Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 529 - 489: Unprecedented Zombie Tide! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Murder on a stormy night.

Yang Tianlong, Dapao, and others were on the high wall at the gate, occupying a strategically advantageous position. At this moment, some prisoners began to emerge from the buildings within the prison.

As soon as they came out, they faced relentless bullets.

In the night rain, the battle was extremely one-sided.

In this prison, there were only two exits—a front and a back door, both of which were now controlled by Dapao, Li Tie, and others.

The only places where one could climb the surrounding wall were also just these two doors. Although in the darkness, some prisoners managed to escape from their living quarters without being detected by Yang Tianlong and others, they couldn’t leave the prison.

This prison was well-fortified, perfectly capable of resisting attacks from zombies, but now, it also trapped the inmates with no way to escape. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Even if they managed to escape from the prison, the Zombie Tide outside would mercilessly tear them apart.

...

Third Uncle listened to an explosion in the room, expressionless.

Behind him, Lao Xie was somewhat puzzled, not understanding why Third Uncle had just stopped them from entering the room.

At that moment, following an explosion, he too understood.

There was someone in the room!

After the explosion, silence fell.

Immediately after, Third Uncle swiftly entered the room, gun in hand, aiming at the spot where the Hand Grenade had been thrown.

All that was visible was the spot of the explosion, where the wall was somewhat collapsed, beneath which was a gruesomely disfigured corpse—its head blown off. The lower half vaguely resembled a human.

Wearing shorts, Third Uncle saw this scene and confirmed his earlier judgment; among those five people who came down from upstairs, besides the outside corpse, this one was the person missed.

This building had been cleared by Third Uncle and his men, and they were about to leave when they suddenly heard noises coming from the basement.

Was there someone else?

Thus, Third Uncle immediately instructed everyone to stand behind pillars, waiting for the person emerging from the basement.

In the basement, Zhuzi personally went down to check the generator’s issue.

After descending into the basement, he saw that the diesel inside the generator was nearly depleted, no wonder the power had been unstable; it was running out of diesel.

Turning his head, he refilled the generator tank with the previously stored diesel, instantly boosting its power.

Zhuzi checked each diesel drum and discovered that only less than five drums remained. He thought he needed to discuss with the others soon—they must avoid using lights unnecessarily and also needed to search for new diesel supplies.

The diesel shouldn’t run out; without it, there would be no electricity at night.

The basement was soundproofed excellently. The sounds from above were much weakened after passing through the barriers.

Plus, with the rain outside and the zombies’ howling, much of the noise from above was masked.

Having refilled the diesel, Zhuzi was now humming a tune, casually emerging from the basement.

Tadatadatada~

As he stepped out and was just closing the basement door, he heard some crying and gunshots nearby.

What was happening?

Zhuzi’s expression changed instantly; he was about to turn around when he felt something hard pressing against his waist.

"Don’t move, dare to move, and you’re dead," Third Uncle said indifferently.

The killings today were fierce. Although the people in the prison were to be dealt with, the two main culprits must be identified.

"Who are you? No, who are you all?" Through his peripheral vision, Zhuzi not only saw Third Uncle but also some other people around him.

Bang~

Third Uncle fired directly, hitting Zhuzi’s knee.

Zhuzi collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with horror.

Third Uncle stated, "I am the one asking the questions, not you. Do you know Black Snake?"

Zhuzi nodded, his face drenched with cold sweat from pain.

Third Uncle then asked, "Good, come here, take a look at the person in this room. Who is it?"

Zhuzi clutched the gunshot wound on his knee, his pants soaked with blood.

Pain!

"I, I, my leg is hurt, I can’t move," Zhuzi grimaced and said.

"Crawl there," Third Uncle said mercilessly.

Seeing Zhuzi didn’t move, Third Uncle was about to raise his gun and finish him off.

He was pressed for time and still needed to support Li Gang and the others, having just happened to encounter this man and guessed that the person in the room might have a special identity, hence he asked.

If this person didn’t respond, he had no time to waste on him.

Zhuzi, seeing Third Uncle’s seriousness, and under the dim light in the aisle, Third Uncle and the others appeared like messengers from Hell; besides Third Uncle, the others were silent, looking particularly terrifying.

Enduring the pain in his knee, Zhuzi crawled towards the person ten meters away.

"Hurry up," Third Uncle said calmly, seeing his slow pace.

Hearing Third Uncle’s seemingly emotionless words, as if spoken by a messenger from Hell, Zhuzi’s mind was muddled. Everything had been fine just a moment ago; what was happening now?

It was all so sudden, everything felt like a dream.

Yet, the occasional sound of gunfire around him and the pain in his knee told him this was all real.

Hiss, hiss, hiss~

There was some water on the ground, only because it was raining, Zhuzi’s crawling speed accelerated significantly.