"The car, our car!"
Zheng Xinyu watched the zombies approach the car and instinctively wanted to rush out to save the supplies.
"Get back!" Zhang Su grabbed Zheng Xinyu's backpack, shocked, "What are you doing? You can't get through, are you crazy?"
"It's over!" Xiaoshan's face turned pale, her voice trembling, "The place we finally cleared, it's over!"
In just a minute or two, more than fifty zombies had gathered at the gas station's entrance and the street outside, and there were signs of increasing numbers.
Zhang Su looked at the zombies, his face extremely grim. Fortunately, the fire from the car slightly hindered the zombies' steps; otherwise, more zombies would have wandered inside the gas station!
This was their temporary safe zone. They planned to leave after staying one night, but now it seemed they had to leave immediately, let alone staying one night!
"You all have one minute to pack up, then we're leaving!"
