The highway became a battlefield in less than three minutes.
Gunfire thundered nonstop across the blocked roadway while soldiers moved between stalled civilian vehicles in organized formations, powers flashing violently through the lightening darkness of early morning as the first waves of zombies slammed against the convoy defenses.
Wei Guang stood near the front line with blood splattered across one sleeve of his uniform while military radios screamed overlapping reports into his earpiece.
"Left flank breach!"
"Bird variants overhead!"
"Fuel truck six needs support!"
"Hold the fucking line!"
A wall of fire exploded across the center lane as one of the awakened soldiers thrust both hands forward, flames roaring through a tightly packed cluster of human zombies hard enough to ignite several abandoned cars nearby.
