After a long wait, night gradually fell.
Su Hongli took Lin Shanshan away from Shelter No.17 on Fengxiang Street. Several War Soldiers followed close behind, carrying the injured Lin Youpeng and Guan Changyun on stretchers.
"Maintain vigilance! Full speed ahead!"
"We must reach the safety base before dawn!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
The once brilliantly lit and bustling city, now deprived of its power supply, was left in utter darkness. The high-rise buildings that shot up from the ground were like giants shrouded in a sinister fog. Their shattered doors and windows were unhealable wounds on their massive bodies.
The group moved forward in the dark, passing through Fengxiang Street and about to enter the next district. However, just as they reached a crossroads, Su Hongli, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and raised her hand, signaling them to halt.
Everyone looked intently ahead, their faces grave.
