Ten people walked out through the wall and onto the ground outside, where zombie corpses lay scattered everywhere.
"Whoa... why do I feel like some of them are still moving?"
"Yeah, that hand can still grab things. Be careful not to get scratched!"
Everyone was still a little afraid of the zombies playing dead.
After all, the only time they had worked up the courage to face zombies, Shen Jin and Yang Ao had mercilessly interrupted them.
But the free shooting just now had already stirred their fighting spirit.
Nine of them first used arrowheads to stab every zombie in the head, making sure none would wake up anytime soon.
Only then did they drag the zombies into a pile.
Zhao Mingkai poured the entire bucket of gasoline over them.
He struck a match and flicked it into the pile of corpses.
Whoosh!
Flames instantly swallowed the forty-odd zombies. Thick black smoke rose, driving Shen Jin straight down from the wall.
"Cough, cough... cough! The smell of burning zombies is really... hard to describe."
Yang Ao took out the two blood crystals he had dug from the Evolved Zombies' brains and handed them to Shen Jin.
Then he called everyone back and shut the gate,
leaving the roaring fire outside.
Shen Jin and Yang Ao left, but the ten people could not calm down for a long time.
"Did we just kill zombies?"
"That's right. We shot over forty of them dead!"
"Heh, and I burned every last one of them. None of them are coming back!"
"Hahaha!"
For the first time, smiles of relief appeared on their faces. It was as though part of the mountain weighing on them had been lifted, letting them take a deep, much-needed breath!
Tonight, their conversations would undoubtedly revolve around how they had