Where did those zombies go?
Quiet. The surroundings were far too quiet. Had the zombies lured away by the Fifth Squad gone too far from them, or were they simply difficult to track?
"Should I go over and take a look?" a First Squad member asked.
"No." Xu Feng stopped him at once. "Don't split up."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound tore through the air, grazing past someone's ear.
That member reacted with instinctive speed and instantly shifted sideways, but the unknown object still scraped the skin beside his ear, drawing thin trails of blood.
The five immediately heightened their vigilance and watched their surroundings, but they could see nothing in the darkness, and neither sound nor scent seemed unusual.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two more sounds rang out in rapid succession, brushing past the edges of three people's bodies. One of them passed extremely close to a man's carotid artery, making the danger especially apparent.
Like this, attacks hidden in the darkness appeared from time to time. Most merely grazed them, but as time passed, some had already suffered cuts and lost quite a bit of blood. If this continued, the First Squad would sooner or later be worn out.
More importantly, an unknown species was right beside them. Even retreating was unrealistic.
Splurt!
One person's arm was suddenly slashed open, blood pouring heavily onto the ground. Strangely, the smell was not strong. Perhaps it was masked by the stench of rot all around them.
Under the others' cover, the man immediately bandaged and sealed the wound. Taking a moment to speak, he said, "It's too fast, and we have no idea what's attacking us."
Yet in that brief span of time, the First Squad members covering him were also struck one after another.