Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 313 Despair
A city can rise to glory with the support of five million people, or it can fall into an abyss with the riots of five million people.

Three seconds after the box fell into the hole, a tangible sound wave swept across all the zombies present.

The second-tier zombie that was chasing the Black Kite special agents stopped in its tracks, its crimson eyes flashing. A moment later, it let out a shrill howl, followed by hundreds and thousands of first-tier zombies. The sound spread layer by layer, and finally, hundreds of thousands or even millions of ordinary zombies.

Like a giant fleshy loudspeaker made up of five million sound sources.

The entire city of Zhijin trembled amidst the howls of corpses!

The boiling horde of corpses swept over the building like a tidal wave, scattering in all directions.

Suddenly, a six-meter-tall second-tier butcher in the horde of corpses raised its head, a hint of surprise on its fat face, as a tiny creature, not even as thick as its finger, flew straight toward its head.

The butcher instinctively grabbed the bronze statue in his hand and swung it through the air like a baseball.

"boom--"

The two objects exploded upon contact.

A figure with a golden kite clipped to their collar dropped their rocket launcher and fled at top speed.

The explosion drew the attention of the entire zombie horde, and the direction the figure fled was towards Zhinan District, where the Four Greats were located.

……

"what's the situation?"

President Jin Feng's heart skipped a beat as he watched the ferocious roars of corpses across the bridge. "Could it be that some force has attacked?"

Old Xie was extremely busy. One of his hyenas was injured while fighting a second-tier night demon and kept whimpering. The remaining three hyenas were also getting on his nerves and howled incessantly. He tried to calm the restless hyenas while denying the situation.

"Impossible. Fuyuan and Tiejiancheng are both incompetent; they haven't even reached the bridge yet. Black Star is indeed a dark horse, but its progress is only similar to our Jinfeng. They only reached the bridge today, and the surrounding residential areas haven't even been cleared yet. How dare they—"

Halfway through their conversation, they both thought of the same possibility and agreed on the same point.

"Black Kite!"

Old Xie's expression was solemn. "That is indeed possible. Black Kite is much stronger than us. If they want to seize the initiative, they may have already crossed the bridge. We also need to speed up our progress."

Listening to the roaring corpses across the river, Jin Feng, the leader, felt something was amiss. "We can't rush things. We've been fighting for over ten days now. When our men and horses are exhausted, we need to be even more cautious. Let Black Kite test the waters first, and we'll try crossing the river tomorrow."

"Do as you say," Old Xie shouted to his men. "Set up two more heavy machine guns here, aimed at the bridge, to prevent zombies from storming the checkpoint tonight!"

Just as they were assuming the heavy machine gun, a figure suddenly appeared running rapidly on the other side of the bridge.

Wearing a quick-drying shirt covered in large patches of black grime, with a sports watch on his wrist, his hair was dry and falling out, revealing bulging veins on his scalp, and his forearms had become blade-like structures that would stand upright when extended forward and then lie horizontally to gain more air support when pulled back, like scuba diving fins.

On his thick thighs, strong muscle fibers were exposed, while his calves were so slender that the shape of the leg bones could be seen.

With his scarlet eyes fixed on the two of them as if he had seen the finish line, he sprinted wildly.

"It's the Hunters! Prepare to fire!"

"wrong!"

Old Xie keenly sensed that the vibrations beneath his feet were unusual; a Tier 1 hunter couldn't possibly make such a commotion.

Before he could find a high spot, more zombie heads leaped over the highest point of the bridge, like marathon runners following a pace setter, sprinting wildly towards the edge of the bridge.

"Zombie Tide!"

Old Xie's expression turned serious. "Send another two hundred men. I'll manage here. Go check on Hei Yuan's situation..."

Having built up such a large force in the apocalypse, the two had seen their share of big and small events, so they were naturally not intimidated by a horde of zombies. However, the boiling roars of the zombies ahead made them suspect that there was more to the story.

"No need, I've already arranged for someone to keep an eye on Hei Yuan. If there's any trouble, they should be back by now."

Just as President Jin Feng finished speaking, the heavy machine gun opened fire. A man ran up to the two men from behind, panting, and said, "President, Black Kite has escaped!"

Old Xie's pupils contracted, and before he could speak, his old partner roared at him.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

But the order was given too late.

As he shouted, a dense mass of heads appeared on the river, their bloodshot eyes fixed on the Jinfeng convoy on the bank with covetous eyes.

"boom!"

A jumper descended from the sky, smashing a nearby abandoned vehicle and creating a large crater.

Before he could even get up, he was killed by the prepared crowd, but more jumpers were already descending from the sky.

Night demons had already crawled all over the bridge. As far as the eye could see, there were only zombies: tens of thousands of ordinary zombies, hundreds of first-tier zombies, and on the other side of the river, there were those terrifying figures that looked like small mountains.

