Rotting Land: Survive

After dealing with the Zombie Dog, Wang Qiang's spirits were momentarily lifted, but the reality of the situation didn't allow him to get excited, as zombies had broken through the defense line of Hu Xiaodong and Wang Qiang and rushed into the courtyard.

This was inevitable, even though Hu Xiaodong and Dazhuang had tried their best to cut and slash, the number of corpses was simply too many, and the attack range of their scythes was very limited, therefore...

Seeing the zombies gradually surrounding them, Tang Xiaoquan quickly got up and shouted sternly at Wang Daguo on the rooftop, "Brother Daguo! Quick! Throw down the bags and supplies, hurry!"

The thunderous shout was like a giant hammer pounding on Wang Daguo's heart, jolting his slightly clouded mind into clarity.

Wang Daguo instinctively glanced at the backpack placed against the wall by the young man, then rushed to the wall head as if suddenly understanding, responding repeatedly, "Oh oh oh, coming! I'm coming!"

With those words, a black shadow leaped off the rooftop, and Tang Xiaoquan carefully estimated the distance before spreading his arms to catch it steadily.

One bag sorted, Wang Daguo threw two more times consecutively. Even though one nearly fell outside the car, fortunately, Tang Xiaoquan was quick enough to grab the strap and pull it back just before it hit the ground.

Zhao Yunhai couldn't see the rooftop's situation, but with the car's rearview mirror, he could clearly see the zombies at the car's rear approaching from both sides.

Undoubtedly, this was nothing good. If they waited a few more minutes, those beasts would surely seal off the courtyard completely, and by then, attempting to break through the wall of corpses with the initial speed of the truck might be a bit...

Zhao Yunhai didn't want to dwell on it further. Although the result was beyond doubt, he clearly didn't want to die yet, at least not before finding his wife and daughter!

Decisively, he turned the car key, restarting the truck, which had stalled due to an emergency brake.

However, this move purely preparing for withdrawal was misinterpreted by Wang Daguo on the rooftop as a signal of "abandonment"!

His eyes widened suddenly, and Wang Daguo was originally hesitating over how to jump, where to jump, whether he'd be caught by zombies if he jumped down. But once he saw the car body shaking and heard the engine roaring, all his concerns vanished, replaced by the fear of being abandoned and an immediate desire to jump onto the car.

Without much thought, Wang Daguo got up, took a running start, and with a heart-wrenching roar of "Don't leave me behind," his strong physique leaped forward.

The roar echoed like thunder in the sky, startling Tang Xiaoquan, who was in the middle of arranging backpacks.

And when he instinctively looked up and saw the black shadow blocking his front, droplets of sweat unconsciously emerged on his forehead.

"Geez! How could Brother Wang jump down without a word!"

He had to understand a chaotic battle was ongoing below, and Wang Daguo's silent swift jump seemed to save time but actually harbored great dangers.

It's like landing a plane on an aircraft carrier, where the iron plate of the vehicle's rear was akin to the carrier's deck, and Wang Daguo landing from the air was like a plane coming in to land.

Before landing, a plane should ideally first communicate with the tower and only land after ensuring the runway is cleared.

But now... Wang Daguo was doing the exact opposite.

There was no time to blame the other's recklessness, as Wang Daguo's rapidly descending figure was almost upon them.

"Qiang, Brother Hu, Brother Dazhuang, watch your backs, Brother Daguo is coming down!" Tang Xiaoquan had already slipped to the edge of the vehicle as he spoke.

The remaining three also retreated to suitable positions at his reminder.

A few seconds later, with a "bang!" a muffled thud, Wang Daguo's hefty body fell from the sky, much like a giant rock crashing solidly onto the vehicle's board.

"Huff huff huff~" he panted heavily, feeling close to collapsing, the terror of "being abandoned" bringing him to the brink of fear.

"Brother Daguo! Are you alright?" Tang Xiaoquan couldn't take his eyes off him, slightly worriedly looking at the man before him, because the latter's face was quite pale, making him unconsciously suspect whether the other had sprained his ankle during the landing.

But Wang Daguo seemed indifferent, replying simply, "I'm fine."

Then he got up on his own and joined the battle.

Tang Xiaoquan couldn't tell if the man was truly alright or not, but there were more pressing matters at hand for him to deal with.

He began hitting the top of the car hood vigorously, the "bang bang" of the iron sheet sounding like drum beats, hitting as he said, "Uncle Zhao, everyone's here! We're withdrawing! Quickly, withdraw!"

There was no need for the young man's reminder, as the scenes in the rearview mirror had already told him everything clearly.

"Hold on tight, Acheng! We're moving!" His eyes suddenly sharpened, and Zhao Yunhai deftly shifted into reverse gear, decisively slamming the pedal, and the engine roared to life with a "vroom vroom vroom."

The tires rotated rapidly on the ground, the massive friction scattering the dust all around, but even then, the thick corpse wall remained motionless like a solid wall of steel.

Seeing the scene behind the vehicle, a cold sweat instantly trickled down Zhao Yunhai's cheek.

Undoubtedly, the root cause of the current situation was the truck's lack of acceleration, so relying on the initial reverse speed to break through the densely packed group of corpses was nothing more than fantasy.

Acheng felt he was about to suffocate because if the truck couldn't break through this wall of corpses, then he...

It wasn't just him. The other four survivors at the rear of the car also sensed something unusual with the truck, and for a moment, the seeds of despair began to sprout again in their hearts.

"Damn it!" Wang Qiang furiously jabbed a spear at the beast before him, and while killing it, he let out a venting roar to the sky: "You damn, dirty sky! Why are you playing us like this!"

No wonder Wang Qiang was so hysterical, because anyone who experienced such a miserable "just out of the wolf's den, into the tiger's mouth" situation would find it hard to control themselves.

In contrast, Dazhuang appeared calm, his Double Scythes wielded with flying motions, as if life and death meant nothing to him, only the slaughter was what he needed to focus on at present.

Tang Xiaoquan tried hard to suppress his inner fear, but the panicky state of mind made it impossible for him to keep calm, his chaotic mind buzzing like countless bees.

"What, what should we do, Uncle Zhao!" Acheng asked with a face like ash.

Zhao Yunhai turned his body to glance at Acheng, whose cheeks showed no trace of blood.

This made Zhao Yunhai's heart tug painfully, as if the one sitting beside him at the moment was not Acheng, but his own daughter.

Instantly, a fierce blaze burst from within his heart, and Zhao Yunhai once again took hold of the steering wheel, then said in a low voice, "Don't worry! I won't let you die! I will take you out of here alive!"