Chapter 250 – Every Bullet Eliminates One Zombie

The morning sunlight had no warmth at all, and the cold light swept through, causing many survivors to shiver.

The team members, holding their guns, cautiously observed their surroundings, keeping the formation orderly.

The attack by Black Silk had left everyone unnecessarily tense.

Most of the nearby stores were skipped; Tom only led people inside those places where food might be found.

In the meantime, to find survivors, Sun Zeya would lift her gun and pull the trigger every so often.

“Bang!”

The crisp gunshot was enough to draw out any hidden survivors.

Passing by the house from last night, Ling Mo glanced from afar and saw that only half of the charred building remained.

Some scorched bodies were still hanging on the guardrails, their faces twisted, with exposed muscles that had not completely burned.

Hundreds of charred bodies were scattered around, presenting a shocking scene.

“Burning zombies is indeed the fastest way to deal with them, but luring them and setting the fire are technical tasks that ordinary survivors really can’t handle,” Ling Mo thought to himself.

The strong smell made Ling Mo hold his breath, while other survivors had already covered their noses. Yang Ying even covered her mouth, gagging.

If Tom hadn’t said beforehand that he wouldn’t stop for anyone, she would have rushed to the side to vomit.

The ones who seemed the most unaffected, besides Ye Lian and the three girls, were Sun Zeya, who was still smiling.

The street was quickly searched, but unfortunately, not a single survivor appeared.

“This area doesn’t have much food to collect, so it’s normal for there to be few survivors,” Sun Zeya said somewhat disappointedly.

After leaving this street, Tom followed the map and led the team to the area where the pharmaceutical company’s warehouse was located.

Originally, Ling Mo hoped they could pick up Bai Yu and her group along the way, but this direction was completely out of the way, so he had to give up.

“Ling-Ge, are you worried about that young girl?” Xia Na placed a hand on Ling Mo’s shoulder. Her long black hair fell to one side, making her face look even paler.

On the other side, Li Yalin mimicked Xia Na’s actions and came closer, but she directly wrapped both arms around Ling Mo’s arm, trapping his arm between her ample bosom. “Ah… I remember now, are you a lolicon?”

Ling Mo sighed helplessly. “I’m a very decent person. Please don’t let others hear that; it could damage my reputation…”

“Ling-Ge…” Ye Lian hesitated as she looked at Ling Mo, then whispered, “Behave yourself…”

“…Damn, who taught you to say that? Forget it immediately…” Ling Mo’s scalp tingled as he shouted.

Ye Lian nodded seriously and said, “Xia Na taught me…”

“Just wait! I’ll deal with you all…”

At this moment, the team entered a bustling area, with narrow streets flanked by tall buildings. One street was lined with mobile phone shops.

“A digital street, huh…”

Ling Mo casually turned into a shop to find some phones, but when he turned them on, he found that none of them worked.

After six months of disuse, the phones in the shop were either destroyed or completely out of battery.

“What are you doing?” Sun Zeya asked curiously as she walked over.

Ling Mo casually tossed a phone aside and said, “Playing music. It’s a convenient way to lure zombies.”

Sun Zeya’s eyes lit up. “Yes, it’s very useful. Hang the phone upstairs, and it can play for a long time, enough to attract zombies from a whole street! I didn’t realize you were quite clever.”

“Unfortunately, none of them work,” Ling Mo sighed helplessly.

However, he felt a bit ashamed. He hadn’t thought of this method before. Perhaps his thinking was too limited. He had always considered using his superpower to control zombies to play music on the phones…

“Indeed, if you think more, you can always come up with good ideas…” Ling Mo thought to himself.

Sun Zeya bent down to pick up the phone, and for a moment, Ling Mo caught a glimpse of her round, perky buttocks.

“I have a portable charger here. Let’s try it… Oh, it’s charging,” Sun Zeya said with an excited smile, then patted Ling Mo on the shoulder. “I owe you one more favor. Thanks.”

