The six survivors who came in happened to be seen in the view of the burly zombie.

Everything in the neighborhood made them freeze.

"Strange, why are there so many zombie bodies here?"

"It's from the sharpshooter."

"The cut is fresh, it was just inflicted."

"Will someone get there first?"

Survivors who were able to survive the post-apocalyptic world and become genetically evolved were not bad at all.

Observation of the environment allowed them to make a quick judgment.

Wearing armor and carrying a battle shield in one hand and a battle axe in the other, this big burly man with a wary look in both of his eyes said, "It's not like someone shortcuts us, there's no obvious signs of destruction here."

Against Growlers, it's basically impossible to take them down silently.

The neighborhood is kept intact.

That's definitely not what it looks like after a fight.

The one in the lead was a cold and colorful woman.

Has a delicate melon face.

She was wearing a tight leather outfit that held out her perfect figure.

The boots, moreover, lengthened her long legs.

A long, narrow knife with its sheath was cradled in her arms, showing that she was a genetically evolved person who used knives.

And on her back, she carried a rifle.

A bullet chain was clasped around his waist.

Yellowish.

It's visually striking against this tight black leather jacket.

Going into the city, guns are certainly awesome.

Can be nowhere near as good as the Cold Warrior.

Guns are usually not moved easily until it's absolutely necessary, so as not to attract the attention of the zombies.

"Monkey, go scout."

"Everyone else, prepare to fight."

Two commands were issued and the other five obeyed.

The person known as the monkey was somewhat thin, but he was incredibly sensitive, he moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was actually on a residential building with the help of a balcony, climbing upwards.

Within moments, he had climbed to the roof of the thirty-one-story building.

This sensitivity, even if a real monkey came, it would still be out of reach.

The name of the monkey is well deserved.

The others, on the other hand, were drawing their weapons.

Soon the monkeys above made a strange cry and then frantically slid down the stairs.

Boom!

Almost simultaneously, a loud bang came.

The concrete debris on the roof of the building splattered as a huge figure appeared.

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Its skin was dark, with a hidden layer of scales emerging from it.

It's about five meters tall.

Like an orangutan, with two long, massive arms.

It locked the monkey.

"Roar ......"

Like the roar of a monster, and then it moved.

It was seen hanging from the wall by its arms and then jumping downwards.

Its arms clawed and crumbled the walls, making its slide not a quick one.

By the time it hit the ground, this one residential building had a huge scar hanging from the wall.

The loud noise elicited a response from the walkers in the area.

Spurred on by the sound, countless zombies surged towards the neighborhood.

This scene left Zhou Qiang dumbfounded.

This growler is too strong.

What's really scary is still that it can attract countless zombies to come.

There were quite a few mutant zombies among the nearby zombies.

With all these walkers, what will happen to these survivors?

When he entered the neighborhood earlier, Zhou Qiang could never have thought that there would be a Growler right on the roof of the building.

Your own scouting is, well, just crummy.

"A quick battle."

The cold female captain, made a noise.

As powerful as they were, if they were surrounded by so many zombies, it would be hard for them to escape.

The team, receiving instructions, moved.

The one who took the lead was the flying dagger man, who moved his hand and three flying daggers appeared between his fingers, then violently raised his hand and threw them out.

Three flying daggers, flashing with white light.

"Pfft!"

With almost simultaneous sounds, three flying daggers hit the snarler in the head.

"Roar ......"

Attacked, the Growler went mad as it hammered the ground with both arms violently.

The terrifying force blasted a crater in the ground.

The cracked lines formed a spider's web.

The next moment, it rushed forward.

At five meters tall, it was like a tank.

The big burly man carrying the battle shield let out a maniacal laugh, "I'll carry it for one blow, captain it's up to you."

With that, he met the Growler.

The growler ran wildly, raising its impossibly thick arm and hammering it toward the big, burly man.

The big burly man hissed in the same way.

Shields raised, legs bent.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the concrete surface under the sturdy big man's feet cracked, dwarfing even him by half.

The powerful force made it almost impossible for him to carry it.

And at this moment, the cold female captain moved, and with the running speed of lightning, she actually leaped up and landed on the battle shield of the burly big man, and then stepped on the snarler's arm and ran on its arm.

Cold light flashed as the cold female captain's knife was sheathed.

The long, thin blade, transformed into a ray of light, flashed across the snarler's head.

Milliseconds between the time the knife comes out and the time it returns to its sheath.

She leapt again and landed on the ground.

And a bloodstain appeared on the berserk growler's head, expanding.

Half of its head, surprisingly, slipped off.

Boom!

The huge body fell.

The terrifying Growler was actually resolved by the cold female captain with a single slash.

This scene made Zhou Qiang's eyes go wide as he watched.

It's just too fierce.

Surprisingly, he couldn't see how his opponent made the sword, and the fight was over.

No wonder people dared to kill the city with just six people and casually take out the Growlers.

This strength is the bottom line.

"Captain Bull."

"Still, the captain is awesome."

A few people on the team, hastily patted their asses.

The cold and colorful female captain just smiled coldly and said, "The zombies are about to surround us, so hurry up with your hands and feet."

There was a man in the group he was carrying a suitcase.

He opened it nimbly and removed a large syringe from it.

The big burly man walked up to the growler's neck and held his tomahawk up a little below the neck and chopped down hard.

The man with the syringe, in this position, stuck the needle into one of the exposed veins.

With the extraction, an additional blue liquid appeared inside the syringe.

"This is the genetic fluid?"

Zhou Qiang stared curiously.

This genetic fluid, is it connected to the genetically evolved?

For example, they need to rely on these genetic fluids for their strength?

Without an answer, Zhou Qiang could only guess.

The extraction of the genetic fluid was only about ten seconds before it was emptied.

The man carefully placed the syringe into to the case and again was closing the back onto his back.

"Let's go!"

A line that didn't drag at all.

Before the countless zombies were about to close in on this neighborhood, they rushed out of the doorway first, and disappeared into the street a few moments later.

Some of these arriving walkers chased them.

Some, too, rushed into the neighborhood.

The number of zombies attracted by the sound reached tens of thousands, densely packed and extremely frightening.

Among the tens of thousands of corpses, there were some mutated zombies.

Mammoths, raptors, and even more mixed in.

If these survivors had been slower and were surrounded by so many zombies, it would have been difficult for them to escape even if they were strong.

From the time they enter the neighborhood to the time they leave.

The whole thing took no more than five minutes.

The neighborhood was small, and the whole time he was under Zhou Qiang's watchful eye.

The impact on Zhou Qiang in just five minutes was indeed huge.

The ferocity of the end times was far more than he had previously imagined.

The zombies are brutal enough, but the survivors are just as fierce, relying on human intelligence, and with genetic evolution, they are exactly like the Transcendents.

"And I wonder if individual survivors are this good, or are all survivors like this?"

Zhou Qiang went numb inside.