The moment Li Dan gave the order, the slaughter began.
This could not even be called a battle.
The Aliens pounced like black lightning, moving so fast that the Zombies seemed frozen in place.
The wet sounds of tails piercing flesh rang out densely within the same second.
Twenty Zombies had their heads pierced at once, twitching as they hung from the tails.
The rest leaped over their heads, claws slashing out. Ten Zombies were severed at the waist, and before their upper bodies hit the ground, inner jaws had already shot out and shattered their skulls.
Some climbed the sidewalls and ceiling, their tails striking down from above like venomous snakes, precisely piercing the skulls of the Zombies below.
This was not a battle. It was assembly-line slaughter.
The Zombies' numerical advantage meant nothing before the Aliens. A single Alien's tail could pierce the heads of three Zombies at once, while one sweep of its claws could sever the spines of two.
Their exoskeletons were completely immune to Zombie bites.
One Zombie bit down on an Alien's calf, its teeth shattering against the exoskeleton. The next second, the Alien's tail pierced up through its jaw and penetrated its entire skull.
The coordination between the Aliens was as precise as machinery.
Whenever a group of Zombies gathered, five Aliens attacked simultaneously from five directions, their tails striking out together and clearing the area in an instant.
They did not even need eye contact—some form of biological pheromone or the flickering of their head crests allowed them to coordinate perfectly.
Most shocking of all was their efficiency.
A Warrior-type Alien charged into the Zombie horde, its tail spinning and sweeping like a propeller, smashing the heads of eight Zombies within three seconds.
A Scout-type Alien raced along the luggage rack, its