The moment Garcia heard that, he could not help striding over, but another white man stopped him the next second.
"All right, Garcia, we need to get out of here fast if we don't want to become food for those zombies!"
"Forget it. Get in the car, now!"
Garcia took a look and gave up the urge to cause trouble. This was not the time to act on impulse.
"Damn it, what kind of monsters are those?! Hurry! Get in the car and get out of here!"
Just then, another Black man kept firing his semiautomatic rifle at a certain spot. Several crawling zombies with seven or eight legs had already drawn close.
"Mutant zombies..."
Garcia raised his gun and hurriedly fired repeatedly as well, backing toward the vehicle step by step. Once everyone had gotten inside, he quickly climbed into the car.
"Go! Drive!"
With his upper body sticking out of the window, he kept firing at the mutant zombies and roared.
"Right away..."
As he spoke, the modified armored vehicle shot forward like a fierce tiger.
"Whew!"
As they watched the town and the sea of zombies recede behind them, everyone in the vehicle could not help breathing a sigh of relief.
But then...
"My God! What am I seeing?"
At that moment, Masona in the driver's seat suddenly exclaimed in shock.
"What is it, Masona?"
"You guys, what a cool motorcycle! And the riders are actually two beautiful little girls. They're heading straight for the sea of zombies. Are they going there to die?"
"What a waste! Such a cool motorcycle! You can tell from the sound that it's been modified to the absolute best. That engine... I even suspect it might be alien technology. Damn it, I'm definitely getting a motorcycle like that someday!" Masona