"Clack, clack, clack," the fierce battle between humans and zombies was unfolding, with the steel defense line formed by trucks becoming the focal point of their contest.

Undoubtedly, the zombies facing off first are naturally the "Runners", known for their speed. These creatures, having adapted to their own bodily constraints, can fully exercise their abilities.

But running fast doesn't mean they have the ability to climb over trucks, not to mention that behind the trucks is a 20-person guard team representing absolute human power, standing firm.

Each of these people holds a sharp steel blade, and even though some of them are experiencing such bloody and brutal combat for the first time, the tense situation allows no room for them to think of more.

The blade strikes the creature's head, emitting a cracking sound akin to smashing a melon, scenes of blood splattering and flesh shattering are constantly unfolding everywhere.

Survivors are stabbing, chopping, hacking, and swinging; at this moment, any tactical techniques are meaningless, and every move becomes a mechanical repetition.

While the guard group is engrossed in combat, the transport group is equally busy without interruption.

The mountain-high reserve food bags are being transferred, bag by bag, with their efforts, and are being loaded onto the truck at a visually perceivable speed.

But never assume the transport group is lucky or comfortable without direct confrontation with the zombie crowd. In fact, facing zombies nearby, hearing the relentless chopping and shouting, the helplessness from the heart for being unarmed is no less than that of the guard group.

Xu Renjie understands this fully, and not just anyone else, even he, a veteran soldier who has been through battles, feels a sense of awe facing such a never-ending, dense zombie horde, let alone the new recruits around him who are experiencing bloody slaughter for the first time.

And as the subsequent zombie groups keep pouring in, the originally slightly adapted guard group members once again exhibit emotional fluctuations.

Xu Renjie, seeing all this, doesn't hesitate and decisively raises his voice in a deep and infectious manner, shouting, "Comrades, stay alert, the folks at the base are waiting for us to bring back the food in triumph!"

"All members of the guard group, we have the trucks as shields. Though the creatures are numerous, as long as we coordinate properly, they won't break through! Everyone, grit your teeth and exert more strength, under no circumstances should even one zombie get inside! Understand?"

"Understood!" The soldiers of the Sharp Blade Company were the first to respond, and their thunderous answer echoed above the granary.

Perhaps it was Zhang Chenghui's shout that took effect, or perhaps the soldiers lifted the mood, as most people in the guard group revived their spirits, and the transport group's speed steadily increased.

Soon, through the joint efforts of both groups, the first truck was fully loaded.

With one truck done, the transport of another began immediately.

The creatures kept attacking the 20-person defensive line, their sharp claws leaving marks on the temporarily added iron plates on the truck and truck doors.

The ghastly claw marks under the sunlight revealed a chilling radiance. Besides the eerie sight, just the "screeching" sound between the zombies' scratches on the metal is enough to make a normal person feel creepy and fearful.

Thus, one can easily imagine the harrowing environment under which the survivor team was conducting their life-and-death fights.

The trucks were loaded one by one, and the defensive line of the guard group grew increasingly tense as time passed, with the massive influx of zombies leading to varying degrees of exhaustion among the defense members.

This inevitably caused various kinds of gaps.

In a moment, the barely stabilized defense line became precarious again.

In urgency, Xu Renjie had no time to concern with anything else, knowing that the materials are only loaded into the fourth truck. If this critical situation continues, it is only a matter of time before the zombie swarm breaks through.

So...

"Zhao Yunhai, Sang Biao, listen up, immediately detach three members from your group to come forward."

After speaking, Xu Renjie quickly scanned the guard group members, and after assessing each individual's actual condition, he decisively named six people and ordered that once the rear members come up, they should immediately retreat to the transport group and participate in the food transport action.

Zhao and Sang, not being foolish, also realized the frontline's critical situation, so they quickly took action in selecting personnel without much hesitation.

But Zhao's side, before he could think much, Wei Dazhuang, who was long "itching to fight," jumped out first: "Old Zhao, I'm going!"

And as Dazhuang's words ended, Wang Qiang also promptly followed suit in recommending himself: "And me! I'll go with you! Brother Dazhuang!"

Seeing Wang and Wei, who had already jumped out of the lineup, old Zhao, feeling helpless, quickly drew his weapon.

After all, both of them have fiery tempers, and without anyone watching over them, God knows what trouble they might stir!

With the addition of this "fresh blood," the guard group's previously declining situation quickly improved, and the defense line close to collapse gradually resumed its form.

Though during this period, the team experienced several dangerous scenarios, luckily everyone's cooperation was fairly harmonious, especially the seven soldiers of the Sharp Blade Company, whose tactical skills and endurance are undoubtedly the core force of this defense line.

But putting the soldiers aside, as they have followed him for many years and Xu Renjie is very much aware of their abilities, it's rather Zhao Yunhai and those newly joined that pleasantly surprised him.

Dazhuang swung his Double Scythes furiously, seemingly ignorant of fear; if not for the barriers, he might have jumped into the zombie horde for a fierce fight.

Wang Qiang, similarly fueled by intense killing intent, although not as valiant as Dazhuang, assists with the Long Spear, steadily slaying the incoming zombies.

As for old Zhao, he needn't be further mentioned, since apart from killing enemies, he also has to watch over his two brothers' lives, constantly reminding them not to act impulsively and endanger themselves or the entire team.

Thanks to Xu Renjie's timely and decisive measure adjustments, the fifth transport truck was also smoothly loaded.

By this time, exhaustion was beginning to mount among both the transport and guard groups, though fortunately, the base conducted specific stamina training a week ago; otherwise, ordinary civilians working nine-to-five would not withstand such high-pressure, intense task force.

However, even so, facing the current situation, their stamina is still far from enough...

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