Rotting Land: Survive

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the "Climber" pinned his "brother" heavily underneath, its sharp claws unfortunately stabbing into the "brother’s" skull.

As its claws lifted, a mass of bloody, mushy spherical matter was pulled out and flung aside. Tang Xiaoquan fixed his gaze on it, unable to help the sourness in his throat and the churning of his stomach.

The spherical object was nothing other than the zombie’s brain.

The "Climber," having failed, appeared quite furious. It adjusted its posture, ready to face Wang Qiang, who had withdrawn three meters away, and prepared to pounce forward. However, before it could make a move, a flash of cold light cleaved its head from above.

"Crack!" Without any suspense, the sharp blade combined with Wei Dazhuang’s explosive strength split the "Climber’s" head in two, like a brittle watermelon.

Wei Dazhuang’s action clearly enraged the remaining two "Climbers." After screaming, they both pounced towards the survivors.

"Spread out! Quickly spread out!"

No need for Lin Junfu’s reminder, the team members immediately dispersed the moment the creatures started moving.

As the "Climber" landed, Wang Qiang steadied his breath, pulled back the bowstring with force, and released it. The carbon arrow soared through the air.

"Puff!" At such a close distance, it was honestly hard not to hit the target, but the problem is, with zombies like these creatures, hitting them doesn’t necessarily solve the problem.

In the end, Wang Qiang’s archery skills were slightly inferior to Hu Xiaodong’s; he failed to hit the creature’s head, only putting a hole in its spine.

The "prey’s" provocation undoubtedly angered the "Climber," which screamed again, its piercing pitch almost bursting eardrums.

After the howl, the "Climber" immediately sprang into action, its powerful limbs moving like electric motors.

But Old Lin and others weren’t fools; how could they give it a chance to counterattack?

Li Xiaoxin rolled on the ground, closing in on the "Climber," before leaping and mounting the creature.

Due to the weight, the "Climber," which had just lifted its body, immediately sagged. In a split second, a steel blade was thrust straight into its mouth.

The blade tip tunneled through from front to back, ending it. Li Xiaoxin then swiped the blade sideways, splitting open the creature’s mouth.

"Watch out!"

Seeing Li Xiaoxin coming in for the kill, the other "Climber" seized the opportunity, aiming to ambush Xuan Zhanxiao.

Unfortunately, Old Lin and others were well-prepared. Before the "Climber" could act, three people joined forces to strike the creature.

Three blades fell on the "Climber," targeting the waist, hand, and leg.

Although it wasn’t enough to kill the creature in one blow, breaking its limbs thwarted its pounce and attack.

Having thwarted the "Climber’s" attack, the survivors did not linger. Li Xiaoxin once again raised his steel blade, and with all his might, stabbed down furiously.

Old Lin and others also drew their blades to strike angrily, aiming the blade at the creature’s head.

"Puff! Puff!" Two sounds of the blood sword tearing flesh, the "Climber" finally dropped its "unwilling" head.

Watching the bodies of the creatures lying haphazardly all over the ground, the survivors all let out a long breath.

However, the crisis did not end with the death of the three "Climbers." More zombies were gathering around the cleanup team from within the factory.

"Damn it!" Watching the blocked exits, Old Lin’s brows knit tightly.

Wei Dazhuang forcefully flicked the blood off his blade, shouting heroically, "Haha, seems like there’s more to kill today!"

Indeed! As Wei Dazhuang said, they certainly had more to kill.

At a glance, at least 40 zombies were surging from various directions. If Old Lin and his team defeated them in batches, it would be nothing, but the problem was that the zombies moved in a "group action," and with Old Lin and others currently positioned in an open storage yard, a head-on fight would be disadvantageous for them.

Helplessly, Old Lin and the others could only gather together, forming a circular formation.

This was a simple tactic to deal with "surrounding" threats, with the advantage being you only needed to handle the enemy in front of you, leaving the rest to your companions.

The basis of this tactic was trust—without a hundred percent trust in each other, this tactic would fall apart by itself.

Each wielding a weapon, the cleanup team members all wore solemn expressions, everyone intently watching the direction from which the creatures approached.

At this moment, an ear-piercing engine roar came from the factory entrance.

A few seconds later, the white body of an escort vehicle emerged into view.

"Old Xu, it’s Old Xu coming in!" Hearing the engine’s sound, Lin Junfu exclaimed.

At the same time, Xu Renjie, accelerating with full force, was driving the escort vehicle charging into the zombie horde with unmatched momentum.

The noise behind also caught the creatures’ attention, with the zombies at the back turning their heads in confusion.

However, before the creatures could react, the collision occurred.

Without any accidents, no matter how strong the zombies were, a collision with a thick armored escort vehicle would only send them flying.

As the first zombie was struck and sent flying, the entire horde was thrown into chaos. The intruding escort vehicle was like a ravenous wolf entering a flock of sheep, continuously "devouring" the delicacies before it.

Old Xu’s body pressed tightly against the left side. Although the escort vehicle’s suspension system was passable, the bumps from crushing and collisions still churned Old Xu’s stomach.

Relying on the escort vehicle’s rough and thick "armor," after charging and slashing for over ten meters, Old Xu finally saw the squad members at the center of the storage yard.

"Old Xu!"

After making a sharp turn, the vehicle came to a steady stop in front of Old Lin.

Lowering the window, Old Xu wasted no words, straightforwardly asking urgently, "How is everyone? Is everyone alright?"

"No one!"

Upon hearing this, Old Xu let out a long breath, the heart that had been hanging slightly settling down.

"Everyone, get in the car, let’s get out of here!" Old Xu gestured, signaling everyone to quickly come into the back compartment.

However, Tang Xiaoquan halted everyone’s action, "Wait a moment!"

"What’s wrong, Xiao Tang?"

"Old Xu, we’ve come this far; it would be such a waste to give up now. I’ve looked around; there aren’t actually that many zombies left now. If we push ourselves, we should be able to clear this factory."

Old Xu looked around, indeed seeing the situation. Excluding the line of zombies he dealt with on the way in, there were only about 20 active zombies left. With their strength, they could indeed handle it.

Thinking of this, Old Xu nodded, "Alright! Let’s do this: I’ll drive to take care of the zombies on the east side, you take care of the west, and as for the rest, we’ll slowly check afterward!"

"Alright!"

With the order received, the survivors immediately swung into action, with Old Xu driving towards the east zombies.

Meanwhile, Old Lin’s group headed towards the west zombies, weapons in hand.

Though zombies have the advantage in numbers, once divided, there isn’t much to fear.

At least for the survivor squad who has braved numerous predicaments, resolving them is effortless.

In under five minutes, the reassembled survivors easily took care of all the zombies.

But this doesn’t mean the danger is eliminated, for you never know if there’s hidden peril in the factory corners. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote on qidian.com with recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)