Zhang Yuan's eyes flickered with surprise when he heard his captain's order. Remembering what had happened at the gas station, he had a sinking feeling that something terrible was about to unfold.
Nodding firmly, he left to make the necessary preparations.
Jin Xuyan walked to the window. Standing there, his fists clenched tightly behind his back. The storm raged outside and there was no roar of zombies. It was as if they had returned to the time before the apocalypse.
He was calm and steady, but at that moment, no one knew what he was thinking.
Less than an hour later, the soldiers returned to the living room. Zhang Yuan walked up to Jin Xuyan and reported, "Captain, it's done."
Jin Xuyan turned to look at his team. This time, he wasn't sure how many of them would survive. Lowering his gaze for a brief moment, he concealed the storm of emotions within him. When he looked up again, his expression was calm.