The space on top of the car is ultimately limited, and after calmly observing the behavior of the zombie dogs, Tang Xiaoquan felt there was no need to cram so many people up there.

After all, the enemy's current method of attack was only a jumping pounce, and the only breakthrough point was the front windshield.

So as long as you hold that spot, it can perform the role of "a lone man defending a pass, blocking ten thousand enemies."

"Wang Qiang, Wu Chao, you two keep an eye on the zombie dogs' movements from the front, everyone else immediately withdraw into the factory to avoid chaos causing someone to fall off the car!" Tang Xiaoquan arranged while handing golf clubs, snake spears, and other tools to Wang and Wu, thus equipping them with long-range defensive weapons.

In this critical moment, no one indulged in the sentimentality of so-called "brotherly friendship," everyone was clear that in such limited car roof space, crowding so many people was too dangerous.

And should the zombie dogs successfully breach Wang and Wu's defense at this point, the consequences would be unthinkable!

Ignoring the retreat of his companions behind him, Wang Qiang focused solely on the zombie dogs in front.

Understandably, this was the first time in a long while that they occupied an absolute advantage, and with his vindictive personality, he wasn't about to pass up this chance to vent his anger.

Standing apart from Wu Chao, Wang Qiang supported the slender snake spear, and harsh curses slipped from his mouth with each move.

"Hey! You son of a bitch! Stare if you want to stare! Come on! If you got guts, come up and try me!"

As if understanding human speech, the ridiculed zombie dogs suddenly launched an attack.

Old sayings hold true: an inch has its strength, a foot has its weakness.

Wang Qiang's indisputable advantage lay in his distance from the zombie dogs, but once they closed in, that supposed advantage would be wiped away.

So at this moment, the unprepared Wang Qiang could only swing the spear shaft, but unfortunately, he was late in exerting force; the spear stick, unable to apply force, simply scratched the dog's body like an itch, having no substantial effect.

Fueled by momentum, the zombie dog charged like a fired shell, aiming straight for Wang Qiang's face.

A thread of uncontrollable fear immediately crept up his spine, and Wang Qiang instinctively retreated two steps, his face turning pale with horror.

"Damn you!" A loud shout rang out, and just as the zombie dog was about to pounce onto Wang Qiang, a silver light flashed by.

"Smack!" Using a baseball swing, Wu Chao swung the golf club hard towards the zombie dog's skull. The stainless steel head split open the top of its forehead, and the zombie dog was instantly sent flying like a drifting fallen leaf.

"Qiang! Are you okay?" Having resolved the danger, Wu Chao quickly turned to support the slightly dizzy Wang Qiang, his face revealing worry.

Wang Qiang steadied himself slightly, his heavy breath made his face rather unsightly.

Perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed about his previous reaction, Wang Qiang awkwardly avoided Wu Chao's gaze, gently patting the latter's shoulder, then said in a low voice, "I'm fine! Wu Chao! I'm okay! Just now… Thanks!"

"Oh come on! What's there to thank between brothers! Let's get back to fighting!" Speaking, Wu Chao regained his amicable smile, his eyes coldly meeting the nearby zombie dogs once more.

With the recent lesson learned, Wang Qiang became noticeably subdued, no longer shouting or cursing, just quietly waiting with the spear for the beasts' impending assault.

Soon, the zombie dogs predictably performed another round of bombing attacks, only this time facing solid resistance.

Wang and Wu stood like two mountains on top of the car, no matter how ferociously the zombie dogs charged, they couldn't break through the pair's blockade.

Utilizing the advantage of a long and short weapon, Wu Chao and Wang Qiang repelled wave after wave of attacks, and the zombie dogs' bodies were now riddled with wounds, oozing blood from torn skin, instilling fear in all who watched.

Thanks to the "stronghold" formed by Wu Wang, everyone inside the car managed to safely retreat behind the wall, but with the group's safety, new trouble emerged.

Without a doubt, the current attacks from the zombie dogs couldn't harm the survivors, but the problem was, although their attacks failed, the sight of them persistently fighting to the end showed they were determined to resist endlessly.

This was baffling! Standing atop the wall, Tang Xiaoquan frowned deeply.

If Wang and Wu were to retreat now, the zombie dogs could easily leap into the factory from atop the car, and should the beasts enter the factory's expansive space, it would provide them with the perfect hunting ground.

Yet, if Wu Wang were not withdrawn, how long could they endure physically? This posed a difficult problem.

After all, our side had already faced four zombie dogs, and whether mentally or physically, they were at the brink of collapse. Especially his brother Wang Qiang, who had nearly been too exhausted to pick up a weapon back in the field!

No way! A solution must be found, or come noon under the fierce sun, the situation could turn even worse for us.

Contemplating this, Tang Xiaoquan's already tense face grew more solemn.

Indubitably, dealing with the zombie dogs left only two options.

One was to force them to retreat in the face of difficulty, for which Tang Xiaoquan thought of a car wheel battle. He imagined having people take turns on the offensive to exhaust the zombie dogs physically.

However, this idea only lingered in his mind for a few seconds before he dismissed it.

After all, with the zombies' tireless stamina as a prior example, Tang Xiaoquan believed that with the beasts' diminished neural responses and lost metabolic systems, exhausting them to death might not be possible even with full force.

If option one was invalid, then it's down to option two: "eliminate the beasts."

Eyes firmly locked on the persistently attacking zombie dogs, this beast seemed to have realized its breakthrough point was on the car. If it could breach the topguard, it could charge forward and enjoy the "feast."

Therefore, it's certain that the key point to kill the zombie dogs should be on the car top. Thinking this, Tang Xiaoquan began looking around for opportunities that could deliver a deadly blow to the zombie dogs.

After all, this beast was highly nimble, and through multiple engagements, it seemed to have mastered our attack patterns; this was evident each time it jumped, intentionally raising its head high to avoid being pierced by the spear tip.

The purpose of doing so was unmistakably singular: avoiding the danger of its head being speared.

Humph! Truly, the saying "don't fear a cunning beast, fear a beast with brains" proves itself true; realizing the necessity of outsmarting this bloodthirsty beast for victory, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but find it both ridiculous and amusing...

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