Chapter 135: Stacking Defense is Very Important

There were seven people in the Mercedes RV. Except for Yu Qing, who was slightly inferior, the other six were all fierce in combat. Pang Dakun was unwilling to kill the zombies with familiar faces from Shuwa Village, not that he was weak.

But even so, they still felt that the zombies piled up around the car were endless. Kill one, and two would immediately squeeze in to fill the gap, baring fangs and claws, screaming repeatedly.

Dark blood plasma and tissue fluid splashed everywhere in the dim light—on the car body, curtains, sofa, and coffee table. The inside of the car was like a dye shop, with various colors sprayed everywhere, not to mention on the people themselves, which was a mess.

Compared to the abundant combat power in the Mercedes RV, the situation of the Faulkner Mobil was very worrying. There were only three women in the car: the driver Tan Huajun, Pei Lan with her arm in a sling, and then Zhang Ya...

Initially, Tan Huajun wanted to start the RV, but she really didn't know whether to go forward or backward.

Forward, there were countless zombies, and the car couldn't possibly crash through. Backward, with the Faulkner Mobil's ten-meter-long body, turning it sideways was basically the same width as the provincial highway. To turn around, it would basically take seven or eight back-and-forths. She estimated that just as she turned the car sideways, it would be pushed by the zombies...

As for reversing backward, three cars had already led away many zombies. If the reversing speed was too slow, it was meaningless. If it was too fast, it would hit those zombies, which was still futile. If they didn't handle it well and fell into a ditch, there was almost no chance of survival!

Thinking it over, defensive defense was the way with the best chance of winning.

Tan Huajun, as the main combat force of the car, leaned out half her body and smashed wildly with a huge vernier caliper. Between each rise and fall, she could basically hit the zombie's vital points accurately. Sometimes the force wasn't enough to kill directly, but three or five hits were enough to take one down.

Zhang Ya was also fighting desperately. At this moment, it could be called a fight to the death. The special mountaineering stick in her hand kept stabbing downwards. Although it wasn't as easy to use as Lu Yubo's grain sampler, its attack range was much longer than a short dagger, which could effectively kill zombies, and the killing efficiency was surprisingly not low.

The most wretched one was naturally Pei Lan, who still had one arm that couldn't move normally. Listening to the "bang, bang" sound of the car body being slapped and watching the zombies moving outside the window, she felt her blood was cold.

But even so, she didn't sit and wait for death. Holding a dagger, she would give a zombie a hit if she saw it climbing up to the window. It didn't necessarily kill it directly, but it could always push the zombie down, effectively relieving the pressure.

"Hold on, there aren't many zombies left. Hold your breath, hold on!"

Zhang Su held a dagger in his left hand and an axe-hammer in his right, using words to encourage everyone's morale while slashing wildly at the zombies trying to stick their bodies into the cabin.

"Ah, quick, quick, help me!"

Suddenly Yu Wen roared. It turned out that a "sixth-old" zombie took advantage of his lack of preparation and bit Yu Wen's arm. Fortunately, he was wearing a lot of clothes, so it didn't hurt his arm, just gnawing on his sleeve and shaking its head wildly.

"Ya!"

Zheng Xinyu, who was to the side, took out a dagger and "pfft," stabbing directly into the zombie's temple.

Yu Wen naturally couldn't just stand by. Taking this opportunity, he kicked away the zombie that wouldn't let go. He himself fell backward, but fortunately, he didn't have high blood pressure or coronary heart disease, otherwise, this fall would have been something to see.

There was no time to rest. Yu Wen climbed up, gave Zheng Xinyu a grateful nod, and then threw himself into the slaughter.

The zombie corpses piled up a meter high around the Mercedes RV. The later zombies only needed to step on the corpses of their kind to easily touch the RV's window glass, which made it much more convenient for them to attack the RV.

But this also made it more convenient for Zhang Su and the others to kill zombies. At least they didn't need to lean out to reach the zombies' heads; they just needed to stab outwards. This was a huge test of physical strength and power.

