As a soldier, Xu Renjie understood that the best way to resolve the current situation on the field was to comprehensively assess the existing circumstances.

At present, the sixth truck had just been loaded, and the members of the transportation team moving to the seventh truck were mostly slow-paced, with uneven breathing, seemingly on the brink of exhaustion.

As for the frontline defense team, it goes without saying that the dual pressures of physical and psychological strain were also making them suffer.

Moreover, zombies continuously gathering from all sides had already surrounded the truck defense line, with more undead armies still pouring in.

So, the two paths in front of Xu Renjie were exceedingly clear:

Either drive away, but this inevitably meant losing a truckload of supplies and the fuel for the vehicle's round trip.

Or continue transporting grain here, but doing so would risk being surrounded and die by zombies.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. After a brief contemplation and a careful weighing of risks and benefits, Xu Renjie decisively issued the order, "All transport team members get in the vehicles! We're retreating!"

With Xu Renjie's command, all the participating personnel felt a collective relief, especially Tang Xiaoquan, who let out a long breath skyward.

Were it not for considering their inability to break through on their own and that Xu Renjie had guns, he would have long since called his brothers to retreat first.

After all, compared with this damn grain, preserving life was more important!

Otherwise, even if you moved a lot of grain, it's futile if you can't escape alive!

Due to pre-anticipated possible dangers, most members of the transport team were drivers.

The purpose of this arrangement was twofold: first, to protect the drivers and prevent them from getting injured or lost in battle; second, to cope with the current emergency situation—knowing at this critical life-or-death moment, no member of the defense team could leave.

So if drivers were in the defense team, then right now, who would drive the vehicles? Who would lead the convoy to leave?

Seven drivers quickly boarded their respective vehicles, and seeing this, Xu Renjie gave the second command, "All members of the Sharp Blade Company, get on truck number seven, provide fire cover for the other vehicles to leave!!"

The ordered soldiers, without any hesitation, jumped onto the number seven truck at the end of the queue. Once on board, Xu Renjie swiftly took an 81-type squad machine gun from the soldiers and unleashed a barrage at the beasts behind.

"Brothers, suppress fire at the vehicle's rear, hit them hard! Hey, Wang Zhongyu, listen to my command, next is up to you!!"

The thunderous call pierced the sky, and Tang Xiaoquan inexplicably paused, his lips murmuring repeatedly, "Wang Zhongyu? Why does this name sound so familiar? Like I've heard it somewhere..."

"Ah!" Mouth half-open in an 'O', an image suddenly popped into Tang Xiaoquan's mind—a chatterbox, handsome young guy.

"It's him! Why say the next will depend on him? What did Xu Renjie really mean by that?" he wondered, puzzled, unable to imagine what reliance there could be on such an unserious, frivolously playful guy.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" The angry tongues of flame carried with them the warriors' pent-up rage; although most had lost their previous accuracy due to physical decline, at such a close range against such a dense group of corpses, even random firing was sufficient to take down the approaching zombies.

Two machine guns unleashed, bullets like fatal devotees accurately sank into the corpses.

The swarming zombies fell piece by piece, and after clearing a large empty area, Xu Renjie immediately instructed the drivers inside the vehicles to reverse.

As the rear vehicle moved back, the entire convoy began to move, everyone coordinating to move backward. Once the third vehicle finished reversing, Xu Renjie's high-pitched voice rang out again, "Wang Zhongyu, immediate action! Everyone in the second vehicle hold tight!"

Tang Xiaoquan's head buzzed as if realizing something, instinctively bending his arms to grip the iron railing in front tightly. Though uncertain whether his guess was correct, he knew the upcoming minutes would certainly be quite "thrilling"!

Wang Zhongyu took a deep breath, his previous "casualness" replaced with an aura of cold determination exuding from head to toe.

This aura wasn't related to killing but rather a self-emitted ideology brought about by excessive focus.

Indeed, Wang Zhongyu had entered a state of utter selfless immersion that ordinary people couldn't experience; the road and speed had become his sole focus.

"Whew~" Exhaling the deep-held breath, Wang Zhongyu's scattered gaze suddenly became bright. Immediately, with a dazzling series of maneuvers, the second truck swiftly moved backward, then charged forward fiercely.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoquan only felt his stomach churning. The series of collisions from ahead made him sway left and right as if riding a roller coaster.

Luckily, the truck had just been fully loaded. Otherwise, the vibration caused by the wheels rolling over corpses would have been enough to cause the charging truck to "flip over."

However, Tang Xiaoquan clearly underestimated Wang Zhongyu's "guts," for just as the truck was nearing the gate, heading towards the zombie tide, Wang Zhongyu in the cab suddenly slammed the brake pedal while sharply pulling up the handbrake lever with his right hand.

Immediately a loud "screech" was heard, and under the dual force of centrifugal force and inertia, the massive truck spun a beautiful tail, knocking away the swarming corpses rushing up front.

Then rows of zombies started to fall like a domino effect, collapsing in succession. In no time, the gate that was once crowded now resembled an open mortuary with corpses scattered about.

Tang Xiaoquan pulled himself up from the rear of the truck, but before he could even catch a breath, the freshly stabilized vehicle suddenly moved again at lightning speed, practically surpassing his reaction time!

Oh my god! What exactly is this Wang Zhongyu! Even putting aside his rapid series of maneuvers, just that drifting spin earlier was solid proof of his driving prowess.

And at this point, looking at the breakout path cleared behind by Wang Zhongyu, Tang Xiaoquan finally understood the meaning of Xu Renjie's earlier words.

It turns out he intended to use this person's incredible driving skills to open a path of survival for the team!

As if to confirm Tang Xiaoquan's guess, while he was chaotically pondering, Xu Renjie's high-pitched voice at the back of the queue rang out once more, "All vehicle crews, head towards the exit, sprint with all you've got, we're breaking out in order!!"

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