The number of zombies on this street was quite high. Tom was currently leading some people in sniping from behind a few cars.

Yang Ying and the other survivors were hiding behind them. Tom’s instructions to them were simple: if things got out of control, they should try to save themselves.

However, before that happened, the squad members would do their utmost to protect them.

The ones firing were the team members with silenced submachine guns, while the other members had bayonets ready, standing guard beside the shooters.

Dozens of zombies were charging from the front, and the shooters waited patiently until they were within a hundred meters before they started firing.

Given the speed of the zombies, a hundred meters only allowed for about three rounds of shots.

These team members had excellent marksmanship, managing to take down a zombie with each bullet.

When fighting zombies, the most important thing was to kill them with a single shot; otherwise, they would close in very quickly.

However, the firepower wasn’t dense or strong enough, so soon a dozen or so zombies broke through.

The survivors hiding in the back immediately retreated in panic, with some instinctively drawing their own weapons.

Sun Zeya whistled lightly, drew her bayonet, and then accelerated swiftly towards the zombies.

This was the first time Ling Mo saw Tom and Sun Zeya engaging in close combat with zombies, and the impression they left on him was profound.

Tom was not only tall and strong but also attacked with ferocity, clearly skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

As soon as a zombie reached out to grab him, he sidestepped, grabbed the zombie’s arm, twisted it back forcefully, and then stabbed his bayonet directly into the zombie’s mouth with his other hand.

“Daring to grab a zombie with his bare hands, this Tom is truly fierce…” Ling Mo commented in awe from the side.

Li Yalin snorted and said, “What’s the big deal? I can tear apart a zombie with my bare hands too…”

“When did you start comparing yourself to humans?” Ling Mo rolled his eyes.

“Don’t humans have this thing called jealousy? I remember hearing that human males enjoy seeing their mates get jealous.” Li Yalin explained.

“The fact that you didn’t take ‘jealousy’ literally as drinking vinegar is commendable. But you’ve got the wrong setting and person. You should be jealous when someone like Sun Zeya acts that way towards me.” Ling Mo said.

“Is that so? We’ll try harder next time…” Li Yalin murmured as she retreated to Ye Lian’s side, whispering, “It’s all because those female survivors didn’t explain it clearly.”

Ye Lian nodded vigorously in agreement. “Mm-hmm…”

At this moment, Sun Zeya leaped up, using the car’s body to propel herself high into the air, and then clamped her knees around a female zombie’s head.

This female zombie didn’t seem interested in shaking her off; instead, it opened its mouth and aimed a bite at her lower body.

Ling Mo maliciously speculated that it was probably because of the scent of blood there…

But Sun Zeya remained calm. She raised her arm and swiftly drove her dagger into the back of the female zombie’s neck, giving it a slight twist.

The female zombie went limp instantly, collapsing to the ground.

Sun Zeya leaped over her head and lunged at the second zombie.

In battles against zombies, martial arts like Sanda were not very effective. However, when the techniques were applied flexibly, they could yield excellent results.

Ling Mo watched from the side, learning their combat techniques, since these people were professionals.

Just then, an unexpected event occurred.

A zombie suddenly jumped down from the second floor, landing heavily on the car’s roof. It reached out and grabbed a soldier’s helmet.

The soldier was busy fending off a zombie lunging at the survivors, leaving him no time to react.

After being grabbed, he immediately drew the dagger from his waist and struck backward. However, as his feet left the ground, he quickly lost his strength.

The helmet strap tightened around his neck, causing his face to turn pale, his mouth opening in vain.

Even with a dagger stuck in its arm, a zombie won’t release its grip once it has a hold on someone, unless its arm is severed or it is killed.

The wrist strength a zombie can exert far exceeds that of an ordinary person. After a collective enhancement, their physical strength improved, allowing them to exert almost one hundred percent of their force.

This level of exertion would be impossible for an ordinary person to achieve; even if they could, it would result in a broken arm.

So, the zombie lifted the soldier like a chick, while the other zombie he was blocking charged at the survivors.