After Wang Jingyu returned, he had barely soothed his crying wife before lying down without even bothering to undress. Less than an hour later, someone came to report that the zombies were gathering again.
Wang Jingyu sprang up and swiftly put on his shoes. With no time to say anything to his wife, he gave her one loving look and hurried away.
He raced up onto the city wall and only managed to catch his breath when he saw that the zombie horde had yet to arrive.
But he soon felt as though he were suffocating again. Looking through his binoculars, Wang Jingyu saw that the four-meter-tall mutated zombie had somehow gotten hold of a huge Iron Rod!
As though it could sense Wang Jingyu watching, it waved the club in a blatant challenge!
Waving at Wang Jingyu wasn't enough. It grabbed a low-level zombie from behind itself and tore its body apart with both hands.
"Fuck you! You fucking zombie bastard!" Wang Jingyu roared.
That was exactly how it had killed that fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy. Wang Jingyu had attacked with everything he had, but he still hadn't saved the child and had nearly been scratched himself.
Xiao Xiaoshan hurried over to steady him and murmured, "Colonel Wang..."
Wang Jingyu nodded to show that he understood.
He steadied his breathing and hurriedly began organizing the defenses.
Whatever ulterior motives the independent Ability User teams usually harbored, faced with life or death, they all chose to obey his orders.
Wang Jingyu didn't try to move them with patriotic sentiments. People's hearts had long since changed after the apocalypse, and there was no need for that bullshit. Everything he promised offered tangible benefits, such as points and Crystal Cores.
After all, Wang Jingyu had plenty of experience and a knack for