It was very obvious that after persisting for ten minutes or so, only Zhang Su and Zhao Dezhu could maintain vigorous combat power. Everyone else began to show various signs of being unable to keep up.

From the beginning, it took two or three hits to take down a zombie, slowly changing to needing five or six attacks. In the end, several women couldn't kill zombies anymore and could only use all their strength to push the zombies away from the window, thereby buying time for Zhang Su and Zhao Dezhu.

Zhang Su waved the weapon in his hand and looked into the distance. In the darkness, he could no longer see the zombie horde led away by Lucky and the three cars, nor could he hear the dog barking or the horn. He hardened his heart. After kicking another zombie off the window, he took out three USPs from his bag. While opening the safety, he shouted.

"Zhuzi, do you know how to use a gun!"

Zhao Dezhu was fighting hard. Hearing Zhang Su's shout, he immediately responded: "Aiming at the head, it definitely won't miss!"

"Here, take it! Don't waste bullets."

Zhang Su ran quickly to Zhao Dezhu's side and handed him a gun. It happened in a flash. He raised his gun and fired two shots "bang, bang" at the zombie that Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan were struggling with.

Pfft, pfft.

The two zombies that had stuck half their bodies into the cabin died on the spot and were pushed off the corpse pile by Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the car, making everyone's eardrums ache, but no one cared. The sound of gunfire reignited hope in their hearts, and the strength remaining deep in their bones was awakened, and they threw themselves into the battle again.

Zhang Su held two USPs in his hands. Just as Zhao Dezhu said, he almost pressed the muzzle against the zombies' heads before pulling the trigger. With twenty-six bullets in the two guns, twenty zombies died under the guns. The kill ratio was very high, and the bullets were fully utilized!

Zhao Dezhu didn't hold back either. While cursing, his left hand defended with the dog-leg machete, and his right hand pressed the pistol against a head. Bang, bang, bang, zombies fell one by one outside the window, merging into the corpse pile.

After the pistols joined the battle, the zombies besieging the Mercedes RV were quickly reduced to almost nothing. Not only that, but to a certain extent, it also reduced the pressure on the three people in the Faulkner Mobil, because some zombies besieging the Faulkner Mobil began to move toward the Mercedes RV after hearing the sound.

Click-clack, click-clack. Zhang Su looked at the magazine while loading bullets and said: "Where's the flashlight? Shine it and see the situation outside!"

Zheng Xinyu heard this, her exhausted arms trembling as she turned on the flashlight hanging on her chest and shone it outside. Everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief. The light beam swept past, and there were only a dozen or so zombies left, clumsily climbing up the corpse pile.

"I'll kill you!"

As he spoke, Zhao Dezhu was about to drill out of the window.

"Stand still!"

Zhang Su immediately stopped Zhao Dezhu, who was red-eyed from killing, and said: "Who can guarantee that the zombies in the corpse pile are all dead? If you get bitten by one, you're really done for!"

Even if there were no surviving zombies, if one happened to step on a zombie's teeth, that would be really bad luck.

"Right, right, right, big brother is thoughtful. I won't go, I won't go!"

Zhao Dezhu wiped his face full of filth and revealed his white teeth.

A moment later, everyone waited for the zombies to climb to the window, and with a few "pffts," they took care of the last small group of zombies. As the sound of corpses rolling down settled, the whole world was quiet again, leaving only heavy gasps, and the eastern sky was turning a faint gray. Dawn was coming.

"No one is hurt, right? I mean wounds from zombie scratches or bites..."

Zhang Su took a deep breath and asked.

"Defense is enough, I'm fine!"

"A zombie bit my arm, tore a piece of clothing. We still need to stack defense in the future."

"Wearing so much is almost exhausting. Isn't it for the protective effect? Damn, so tired..."

Everyone sat paralyzed on the ground. When fighting wildly, they relied on the various hormones secreted in their bodies to maintain excitement. Once the tense moment passed, the feeling of exhaustion spread throughout their bodies. They felt their hands weren't their own. It was no exaggeration to say that now, even going to the bathroom and wiping their butts was a struggle.

