Large tires screeched to a stop in front of a low building, splashing up a muddy wave.
A tactical boot hit the ground as a tall figure emerged from the SUV, a small bag at the waist, and a metal shield in hand, striding towards the off-road vehicle, guarding beside the front passenger seat.
Figures in black raincoats descended from three red fire trucks, cautiously surveying the surroundings.
Especially those distant and indistinct roars, which set nerves on edge.
Yet they'd passed several buildings without encountering the zombies that seemed to appear randomly like NPCs. The yard was as clean as if no one lived there, and the buildings were intact, with no signs of forced entry at the doors or windows.
Lao San jumped out of the off-road vehicle's driver seat fawningly and ran to the side to open the door for Su Huan.
Su Huan frowned as he looked at the ground, the rainwater on the concrete pooling around their boots, an inch deep.
"Something followed us, and it's fast."
