This vast mountain wilderness had become a battlefield everywhere. Ninety percent of it was a fierce battleground between Wolf Fang's regular army and the zombies. Chu Han had left these constant battles, large and small, entirely to He Feng.
Just as the Wolf Fang Team's battle deep within the forest ended, the zombie slaughter in the rear also came to an end. With no mutants lurking behind them to direct them, even the most deeply hidden zombies were rooted out and killed one by one, until the forest was left in ruins without a single zombie alive.
He Feng led more than three thousand people as they continued feeling their way forward. He had no idea what lay ahead, and in the Apocalypse Era, where information had regressed to primitive levels, they could only investigate in person.
Thus, two days later, the main force finally met up with the returning Wolf Fang Team, Chen Shaoye, and the others!
When they saw that this group's numbers had drastically dwindled, with many people dragging boards loaded with the bodies of fallen comrades, every regular soldier of Wolf Fang felt waves of shock rise in their hearts.
The Wolf Fang Team, which they regarded as invincible, had actually suffered such heavy losses?!
Even so, the three thousand newly recruited Wolf Fang soldiers were still fired up. They had heard that there had been a full fifteen hundred mutants on the First Battlefield in the rear.
Now that the Wolf Fang Team was walking back along the return route, didn't that mean the staggering number of mutants had already been slaughtered?
They really were incredible!
At that moment, Chen Shaoye saw the situation ahead. He strode forward and informed He Feng of what had happened, the fat on his face trembling uncontrollably with rage.