The armored troop carrier led the way, its assault rifle accurately firing bursts that instantly tore through the small zombie horde led by a Tier One Butcher.
Crushing over countless remnants, it delved deeper into Shun'an.
...
The outskirts of Shun'an, in the direction of the abandoned Metal City.
The crackling of gunfire had ceased for half an hour.
Wang Fei crouched behind a gantry crane, loading bullets into his pistol with his head down, and shouted, "Brother Ma, I'm out of bullets, why don't we call a truce?"
Hiding in the scoop of an excavator, Ma Baozi sneered, pulling at the wound on his lips, grimacing in pain.
His heart filled with resentment, but he feigned loyalty, "Then come on out, we're good brothers after all, of course I'll give you a chance."
Since the armored train left, the two had turned against each other and started fighting.
They had been in a standoff for several hours, leaving behind over a dozen bodies, most of whom were Ma Baozi's men.
