Fierce Battle

"Spit it out already!" Qian Yu was on the verge of an explosion.

"That old bastard got us all killed, what's in it for him???"

Hearing this, Qian Yu's hand, which was gripping the walkie-talkie, suddenly froze. He frowned. His first instinct was that Tang Hai wanted to pit them against each other, using the air-raid siren to get all the survivors killed, and then he would swoop in and claim all the equipment and supplies for himself.

But now that he thought about it, if everyone ran away and died out there, there would be no reason for him to let the survivors into his shelter. He could just wait for everyone to die and then come out to pick up the spoils. They couldn't leave the mist anyway.

Thinking this, Qian Yu's frown deepened. A more terrifying thought suddenly struck him.

Crack!

Qian Yu trembled all over, his eyes unfocused. He yelled into the walkie-talkie, "Son of a bitch, that dog wants to use all of us as bait to lure away the monsters so he can escape!!"

Everyone in the convoy heard this and their hearts sank.

Gathering all the survivors to attract the monsters in the mist, and then seizing their own chance to escape – what a vicious plan!

The stone blocks and barricades at the entrance were all a smokescreen; their real purpose was to make them run!

"Damn it!"

Qian Yu gritted his teeth and cursed. He finally understood. Enraged, he made a decisive command, "Let's go, we're turning back! We'll give him a taste of his own medicine! Even if I die, I won't let that bastard have an easy time!"

Although his words were harsh, Qian Yu was actually very smart.

He understood that the further they ran now, the more they would be doing Tang Hai a favor. Moreover, it was nighttime, and the danger in this dense fog had increased, making their chances of survival extremely slim.

If they turned back, they might just catch Tang Hai off guard. The more chaotic the situation, the greater their chances of finding an opportunity to break out!

In any case, they couldn't let those people get their way by leading the monsters away for them.

Screech screech screech!!!

At his command, all the vehicles at the intersection began to turn around.

The other convoys following behind saw this and immediately fell into disarray. Some frantically followed, while others scattered into the streets, looking like they were each flying off in their own direction as disaster loomed.

Meanwhile, as the horde of zombies was led towards the town by the convoy, the outpost was a scene of carnage.

At this moment, a freight electric locomotive slowly emerged from the dense fog and pulled into the platform, followed by several passenger cars loaded with various supplies. The doors opened, and over a dozen armed gunmen who had been lying in wait emerged and began to systematically clear the remaining zombies in the outpost.

Da! Dada!

A few military jeeps also arrived from another direction. These people seemed to have been prepared, and they immediately started clearing the battlefield as soon as they got out of the vehicles.

Tang Hai and Feng Yuming, who were at the front, emerged from a secret underground facility via a small elevator.

Looking at the devastated courtyard, Tang Hai's expression was worried. He quickly directed his men, "You, hurry up and see what you can grab. Load those vehicles onto the train quickly."

"Hurry!!"

The locomotive pulled several flatbed cars with hinges specifically designed for transporting cars.

Everyone became busy. Tang Hai directed the loading of the supply vehicles onto the train. As the former stationmaster of Beiwan Station, he was very experienced in this regard and quickly organized the operation in an orderly fashion.

"Where are those two?" Feng Yuming asked a few of his subordinates.

"Didn't find them," replied a few subordinates who had entered the air-raid shelter with guns to sweep it. "Brother Feng, we've dealt with the useless people inside."

To make the other convoys believe him, Tang Hai had specifically arranged for some of the elderly and women and children from his own team to stay in the air-raid shelter, all to allay their suspicions.

After all, he and Feng Yuming were hiding in another basement, and their subordinates were divided into two groups, hiding in the shadows, just to make a killing in the mist and, at the same time, divert the disaster while they made their escape!

Tang Hai heard this and looked at Feng Yuming.

"Didn't find them? Did they go out with them?"

Feng Yuming looked back at the open door of the air-raid shelter, his eyes flickering. "I'll go take a look."

"Okay!"

Just as they were preparing to make their grand exit and transfer everyone, the roar of an engine from a distance made Tang Hai's face change drastically!

"Not good, Yuming! Those guys are coming back!" Tang Hai shouted, and his men quickly turned their guns.

Boom!

The giant truck's orange headlights pierced through the fog. Its windshield and shovel were covered in the mangled remains of various zombies as it roared back into the outpost!

Dada dada!

