Chapter 41 Fierce Battle

"Spit it out, damn it!" Qian Yu was now completely on the verge of exploding with rage.

"That old bastard led us all to our deaths. What on earth does he gain from this?!"

Hearing this, Qian Yu's hand gripping the walkie-talkie suddenly froze. His brow furrowed deeply. His first reaction had been that Tang Hai wanted to use the "drive the tiger to devour the wolf" tactic, utilizing the air-raid siren to get all the survivors killed so that he could scavenge countless equipment and supplies for himself.

But upon second thought, if everyone ran outside and died, there would be no reason at all for Tang Hai to tell survivors to come to his shelter. He could simply wait quietly until everyone was dead and then come out to pick up the spoils, especially since no one could escape the fog anyway.

Thinking of this, Qian Yu's frown deepened. A much more terrifying notion suddenly struck him.

Click!

Trembling all over with a vacant stare, Qian Yu screamed into the walkie-talkie, "What the fuck! That son of a bitch wants to use all of us as bait to lure the monsters away so he can run for his life!"

Everyone in the convoy felt a chill strike their hearts instantly.

Gathering all the survivors together, using them to attract the monsters in the fog, and then seizing the opportunity to escape for himself—what a vicious plan!

The concrete barriers and roadblocks placed at the entrance were all illusions; their true purpose was to force them to run!

"Damn it!"

Qian Yu gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely. Now that it finally dawned on him, overcome with rage, he made an instant decision. "Let's turn around and hit them with a counter-attack! Even if I die, I won't let that bastard get away easily!"

Though his words sounded ruthless, Qian Yu was actually extremely smart.

He realized that the further they ran now, the more they would be playing right into Tang Hai's hands. Coupled with the fact that it was nighttime, the danger in this thick fog was severely magnified, making their chances of survival exceedingly slim.

If they turned back, however, they might just catch Tang Hai off guard. The more chaotic the situation became, the higher their chances of fighting their way out!

In any case, they refused to fulfill that group's wishes and lead the monsters away for them all the way.

Screech, screech, screech!

At his command, all the vehicles simultaneously began to turn around at the intersection.

Seeing this spectacle, the other convoys following behind immediately lost their footing. Some hurriedly followed, while others scattered and charged into various streets, giving off a strong vibe of everyone for themselves when disaster struck.

On the other side, as the horde of corpses was lured toward the town center by the convoy, the outpost was already a scene of bloody carnage.

At that moment, a freight electric locomotive slowly rolled out of the thick fog into the platform, trailing several passenger cars loaded with all sorts of supplies. The doors opened, and more than a dozen armed gunmen who had long been lying in ambush stepped down from the train, beginning to systematically clear out the remaining zombies within the outpost.

Bang! Bang, bang!

From another direction, several military jeeps also drove in. These people seemed to have prepared in advance, immediately starting to clear the battlefield the moment they stepped out of the cars.

Tang Hai and Feng Yuming, leading the group, emerged from a secret underground facility via a small elevator.

Looking at the disastrous courtyard, Tang Hai wore a worried expression and hurriedly ordered the others, "You guys, quickly grab whatever you can! Load up those vehicles too!"

"Hurry up, everyone!!"

The locomotive hauled several flatbed rail cars equipped with hinges, specifically used for transporting automobiles.

For a moment, everyone was bustling with activity. Tang Hai directed the loading of the supply vehicles onto the train. Having formerly served as the stationmaster of North Bay Station, he was extremely experienced in this regard, and operations quickly got underway in an orderly fashion.

"Where are those two?" Feng Yuming asked a few of his subordinates.

"We couldn't find them," replied several armed men who had just finished sweeping the air-raid shelter. "Brother Feng, we've already taken care of that group of useless people inside."

To convince the other convoys, Tang Hai had deliberately arranged for some of the elderly, weak women and children in his team to stay inside the air-raid shelter precisely to dispel everyone's suspicions.

In any case, he and Feng Yuming had been hiding in another basement, with their subordinates split into two groups lurking in the shadows, all to ruthlessly fleece a wave of people taking advantage of the fog, divert the disaster eastward, and secretly slip away themselves!

Hearing this, Tang Hai looked at Feng Yuming.

"Not found? Could it be they followed the others outside?"

Feng Yuming turned back to look at the wide-open doors of the air-raid shelter, his gaze flickering. "I'll go in and check."

"Alright!"

Just as they were preparing for a cicada shedding its shell—a complete mass evacuation—the roaring sound of an engine in the distance instantly caused Tang Hai's expression to change drastically!

"Not good, Yuming! Those bastards are back for blood!" Tang Hai shouted loudly, and the entire group hurriedly swung their weapons around.

Boom!

The orange headlights of the giant truck pierced through the fog. Its windshield and bumper, covered with the severed limbs of various zombies, smashed through wildly as it charged back into the outpost!

Bang, bang, bang!

