That night, many people died in Safe City.
That night, Safe City held on, but at a great cost.
Amidst the thunder and downpour, the ground was covered in corpses, making it impossible to distinguish between human and zombie bodies.
What was clear, however, was the dense horde of zombies still surrounding the wall.
The rainy night continued, and the zombies did not stop.
North of Da Zhangshu Base.
A Prison in the suburbs, dozens of kilometers from the provincial capital.
Its walls were 8 meters high, topped with anti-theft netting.
Outside the walls, zombies rampaged.
Inside the walls, there were no zombies, but the atmosphere remained tense.
Among a group of prisoners in jumpsuits, a bald man with a venomous snake tattooed on his throat held a cigarette between two fingers.
Hiss~
The bald man took a deep drag from his cigarette, then lowered his head to look at the person he was currently stepping on.
"Big Head, I trusted you so much, and yet you dared to betray me. Good, good."
The bald man's expression was somewhat twisted as he spoke with hatred.
The man on the ground, with his hands tied behind his back, gasped for air and said:
"Boss, I was momentarily possessed, I'll never dare again. Boss, I've been with you for so many years, even if I haven't achieved anything, I've worked hard. Please, please let me off the hook.
I can make amends, Boss, please, for the sake of all these years, spare me."
The bald man swallowed, and the snake head on his throat skin moved with the gulp, its forked tongue seemingly flicking.
It looked eerie and terrifying.
The bald man said nothing, but instead, he flipped the man on the ground over.
Then, he forcibly pried open the man's eyes and directly pushed the still-smoking cigarette butt into his eyes.
Seeing the bald man's action, the man was terrified and tried to dodge, but was quickly held down by those beside him.
The bald man gripped the man's eyeballs tightly, with such force that he even dug a finger into the man's eye.
"No, no, no! Boss, I was wrong! Ah!"
Sizzle~
Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the smell of burning flesh wafted through the air.
Those around, upon smelling this, actually licked their lips.
Immediately after, a smell of urine wafted over.
The bald man stood up in disgust, rubbed his hands, and then said, "Carry him out and throw him outside to feed the zombies."
"Boss, Boss, Boss, no! Please spare me! I really was just confused, Boss..."
Two people came up and dragged him directly out of the hall.
Accompanied by a loud thud.
Thud!
Amidst the desperate screams, the zombies, like fish starved in a pond, writhed and fought over him.
After a short while, the screams ceased.
Only the zombies' roars remained.
The two people on the wall, witnessing the gruesome death of the man below, couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow.
"What do you think Big Head betrayed the Boss for? When I asked him just now, he wouldn't say anything."
"I don't know, but I know the Boss hasn't been in a good mood lately, so let's not ask too many questions, lest we bring trouble upon ourselves."
"You're right. Let's go, this rain keeps falling, it's quite cold."
South of Da Zhangshu Base.
Three hundred kilometers away.
A small, fully armed unit of thirty people cautiously moved through a city.
Their bodies were covered in something odorous, an indescribable stench.
However, they were able to stealthily move through this zombie-infested city.
Clang~
Someone accidentally kicked an iron can on the ground, making a sound.
The surrounding zombies immediately took notice and began running towards them.
"Oh no, we've been discovered! Run!" the leading squad leader yelled.
But they had already been spotted by the zombies, and the surrounding zombies swarmed towards them like Ants.
"Quick, quick!"
The team members behind him all fled backward.
However, they had only run a few steps when they discovered a large horde of zombies also emerging from behind them.
"Captain, what do we do now?"
The man in charge immediately noticed that there were fewer zombies on the left, so he said, "Break through from the left, hurry up, be quick. Otherwise, if we get surrounded and die, none of us will make it out."
The zombies ran incredibly fast in the heavy rain.
They instantly reached the small unit, and to the right of these people was a tall building.
They dared not go inside the building.
Although these zombies had no consciousness, the longer it rained, the more frantic they became.
Not to mention, they were unfamiliar with this building and had never entered it. If there were also zombies inside, they would be entering a dead end.
Caught between a rock and a hard place.
What's more, if they were forced to stay inside this building, they wouldn't know when they would be able to complete their mission.
They couldn't afford to wait.
To their left were dozens of zombies, and the leading man ran while directing the team:
"Team One and Team Two, block the zombies behind us.
Team Three, clear out these zombies on the left, then quickly find a vehicle and leave here."
Bang, bang, bang.
Gunshots echoed, and zombies were mowed down like grass.
However, there were simply too many zombies behind them. The air was filled with the stench of corpses.
The zombies, like ink, spread across a white sheet of paper.
The white sheet of paper was like this small squad, constantly being stained black by the dark ink.
The white areas grew smaller and smaller, while the black ink became more and more abundant.
Boom~
Amidst an explosion, some of the zombies in front were directly blown away, creating a vacuum zone within a few meters.
"Quick, quick!" the leading captain yelled, his voice even hoarse from shouting so loudly.
"Captain, there are simply too many zombies. At this rate, we definitely won't have enough bullets."
The leading captain looked at the squad rushing to the left, then said, "Team One, go reinforce Team Three. Team Two, fight and retreat."
The rain kept falling, and the wind howled.
A teammate in Team Two, who was left behind, had his shoe grabbed by a zombie in front while reloading.
Just as it was about to bite, he was pulled back by a teammate behind him.
But there were simply too many zombies in front, making it impossible to pull him free.
Team Two's squad leader saw this and raised his gun to shoot.
But as soon as he turned around, zombies swarmed in from the side as well.
Ah!
Seeing that the teammate whose shoe was grabbed was about to be pulled away.
The person who came to help said painfully, "Don't let go."
They were from the same village, joined the military together, and had been comrades for so many years; he couldn't let him die.
The man held by the zombies shouted, "Zhu Zi, let go! Otherwise, we'll both die! Let go of me, damn it!"
The other teammates, who were blocking the zombies, resisted them while rushing over.
But they could see that the zombies behind them were about to surround their entire Team Two.
The man whose shoe was grabbed directly pulled out his dagger and stabbed the zombie.
The zombie was directly impaled.
"The zombies are surrounding us, run, you damn fools!" the leader of Team Two watched as the zombies encircled them.
