Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 461 - 457: Black Shadow Behind the Signpost (5)

Chapter 461: Chapter 457: Black Shadow Behind the Signpost (5)

If at first the survivors were merely passively avoiding battle, now, after the successful execution of their plan, they finally took the initiative to provoke the "Jumpers" outside the vehicle.

After all, fighting against such brainless zombies, hoping they would stop attacking on their own is obviously impossible. Given the situation, they could only find a way to maneuver around them.

The survivors’ approach was to use the windows as a barrier and kill the beasts one by one.

With the formation set up again, Wu Chao began pounding on the windows fiercely, hoping to attract the beasts’ attention this way.

Aside from the 3 beasts they killed earlier, most of the "Jumpers" outside the vehicle were indeed drawn in by the noise from the vehicle in the middle.

However, there were still a few persistent "creatures" gathered around the front vehicle, relentlessly launching ramming attacks against it.

Old Xu and the others were equally overwhelmed by this.

They had long since turned the car’s head, but the vehicle in the middle blocked the way, leaving them stuck in place, unable to advance or retreat.

This undoubtedly provided the waiting "Jumpers" with a perfect opportunity for a kill.

The beasts charged and rammed repeatedly, and Xu Renjie and the others inside the vehicle felt as if they were standing in the impact zone of a cannonball barrage.

The vehicle swayed left and right uncontrollably; although the "Jumpers"’ method of hunting was simple and crude, its effect was no less than that of bullets.

At that moment, during their conversation, a "Jumper" leaped and struck directly at the rear window where Lei Tong and Hua Biao were located.

Instantly, the tempered window was covered in a web of cracks, which spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Lei Tong was decisive, immediately using his elbow to shatter the cracked glass.

But just as he was dealing with the window debris, another "Jumper," which had been waiting for some time, seized the opportunity to leap.

"Watch out, Lei Tong!" There was evidently no time to speak; hurriedly, Xu Renjie stepped on the gas pedal and swerved the direction, narrowly turning the vehicle around.

Thanks to his timely response, Lei Tong avoided the dire fate of being bitten by a zombie.

But while Lei Tong was saved, the predatory beast crashed into the passenger window due to the vehicle’s movement.

Because it was a side impact, with the assistance of force points, the "Jumper" directly smashed through the window.

Seeing the terrifying predator suddenly crash at his chest, Tang Xiaoquan’s heart leapt to his throat.

"Xiao Tang!" From behind came the exclamations of Lei Tong and Hua Biao; instinctively wanting to help, but the police steel forks in their hands were far too large, impossible to wield in the cramped vehicle, and there was no time to switch weapons.

In the life-and-death moment, Tang Xiaoquan suddenly felt the seat in the back lean slightly backward, and before he could react, he heard a "bang" as the beast landed on his abdomen.

Startled, he glanced towards the direction of the gunshot and saw Xu Renjie, his expression grim, handling the steering wheel, while in his hand, a black Type 92 semi-automatic pistol was emitting a cold light.

As it turned out, when the beast burst through the window, Xu Renjie instinctively drew his gun from his waist.

At the same time, to prevent stray bullets from injuring Tang Xiaoquan, he manually adjusted the seat back.

"How are you, Xiao Tang?"

"I’m...I’m fine!" Tang Xiaoquan pushed the beast off his abdomen with effort, just about to throw it off, when Xu Renjie sternly stopped him: "Leave it there, use it as a window!"

Right! Using a zombie as a window is clearly better than glass! At least glass can be shattered, while a dead body cannot! With this in mind, Tang Xiaoquan quickly set up the lifeless "Jumper," attempting to cover the entire window with it.

Perhaps inspired by Xu Renjie’s words, Lei Tong nudged Hua Biao’s shoulder, shook the police steel fork in his hand, and then suggested, "Xiao Hua, let’s stick this thing out!"

Saying this, Lei Tong promptly pushed out the steel fork.

Surprisingly, when the steel fork mounted the window, using its curved forks along with the width of the window, it formed a natural barrier line.

If the beasts wanted to get in, unless they changed their strategy, continuing with the mindless ramming attack would only result in the same force causing significant damage to them.

Understanding Lei Tong’s intention, Hua Biao also didn’t hesitate any longer and immediately mimicked him by setting up the steel fork outside.

In this way, from the outside, the whole "lead vehicle" looked like a crooked beetle, with two enormous pincers constantly warning the invading enemies not to act recklessly.

The "lead vehicle" temporarily avoided danger with its own wisdom, and those like Old Zhao, who were originally in line but now became the "lead vehicle," promptly drove away from the scene after turning around.

Of course, it wasn’t that they were scared of dying and lacked loyalty.

On the contrary, their departure aimed to create better escape opportunities for their companions behind.

After all, the vehicle in the middle was too large, requiring enough space to turn around if they were ever to escape.

Occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror, Zhao Yunhai, who was driving away, repeatedly prayed in his heart, "Hold on, brothers! You must hold on!"

Thanks to his kind words, the companions in the middle vehicle were indeed still holding strong.

But as time went by, their situation was getting increasingly worse.

Indeed, with their previous enemy-killing strategy, they had killed a few "Jumpers," but the number of beasts was there, and opening one window at a time was simply insufficient to deal with all the beasts.

Over time, after several companions were lost, the beasts managed to ram the iron bars surrounding the vehicle, bending them out of shape.

Looking at the gradually bending iron bars, Lin Junfu felt a wave of powerlessness, almost foreseeing the tragic scenes that might unfold once those bars broke.

It wasn’t his fault; he had tried his best, and his handling of the situation wasn’t particularly flawed.

He had first commanded everyone to close the doors and windows tightly, ordered all members to stay in the vehicle, and use the limited environment to mount a counterattack against the enemies.

It could be said that Lin Junfu did everything he could, but all this was rapidly losing its efficacy due to the passage of time.

By this moment, words no longer mattered; Lin Junfu knew the true key to this life-and-death struggle lay entirely in one person’s hands.

Wang Zhongyu remained unfazed by external disturbances, a necessary skill required by his profession.

No matter when, where, or how critical the situation, staying calm and responding decisively was a rule he, as a race car driver, always adhered to.

At this very moment, he was exerting all his efforts, using his acquired skills to maneuver the vehicle’s head.

Finally, after a struggle of about 7-8 minutes, Wang Zhongyu successfully turned the bus around, and their retreat began! (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com); your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)