Zombie Ambush

Wilderness, endless yellow sand, abandoned steel buildings, rusty old cars parked by the roadside, and skeletons mostly buried in the yellow sand.

A pickup truck roared past, kicking up clouds of yellow dust. The driver was an elderly man missing half an ear, with dark skin and strikingly defined features.

He was wearing a faded military green short-sleeved shirt, and had a tattoo on his arm of two snakes coiled around a short sword. The tattoo looked cheap and was already somewhat blurred.

Two men sat in the back seat of the jeep. One was a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap that covered most of his face.

The other was a handsome young man with a Shotgun on his lap. He was also wearing a baseball cap. The jeep was driving through the wilderness, with yellow sand rolling outside, making it look extremely desolate.

Chen Wang was wearing a baseball cap, his expression calm, occasionally glancing out the window.

We've already driven for an hour, and the journey has been uneventful.

At this moment, Chen Wang's gaze lingered on an abandoned steel building, where a vulture was perched, its body stained with blood and riddled with rotting wounds, looking extremely ferocious.

"Have birds turned into Zombies too?"

Chen Wang glanced at him indifferently before turning his gaze to Zhao Jin, the middle-aged businessman beside him.

"Boss Zhao, why didn't you get an armored vehicle to drive around in?"

Zhao Jin smiled and shook his head, "That thing is too flashy. I just got this car through someone."

Chen Wang asked, "A third of the three-hour drive has already passed, why is Boss Zhao still so nervous?"

Zhao Jin clenched his fists tightly, his breathing becoming rapid, and sweat beading on his palms. Hearing this, he gave a bitter smile. "It would be best if we could live in peace. Who knows what enemies I might have in the business world over the years?"

Doing business in the Great Winter World is extremely easy to offend people. The scarcity of resources amplifies people's ferocity to an extreme. Even in civilian areas, gunfights can break out over food and water, let alone more sophisticated businesses.

After a brief conversation, Zhao Jin offered Chen Wang a cigarette.

Chen Wang took it, but didn't let Zhao Jin light it for him.

Instead, he took out a lighter and lit the cigarette himself.

The old man, who was missing half an ear, was a very skilled driver, and his driving style was quite wild.

Sometimes they drive on abandoned, dilapidated roads, and sometimes they drive directly through the wilderness. Their driving skills are incredibly impressive, and they drive very fast.

Chen Wang took a puff of his cigarette, but the old man's sudden drift almost made him drop it.

"Uncle, why would you need to drift on this road?"

Chen Wang couldn't help but say.

The old man, who only had half an ear left, turned his head and grinned at Chen Wang, revealing a set of yellow teeth and a slight gap in his front teeth. He opened his mouth to indicate that he could not speak, and then pointed to the rearview mirror.

Chen Wang glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a huge lizard crawling out of the ground. Its eyes were grayish-white, and it was from the spot where the old man had just drifted.

Chen Wang raised an eyebrow. At such a high speed, without activating his mental power, even with his senses being more acute than the average person, it would be impossible for him to discover the giant lizard hidden under the yellow sand.

Chen Wang gave him a thumbs up. "You're really something else."

Despite missing half an ear, the elderly man, who was driving attentively, turned his head and grinned, appearing extremely kind and honest.

Zhao Jin explained, "Old Yang's vocal cords are damaged, so he can't speak, but he's a very steady driver and very conscientious in his work."

"After my business failed, many people left, but Old Yang stayed."

Zhao Jin was somewhat moved.

Chen Wang nodded, looking at the back of the deeply etched old man.

"Still a loyal servant?"

Chen Wang thought to himself.

The jeep sped through the wilderness, with no one following it.

Of course, with this old man's incredibly skilled driving, it would be difficult for anyone to track him down.

"Unless we use helicopters."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

He stuck his head out and glanced at the sky outside.

The sunlight was blinding and extremely hot, but there was nothing unusual happening.

Zhao Jin asked with some curiosity, "What's wrong, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Wang shook his head. "Let me check if any helicopters are following us."

Zhao Jin was taken aback, then shook his head.

"If it really comes to the point of deploying helicopters, I'm afraid we won't even be able to get out of the Shelter."

Chen Wang was curious about Zhao Jin's experiences, but he didn't want to ask too many questions about his business failures.

How powerful can a businessman's enemy be? Chen Wang had that much confidence.

We just need to guard against some high-powered weapons, lest we be targeted by someone.

Otherwise, even though he had a defensive Law Artifact protecting him, his employer would be in serious trouble.

Chen Wang subtly touched the Earth Spirit Ring on his finger; he also had the Golden Armor Talisman and the Golden Light Talisman in his pocket.

From then on, the journey continued in silence; the three-hour drive was indeed somewhat tedious.

Just as the vehicle was about to pass an abandoned steel building, suddenly!

A man wearing a shirt stained with oil staggered out; his skin appeared to have suffered severe burns, as if he had survived a horrific artillery battle.

Gray eyes

It's a Zombies! Zombies usually don't attack such fast-moving metal vehicles, but this Zombies is different. It bent its legs and lunged directly at the jeep.

This Zombies runs extremely fast; in short sprints, it's even faster than some hunting dogs and cheetahs.

But the old man with the deep features reacted even faster.

He swerved the steering wheel sharply, narrowly avoiding the Zombies.

It then sped down the road, leaving the Zombies behind.

The man, covered in oil stains, persisted, speeding after the jeep, but was only left further and further behind.

This unexpected turn of events caught the attention of Zhao Jin middle-aged businessman, and Chen Wang, who were in the car. Zhao Jin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Just then, the Zombies was finally rid of, but several more men ran out from the abandoned buildings around them. Their eyes were gray, and their muscles had atrophied.

One of them had only half of its head left, while the other's facial features were burned and squeezed together.

The Zombies pounced on the jeep one after another with great speed and a clear objective: to get to it!

Zhao Jin looked tense, his face pale, and he gripped his backpack tightly, pulling out a submachine gun from beside him.

Chen Wang turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You ambushed Zombies on the way to the Shelter B beforehand?"

He found it somewhat absurd; even with the intervention of Qiongqi Mining's official soldiers, he wouldn't have found it too outrageous.

At that moment, Zombies suddenly appeared and pounced on the speeding jeep. It was hard for Chen Wang to believe that this was a coincidence.