"Xiao Tang, I'm going to test the water gun now. Listen to my command, when I say 'open,' you turn on the water valve. When I say 'close,' you shut it immediately. Got it?"

Upon hearing this, the others on guard, including Old Zhao, all turned their heads together, everyone staring at Lin Junfu with tense expressions.

After all, this was a matter of life and death.

"Is it this one?" Tang Xiaoquan pointed cautiously at a silver, round object in front of him.

Old Lin glanced at it and affirmed, "Yes, that's the one. Remember, turn it counterclockwise all the way! All right, listen closely to my command!"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Junfu could clearly feel his heart racing. He steadied his nerves, tightened his grip on the water gun that was already damp with sweat, and then turned back, giving Tang Xiaoquan a solemn look before resolutely nodding, "Start!"

The atmosphere suddenly turned heavy. Following the command, Tang Xiaoquan grasped the silver round valve with both hands and, exerting force as Lin Junfu had instructed, twisted it counterclockwise.

However, turning the valve proved more strenuous than he had imagined. Perhaps from disuse, the friction between bolts made Tang Xiaoquan's efforts extremely arduous, with almost every twist accompanied by a deafening screech from the round valve.

"Creak, creak!"

The constant reverberating sound caught the attention of zombies outside the building, drawing a few that were nearby to "curiously" come closer.

Upon seeing the gradually sharpening black shadows, Dazhuang furrowed his brow and stepped beside Tang Xiaoquan.

"Let me do it!" With just these two words, before Tang Xiaoquan could even react, he felt a powerful force on his shoulder, and the next second, his body tilted to the side under the influence of that force.

Dazhuang indeed proved his farmer's strength; as soon as he took over, the speed of the valve's rotation improved immediately.

Of course, the downside was that the screeching noise became even more frequent.

Now, it wasn't just the nearby zombies; even those farther away were drawn in.

"Whoosh," as the valve gradually opened, Lin Junfu, holding the water gun, could distinctly feel the shriveled water hose slowly inflating, ultimately transforming into a jet of water that gushed out.

"Splat!" The water jet surged forward like a giant dragon, its white column striking the door, causing the iron door to quiver uncontrollably.

As for those zombies that had just approached, without even understanding what happened, they were swept away like falling leaves into the air.

"Holy shit!"

Wang Qiang was stunned! Wu Chao was stunned! Even Lin Junfu, holding the water gun, was stunned!

Astonished, shocked, incredulous, all the survivors stood dumbfounded, witnessing everything unfold before them.

While they had contemplated what might occur after the water gun was activated, the scene before them still exceeded their expectations.

There was hope! If Tang Xiaoquan had had doubts about his proposal earlier, they were completely dispelled now, having witnessed the power of the water cannon firsthand.

Lin Junfu signaled Dazhuang to quickly shut off the valve, as this was just a test shot, and there was no need to waste too much "ammo."

Once the valve was completely closed, Tang Xiaoquan promptly called everyone to get ready.

The numerous life-and-death struggles had long molded these ordinary survivors into trained individuals. Although they still couldn't match professional soldiers, their awareness was on par.

At the very least, they understood what teamwork meant, and a basic sense of team collaboration had already started forming in their minds.

According to their prior assignments, Wang Qiang carried Hu Xiaodong, while Wen Quanxin assisted Zhao Huilong. The remaining Dazhuang, Wu Chao, and A Cheng each wielded their weapons, eliminating the zombies close to the iron door.

After all, dealing with more zombies now would mean fewer threats later.

"All right, all right, brothers, I'm ready!" Exerting force to lift his big brother higher, Wang Qiang quickly reminded.

Upon hearing that he was ready, Lin Junfu again prompted Dazhuang to open the gate.

At the same time, Wu Chao and A Cheng, along with Zhao Yunhai, seized the break to unfasten the clothes and belts tied to the gate.

This was an operation requiring high coordination, yet the survivors handled it adequately, because just as Dazhuang turned the wheel to its lowest point, Wu Chao and Wen Quanxin completed their tasks as well.

"Clear the way!" With Old Lin's loud shout, the white water column shot forward once again.

As expected, the horde of zombies blocking the iron door scattered instantly under the powerful impact of the water jet.

Seeing the area in front of the door cleared, Tang Xiaoquan immediately followed with the second command, "Open the door!"

"Clatter," A Cheng and Old Zhao, who had been standing by the door, sprang into action upon hearing the command and pulled the iron door open without any delay.

In the process of pulling, they both simultaneously felt the power exerted by the water jet slamming the door.

The moment the door swung open, Lin Junfu was the first to charge out.

The water gun swayed back and forth, from left to right and right to left, with almost no zombie able to stand for even a second under the fierce onslaught of the water jet.

Thanks to the water cannon's terrifying and formidable attack, survivors began exiting the City Management Bureau one by one.

According to the plan, Old Lin led the way, while Dazhuang and Wu Chao covered the flanks, also bearing the responsibility of opening the tailgate.

Wang Qiang, carrying Hu Xiaodong, and Wen Quanxin, assisting Zhao Huilong, were assigned to the relatively safe middle position of the line.

Tang Xiaoquan and A Cheng were positioned at the rear to ensure the back was covered.

As for Old Zhao, he functioned as a jack-of-all-trades, stepping in where any gaps or dangers emerged.

Besides, he also held the most crucial role within the team: starting the City Management Vehicle.

Since responsibilities were clearly assigned, the survivors quickly found their places during the operation.

Zombies continued to doggedly approach the survivor formation, but hindered by the overwhelming power of the water cannon, they couldn't get even a hair close.

Under Old Zhao's on-the-spot command, the survivors steadily advanced toward their target location—the City Management Vehicle!

"Watch your step! Be very careful of the zombies on the ground, don't let them grab you!"

"Hey! Old Lin, zombies are approaching on the right again! Cover that gap quickly!"

"Hey, Xiao Zhao, hang in there a little longer, we're almost at the vehicle."

"Everyone, give it your all, we can definitely make it out alive!"

5 meters, 4 meters, 3 meters, as Old Zhao shouted commands, the City Management Vehicle drew closer to the survivors, but just as they were nearing the vehicle's rear, a problem arose…

PS: With the start of a new month, as agreed, initiating a three-update schedule this month at 9 AM, 12 PM, and 9 PM.

Although there's little hope, writing isn't easy, so I'd still like to ask.

Naked in the icy snow, the author is here rolling on the ground, begging for recommendations, for favorites, for rewards.

Additionally, I'd like to thank the zombie Long for consistently voting for the fruit all this time.

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