The scattered zombies did not pose much of a shock to people; both psychologically and physically, they could still bear it. But when faced with hundreds, even several hundred zombies charging at them, the momentum was terrifying!
"Holster your guns, engage in close combat!"
Wu Baokang swung his gun behind him and swiftly grabbed a makeshift countertop from the side to use as a shield, preparing to meet the enemy.
The battle was imminent. Even if they wanted to avoid it, there was nowhere to go. Once it turned into a melee, firearms became almost useless.
"We should defend, we should be defending..."
Yuwen mumbled as he looked at the situation ahead, then shouted loudly, "Retreat to the stairwell, quickly!"
