Rise From The Doom

Since he didn't dare to get too close to the road, he could only run wildly in the wilderness. However, he was worried about getting lost and didn't dare to go too far from the road.

Fortunately, he was already used to long distance running and could carry a person for a few more hours. Now, he could run very hard by himself, but it was not difficult at all. At around 7 pm, he could already see Xinfeng City in the distance, the city was no longer brightly lit, but there were still some scattered lights.

He walked down the street without any hesitation, and did not meet any pursuers along the way. He guessed that there were two things that happened, one was that the pursuers were behind him, and the other was that the pursuers had taken the road, and rushed in front of him. Regardless of which one it was, he was not very worried, because the night was a world of corpses, and he did not think that the army would act for him in the dark, so the cost was too high.

Ahh!

The mournful shriek was exceptionally ear-piercing in the dark night. Liu Wei An's face slightly changed. Such a loud scream would definitely attract the attention of many zombies. He hesitated for a moment, but still ran towards the direction of the scream.

Under the dim light, intense gunfire could be heard as more than ten zombies began to attack a certain building. The bullets shot out from the building's facade like specks of starlight and a few of the stronger zombies started to gnaw at a corpse on the ground. It should be the person screaming in pain, but now there was only half of it left.

"Charge out, hurry up and charge out, what kind of level 1.5 zombie is inside the building?" A rough voice came from inside the building.

Liu Wei An was suddenly enlightened. He was still wondering why the zombies would dare to come out at night to kill the zombies and why they were afraid of zombies when they blocked the door. So zombies were a double attack, a level 1.5 zombie.

"We can't rush out, there are too many zombies outside." A sharp voice said.

"Even if you can't, you have to." The rough voice was filled with anxiety.

At this moment, a loud roar came from the corridor, followed by a rumbling sound. The wall suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he fell into the crowd of zombies. This person's hands were very strong, but once he landed, his fists were like hammers, smashing into the zombies.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The zombies madly rushed towards it, but they were still unable to get close, letting out angry roars.

"Sanwa, how is it?" The rough voice of the mine roared.

The person called Sanwa madly threw out a punch, not saying a word. However, as more and more zombies approached, his face became redder and redder, and the second time he spat out blood, his expression became sluggish.

"Crap –" A thin figure rushed out of the doorway without caring about the zombie at all. But with a distance of five to six meters between them, there was no time to react.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

A cold light flashed, and the most ferocious one of the zombies that was pouncing towards him suddenly flew up. In the air, the skinny figure saw the zombie fly up, and a shining arrow pierced through its forehead.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

In a split-second, the skinny figure wasn't sure how many arrows shot out, all he saw was zombies flying one by one, falling five to six meters away. The feeling of being crushed by the dried weeds made the skinny figure feel an illusion, this wasn't a powerful zombie, but a chicken duck that was scared silly.

In a blink of an eye, there were no more zombies at the side of the three. The arrows did not stop and shot at the remaining zombies. No matter if it was a level 1.2 or level 1.3 zombie, they had no power to fight back against the arrows. One shot and they would be dead.

When all the zombies had died, the skinny figure had run to the side of the third child, holding the gun, not knowing where to shoot.

"I can't take it anymore …"

A few figures rushed out from the corridor. They were about to recklessly shoot when they saw what happened. Their expressions were stunned. "What's going on?"

"Don't block the way." Behind them were two more figures, then three zombies, one male, one female, and one child. The three zombies were a male, one female, and one child, their clothes were clean, and their faces were skinny, but they didn't have much rotten flesh.

It was unknown if it was because the genes were too strong or if it was due to something, but they all evolved into level 1.5 zombies.

The few people who previously rushed out no longer had time to care about the zombies outside. They turned around and attacked the three Level 1.5 zombies, shooting as they retreated.

Ping ping pang pang …

The bullets struck the three zombies, but were all repelled away by the bullets. The bullets simply couldn't penetrate through, and because they were too close, the bullets almost caused their own people to be injured.

"Aim at the eyes." The only person inside was a middle-aged man who was using a handgun. This man's marksmanship was superb, each shot landing in the same spot.

However, the zombie's speed was too fast. He could only fire two shots at the zombie each time, and the gun's power required three shots in a row to break through the zombie's defenses.

"Out of the way — —" The first one to rush out picked up a trash can, the kind that required a machine to lift, and picked up both of his hands, sprinting towards the zombie like a speeding car, ruthlessly smashing it on top of its head.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The burly man screamed as he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut. Both his hands were cracked and bleeding, but the female zombie only took two steps back. There wasn't even a single piece of skin on her body.

"Retreat!" The middle-aged man felt his scalp go numb. A level 1.5 zombie was not something they could deal with.

"Where is the male zombie?" Sanwa crawled up from the ground. He had been hit by the male zombie, so he had always been staring at it. Who knew that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Captain, get out of the way, it's in the air …" The skinny figure raised his submachine gun and fired frantically. His face was distorted due to his anxiety.

Pow!

The remaining half of the zombie fell to the ground.

By the time the middle-aged man had wiped off the blood on his face, the battle had already ended. Although some of the members of the team were staring at the young man walking out of the darkness with their mouths agape, he was tall and thin like a skeleton. In his hands was a huge black bow.

A large and a small zombie laid on the ground. Their bodies were still intact, but their heads were missing. From the blood and flesh splattered everywhere, it could be seen that both zombies had died miserably.

"Hello, I am the leader of the cockroach team. My name is Dung Shrimp. Thank you for saving me and my team." Although the middle-aged man didn't see the process of the zombie's death, it didn't affect his judgement.

"A team of cockroaches? "The dung beetle?" The tall and lanky figure had a strange expression on his face. The cockroach was still okay, but he had to name himself the Dung Shrimp. How much of a taste did he have?

"May I have your name, my benefactor?" Not because he wanted to, but because he had been called that since he was a kid, and now he couldn't even change his name if he wanted to.

"Liu Wei An."

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