Among the horde of corpses.
A Strength-type zombie, relying on its robust physique, raised its ferocious head and roared at the figure clinging to the anti-theft window.
Biu!
The Strength-type zombie, which had been extremely savage just moments ago, had its head instantly explode.
As brilliant as a shattered watermelon.
Viscous blood splattered all over the faces of the surrounding zombies. This group of ordinary zombies appeared very foolish. Their big brother-level Strength-type zombie had its head blown off by someone with a single shot, fresh blood staining your faces, yet you didn't even look, just kept your heads raised, shrieking and looking at the human clinging to the anti-theft window.
Truly very cold.
Diep Thien, holding a sniper rifle, knelt on one knee on the roof of the steel behemoth. The power of a single headshot was just that ferocious, and she was already accustomed to it, no longer feeling excited just because she had hunted an evolved zombie.
"A pity about that white crystal."
Aiming at another evolved zombie, she pulled the trigger. An invisible spiritual bullet shot out from the muzzle, without sound, without movement, spinning at high speed, as if the air offered no resistance at all, allowing it to pass through.
Bang!
Bang!
One evolved zombie head after another instantly exploded.
For the evolved zombies, they never expected such a situation even at the moment of death, not even having any reaction.
At this moment.
Tu Dinh, clinging to the anti-theft window, looked despairingly at the zombies shrieking ferociously below.
She just wanted to go to the Duong Quang shelter to seek help.
But the number of zombies was terrifyingly large, blocking her path. If not for a single breath supporting her, she might have already let go, allowing the zombies to devour her, saying goodbye to this wretched and despairing apocalypse.
"Old mother has had enough."
"Not playing with you all anymore."
This was just her thought. The reality was... even if forced into a dead end, she still had to find a way to survive. There was no other reason, just fighting desperately for Nhuc Nhuc.
The current situation was much more severe than she had imagined; she had already been forced into a dead end.
What should she do?
Climb towards the rooftop?
But...
Suddenly.
She saw those large-bodied zombies among the horde instantly have their heads explode.
What on earth happened?
Tu Dinh's eyes widened. The very ferocious zombies had died inexplicably. Panicked, she looked around and saw a modified vehicle parked not far away. On the roof of the vehicle was a person kneeling on one knee holding a gun, and two mysterious people wearing metal armor and holding blades.
Was it them?
She didn't know what her outcome would be, but she only hoped she absolutely had to hold on. Her fingers gripped the anti-theft window tightly, gritting her teeth. Even though her stamina was greatly depleted, she endured. With hope in her heart, a force would erupt from within her body, supporting her already exhausted frame.
"Hold on, don't let go! We're here to save you!"
Old Chung opened his face mask and roared. His resonant voice not only brought spiritual support to Tu Dinh but also caused the ferocity of the zombie horde to erupt. They turned their heads, fixing their gaze on them.
"Ooh ooh..."
The ground trembled.
The zombies shrieked ferociously, rushing towards Old Chung and his group.
"Dong Gia, get to work," Old Chung reminded.
Dong Gia struck a pose, the straight blade in her hand emitting a dazzling light, its sharp edge ready to hunt zombies at any moment. She was no longer the her of the past, but Dong Gia, who had gnawed on crystals and undergone an earth-shattering transformation.
Physical training was useful.
But compared to gnawing on crystals, the improvement from training often couldn't keep up with the effect of crystals.
Don't look at Dong Gia not being a Strength Awakened; gnawing on crystals could only enhance her spiritual level. In fact, the improvement in her physical constitution compared to normal training was still unimaginable.
A large number of ordinary zombies rushed over.
Old Chung, wearing battle armor, held a straight blade in one hand and a shield in the other. He suddenly charged in, the shield held in front of him. With a thud, he directly sent the zombies rushing from the front flying.
The zombies sent flying, along with a group of rushing zombies, were knocked into a chaotic mess. This was a brute force that humans could not achieve.
"Zombies, your arrogant days end here!"
Old Chung waved the straight blade in his hand. "Phut phut" sounds were incessant as the rushing zombies were cut in half by the sharp blade.
The straight blades in their hands now were not the ones from before that could only be wielded to the first stage. Instead, under Lam Pham's nurturing, they were enhanced to the limit they could wield.
The sharpness needed no further mention; even if a diamond was placed before them, it could be easily split.
The seemingly foolish Old Chung would often only show his foolish smile to those worthy of trust. And what the zombies encountered was Old Chung's rage as a middle-aged man.
If Old Chung represented strength, then Dong Gia was the representative of agility. Wearing battle armor, she would often strike preemptively just as a zombie was about to act, using light and precise attacks that made it difficult for the zombies to resist.
They didn't have Lam Pham's kind of wild hunting method but reaped the lives of zombies one strike after another. When the numbers were too large, zombies would attack from behind.
Diep Thien would just pull the trigger, blowing off zombie heads one shot after another.
Chuc Thanh, waiting in the car, sighed with emotion.
"They are getting more and more in sync."
Everyone wanted to try hunting zombies, but the ferocity of the zombies surpassed imagination. Although he could see the zombies' condition, his own strength was still very weak.
Even wearing battle armor, he could only deal with one or two, three or four at most, definitely not as dashing as them.
Old Chung was clawed at by zombies. The zombies' fingers wanted to tear through the battle armor, but the metal battle armor was extremely hard. The shield and straight blade in Old Chung's hands were both sharp weapons for hunting zombies. The sharp edge of the shield was enough to tear zombies apart.
Battle armor and awakened abilities were indispensable.
Although Awakened ones wouldn't turn into zombies if bitten, the pain of being bitten was still there. And battle armor was the divine artifact protecting Awakened ones. Even if surrounded by ordinary zombies, they were completely unaffected.
Charge!
The current Old Chung was like a wild bull. With his shield, ordinary zombies were like tofu. If not torn into five or six pieces, at least their organs would explode, their chests caved in. Zombies with slightly weaker bodies appeared as if they were about to shatter.
At this moment.
Tu Dinh had long been dumbfounded by the situation she saw. She had never seen such formidable survivors. The zombies that had pushed her to a dead end couldn't even withstand a single round in their hands.
That young lady clearly fired her gun, yet there was no sound at all.
And on the rooftop of another tall building.
Lam Pham choked the Screamer-type zombie's throat, telling it not to make a sound. He had hunted zombies all the way here and then saw Old Chung and his group hunting zombies.
He thought of stepping forward to resolve it.
But he didn't move. Old Chung and the others needed to grow. The future was the era of Awakened ones hunting zombies. He was happy if someone could grow.
Watching the tacit cooperation between Old Chung and his group, he nodded with satisfaction.
Really very good.