"I'm running out of gas." Chen Ergou looked down at the fuel gauge, the "Thorn" had been running outside for a whole day, but not a single living survivor had found it.

According to the addresses provided by the survivors' camps, the Tiger team ran almost every street and alley in Changsha City, but the reality was always playing a game of hide and seek with the team members, and Zhao Qiang began to wonder if the reports of missing people in those camps were true.

Zhao Qiang never regretted the establishment of the Survivors Alliance, in his opinion, every life is precious, and the establishment of this alliance is to allow more people to be protected, so that the fire of humanity will not be broken.

"There is another place, if we don't find it again, we will evacuate." Zhao Qiang looked at the map, the next marking point is not far from the current location, if there are really missing people there, because he gave up his actions and died in despair, Zhao Qiang will never be at ease.

The last search was still a failure, and hundreds of zombies were wandering aimlessly through the streets around the target location, when the sudden appearance of the Thorn startled them and swooped down on the Thorn.

"Alright, let's go home." Disappointed, Zhao Qiang had to give up the search operation, and the performance of the zombies had already shown that there could be no missing people in this area.

"The base calls the Tiger Squad, the base calls the Tiger Squad!" In the headset, a call from the base came.

"This is the Tigers, what's the matter?" Zhao Qiang pressed the call button, and the base rarely called when the team was on a mission.

"There are survivors in the camp who have been attacked by zombies and need support."

"Roger, please let us know the location."

"Hexi University Town, near Hunan University, switch to channel 4, you can talk to them."

"Received, we'll go as soon as we refill the fuel."

Zhao Qiang adjusted the channel of the walkie-talkie, and a terrible cry for help suddenly came from the earphones, "We have been attacked" "There are too many of them, we can't stop it." ”

"This is the Survivor Alliance Tigers, we are on our way, and the estimated arrival time is 10 minutes."

"Hurry up, I'm afraid we won't last that long!" In the headphones, the roar of the smasher has been transmitted to the ears of the team members along the radio waves.

Turning off the communication, Zhao Qiang's mood became heavy. The survivor camp was made up of a horrified group of students who survived in the heavily walled dormitory building thanks to the school's concerns about the safety of the students. Because when the disaster occurred, it was close to the winter vacation, most of the students had already returned to their hometowns after the exams, and there were not many students left in the dormitories.

According to the schedule, the survivor alliance that relocated to the Jianglu Machinery Factory originally planned to rescue the survivors after settling down, but the process had to be advanced.

Ten minutes, so much can happen. While the Thorn was speeding away, the battle was coming to an end. The students didn't have guns, so they had to sharpen their sticks and make improvised spears to fight against the zombie army. Their strategy was simple but seemed to have some effect, with a few strong students acting as the main defensive force, using spears against the zombies at the front, while the other students kept blocking the zombies' progress with tables, chairs, benches and other miscellaneous objects.

Even so, the students' defense line has reached the last floor of the six-story dormitory building, and the dozen or so students have no way to retreat. Expressions of despair and fear had taken over the young faces, the boys' resistance didn't seem to have much effect, a few improvised spears had been taken away by the zombies, and the last layer of defense was about to be breached, and a few timid schoolgirls were already crying.

"Tiger, where are you?" Zhang Jun was so tired that he almost collapsed, and after the high-intensity battle and malnutrition, Zhang Jun's body was extremely weak.

Even today, even with the strictest food controls in place, the last bit of food has been eaten. In search of food, several athletic students who were still physically fit ventured out. At first, it went well, and the big boys each ran back with a big bag of food.

The good times didn't last long, less than 50 meters away from the door of the dormitory building, the good luck of those boys came to an end, a group of zombie dogs that came out of nowhere instantly took the lives of these young people, Zhang Jun can never forget, the big boy named Wang Hao, at the last moment, he endured the severe pain of being bitten by the zombie dogs, and stuffed the bag of precious food from under the crack in the iron door.

Soon, the zombie army was surging from all directions, a small iron door was as vulnerable as paper in front of the smasher, Zhang Jun had no choice but to endure the grief, leading the students to pile up all the things that could be used around them in the corridor, using the sharpened wooden sticks as long spears, and stabbing through the gaps between the obstacles to the zombies who kept removing the obstacles.

"Hold on for another 2 minutes, and we'll be there in no time." On the walkie-talkie, the man's voice was so calm, but in Zhang Jun's sound, it was like a death notice, 2 minutes, through the gap between the tables and chairs, the terrifying face of the smasher could already be seen, Zhang Jun tightly hugged the food that the classmate exchanged for his life, and the other students also shrunk into a ball.

"Will you avenge us?" Zhang Jun was completely desperate, he could already feel that the stenching mouths of the zombies spewed out the airflow hit his face, he didn't want to die, let alone become these disgusting monsters in front of him after death, but the rescue team still had 2 minutes, and the zombies were less than 2 meters away from him.

In desperation, Zhang Jun suddenly heard a terrible siren outside, and the sound that he once felt so harsh sounded so beautiful for the first time, and the offensive of the zombie army was also stagnant with this harsh sound.

"They're here to save us!" Zhang Jun didn't know where the strength came from, so he jumped up, went crazy and got into the bedroom one after another, moved out the bed boards, desks, chairs, etc., and kept piling up behind the barricades.

The sound of ping-pong gunfire rang out like popping beans, and the attention of the zombie army was attracted by this sudden intruder, and gradually, the gunfire got closer and closer......

"Are you all right?" The deep baritone sounded again, this time, no longer coming from the walkie-talkie, but literally not far away, accompanied by the sound of a symphony of gunfire.