There were more of them than their bullets!

How to fight this?
"Shoot! Shoot!"

"do not run!"

President Jin Feng roared at the machine gunners who were running away with their heads in their hands, holding his gun.

But fear instantly overwhelmed their reason, and the instinct to escape had overcome everything. Even though they were executed on the spot, their eyes still held a deep-seated terror.

Once fear cloudes one's mind, defeat can happen in an instant.

The vanguard convoy of over a thousand people instantly descended into chaos, with some even forgetting that they were holding guns.

Some people desperately tried to squeeze into the cars, but the street was already narrow because of the abandoned vehicles. Moreover, Jin Feng had arranged dozens of cars as temporary barriers on this street, and several SUVs refused to give way to each other, resulting in a tight squeeze.

Old Xie grabbed his old partner and threw him onto the wolf's back, then mounted a Tier 1 hyena himself, stepped onto the roof of the vehicle, and leaped away.

"Rumble..."

A large number of zombies jumped into the river, causing the water level to rise instantly and surge onto the shore.

From the air, it only took a few breaths for the entire shoreline to be submerged by a dark gray tide of corpses.

Jin Feng Chamber of Commerce retreated frantically along the street, but the roar of the motorcycles seemed so powerless amidst the howls of the zombies. Before they could even despair, they were dragged out of their vehicles and dismantled into parts by the zombies in the midst of fear.

At the head of the convoy were three galloping hyenas, carrying the grim-faced Lao Xie and President Jin Feng.

……

On the other side, the Fuyuan convoy, unlike the Jinfeng Chamber of Commerce, did not divide into front, middle and rear groups. Instead, more than 3,000 people gathered on the bridge and, when the zombie horde surged in, they gritted their teeth and started the final battle.

Their formidable modern firepower allowed them to hold out until the large-scale invasion of second-tier zombies finally brought them to their deaths.

In half an hour, four Tier 1 Evolvers, along with more than 3,000 others, were wiped out, along with about 13,000 ordinary zombies.

This bought the Black Star convoy valuable time to evacuate.

The four powers each guard one of the four bridges, while Black Star, as a secondary power, can choose whichever it is.

Because the strength of the Fuyuan caravan was similar to theirs, and even their high-end combat power was slightly inferior, they didn't need to worry about losing even if there were conflicts. With this in mind, Li Xinlong led 1,500 men to follow behind the Fuyuan caravan.

Meanwhile, another 500 people were guarding the temporary camp at the stadium.

However, after half an hour of escape, the Black Star team also suffered heavy casualties. Almost all of their engineering vehicles and large vehicles were lost, and only a dozen or so motorcyclists remained, with more than 500 members lost.

This is a quarter of his entire convoy!

"Brother Shan, block it!" Fatty Ke lay on the roof of the off-road vehicle, took down a jumping creature that was falling from the sky with a single shot from his heavy sniper rifle.

The two reverse-jointed thighs and the headless torso fell to the ground with a thud.

"Too fast, there's no time at all!"

Chen Shan stood on a modified bus, raising his hands towards the ground behind him.

The cement ground cracked instantly, and a 20-centimeter-thick earthen wall rose rapidly, pushing the pursuing zombies up to a height of six or seven meters, briefly blocking the horde behind them.

"Roar--"

"Oh!"

An abandoned car flew out sideways, smashed through the earthen wall, and landed directly on the back of the modified bus, almost knocking the exhausted Chen Shan off the bus. Fortunately, Li Xinlong, who jumped on, caught him.

Chen Shan's eyes were filled with anxiety, "Master Rong..."

Li Xinlong handed him a handful of Pan-Energy Crystals, saying, "Go into the car and recover."

After saying that, he raised his assault rifle and fired a three-round burst, killing a Night Demon that was trying to pounce down from the side of the building.

There was a "bang" sound.

The already crumbling earthen wall was completely smashed by a muscular figure, and the collapsing earth and rocks rained down on the skull-crusher's face.

With a slight adjustment of direction, the Skull Crusher, wielding his twin hammers, charged toward the convoy like a raging bull, followed by a tidal wave of ordinary zombies and the slowest runner, the Butcher, whose small eyes darted around anxiously.

Two modified buses trailed at the back of the convoy. Although they were moving slowly, dozens of guns opened fire at the same time. In an instant, the sound of spent shell casings hitting the ground was as crisp as a dense rain, and the smoke was pungent.

This delayed the time it took for the Black Star convoy to be swallowed by the zombie horde.

However, because the Black Star convoy did not clear the area thoroughly enough, many zombies from the surrounding neighborhoods came out when they heard the roar of the zombie horde.

The zombies in the residential areas and office buildings on both sides were frantically pounding on the tempered glass, making the convoy below tremble with fear.

