Zhenlan felt the air around him change before he saw what caused it.
The zombies had stopped pushing forward as hard and it looked, for a single second, like they might actually stand a chance.
Then again, there were thirteen men fighting and hundreds of zombies still in front of them.
The odds were definitely not in their favor.
Chenghai cleared another section of the driveway and the space in front of him opened up just enough to let him breathe. The wall of zombies that they were originally facing was now broken into smaller groups, which was another point in their favor. Zhenlan shifted left, adjusting his stance without thinking, his breathing steady and even as he tried to figure out what was setting him off.
Besides the zombies of course.
"Left side's thinning," someone called out and Zhenlan heard numerous exhales at the same moment.
"Don't relax," another voice snapped back, that one sounded like Commander Li.
Zhenlan didn't look at them. He didn't need to.
