"Tan Huajun, there's no need to test us, to be honest with you, we are not bad people, but we definitely don't count as good people either!"
Zhang Su said solemnly.
Tan Huajun nodded repeatedly, "I understand, brother, but I...really miss how things are at home, do you know when there'll be a rescue?"
"Rescue..."
Zhang Su pursed his lips and shook his head, "Don't count on rescue. I actually live not too far away, just in Sheng Qin Home to the north. A few days ago, I saw a squad of SWAT officers clashing with zombies, there were about thirty or forty of them, but in the end..."
As he spoke, Zhang Su slowly shook his head, his face full of desolation.
Tan Huajun raised his hand to cover his mouth, incredulous, "I, I feel like zombies aren't that hard to deal with. SWAT officers have guns, how come they can't manage?"
"Not that hard?"
