Zombies surged forth but were momentarily hindered by the deep trench.
Many zombies got stuck in the half-meter-wide chasm, with others from behind continuing to run towards Gan Long and his group.
But the gunshots were not dense; they didn’t have an abundance of bullets, only using some during crises, usually relying on melee weapons.
A zombie running underneath the truck was swiftly impaled through the head by Gan Long’s spear.
And numerous people beside him maintained the same action.
Due to the truck’s obstruction, these zombies didn’t immediately rush to their front.
However, the next second, some zombies agilely wriggled under the vehicle, coming through from the other side.
One person standing by the truck was caught off guard and was bitten on the leg by a zombie, then dragged under the truck like hauling trash.
"Careful, zombies are coming from beneath the truck!"
Someone noticed this scene and shouted in horror.
At this moment, several individuals standing at the rear of the truck were dragged under by zombies.
Gan Hu plunged a knife directly into the head of a person who had been bitten by a zombie.
Then he yelled to those by the truck: "Get away from the truck! Counter-attack, counter-attack!"
Meanwhile, he was still on the truck, shouting to others upon it: "Forget the back for now, deal with those zombies in front first!"
Zombies kept emerging ceaselessly from beneath the truck, and Gan Hu and his dozen or so people on the truck were being encircled by zombies from the front and back.
Gan Long, upon seeing this, was furious, picked up a gun, and opened fire on the zombies crawling from beneath the truck.
"Quick, they’re about to be overwhelmed, let’s block the zombies first. Mad Dog, you lead some people to get bricks or whatever, block the bottom of the truck."
In this critical moment, Gan Xiong also rushed over with Old Zhou and the others.
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A small town somewhere.
Underground bunker, second floor.
Shan Feng, feeling the dropping temperature, remembered his son who had died due to the heat and felt saddened.
"Just one day short, just one day aahhh!" Shan Feng agonized.
"Big bro, we don’t know what’s happening outside now; I just went upstairs for a look, it’s still dark out."
Upon hearing this, Shan Feng slightly calmed his emotions and said in disbelief: "How is that possible, it’s freaking noon now. How could it still be dark?"
The person continued: "Really, big bro, there’s dust floating everywhere outside, and a foul smell, smells like sulfuric acid, and it’s pervasive."
"How is that possible!" Shan Feng in disbelief, stood up, wobbly walked up from the basement.
This was a terrifying thing.
If the darkness persisted, they wouldn’t be able to go out to search for supplies, they would starve to death if it continued .
Muttering ’impossible’ to himself incessantly.
But when he went upstairs and saw the pitch darkness.
His heart skipped a beat.
He opened the door, and it was pitch black outside.
"It’s damn dark indeed!" Shan Feng cursed.
He sniffed the outside air, a strong acidic smell of sulfuric acid rushing to his nostrils.
"This damn apocalypse!" Shan Feng flipped off the outside with his middle finger.
Several zombie growls in the distance made him shiver.
He hurriedly closed the door, locking it tight.
One lock, two locks, three locks.
Sprayed alcohol around.
Then he tiptoed back to the basement, closed the basement’s main door.
Descending another floor, he returned to the underground bunker’s second floor.
A look of relief appeared on his face, but soon, his expression turned to one of despair!
Darkness! It’s a man-eating demon!