"Everyone, form up according to what the lead driver said. Open fire when you see a madman. Don't worry about conserving bullets..."
The lead driver's organization was highly effective. Although she had only just arrived, after cursing a few times and issuing several orders, she had managed to rally these panicked veteran drivers.
As she shouted, she gathered the seven or eight people she had brought with her.
These people, along with several drivers from the front and rear cabs and Lu Xin, formed a small team of more than a dozen people on the spot.
They grabbed their guns, gathered together, leaned against the big trucks, and aimed in different directions.
After a tight burst of gunfire, two madmen fell, while four or five others leaped back into the empty houses.
Lu Xin watched in silence.
There was no time to pull out his notebook and write it down, but he still tried his best to summarize it mentally:
These madmen seemed to know fear.
It was obvious that they were wary of bullets.
However, another, more savage instinct controlled them, reducing their fear of bullets to almost nothing. In addition, the distortion of their bodies and their increased physical abilities had indeed given them combat power beyond that of ordinary people.
So, were they madmen or monsters?
"How are things up ahead?"
Old Zhou and the others gathered together. Having driven back the madmen, they were a little bolder and shouted their question.
"The madmen pounced on us all at once, and four or five people were lost..."
The few people who had come with the lead driver shouted, "Luckily, the lead driver reacted quickly and shot several madmen dead, then gathered us together... Damn, this is bizarre. We didn't see a thing like this when we