Rotting Land: Survive

"Whoosh!" A silver light flashed, and the metal tip streaked through Dawson Han’s brilliant glow at high speed.

The mutated wolf thought it had dodged successfully, but unexpectedly, as its body just flew down, it suddenly stiffened. Immediately afterward, a spray of blood shot out like blossoming flowers, scattering in all directions.

The arrow shot through the mutated wolf’s neck, and the force of the arrow drove it backwards before it crashed heavily onto the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Feng raised his eyebrows involuntarily. Damn it! Still missed a bit!

He had originally aimed for the mutated wolf’s head, but the north wind was too strong, even though he had accounted for the wind direction before releasing the string.

However, the time given for him to predict was too short, and for Hu Xiaodong to make such an accurate shot in nearly a millisecond of reaction time was already quite remarkable.

The fallen mutated wolf didn’t linger for long; despite its neck bleeding profusely, it rose up and stood again, scraping its right foot on the ground, ready to launch an attack on Hu Xiaodong.

But...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots rang out continuously, startling everyone into a daze.

Hu Xiaodong turned to look and saw Xu Renjie had somehow jumped off the vehicle, his hands gripping a Type 92, continuously firing, bullets hitting precisely on the "mutated wolf’s" head.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

In an instant, the mutated wolf’s head became like a gushing fountain, spurting blood flowers outward.

Old Xu emptied a clip of bullets and, without any hesitation, raised his knife and quickly retreated.

Once he retreated to the driver’s seat, he raised his eyes to confirm whether the mutated wolf was truly dead.

This is the Sharp Blade Company. They usually execute infiltration, penetration, and reconnaissance missions.

Their mission locations are always dangerous spots where the enemy outnumbers them, so Old Xu has long developed the habit of making decisive strikes and swift retreats.

Earlier, when he saw Hu Xiaodong’s arrow miss, he made an instant decision to jump off and fire supplementary shots.

He knew very well, if they couldn’t kill the mutated wolf now, the beast, knowing their combat strategies, would become immediately alert.

Because wolves have a very strong learning ability, especially a virus-mutated wolf.

Blood was pouring out and soon painted the asphalt road a layer of red.

After confirming that the mutated wolf was motionless, Old Xu let out a long breath and then leaned back in his seat.

"Inform the convoy, the wolf pack has been taken care of, we’re moving!"

Straightening his posture, Old Xu released the handbrake, slowly starting the vehicle.

Tang Xiaoquan quickly utilized the hand-held radio to broadcast the news of the mutated wolf being killed.

Once Tang Xiaoquan’s joyous report came through the microphone, almost everyone cheered loudly.

"Holy crap! Xiao Wang, you guys are freaking amazing!"

"Awesome! From today on, you’re my idol!"

"Brother Hu, that arrow was ridiculously cool, I need to practice archery hard and aim to be just a tad better than you!"

"Get lost! You shameless!"

"Hahaha!"

...

Laughter and joyful voices filled the air. Humans are such strange creatures; one moment they might be paralyzed by stress and fear, the next they’re dancing for joy to escape.

That’s what the survivors were like now; the annihilation of the mutated wolf pack made them completely forget their previous ordeal.

But it’s understandable; having suppressed emotions all night, they indeed needed a release.

Watching the young men at the hot spring obliviously boasting and bragging, Lin Junfu relievedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The cars weren’t damaged! No one was injured! This was an outcome Lin Junfu didn’t dare to imagine earlier.

They were facing not regular zombies, but a mutated wolf pack.

For normal people, surviving a wolf pack chase isn’t easy, yet not only did they survive, they also used the vehicles to completely kill them.

This is the power of teamwork; Lin Junfu stood up, and his mind had only one person in it now.

Approaching He Jing, the woman shrank back by two steps, seeing this, Lin Junfu stood frozen in place.

Wei Yang noticed He Jing’s reaction, and after ensuring Fangfang was settled, she ushered He Jing into her embrace while signaling Lin Junfu not to approach for the time being.

"Give her some time, just experienced the wolf pack attack, her emotions are still unstable. Lin Junfu, don’t overthink it, you did nothing wrong."

Wei Yang’s understanding words somewhat comforted Lin Junfu, but what happened last night still left Lin Junfu overwhelmed with guilt.

"Hey, hey, Lin Junfu, Lin Junfu, respond if you hear! Over!"

The hand-held radio transmitted Xu Renjie’s voice, and Lin Junfu, lost in thought, quickly gathered his spirits, picked up the radio, and replied aloud: "Old Xu, it’s Lin Junfu, is something the matter? Over!"

"How’s everything on your end? Is He Jing okay? Over!"

Lin Junfu paused slightly upon hearing this, then despondently said: "Traumatized, Wei Yang said she needs some time. Over!"

Detecting the despondence in Lin Junfu’s words, Old Xu knew what he was contemplating, and immediately changed the subject: "It’s quite lively over there, my microphone’s about to explode from your noise. Over!"

Old Xu could clearly hear the commotion on the bus through the radio.

"Hehe, it’s Xiaowen, Wu Chao, and a few others making all the noise! Over!"

"Yeah! Let them vent a bit! But still, pay attention; we’re quite some distance from the sanctuary, better have them calm down to avoid any trouble! Over!"

The saying goes that joy may bring disaster, Old Xu had seen this numerous times before, witnessing soldiers on the battlefield being killed due to excessive excitement.

Therefore, until they safely reached the sanctuary, Old Xu didn’t want their team’s noise to attract any unknown mutated creatures.

This time, their success in killing the mutated wolf pack was largely accompanied by luck.

If not for good luck just now, if the bus was a tad slower, the final results might have been very different.

"I understand, I’ll keep an eye on them, don’t worry! Over!"

After ending the communication, the remaining three vehicles gradually started.

The vehicle sequence still had Old Xu’s escort car leading, the bus second, while Old Zhao and Hu Xiaodong respectively handled the Jianghuai, with the small truck tailing.

The four vehicles moved steadily forward, not long after, the gentle snoring began resonating from the bus, with most of the survivors, unable to withstand the exhaustion of the past night, closing their eyes tightly, drifting into dreams.

As time passed minute by minute, around sunset, the survivors’ vehicle convoy drove into the area where their target was located.

After driving another 10 kilometers, familiar fields appeared at the end of Tang Xiaoquan’s sight.

Tang Xiaoquan immediately pointed with urgency, alerting: "Old Xu, upfront, do you see the fork road 500 meters away? Turn there, follow the dirt road, and we’ll reach the second sanctuary."

Nodding, Old Xu looked forward in the direction Tang Xiaoquan was pointing, clearly seeing the fork road mentioned.

Having confirmed his position, Old Xu took the hand-held radio and pressed the communication button, announcing to the entire convoy: "Everyone, please note, we have arrived at the destination! Everyone, please note, we have arrived at the destination!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian.com); your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)