Old Xie grabbed his old partner and threw him onto the wolf’s back, and leaped onto a Tier One Earth Wolf himself, stepping on the car roof as they sprang out.

"Boom..."

A large group of zombies jumped into the river, causing the water level to rise rapidly and rush onto the shore.

From a bird’s-eye view, within just a few breaths, the entire shore was submerged by the dark gray tide of corpses.

The Jinfeng Chamber of Commerce retreated madly along the street, but the roar of the motorcycles seemed powerless against the zombies’ howls, and in the paralyzing grip of fear, they were dragged from the vehicles and disassembled into parts.

At the front of the convoy were three galloping Earth Wolves, carrying the grim-faced Old Xie and the president of the Jinfeng Chamber of Commerce.

...

On the other side, the Fuyuan Convoy, unlike the Jinfeng Chamber of Commerce, didn’t split into front, middle, and rear; instead, over three thousand people gathered on the bridge, initiating a desperate battle as the corpse tide surged forward.

Their powerful modern firepower sustained them until Tier Two Zombies entered en masse, at which point they were overwhelmed.

In half an hour, four Tier One Evolvers and over three thousand people were annihilated, killing about thirteen thousand ordinary zombies.

This bought the Black Star Convoy precious time for evacuation.

The four major powers defended four bridges respectively, while Black Star, being a secondary force, could choose freely.

Because the strength of the Fuyuan Convoy was similar to theirs, though slightly lower in high-level combat power, they followed the Fuyuan Convoy, having no fear of being overpowered.

Meanwhile, the remaining five hundred protected the temporary base at the stadium management.

But after half an hour of escaping, the Black Star Convoy also suffered heavy casualties, losing almost all engineering vehicles and large carriers, leaving only a dozen motorcyclists, with member losses exceeding five hundred.

This was a quarter of his entire convoy!

"Brother Shan, block it!"

Pang Ke lay on the roof of the off-road vehicle, using his heavy sniper rifle to blow away a leaping attacker from above.

Two reverse-jointed legs and a headless torso fell to the ground with a splat.

"Too fast, can’t keep up at all!"

Chen Shan stood on a modified bus, raising his hands toward the land behind.

The cement ground instantly cracked, and a twenty-centimeter thick earth wall rose swiftly, hoisting the pursuing zombies to six or seven meters high, temporarily blocking the corpse tide.

"Roar—"

"Boom!"

An abandoned sedan flew horizontally, shattering the earth wall, crashing into the rear of the modified bus, nearly shaking Chen Shan off due to overexertion, but caught by Li Xinlong who jumped up.

Chen Shan’s eyes bore urgency, "Master Rong..."

Li Xinlong stuffed a Pan-energy Crystal into his hand, "Get inside the car to recover."

Saying this, he raised his assault rifle, firing a burst to kill a Night Demon attempting to leap from the side structure.

With a "bang," the already fragile earth wall was completely smashed by a muscular figure, scattering debris over the Bone Crusher’s face.

Adjusting direction slightly, the Bone Crusher wielded dual hammers, charging at the convoy like a bull, followed by common zombies, and the slowest, squinty-eyed Butcher.

The two modified buses, trailing at the convoy’s rear, fired dozens of guns simultaneously, immediately filling the air with the crisp sound of falling shells and pungent gunpowder.

Delaying the Black Star Convoy’s engulfment by the corpse tide.

But because it wasn’t cleaned up thoroughly, many zombies from surrounding neighborhoods heard the corpse tide’s roars and emerged.

Zombies in the residential and office buildings on both sides frantically pounded the tempered glass, alarming those in the convoy below.

Just as the convoy was halfway down the street, a large wave of zombies rushed out from the turning corner ahead, led by a Tier One Butcher with a loud crash, while two Night Demons climbed down a glass curtain wall, and a bunch of regular zombies landed on an SUV’s roof like dumplings.