"My doggy, my Lucky..."

Zheng Xinyu leaned against the car cabin, thinking of the scene where Lucky led away the zombies, and couldn't help but choke up.

"And Bo-zai and Xiao Xue and the others, I don't even know how they are, damn!"

Zhang Su took off his clothes full of blood plasma, turned them over to wipe his face, then threw them out the window and looked around. The light was still too dim, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He leaned out and shook the flashlight beam at the Faulkner Mobil's windshield and shouted.

"Old Tan, how are things on your side?"

"Pei Lan's arm wound has reopened, but Zhang Ya and I are fine!"

Tan Huajun responded.

Zhang Su clicked the flashlight beam to indicate he knew, then pulled back and sat in the driver's seat. The smell of mud and blood mixed into a disgusting odor at the tip of his nose.

"Brother Su, what should we do next?"

Zhong Xiaoshan asked.

"Big brother, we have to go save them!"

Zhao Dezhu said, panting.

"Brother Su, shall we go find Bo-zai and Sister Xue and the others?" Zheng Xinyu felt very exhausted, but losing four teammates at once was too heavy; they had to go to the rescue.

Zhang Su pressed the car start button. The engine sound rang out. He glanced at the situation behind the car and said: "I'll go back to find Bo-zai and the others. You guys don't go!"

"Ah? No, I'm going with you!"

Zheng Xinyu stood up immediately. She looked like a doll from a cult sacrifice, covered in bloodstains, looking very ghastly.

"No one is to follow me. You guys hurry up and clean up the zombie corpses. At least make a road for the cars to pass!"

Vroom, vroom!

Zhang Su put it in reverse. The Mercedes RV nudged but couldn't climb over the zombie corpses.

Vroom!

He floored the gas, the RV lifted slightly, and a series of sticky sounds of crushing corpses rang out. The heavy RV had some skills in terms of passability. Although it was strenuous, it still backed out of the crooked zombie pile.

Squeak, squeak.

He parked the car on a relatively clean section of the road, the hydraulic door opened, Zhang Su clapped his hands and urged: "Quick, quick, everyone get down. By the way, remember to finish them off when moving the corpses, be sure to finish them off!"

Even though Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan really wanted to stay in the car, they knew this wasn't the time to be willful and followed everyone off the car.

Zhang Su waited for everyone to get off the car, turned the steering wheel, and began to turn around.

Tan Huajun ran to the road, helping Zhang Su watch the road from the front and back of the car. Turning a twelve-meter-long car was very strenuous, basically the limit. It took more than ten turns to turn the car around, and then he floored the gas and drove toward the front.

Zheng Xinyu and the others watched the Mercedes RV driving away, their faces full of worry.

"Why didn't you take us with you..."

"Ha-tu..." Zhao Dezhu spat into the ditch and sighed: "Big Sister-in-law, we're all tired like dogs and can't move. Following along would just be adding to the chaos. Big brother was just too embarrassed to say it."

Zheng Xinyu's expression stiffened at Zhao Dezhu's strange form of address. She said with great disgust: "Don't call me Big Sister-in-law, it sounds so ugly. Just call me Xin Yu, he-he... Eh, that is... look quickly, Lucky is back!"

Just as she was speaking, Zheng Xinyu discovered a sound of splashing water on the other side of the road. Looking again, it was actually Lucky!

Zhao Dezhu was surprised: "It's really Lucky. Damn, divine dog. Damn, I just said I was tired like a dog, this dog isn't tired at all... Oh my god, so dirty!"

When Lucky ran in front of everyone, it was not only jaw-dropping, but from its head to its tail, it was all mud. The big bread had become a mud dog, with only a red tongue sticking out of its mouth, panting heavily.

"Lucky, how did you get like this... Eh, where are you going?"

Zheng Xinyu had just squatted down, preparing to check on the Corgi, when she saw it look around, then run after the Mercedes RV, faster than when it ran back just now.

"Loyal dog protecting its master, going to find Mr. Zhang..."

Watching Lucky run into the distance in a flash, Yu Wen said with emotion.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 136 =====