The most direct impact of decreased physical ability is the weakening of reflexes, something extremely dangerous when dealing with tireless zombies.

Just as the fifth truck was loaded, one member of the defensive team, unable to dodge due to decreased reflexes, was struck directly by the zombies breaking down the temporarily bound defensive iron plate.

His fall immediately turned the already fragile truck position into a precarious situation.

The zombies would not miss this opportunity; though they can't climb the truck with their abilities alone, the corpse of their deceased companion and the gap from the damaged iron plate created a perfect chance for them to board.

A female zombie was the first to break through and boarded the truck. With her appearance, the defensive team became agitated.

For these rookies, attacking through the iron plate was already their limit, and now with these creatures boarding the truck, this horrifying change left most of them dumbfounded and in a panic.

The two companions next to the fallen man hastily backed away, not even considering offering a hand to help, their fear so intense as if they had seen a ghost.

Influenced by their emotions, signs of breakdown appeared throughout the defensive line, causing even Xu Renjie to feel a twinge of helplessness.

As the saying goes, one wrong move can topple the whole game; though they received a week of pressure training, they are neither soldiers nor warriors! They cannot understand or grasp the concept of teamwork and camaraderie!

When the crisis has not reached them, they might still hold their positions, but when it endangers their lives, instinctual fear drives them to the most immediate action: running away!

Sweat trickled down Xu Renjie's forehead; if this was the past, if they were ordinary soldiers, he would have wanted to shoot those two deserters.

It is precisely because of their actions that the whole team is affected, and you must know, rebuilding morale on the battlefield is as hard as reaching the heavens.

But just as Xu Renjie felt helpless and despondent, a strong figure flashed before the breach.

A sharp scythe blade cut through the air with a low thud, and then a shriveled head with long hair tumbled to the ground.

Everyone was stunned, mouths half-open as they looked at this figure appearing like a celestial god.

But Wei Dazhuang paid no mind to the strange looks, holding the scythe in his hands, he used his body to block the breach.

"Damn it! What the hell are you standing around for? Hurry the fuck up and save people!" Wang Qiang lifted the fallen iron plate and shouted at his still-dazed teammates.

Under his "intimidation," the two who had retreated unconsciously moved forward again, working together to lift the "unfortunate" pinned under the iron plate.

Seeing the "unfortunate" saved, Wang Qiang moved on, his gaze shifting to his brother, and he gasped.

Dazhuang stood alone at the breach, about two people wide, fending off zombies attempting to climb up using their companions' bodies.

With two scythes in hand, Dazhuang stood fast, not retreating despite immense danger.

But, though Dazhuang did not retreat, Wang Qiang was worried to death.

After all, beneath them gathered nearly a hundred of these beasts, all waiting to feast on the delicacies atop the truck.

If Wei Dazhuang were to fall off somehow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Worried about Dazhuang's survival, Wang Qiang put all his strength and hefted the thick iron plate up, shouting, "Brother Dazhuang! Get out of the way! I'll block the gap!"

With that, Wang Qiang gave a powerful forward push, and receiving the signal, Dazhuang quickly withdrew his scythes, dodging aside.

"Bang!" With all his force, Wang Qiang's thrust caused the truck's iron bar to shake incessantly, and a zombie waving its arm broke one in a poorly timed move.

The gap was blocked, and Xu Renjie let out a long, heavy breath.

Frankly, Wang Qiang and Wei Dazhuang's actions had exceeded his expectations.

He never imagined these ordinary people would have the courage to step up in such a life-or-death crisis.

But now was not the time to marvel, because although the gap was blocked, the crisis was far from over.

He needed to seize this opportunity to quickly restore morale, or a complete collapse was only a matter of time.

"Food transport team, everyone ready, start moving freely now, as fast as possible!" Considering the severe drop in energy, the relay method was no longer effective, so Xu Renjie quickly changed tactics.

Though he knew self-transportation in this pinch was harsh, he had no choice, because from his experience, the defensive group was at its breaking point, likely to completely collapse in about five minutes.

Therefore, at this moment, time, endurance, and will become the key factors in deciding the outcome of this battle.

The final battle was upon them!!

Wang Qiang braced himself at the iron plate, groaning under the continuous thumping.

Lao Zhao saw Wang Qiang's struggle and quickly ran over to support him.

And across the truck line, the small humans were completely surrounded by zombies.

"Damn, staying here is not an option! Lao Zhao, do you feel the truck moving?"

Though he couldn't hear all of Wang Qiang's words, Zhao Yunhai sensed the truck's body shaking.

It was a bad sign; his instincts told him the number of zombies exceeded the truck's ability to withstand.

In other words, if the zombies kept pushing, flipping the truck was a real risk.

With this thought, Lao Zhao couldn't bother with anything else. Looking at the burly man atop the off-road vehicle, he shouted, "Lieutenant Xu, there are too many zombies, the truck is about to cave!!"

Hearing this, Xu Renjie quickly looked over, and sure enough, the heavy truck wheels, under the push of the beasts' brute force, were gradually lifting off the ground.

What to do? Xu Renjie fell into thought...

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