With a "bang," the vehicle lost control and crashed into a nearby clothing store.

Zombies flooded into the clothing store with a clattering sound, soon followed by piercing screams from inside.

But no one dared look back or rescue; the convoy ran over the zombies on the ground, continuing to flee forward.

Gunners on the vehicle frantically fired upon the two Night Demons.

Bullet holes flashed across glass curtain walls and concrete walls, but the agile Night Demons dodged them.

Extending their arms, eighteen crimson eyes in their armpits emitted greedy drool.

"Bang!"

With the gunshot, the scrawny upper half of a Night Demon exploded into pieces.

Pang Ke worked the bolt and roared furiously, "One left, be careful!"

The other Night Demon jumped onto an off-road vehicle in the convoy, piercing the skylight with its claws, when a spinning fire axe embedded in its head, knocking it off the car.

"Yin Yinan, this is called seizing the moment! Damn, I want to do you ahhh!!"

The blood-soaked Wei Tian shouted crazily at the purple-haired woman on another car.

Yin Yinan worked the bolt, standing on the roof to shoot a charging zombie, cursing without looking back, "Push me and I’ll blow your head off! Do it, clean up that bunch up front!"

Heading the convoy, only a hundred or so ordinary zombies remained, a number usually handled within minutes.

Yet in this life-or-death escape, it was crucial for Black Star Convoy’s survival.

"Leave the front to me, everyone else ignore it!"

Old Yang eyed the zombie crowd, his eyes turning pitch black in an instant.

Zombies’ bodies witnessed spreading blotches like skin disease, rapidly expanding over them, with muscles eroded and bones pulled, collapsing into the ground, inflating like furry bread.

Yet the other zombies failed to comprehend the anomaly, trampling over them.

Old Yang’s neck erupted with veins, roaring, "Explode!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The collapsed bodies expanded momentarily and exploded violently, shrapnel like grenade fragments swept surroundings, and viscous blood smeared the street and buildings.

The semi-intelligent Tier One Butcher wiped its face in confusion, observing a large gap in its belly and the common zombies, uttering a puzzled low growl.

Before Pang Ke blew its head off with a shot.

"Damn it! Old Yang, awesome!"

"Holy crap!"

"Charge!"

Under life-and-death pressure, everyone, like ignited powder kegs, vented the oppression inside upon finding a shred of hope.

The convoy rode over corpses, jostling out of the street.

But what lay ahead abruptly halted the Black Star Convoy’s shouts, silencing even the Black Star Five Tigers.

Li Xinlong tossed away his assault rifle with a burned barrel, jumped over, demanding sharply, "Why not move?"

Chen Shan turned, despairing, "Master Rong, we... can’t proceed."

As the vehicle moved forward, Li Xinlong’s pupils contracted sharply.

Perhaps to give them a clear view of life’s final scene, the Storm Zone displayed its mercy, the black storm finally ceased after raging for days.

Chenxi Square had long become a hellscape; burning modified vehicles were heavily piled by zombies’ layered bodies, losing air and emitting thick black smoke, mingled with engine oil and protein stench.

Zombies swarmed densely across the square, forming dozen hills as they fought for flesh, leaving red rivers of blood attracting lower-grade zombies to lick.

And from the front of Zijin South Road came waves of zombie roars.

The scattered emblems and firearms on modified vehicles gave a hint of the previous events.

"It’s Tiejian City people..."

Pang Ke’s voice sank everyone’s hearts.

Being chased to this location by Tiejian City’s people indicated one fact.

Corpse tide already burst through the fourth bridge, sealing off Black Star Convoy’s last escape route.

Zombies ahead discovered the fresh Black Star Convoy, the hills collapsed, and countless zombies emerged from shadowed buildings and the street’s end, instantly blocking the square, while heavy steps and rough breaths of Bone Crushers echoed from behind, hammering everyone’s hearts.

Suffocation and despair spread across the convoy.