After the insignificant victory, there was no time to rest, as two of the remaining three zombies attacked simultaneously.
"Ah!"
Two loud cries echoed; Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan mimicked the tactic, using backpacks on their chests as shields, fearless of scratches and bites, boldly charging at the zombies!
Unfortunately, their mass and impact were clearly insufficient. Facing adult zombies, they couldn't achieve Zhang Su's level of effect, only making the zombies stumble back a couple of steps with pained chests.
Luckily, the aggressive charge didn't delay their escape speed at all. Even if it just caused a brief imbalance in the zombies, it was enough for the two to break through and escape from the seven or eight zombies chasing them relentlessly.
Zhang Su, running at the front, quickly encountered the last zombie. With no distance to charge, he swung the pack of bottled water in his hand vigorously, thinking the ten-plus pounds of water could knock down a zombie.
Thud.
