A sharp whistle sounded.

The dense swarm of zombies surged from the red mist once more, this time in numbers greater than ever before, crashing into the outer wall with a direct sound.

Su Changxing maintained his steady frequency of arrow shots, suppressing the zombies' progress in climbing upward, and not a single zombie managed to climb up the outer wall within his line of sight.

So far, nearly a hundred zombies have died under his arrows.

A scream rang out.

Shen Jinxuan's eyes trembled as she shouted to Su Changxing, "Zombies have already broken through up here."

Su Changxing kept his shooting frequency up, saying in a calm voice, "No problem, check the situation by the door and guard it."

Seeing Su Changxing's composed demeanor, Shen Jinxuan felt reassured and stood by the door, looking into the corridor where no zombies had yet charged down, seemingly already dealt with.

Each room had at least five people guarding it, so even if zombies broke through, the issue wouldn't be too big.

The speed at which these zombies broke through was quite astonishing, and Su Changxing was worried about Extraordinary Zombies breaking through from other locations. Just because he could handle them didn't mean others could.

As more and more zombies gathered outside the stronghold, a wooden wardrobe dropped from outside the window, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Bang~"

Wooden debris scattered in all directions.

At least four or five zombies were hit by it, dying instantly from the impact.

This was a "weapon" prepared earlier, to be thrown down during the densest zombie gathering to clear them and disrupt the undead tide.

"Isn't it a bit early now?"

Su Changxing furrowed his brow, as they still could manage without throwing down large furniture. He speculated that it was a decision made privately by someone above, then told Shen Jinxuan:

"Send them a message saying it's not yet time to throw down large furniture from our side."

Shen Jinxuan nodded and immediately sent a message on her phone, saying, "Zombies broke through the east gate just now, and there were significant losses, so a command was given to throw down large furniture."

In this defense battle, any place being completely breached would declare their defeat.

Su Changxing stared at the undead tide below, sensing something amiss, feeling it was too little; these zombies were too few, even less than the tide triggered by Jin in the afternoon.

His intuition told him it wasn't that simple.

This seemed more like a test, probing their limits.

At least something was missing.

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Zhu Wenwu held a slender steel sword at the forefront, slashing the zombies constantly flipping over, showcasing unexpectedly agile skills.

He could handle a wide area by himself.

Zhou An, with black blood on his face, excitedly shouted, "Zhu Wenwu, awesome! He suddenly became so powerful."

In continuous slaughter, a person's adrenaline spikes, making combat the most thrilling thing in a certain sense.

No one likes violence, yet no one dislikes violence either.

In an instant, a shadow flew into the crowd from above, knocking a person down and biting through his neck.

It raised its head.

A zombie with a blood-covered face, eyes furious and blood red.

It darted among the crowd, and in an instant, four or five people fell to the ground, struggling and screaming.

This zombie moved incredibly fast, often severing a person's neck before they could react.

A middle-aged man in leather armor saw it and tackled the zombie to the ground, shouting, "Kill it·······"

Before he could finish his sentence, the zombie bit through his neck, his head tilting at an angle while maintaining his previous expression.

"Uncle Chen?"

Zhou An's expression shifted slightly, grabbing a rusty small knife from his waist and threw it toward the zombie's forehead.

The sound of wind rushed.

The distance was very close, and the small knife nearly instantly pierced the zombie's forehead, which collapsed in response.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man temporarily restrained the zombie; otherwise, it would have been hard for Zhou An to hit.

Zhou An's superpower could accelerate the thrown object to sonic speed in a very short time, granting it high penetration capabilities and slightly controlling its trajectory.

However, he was limited in the number of times his superpower could be used within a certain time frame, and Su Changxing previously advised him to reserve it for when facing powerful zombie individuals.

Zhou An was a safeguard against Extraordinary Zombies breaking through.

The middle-aged man's death disturbed quite a few people's expressions since he was somewhat respected, being the leader of a group, yet he died so easily.

The incident occurred in an instant, and people farther away didn't even know what had happened here.

Zhu Wenwu inhaled sharply, slicing a zombie's neck before him with a sword and said, "Luckily you reacted quickly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

If Zhou An hadn't killed the zombie immediately, a high number of deaths in a short time could potentially collapse their formation.

The situation gradually fell into a stalemate.

The population at the gathering ground kept dwindling while the zombie numbers showed no decrease, with more continuously supplementing from the red mist.

Shen Jinxuan crouched by the door, tensely watching the corridor outside, feeling like zombies could charge in at any moment. She constantly heard human screams while checking the messages continually sent to her phone, saying:

"Personnel guarding the window on the second floor have suffered heavy losses and need reinforcements; more than ten people have already died, and obstacles placed in some rooms are nearly breached."

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "Send a message to Qian Runwei, asking all remaining people to guard the second floor, and some from the third floor should come down too."

He paused and added, "Except for the children."

Without saying much, Shen Jinxuan's fingers danced across the screen, feeling as if her heart was continuously trembling.

This was much more thrilling than being a squabbling journalist.

Any mistake she made now could lead to total defeat, though she didn't know why Su Changxing trusted her so much.

Another sharp whistle sounded.

Clusters of shadows emerged from the red mist.

Su Changxing's eyes narrowed; this time the commotion was big, with several two-to-three-meter "giants" mixed in the undead tide.

They were robust, exposing their upper bodies, with muscles exaggeratedly bulging on their arms, their palms having undergone keratinized deformation into rhombic spherical forms, appearing very solid.

If zombies of this caliber attacked the exit of the gathering ground, Zhu Wenwu and the others absolutely couldn't hold them off.

Su Changxing had to switch his target to attack these giants.

His power was enormous, but the bow had an upper limit, not allowing him to fully utilize his strength; its power wasn't much enhanced compared to before.

The arrow shot out in a straight line, leaving no trace in the air and steadily lodged into the "giant's" forehead, but it didn't kill it instantly; its life was unexpectedly enduring.

Su Changxing furrowed his brows and immediately fired another arrow, after which it slowly collapsed in the undead tide.

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