"Brother Su, Brother Su, this is Wu Lue, the zombie horde is approximately two kilometers from the camp. Requesting permission to use explosives to bomb the zombies!"
Zhang Su just stepped out of Jingxin Garden, planning to find a place with a good view to assess the situation, when Wu Lue's urgent voice came through the walkie-talkie, already providing more detailed intelligence.
Two kilometers?
Hearing this, Zhang Su let out a long sigh of relief. If the horde is still this far away, they have much more room to maneuver. The biggest fear was a direct approach to the gates, but that kind of situation is unlikely to occur with increased vigilance.
"Luezi, don't consider explosives! Immediately use drone sound to try and slow the zombies' advance. Everyone else, head to the parking lot and be on standby—all personnel, full combat gear!"
