Chapter 1680
After a round of cordial and friendly discussion, the dozen or so survivors left the convoy crying and shouting, fleeing north.
If they came to their senses early enough to find a few vehicles, their chances of survival were still quite high while conditions favored them.
The two local police officers, however, chose to stay and join the group.
It was not because they possessed some lofty awareness, but because they were clearly more clear-headed and calm.
Following such a powerful group gave them a much better chance of staying safe.
Compared to Mocalan Town, the streets of Stermoxi Town were far less congested.
But that only showed that the biohazard outbreak in this town had been more sudden, the infection more severe, and that its gangs had not held the same overwhelming control as those in Mocalan. In the early stages, they had simply failed to strike the zombies effectively.
Just getting from the entrance to the police station had already used up a third of their ammunition, while the street ahead was still packed with zombies surging toward them.
With such density, along with the occasional stalled vehicle on the road, even an armored vehicle would have trouble forcing its way through.
"Our objective is to clear them out, not flee for our lives. There aren't many options available to us."
Chris stared at the dense horde, his face grim.
Once the number of zombies reached a certain point, they became even more terrifying than the special infected!
They might be able to escape by relying on speed, but confronting them head-on was nearly impossible.
Even someone capable of killing Lickers would be no exception!
"It's not too bad. This is the main road, but the zombies gathered here are only part of the whole city.