"Damn it! What's that thing?"
Zhang Su was about to light a cigarette when he heard Wang Xin, holding a telescope in one hand and pointing towards the battlefield with the other, exclaim in a voice full of shock.
"What thing?"
There was only one telescope, so the others, curious about what could astonish someone who had survived in the apocalypse for so long, raised their rifle scopes and looked towards the distance.
Zhang Su naturally looked towards the battlefield. Just one glance and the cigarette dangling from his mouth fell to the ground, his mouth agape.
"Quick, the telescope, quick!"
Zhang Su snatched the telescope from Wang Xin's hand, blinked a few times to moisten his eyes, and upon focusing, his hairs stood on end!
He saw a slender figure, about two people tall, weaving through the zombie horde with extreme speed. Compared to it, the other frenzied zombies seemed to have slowed down, unable to keep pace. It was like an adult playing with kids in a kindergarten.