Feng Yuming's men immediately opened fire, and the Black Flood Dragon convoy, unwilling to be outdone, charged in with fury, gun barrels extending from the windows to fire.

"Leave no one alive, kill them all!"

Qian Yu roared into the walkie-talkie.

"Yuming, be careful!!" Tang Hai, seeing the situation was bad, also quickly ordered his men to fire.

The other scattered convoys that followed also charged in. Lou Ye and Lou Shasha drove a pickup truck from one side up the slope.

"Brother, they have a train!"

Shasha in the passenger seat shouted, pointing ahead. Lou Ye stepped on the accelerator, preparing to charge directly onto the railway tracks. However, Tang Hai's dozen gunmen began to open fire, bullets pouring down. He had no choice but to violently swerve the steering wheel and circle back into the courtyard.

Ugh!

Zombies and corpse dogs lunged fiercely. Lou Shasha pulled a modified mechanism from under the car seat, and several spikes suddenly protruded from the side of the pickup, sweeping away the zombies clinging to the car.

"Brother, drive carefully. I'll go look for Kiki and the others!"

In an instant, the two groups opened fire, and at the same time, countless zombies and corpse dogs surged out of the surrounding black mist. The scene immediately descended into utter chaos!

Compared to firepower, the Black Flood Dragon convoy had superior numbers and caught Tang Hai's side completely off guard. The situation quickly became one-sided, and Feng Yuming fell amidst the barrage of gunfire.

"You dare to play tricks on me! I knew something was off with you guys from the start!"

Qian Yu strode forward, stomped on Feng Yuming's chest, and with a cold glint in his eyes, raised his pistol and fired a ruthless shot to the head!

Bang!

Immediately after, he looked up and saw Tang Hai loading many vehicles onto the train, instantly understanding his intention.

"Trying to escape?! Not a chance! Old Eagle, take him down for me!"

To stop Tang Hai, Qian Yu prepared to get into his car and charge forward. Seeing the convoy being gradually swallowed by the zombie horde, he began to consider his options. If he could seize Tang Hai's train and break through, he might have a slim chance of survival. Other supplies were insignificant compared to his life!

Squelch!

Just as Qian Yu was about to get into his car, a muffled piercing sound suddenly came from behind him. He turned sharply and saw Old Eagle facing him, his chest pierced by a black claw. Blood foamed at his mouth, his eyes wide with terror, unable to utter a sound!

"Who did you say you were going to take down?!"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind Old Eagle. The black claw slowly retracted, and a face with a sinister grin appeared before Qian Yu.

Feng Yuming!

At this moment, Feng Yuming's hand had transformed into a black insectoid claw, half his face was caved in, and two spikes grew from the top of his head. He no longer looked human at all!

"You!!!"

Seeing this, Qian Yu's mind went blank for a moment. This person... hadn't he just shot him in the head?

It was only then that he realized this guy was actually an ability user!

Bang bang bang!

Qian Yu instinctively drew his pistol and emptied the magazine, only to see Feng Yuming raise his black, chitinous claw to shield his face and chest. The pistol bullets struck it like they were hitting steel, sparks flying, yet they didn't harm Feng Yuming one bit.

"Quick, take him down!"

Qian Yu panicked and quickly urged the gunmen beside him to fire at Feng Yuming.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

A series of gunshots rang out, but none hit Feng Yuming.

Qian Yu stared dumbfounded. He felt a chill in his chest and looked back, only to see the portly leader of the convoy, who had been behind him, now pointing a dark gun barrel at him with a sinister gaze.

Bang!

Qian Yu was shot between the eyebrows, his vision went black, and he fell down, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

At the same time, the dozens of people in his convoy who were exchanging fire with the zombies were suddenly ambushed by another wave of gunfire. Coupled with the death of their leader, they quickly fell into despair.

Feng Yuming looked at the portly man, a cold sneer on his distorted face. "As agreed, leave half, and you can take the rest."

Bang bang bang!

The portly man, after dispatching a few zombies, looked at Feng Yuming with a pale face and panicked eyes. He said to his subordinates in a trembling voice, "Get in the cars, we're retreating!"

They had already formed an alliance in secret. If they could eliminate the Black Flood Dragon convoy, the portly man could take half of their weapons and equipment.

Facing the overwhelming zombie horde, the portly man didn't know his chances of survival tonight, but seeing Feng Yuming transform into a monster and kill Old Eagle, he could only gamble.

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