Feng Yuming's men immediately opened fire, and the Black Flood Dragon convoy didn't show any weakness either, charging straight inside with burning fury and shooting out from their windows!

"Leave none alive! Wipe them all out for me!"

Qian Yu roared into his walkie-talkie.

"Yuming, watch out!!" Realizing the situation was turning bad, Tang Hai hurriedly ordered his subordinates to fire as well.

Meanwhile, the straggler convoys that had followed along also charged in. Lou Ye and Lou Shasha drove a pickup truck from the side into the hillside.

"Brother, they have a train!"

Shasha shouted from the passenger seat, pointing ahead. Lou Ye slammed down on the accelerator, instantly preparing to plunge straight onto the railroad tracks. However, a dozen gunmen on Tang Hai's side opened fire, bullets pouring down relentlessly, forcing him to sharply turn the steering wheel and swerve back into the courtyard.

Ugh!

Zombies and zombie dogs lunged fiercely. Lou Shasha pulled a modified mechanical lever beneath her seat, and several sharp spikes instantly thrust out from the side of the pickup truck, immediately sweeping away the zombies clinging to the vehicle body.

"Brother, drive carefully! I'll go find Sister Kiki and the others!!"

Instantly, the two opposing forces began exchanging fierce gunfire. At the same time, countless zombies and zombie dogs emerged endlessly from the surrounding black fog, immediately plunging the scene into absolute chaos!

Compared in terms of firepower, the Black Flood Dragon convoy had superior numbers and caught Tang Hai's side completely off guard. The situation quickly turned one-sided, and Feng Yuming fell to the ground amidst the chaotic gunfire.

"Daring to play tricks on me! I fucking knew there was something wrong with you guys from the start!"

Qian Yu stepped forward and slammed his foot onto Feng Yuming's chest, his gaze icy as he raised his pistol and mercilessly delivered a bullet to the head!

Bang!

Immediately afterward, he looked up and saw that Tang Hai had already loaded many of the vehicles onto the train, instantly understanding the enemy's intention.

"Want to run?! No way in hell! Eagle, take him down for me!"

To stop Tang Hai, Qian Yu immediately prepared to get into a vehicle and charge forward. Sensing that the perimeter of the convoy was gradually being swallowed up by the horde of corpses, he began calculating in his mind: if he could capture Tang Hai's train and break through, he might carve out a sliver of survival, whereas other supplies were utterly worthless compared to his life!

Splotch!

Just as Qian Yu was about to get into the car, a dull stabbing sound suddenly rang out behind him. He whipped his head around in shock, only to see Eagle facing him with his chest pierced by a black, sharp claw. Bubbles of blood gushed from Eagle's mouth, his eyes wide with terror, unable to utter even a single sound!

"Who did you say you were going to take down?!"

A hoarse voice rang out from behind Eagle. The black claw slowly withdrew, and a face bearing a ferocious smile appeared before Qian Yu.

Feng Yuming!

At this moment, one of Feng Yuming's arms had transformed into a black insect-like claw, half of his face was caved in, and two sharp spikes protruded from the top of his head. He no longer resembled a "human" at all!

"You...!"

Qian Yu's mind went momentarily blank upon seeing this sight. Wasn't this guy just shot in the head by him?

It finally dawned on him that this bastard was actually an Awakened mutant!

Bang, bang, bang!

Reflexively, Qian Yu pulled out his pistol and emptied the magazine, only to see Feng Yuming raise his black, carapace-like claw to shield his face and chest. The pistol bullets struck it as if hitting solid steel, sending sparks flying without inflicting the slightest injury on Feng Yuming.

"Quick, take him down!"

Panicking now, Qian Yu hurriedly called upon the gunmen to his left and right to shoot at Feng Yuming together.

Bang, bang, bang!

A rapid sequence of gunfire rang out, yet none of the shots hit Feng Yuming.

Qian Yu stood dumbfounded. He felt a sudden chill spread across his chest. Looking back, he saw that the fat convoy leader who had originally followed behind him was now aiming a pitch-black muzzle directly at him, his gaze gloomy and malicious.

Bang!

Qian Yu was shot right between the eyebrows. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground filled with reluctance and resentment.

Simultaneously, the dozens of people in his convoy who had been fighting the zombies were suddenly ambushed by another wave of firepower. With their leader dead, they quickly fell into hopeless despair.

Looking at the fat man, Feng Yuming sneered with a distorted face. "As we agreed before, leave half, and you can drive the rest away."

Bang, bang, bang!

Having eliminated a few zombies, the fat man turned pale, looking at Feng Yuming with panicked eyes, and spoke to his subordinates in a trembling voice.

"Get in the vehicles, we're retreating!"

They had already reached a private alliance in secret: if they wiped out the members of the Black Flood Dragon convoy, the fat man would receive half of their weapons and equipment.

Facing the boundless tide of corpses, the fat man had no idea what his survival odds were for tonight, but watching Feng Yuming transform into a monster and kill Eagle, he had no choice but to place a high-stakes gamble.