In the train carriage, the aisle was littered with miscellaneous debris, predominantly composed of severed limbs. Oftentimes, there was no place to step, necessitating movement on the seats. Thankfully, the zombies had turned into idiots, making them easy to deal with; otherwise, humans would be utterly defeated in such an environment!
Of course, if there was a choice, the battlefield wouldn't be placed inside the narrow carriage.
Whoosh!
Zhang Su moved nimbly on the seats, silently creeping up behind the zombies to make the first move.
It was exceedingly simple to kill unresponsive zombies, yet he remained vigilant, gripping the zombie's nape while delivering a firm blow, cleanly ending its life.
The aisle was so narrow that people couldn't spread out, so the other five simply vaulted over the seats, their movements equally swift, following closely and starting the cleanup.
"Watching this makes my palms sweat..."
