In an instant, both convoys arrived at the south gate of the Cyan Dragon Corps military camp.
The main entrance of the camp is to the north, but there's also a five-meter-wide iron gate to the south, usually accessible for trucks and such, but now a complete mess.
The iron grille had fallen from its hinges and was thrown aside, crushing several misshaped zombie corpses underneath. Two human bodies lay dead beneath the wall, with only the lower halves remaining, which, if not aware of the situation, would have been hard to distinguish.
Bullet holes dotted the wall, and the ground showed signs of bombing and scorching. Looking along the wall, perhaps because this wasn't the main battleground, the number of corpses wasn't too high, but a section not far away had collapsed, with bricks scattered around, hiding some broken limbs.
Overall, the scene before them was no less than a WWII battlefield!
"Damn, it's really tough to defend such a big place!"
