The Terrifying Nightmare

"Brother Lei, you—"

Seeing that Zhao Tianlei remained motionless, Yang Feng, who was hiding behind him, was extremely nervous. Unable to hold back, he once again asked in a low voice, staring at Zhao Tianlei's back.

Without even looking behind him, Zhao Tianlei said quietly to Yang Feng, "Yang Feng, retreat a hundred meters."

"Lei—"

After hearing Zhao Tianlei's words, Yang Feng froze, somewhat unable to believe that Zhao Tianlei would suddenly order him to retreat. No matter when it was, everyone feared death deep down, but they never dared disobey Zhao Tianlei's orders and arrangements. Thus, after hearing the command, Yang Feng did not dare delay at all.

After merely grunting in acknowledgment, Yang Feng immediately followed Zhao Tianlei's order and hurriedly retreated, moving backward as he withdrew. Throughout the retreat, the bow and arrows in his hands never slackened. He remained constantly vigilant.

Seeing Zhao Tianlei suddenly stop and Yang Feng retreat with his bow drawn, Wu Xuan, who was in the vehicle, grew extremely tense, mistakenly thinking Zhao Tianlei was about to make his next move. His fingers also moved lightly over the sniper rifle he held in both hands.

Clutching the blade and ax in his hands, Zhao Tianlei tiptoed toward the entrance of the medical center. With every step he took, his nerves tightened further. If even the slightest sound came from inside, Zhao Tianlei would immediately retreat, pulling back to a safe position.

He was getting close. Under Zhao Tianlei's extreme caution, he finally neared the entrance of the medical center. Apart from several scattered barricades around the area in front of the entrance, there were no other defensive fortifications at all. Even the medical center's large iron gate had been smashed open, with the entire gate on the right lying on the ground.