(4) Whoever Dares Disturb My Embrace Must Be Beaten Into a Dog's Head (4)

"Brother Phuong, there are too many zombies! So many bodies have piled up that if this keeps up, they'll be able to climb over them! We have to think of something!" a survivor shouted.

Phuong Trien's expression was incredibly grim. He knew the best outcome was to repel the zombie attack. Although Thanh Thuy Town had fishing boats, they were small and few in number, completely unable to accommodate so many survivors.

Of course, to prepare for the worst, he had already ordered people to dig a bunker filled with supplies.

But that was the last resort.

And that retreat would only last for a while. The final outcome wouldn't be getting bitten to death by zombies, but dying from infighting among themselves.

No one wants to die. Although there was food in the bunker, no one would mind one less mouth to feed.

Hiding for a long time, someone would surely not want to share the food and would try to hoard it all. The only result of that would be killing the person next to you.

"Keep killing!"

"Right!"

Some faces were flushed as they swung their weapons, piercing the heads of zombies. But other survivors, facing the current situation, felt fear creep into their hearts, their hands trembling as they held their weapons.

They looked at the ferocious faces of the zombies, shaking like leaves. The fear of zombies gradually overwhelmed them.

"It's impossible to win! We can't stop their attack," this long-haired young survivor said, backing away as he spoke.

Clang!

The weapon in his hand fell.

He turned and ran.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm going to the fishing boats! There are more and more zombies, we can't hold them off!"

He shouted as he ran.

"Come back!"

Phuong Trien's expression changed in alarm. To have a deserter at a time like this had a huge impact. He knew who the young man was; they had taken him in half a month ago. When he arrived, he already seemed a bit dazed and crazy, and it was a mystery how he'd even survived.

But since he had made it, they couldn't just ignore him.

Later, while building this defensive line, he had also noticed the young man was lazy, unwilling to put in effort, and always slacking off.

As he fled.

The morale of some people on the scene began to waver.

If they fled now, there were two choices: run to the fishing boats or hide in the bunker.

The bunker had more food.

The fishing boats were too small and didn't have much food stocked.

Right now, the ones who could hold the defensive line were the young people like them. After all, Thanh Thuy Town had many elderly people who were in no position to fight zombies.

"Brother Phuong, it seems we really can't hold on."

The survivor who spoke looked at the situation ahead.

The number of zombies wasn't quite a locust plague, but it wasn't small either. Based on the current situation, being breached was only a matter of time.

Phuong Trien's brows furrowed. He knew the group's morale was slowly collapsing.

"Everyone, this is our last home! If we let the zombies break through, we can only live on the boats and in the bunker. How long can we last like that?"

He hoped the group could understand the situation he was describing.

But...

Thump!

As someone was killing a zombie, his weapon was grabbed by the zombie. The zombie used a bit of force.

That person went tumbling down, falling into the zombie horde.

"Save me... ahh..."

A blood-curdling scream was heard.

That survivor was swarmed by zombies, followed by a tragic cry. The cry was short, then there was silence.

This scene terrified many people.

Watching a living person being bitten to death by zombies made their hearts pound.

"Brother Phuong, it's not that I'm scared, but I feel there's no hope. If we flee to the boats or the bunker now, we can still live. If there was even a shred of hope, I wouldn't give up. Brother Phuong, I'm sorry."

After speaking, the man turned and ran.

"You guys..."

Phuong Trien was so anxious he wanted to curse.

But people's feet were their own. Even if he wanted to stop them, he couldn't.

"Brother Phuong, we're not leaving."

Of course, there were still many who were unwilling to give up. They understood the consequences of abandoning their post. Thanh Thuy Town was their last refuge. If they fled to the boats and the bunker, wouldn't the final result still be waiting for death?

But as some survivors panicked and fled.

Gaps appeared in the defensive line.

They didn't have any suppressive weapons. Relying on the cold weapons in their hands to stop a large area of zombies was a very difficult task.

However, at this moment.

Phuong Trien saw a zombie had already climbed up. Just as it was about to grab a comrade, he shouted out in alarm. "Watch out!"

Bang!

A sharp gunshot rang out.

The head of the climbing zombie instantly exploded.

Hearing the gunshot, Phuong Trien was startled and looked into the distance.

"That's..."

Phuong Trien's eyes widened, a look of shock in them. It was a tide of steel...

Tanks.

Armored cars.

There were many vehicles.

"The army! That's the army!"

Before Phuong Trien could say anything, someone was already shouting excitedly. This was clearly hope appearing in a moment of despair.

The gunshot attracted the zombies attacking Thanh Thuy Town.

The zombies turned, saw the tide of steel in the distance, let out ferocious roars, and then charged towards it like rabid dogs.

Armored cars and tanks led the way.

Soldiers with guns followed beside the vehicles, methodically beginning to lay down suppressive fire.

Rat-tat-tat-tat!

Bullets howled out like rain.

The charging zombies, under such concentrated fire, were instantly riddled into honeycombs.