The convoy had only gone halfway down the street when a large wave of zombies rushed out from around the bend ahead. The leader was a Tier 1 Butcher. With a loud bang overhead, two Night Demons climbed down the glass curtain wall, and a group of ordinary zombies slammed onto the roof of an SUV like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

With a loud bang, the vehicle went out of control and crashed into the clothing store next door.

The zombies rushed into the clothing store, and soon screams echoed from inside.

But at this moment, no one dared to turn back, and no one dared to go to the rescue. The convoy ran over the zombies on the ground and continued to flee forward.

The gunmen in the car fired wildly at the two Night Demons.

Clear bullet holes flashed across the glass curtain wall and concrete wall, but the agile Night Demon dodged them all.

With arms outstretched, eighteen scarlet pupils beneath his armpits emitted a greedy drool.

"boom!"

With the sound of gunfire, the emaciated upper body of a Night Demon exploded.

Fatty Ke pulled back the bolt and roared, "There's one more! Watch out!"

Another Night Demon leaped onto an off-road vehicle in the convoy, its claws piercing the sunroof. The next moment, a fire axe spun and embedded itself in its head, smashing it off the vehicle.

"Yin Yinan, this is what you call seizing the opportunity! I fucking want to fuck you!!"

Covered in blood, Wei Tian went berserk and howled at the purple-haired woman in the other car.

Yin Yinan pulled the bolt, stood on the roof of the vehicle, and shot a zombie that was trying to pounce on him. Without turning his head, he cursed, "Don't force me to shoot you! If you have the guts, go and clear out the rest of the group in front of you too!"

There were only about a hundred ordinary zombies ahead of the convoy. Normally, a horde of this size would only take three minutes of gunfire.

But in this life-or-death escape, it determines the survival of the entire Black Star team.

"Leave the front to me, you all stay out of it!"

Old Yang looked at the group of zombies, and his eyes instantly turned black.

The sticky, slow-growing patches on the bodies of several zombies instantly spread throughout their bodies, eroding their muscles and tearing their bones. The zombies collapsed to the ground, their bodies swelling wildly like moldy loaves of bread.

However, the other zombies couldn't understand their companion's strange behavior and stepped on it directly.

Veins bulged on Old Yang's neck as he roared, "Explode!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The fallen corpse instantly swelled up, then exploded with a bang, its sharp bones scattering like grenade shrapnel in all directions, while thick blood and flesh splattered across the street and surrounding buildings like paint.

The slightly intelligent Tier 1 Butcher wiped his face blankly, looked at the huge gash in his stomach and the fallen ordinary zombie, and let out a puzzled growl.

Then Fat Ke blew his head off with a single shot.

"Fuck you! Old Yang is awesome!"

"Holy crap!"

"rush!"

Under the immense pressure of life and death, everyone is like a powder keg that has been lit, frantically venting their pent-up emotions when they find a chance to survive.

The convoy ran over the bodies and jolted as it sped out of the street.

But the scene before them brought the Black Star team's howls to an abrupt halt, and even the Black Star Five Tigers lost their courage to roar.

Li Xinlong threw down his red-hot assault rifle and jumped over, demanding in a stern voice, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Chen Shan turned his head and said in despair, "Brother Rong, we... can't leave."

As the vehicle moved forward, Li Xinlong's pupils suddenly contracted.

Perhaps to let them see this final view of their lives, the storm zone showed its mercy, and the black storm that had been howling for more than ten days finally stopped.

Dawn Square had long since become a hellish scene. Burning modified vehicles were piled on top of each other by zombies, emitting thick black smoke mixed with the stench of engine oil and protein after losing air.

The surging zombies piled up in the square, forming more than a dozen small hills, scrambling for flesh and blood. Bright red blood flowed from the hills, attracting lower-level zombies to lick it.

Meanwhile, faint, thunderous roars of corpses echoed from Zhijin South Road ahead.

The markings and firearms scattered on the modified vehicles already told them what had happened here.

"They're from Tie Jiancheng..."

Fat Ke's voice made everyone's hearts sink again.

The fact that Tie Jiancheng's people were chased all the way here can only mean one thing.

The horde of zombies has already surged across the fourth bridge, completely blocking the Black Star convoy's last escape route.

The zombies ahead spotted the fresh Black Star convoy. The hill crumbled, and from the shadows of the buildings and the end of the street, a dense horde of zombies surged out, instantly blocking the entire square. From behind the convoy came the heavy footsteps of the Skullbreakers, their rough, beast-like panting like hammer blows to everyone's hearts.

One thousand men against twenty thousand zombies.

More accurately, it was over eight hundred people against the five million zombies that had spread throughout the entire Zhinan District.

Suffocation and despair spread throughout the convoy.

(End of this chapter)