The other zombies continued their moaning approach, unaware.
“Getting bitten means infection!” Tang Hao’s roar came from above: “You must shoot the head!!”
Before his words finished, the young man seemed to wake from a confused dream and suddenly moved—
Tang Hao could barely see how he lifted his foot. In the blink of an eye, he saw him rush out like a whirlwind, brushing past the second zombie.
The young man stepped on the third zombie’s shoulder—a high-security prisoner who had escaped during the zombie outbreak—and then fired several shots, exploding the heads of the zombies reaching for him.
However, more zombies surged forward. Tang Hao, watching from the third-floor window, could clearly see zombies from the street gathering towards them!
—He was running out of bullets!
The young man showed no hesitation or fear, directly leaping forward. He almost stepped on the zombies’ heads and shoulders, each step lightning-fast and incredibly risky.
Within seconds, he had crossed the zombie horde like a forest of branches, landing in a single-knee crouch on the road outside the prison gate.
Tang Hao instantly understood his intention, his eyebrows raising.
As expected, the young man didn’t pause, springing like a cannonball towards the nearest car.
It was an ordinary Toyota Camry, both doors open, with a middle-aged male zombie as the driver, constantly moaning under the restraint of the seatbelt, blue-purple fingers blindly scratching forward.
The young man didn’t look back, shooting the driver’s head, throwing the body out, and swiftly sitting in the driver’s seat, closing the door with a sharp snap.
The zombie corpse fell among the horde, tripping the nearest zombies. Tang Hao lowered his binoculars, his expression slightly dark.
“Colonel, we must retreat immediately.”
The solid iron shutter at the hall’s end, under the zombies’ relentless pounding, was about to collapse. Concrete chunks fell, and with a nerve-wracking screech, it was torn open.
Ragged, bloody zombies poured in like a tide. The front-line soldiers fired, and the prison hall instantly became a bloody battlefield!
Tang Hao strode forward, shrugging his shoulder, unslinging the MP5 submachine gun from his back, pouring a storm of bullets at the zombies climbing into the hall, sending rows of undead flying back from the 9mm Luger’s massive impact.
“Colonel!”
