "Ah, damn zombies. How can ordinary people possibly defend against them? It's like they don't give any chance of survival."
Huo Fen said, "Brother Tao, let's move on. I believe if we keep going, we'll meet people who are still alive."
