Bai Li stopped.
Yan Cijin looked ahead.
A construction site blocked the side road.
A group of men had built a barricade from scaffolding and concrete blocks. Behind it, several people were trying to hold back a mass of zombies pouring through a broken gate.
"Again?" Yan Cijin said.
Bai Li sighed.
"We are having a busy evening."
A man on the barricade saw the motorcycle.
"Help!"
Bai Li did not answer.
The man shouted again.
"Please!"
Yan Cijin looked at her.
Bai Li looked at the gate.
"Three minutes."
Yan Cijin nodded.
They moved.
The motorcycle stopped near the barricade.
Yan Cijin jumped down and ran forward.
Bai Li stayed with the motorcycle.
"Get your people behind the trucks," Yan Cijin told the guards.
A guard stared at her.
"There are too many!"
"You have three minutes to move."
The man looked at the horde.
"You cannot hold that alone."
Yan Cijin smiled.
"Watch me."
The first wave arrived.
She cut through it.
