A group of people, filled with trepidation, walked out of the broken gate of the entertainment center. The sky was pitch black without stars or moon, and if not for the flashlight mounted on their foreheads, it would truly be too dark to see anything.
Breathing the cold air, the distance was filled with the unknown, and the darkness seemed capable of swallowing everything.
"Brother Chicken Leg, what do you think happened to the Survivor Alliance's main force that went to Qing County? Could it be that they really got blocked by zombies and can't come back?"
Sitting in the car, Da Ka was feeling anxious, trying to talk to his companions to ease the unease in his heart.
The man called Brother Chicken Leg rolled his eyes, looked around, and as the companions got into the cars one after another, he also turned the key to start the vehicle and said impatiently.
