After about a quarter-hour of fierce battle.

Zhou Gang's side eliminated this wave of monsters at the cost of losing three people.

Everyone was panting heavily.

But their faces showed excitement.

"Let's keep pushing, as long as we work together, these monsters are nothing to fear. Once we take this place and get the resources, we'll eat well, drink well, and sleep with women. I'll lead you to be kings."

Zhou Gang continued to give them big promises.

His words were already quite convincing.

Plus, these hooligans mostly didn't have much education, and their emotions were easily stirred up.

Like they were on steroids, they continued to push forward under Sanzi's command.

"Stop!"

Reaching the intersection, turning left, they saw a corpse.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Although the corpse had already been torn beyond recognition, they recognized the tattered clothing.

Lin Yuennan!

"Dead?"

Sanzi left the formation and walked over quietly.

Though the body was too damaged to identify.

But from the personal belongings and clothing fragments, it was apparent she was Lin Yuennan.

Picking up the backpack, gun, dagger, and two Kukri knives, Sanzi returned to the group.

"Be alert!"

After ordering everyone to be on guard, Zhou Gang squatted down to check the items with Sanzi.

The gun was out of bullets.

Inside the backpack was a metal box containing keys, a map, photos, and such.

There was also various food.

Snickers, canned meat, compressed biscuits, candies...

All good stuff.

"This Wang Hao is indeed quite wealthy."

Zhou Gang smirked and distributed the items among the group to replenish their strength.

They also brought some food this time.

But it was nothing compared to Wang Hao's stash.

And because of portability issues, they didn't bring much.

It was almost exhausted.

The recent fierce battle had consumed a lot of everyone's energy.

They continued to top up with high-calorie foods.

"Sigh....., what a pity, such a beauty is gone."

While munching on a Snickers, Sanzi couldn't help but glance at Lin Yuennan's body.

He had always fancied her.

Now, he hadn't even touched her, and she's gone.

Such a waste.

"These special forces are nothing impressive, I thought she was so badass."

Zhou Gang gobbled down a piece of luncheon meat.

He was quite dismissive of Lin Yuennan.

Sanzi shook his head helplessly.

Special forces are not Immortal beings!

Without firearms,

getting besieged by so many monsters, even the best soldiers would fall!

Didn't that martial arts champion also get beaten into the hospital by three punks?

"Wang Hao's supply storage should be just ahead."

By comparing images, Sanzi quietly searched and quickly confirmed the location where Wang Hao stored supplies.

The warehouse wasn't big, but the door was very sturdy, a steel door.

Apparently, this was where the factory used to store important goods.

However, now the entrance was crowded with a large number of Ghouls and zombies.

The number far exceeded their expectations.

"How many?"

Zhou Gang asked with a grim face.

"Conservatively estimated over two hundred."

"This....."

Zhou Gang's face turned serious.

How could there be so many monsters?

Although this is a factory, during the snowstorm, everyone should have gone home!

This place should be empty!

He put down the food and snuck over with Sanzi to take a look.

Good heavens!

Sanzi's estimate was still conservative.

The number was probably close to three hundred.

"There's too many, fighting them will result in heavy casualties."

Zhou Gang felt his scalp tingle.

Even though they were just brainless monsters, with formations and coordination, he was confident they could win.

But the disparity in numbers would surely cost him many of his men.

These were all his core people!

"People can be recruited again, as long as there are resources, we're not short of people."

Sanzi didn't care; his eyes were filled with a flicker of excitement. Behind that big steel door were piles of supplies!

"Then let's do it."

He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and made up his mind.

After going back, he once again performed the Miracle of Drawing Buns, sketching one big bun after another for his underlings.

It made those small fries' eyes turn red with hunger, wishing they could immediately go all out against the zombies.

"Boss, you don't need to say much. We're out here mixing it up with our heads hanging by our belts, not worried about these brainless zombies.

Even if it's two hundred thugs, so what? We'll still hack the hell out of them!"

A big fat guy's eyes flashed with ferocity, his whole body radiating murderous intent.

Everyone: "Yeah! Hack the hell out of them!"

"Alright! Then let's damn well do it; clear out these monsters, and this place is ours."

Zhou Gang, with his well-fed and well-watered crew, arrived not far from the warehouse gates.

Seeing the huge number of them, the underlings instinctively gasped.

However, Zhou Gang wouldn't give them the chance to back out.

He raised his gun and fired a bang at a zombie's head.

Well...

He missed.

The bullet hit the arm of the zombie next to it.

But the noise immediately caught the attention of the zombies and Ghouls.

They all turned toward them almost simultaneously and quickly charged at them.

"Kill!"

With no choice but to shoot, the hoodlums shouted and charged forward, ushering in a new round of fierce battle.

Lance thrusts, axe finishing blows.

Everyone coordinated seamlessly.

However, this wave of zombies was far more than the previous one.

Mistakes happen in haste, and over time, stamina can't keep up.

While slaughtering zombies, Zhou Gang's men also started to lose some of their members.

"Split the formation, divide these monsters."

Sanzi, seeing the unfavorable situation, ordered a change in formation.

The round shield formation split up, and everyone formed groups of three, creating a triangular defensive formation.

They divided the zombie horde.

The triangular formations responded to each other.

It's undeniable, the Zhou Family's three brothers indeed had some skills and quick thinking.

They even knew how to train their subordinates to learn formation tactics for dealing with zombies and Ghouls.

These monsters, unlike humans, won't die unless their heads are destroyed.

And they fearlessly charge!

Yet they lack brains, especially zombies; they only have the instinct to feed.

Therefore, using firearms against them can often be less effective than engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

Using various battle formations from the cold weapon era against them often yields miraculous results.

Zombies and Ghouls fell one by one.

Zhou Gang's side gradually gained the upper hand.

As the pressure eased, the hoodlums' morale soared, and their fear gradually diminished.

Thrusting, chopping, exterminating.

Their coordination became increasingly proficient.

Over an hour later, a heap of bodies lay scattered on the ground.

Zhou Gang and the others half-knelt there, gasping for breath.

Droplets of sweat as large as beans rolled to the ground, wetting the cement floor.

Still, they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces, with eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhou Gang stood up, uttering three "good"s:

"Brothers, through this battle, we've all transformed.

Zombies? Ghouls? Ha! As long as we brothers stand united, they can be easily wiped out."

"Haha, the boss is right. These dumbass things are useless."

"I just chopped down six zombies and three Ghouls, easy peasy."

"Haha, from now on we can feast and drink to our heart's content."

...

The hoodlums chattered away excitedly.

Thinking of the future days, they were incredibly excited.

That immortal-like life, something they couldn't enjoy even before the apocalypse.

Moreover, after this great battle, they've built a strong confidence, and there's not much fear of these monsters anymore.

Even when going solo in the future, they felt they had what it takes.

"Everyone check each other for any scratches or bites, then carry all the bodies outside and burn them."

Seeing that everyone had mostly rested.

Zhou Gang ordered again.

"Yes!"

Everyone started getting busy.

This time, Zhou Gang had brought a total of thirty-six people.

They lost some along the way, and two battles later, they lost some more.

Plus those identified with bites and scratches, leaving twelve in the end.

More than half had fallen, yet Zhou Gang didn't feel sad at all.

Survival of the fittest, those who remained were the elite.

These twelve people would be his core team from now on.

He turned to look at the warehouse gate, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

The moment of harvest had arrived!

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