Although the armored car was equipped with heavy machine guns and rockets, its firing angles made it completely unable to do anything about the aircraft hovering directly overhead.
The sound of Alice landing on the armored car instantly put the people inside on alert. They hurriedly checked the roof surveillance system, and Alice soon appeared on their screens.
One of the soldiers responsible for the weapons immediately prepared to aim the machine gun at Alice and attack, but a voice suddenly rang out behind him, stopping him.
"Wait!"
The soldier halted his movements and turned to look at his superior in confusion.
A blond, middle-aged man in a black jacket stood behind him, a cross hanging from his chest. His face was gloomy as he stared at the surveillance screen, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he muttered to himself.
"Alice! You actually came to me of your own accord!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man turned to the soldier and ordered in a deep voice.
"Without my order, no one is to attack! I'll capture her myself!"
Everyone in the vehicle promptly responded.
"Yes, Doctor!"
After landing on top of the armored car, Alice quickly surveyed the roof. When she spotted the two Six-barreled Gatling guns mounted on either side, she became cautious, ready at any moment to evade their fire.
What puzzled Alice, however, was that neither machine gun was pointed at her. They looked as though they had broken down.
Alice did not let down her guard. Keeping an eye on the machine guns, she cautiously headed toward the rear of the armored car, intending to pull up the survivor who had been tied behind it and forced to race alongside the zombies.
Before she could reach the back of the vehicle, however, a hatch near the